It was dark. Darker than he would like, but he supposed it was better than being out in the daylight, exposed for everyone to see. Revealed to the world at large. Unmasked before the 1412 Taskforce. Presented as a job finished and well done to Nakamori-keibu.
...shown to another Nakamori as a liar and deceiver. Someone who had used her connections with the police to his advantage. Someone who had pretended to be her best friend...
He blew a sigh, rubbing his forehead as he lay back down. Every year, he'd have the same theme of a nightmare. It must be his conscience giving him an early gift, preparing him for the time when the event would finally happen.
Another year gone by. Another nightmare--the same nightmare--to be realized.
He glanced to his right and saw haunting red lights in the darkness, stating ominiously that it was 12:01.
He couldn't resist the temptation to laugh and loudly did so.
Happy birthday to him.
Author's Notes: Well, I feel bad for writing this on his birthday...so that's why I wrote another little piece. -grins- I think I'll add to this on his birthday every year now -snickers-