Disclaimer: Not Mine.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This is my first fanfiction for Ghost Hunt so tell me what you think. There's really no definitive mutual attraction between Naru and Mai. But it is said that Mai was the only one whom Naru called by the first name. And Mai, as we all know, was deeply in love with him. The author of the visual novel of Ghost Hunt said that she considered Naru and Mai as canon and that they'll be a couple eventually. And so this is my own rendition of that day when Naru and Mai became a couple.

Seriously?

Yes.

Read, find out, and review

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Dream of a Happy Ending

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A dream is a mirror to one's feelings.. And so emotional transparency often occur when a person is dreaming.. And because a dream affects the equilibrium of realism, the barrier to one's subconscious will unlock..The subconscious will dominate the conscious... The emotions will overcome the rationale.. And to dream is to free one's mind in order for the heart to take over.. But a dream can also be a prison to a person's desire.. There's no truth and there's no lie.. Because a lie often reveals the truth.. But the truth can also be deceiving..

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Mai sat up, gasping. She felt cold and boneless as if she had been fighting for life in the midst of an angry ocean and its swirling depths. But that was not quite possible for the chiling torrents was just actually the softness of the sheets around her. It felt clammy against her skin as beads of perspiration came out of her neck and forehead as they trailed down her chest. Mai fought the urge to rip it away from her as her body kept shaking.

There were soft footsteps as someone approached her but she could not discern his face in the shadows of the bedroom. "What's wrong?" Mai relaxed the instant she heard him, the familiar baritone of her husband's voice. His handsome dark looks loomed in the moonlight as he came to a stop near the bed.

He stood there wearing his evening clothes. His dark and unfathomable eyes roamed over her, examining the deathly paleness of her skin and noted her trembling arms with narrowed eyes. He sat beside her on the bed, the mattress dropping beneath his weight. He took hold of her waist and pulled her until she was siting on thighs. His hands rubbed across her back in a soothing motion and Mai finally relaxed against him with a sigh. She closed her eyes and smiled, liking this rare side of him. Of all her fantasies of him, Mai had no idea that he'd cuddle her due to the fact that he hated weakness and barely tolerated it.

She smiled wistfully. But then again it's not really weakness but rather insecurity that he refused to bear from the others. He respected them but he did not condemn their fears. And he did so only when he perceived that they deprecate their own ability in overcoming the odds. And that was the reason why he can be harsh and cold yet gentle and protective of her because of the way she tried to overcome her own fears.

Mai leaned her face against his neck and inhaled the familiar smell of his soap and cologne. Naru.. "What time is it?"

"Three forty-five."

Her eyes swiftly opened. "Three forty-five?!" Then she twisted away from him and gave him a short perusal. There were shadows under his eyes and he looked paler. "Don't tell me you've been awake all night!" She hissed in displeasure.

His brows met in a thunderous scowl. "Do not shout. I can hear you perfectly enough."

Mai couldn't suppress a smile on her face at his irritated look. It was the matrimonial effect of living under the same roof. She rubbed up her traits on him like a disease. Naru was more receptive if not more pushy than the usual stoic disposition that he was so famous of. But now he's more opinionated. And to Mai's utter dismay and annoyance, his drastic sarcasm level-up as well. But Mai smiled boastfully when the other SPR members said that he had lost some of the detachment since Mai started to engage him in every conversation in and out of the bedroom.

"I'm sorry, Naru, but you have been working non-stop for days and nights." She scowled and then crossed her arms in front of her, looking unapologetic despite her admission.

Naru sighed at her stubbornness."Then keep me occupied if you don't want me to work." He said with a jeering low voice that cut her thoughts immediately.

"Eh?" Mai blinked.

He chuckled. "You're pathethic."

"W-what?" Mai blushed profusely, her whole face reddening at the insult and the meaning behind it.

"We're married." He said as if it wasn't obvious to her. Mai wanted to roll her eyes but refrained from doing it mainly because she discovered that her husband liked it when she fall prey to his taunting. And he liked it well enough when she fought back. "Yes, I'm siting on your lap, am I not?" She drawled, narrowing her eyes.

And there's one thing that she discovered too. She learned that to copy him is the only way to prolong the fight. And the not-obvious-but-obvious was his tactics tonight.

"And I'm in your bed, am I not?" She said in a casual but jittery voice as she looked around the big room.

"Go on." He said in a deadpan voice of someone uninterested but Mai knew well enough that he's someone who didn't like losing.

"I'm also wearing your shirt."

"What else."

Mai furrowed her eyebrows in vexation. He's winning.

She sighed and pursed her lips in annoyance. "You're supposed to let me win, right?"

Naru laughed. The sound was unexpected as if she hadn't heard it before. He laughed not in the loud and suave way Bou-san laughed or the baneful laugh of Ayako when she's insulting monk or Yasuhara's boyish cheerfulness when he laughed about everything. Naru's laugh wasn't exactly timid like Masako or shy like John. But it resembled Lin's. Gentle, soft, and unyielding. His laugh didn't last long but it was unforgettable. And before she knew it, her face was leaning towards him. She didn't know if he pulled her or she's the one who pushed because for some reason they ended up lying on the bed with their lips joined in a kiss.

She pulled back slowly, embarrassed, and then slowly fiddled with one of his lapels. They were wearing the same shirt and with the same color but hers was more faded. The dark blue cotton was smooth against the pad of her fingers. Naru's shirt had been Mai's customary evening clothes since it was very comfortable to sleep in. He gave three of his old nightshirts to her when she asked the maid not to throw it away.

Mai looked up at him but he just stared at her with an intensity that made her shiver and crow in triumph. After a few moment of silence he chuckled. "Touché."

Mai blinked furiously. "What?" She didn't exactly know what the word meant but she heard it once.

"Nothing." Naru said as he shifted them until their heads were lying on the pillows. He turned her body until they were spoon fashioned against each other before he placed an arm around her waist.

"Who won?" Mai said in a hushed tone, referring to their banter.

"No one." He answered back. Mai waited until she felt the deep and slow motion of his chest and the slight snore as he breathed. Mai smiled and closed her eyes as well.

He's not going to admit defeat after all. But what exactly are they arguing about in the first place? Well, there's plenty of time for that later. Mai shifted closer to him and gradually fell asleep.

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FIN

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This fiction was inspired by the movie Inception. I watched the movie and it's relativity to dreams. But I can't find the right foundation to make a story and since the movie is more complicated and there's no couple to use. I decided to write for Ghost Hunt instead. I did not say that this fiction actually happened in the future but as you've read in the beginning Mai might just be dreaming of it all.