Just a little idea that wouldn't leave my brain. The first chapters may be a little angsty but it will get better. Hope you enjoy :D

Dreams

Dreams never comforted the residents of Estraneo laboratory. They bred false hope, heightened despair, and more often than not, insanity. Nightmares were familiar. Nightmares never gave you hope of escape. Nightmare never increased your despair at knowing that your own flesh and blood left you there. But above all, they never made you insane with the false rescues. To them, dreams were the true nightmares and nightmares, were just the reality they lived. The first time Mukuro had a dream he cried. It was the first of many to come. They always changed but haunted green eyes and a promise of power were a constant. Eventually he gets used to dreaming but he doesn't dare to hope. Neither does he name the eyes Jade.

Next chapter Friends.