"Urghh." 
He grunted and rolled over in his bed, trying to get the images, words, and frustration out of his system and head. Waken up once again by her name in sight. He took his left arm placing it on his head as he lay upon his bed with exposure of his bare chest and wore a pair of black boxers with blankets half covering up to his waist. Ironically, he slept through the stormy nights. Finally, he gave up, accepting the fact that he couldn't fall back asleep. His body wouldn't let him and neither would she. 
She in her utter and complete entirety. He's never seen her in person, but was only graced by her beauty and ambiance in his dreams and in his head. He heard her beautiful name too, but didn't personally know anyone by the breath- taking name. Her name was _____. 
He thought he was going crazy. This was sure taking a literal approach to "dream girl." He could see her face, but never saw it in person. He could hear her name, but he didn't know how that was possible without even knowing someone by that name. All he knew was from the beginning, the first time he saw her face and the first time he heard her name, she's all he really wanted. He hasn't had a girlfriend since these dreams. Every time an image came into his head, he'd get a headache out of frustration. Frustration of wanting to know this reason the word "perfection" was created and he wanted to know his hime (princess). He was adamant on this; He wouldn't accept less until he had her. She was meant to be his and he was meant to be hers...His name was Reita and her name was _____.

“_____” he called out once more. 
A couple days later, Reita along with the rest of his band, "The GazettE," went out to outdoor markets to spend the day. It was boring and…just plain frustrating! His Guitarist glances over at him noticing his stressful mood.

“You okay Reita?” Uruha asked patting his right shoulder

“I don’t know…” he replied back, “My dreams they’ve been bothering me lately…”

“Care to share?”

“Well, there’s this girl. I don’t know her but then I do.” he explained

“okayyy… a bit confusing but okay”

“Like, I’ve never met her before and her name is _____, she’s always on my mind…day and night”

“Well, it’s probably fate maybe?” Uruha suggested as he lit his cancer stick

“You think?” Reita asked looking at his searching for some kind of hope in his next response.

“Yeah, things like that can happen. You’ll never know…” Uruha paused haling then exhaling smoke from his breath.

“They’re signs Reita” Uruha concluded patting his shoulders once more before walking ahead of him to follow the rest of the group.

Later, he got on his tour bus with the band and prepared to go off to the next place the next concert will be held. 
While walking on the bus, he managed to glance out the window. There she was. _____ was walking in the outdoor marketing, laughing and enjoying her day to the fullest.

“WAIT!” Quickly, he ran off the moving bus, causing the commotion around him to pause. In the silence and with all eyes on him, including ______'s, he slowly walked over to her, in awe of the scene. 
"_____?" he asked, hoping it wasn't just a dream. 
After a brief moment of silence, _____ responded in the silence. "Rei--ta?" she asked, pointing her right finger at him. 
Their eyes never left each other the entire time. 
"You? You-" Reita began. 
"You have those dreams too?" ______ asked, interrupting him. 
He slowly nodded. There wasn't anything more to say. Their dreams had told them what was going to happen next, and they allowed it. He slowly lifted her pale chin up, to his level. Then, he moved his hand to the side of her face, holding it gently, to make sure not to hurt her. Then, he kissed her... it was the most passionate kiss ever created, not too rough not too soft, just right by the same force they both put into. Breaking apart for air Reita cupped her face looking down at _____.

“I finally found you” he said smiling.

“Finally meeting you” she added

“So I guess it really was fate huh?” He said under his breath before planting another kiss on her warm soft lips.

“I guess so, I love you Reita” she mumbled between the kiss.

“Me too _____, I love you” he concluded.

(Back at the tour bus)
"What the just happened?" Aoi asked, from watching through a window on the bus, as the other members shrugged with the same confused expression. Except for Uruha who smiled, lifting his cancer stick breathing in, than breathing out smoke.

“See? I told you it was fate.” He smiled.

The End.