This is a one shot I just came up with because of recent incident I had with my own memories becoming dreams and dreams becoming memories.
Dream or Memory
I see him, a man with silver hair and magenta strips on his face. I see his gold eyes haunting me everywhere I go. I mostly see him in my dreams though. I do not know how but he seems almost familiar to me. As though he were a lost memory created by this distant dream.
In this dream I am floating in a body of water and I hear sounds of people screaming. I cannot make out what they saying but they sound scared. I close my eyes to concentrate of the voices but they soon fade away and I sink deeper into the water. I watch as my breath creates bubbles within the water and I see a light grow even more distant as do the voices. I soon hit the bottom and turn to see glass. I look through it and I see a figure running in a field of flowers. I can hardly make them out except for the fact that they are small and almost childlike. I smile and giggle as the small figure falls and rolls around in the flowers. I took notice of an even smaller figure toward the first one and seem to be shaking something. I watch as the child turns its head to the smaller one and smiles and bright smile at it. It is not long before the smaller figure stops its feet and says something to the child. The child pouts but soon smiles again as they take notice of someone else walking into the field.
It is that man. The same man that has been haunting my dreams and even my waking hours. I see him more clearly than the other figures. I see his silver hair reflecting the sunlight. His white and red kimono and his clawed hand reach for the child. I lean closer to see what he was going to do but the glass cracks then shatters and I fall into the body of the child. I see through their eyes his piercing gold stare and indifferent facial expression. I lean into his touch as he gently laced his hand on my cheek he calls me by my name "Rin". Then stands up and signals for me to follow even though I hardly know him but he child I reside in seems to know and cannot help but follow him.
After what seemed like to be hours we stop and he sits down leaning against a tree while I go to the nearby stream and look for food. I hear him call the now toad like thing Jaken and he quickly runs over to the man. I glance back and giggle again but for some reason I could not help but feel that this dream felt all too real to be a dream. Soon a hand reaches out of the water and pulls me into it. Then the screaming voices start again and sink further into the stream. I see his face slowly fading into darkness. I manage scream under water Lord Sesshomaru and that was it. I feel my back hit bottom and my eyes close only to open again and I there lying in my bed drenched in sweat. I quickly jerk up and run to the bathroom and splash water on my face. I sink down to the ground to and remind myself that it was only just a dream. Nothing more and nothing less.
I take a shower and get ready to start my day. I walk out to the bus stop to head to work and I see them, those piercing gold eyes and indifferent facial expression staring dead at me as I wait. I blink and they were gone. I decide to walk to work that day and I get there with only 5 minutes to spare before it opens up. I put on my apron and greet the first customer. It is a sweet lady that has a crappy job but a fun outlook on life. I serve her the usual black tea with honey and move to the next customers. Everything was fine until he showed again except with the silver hair and gold eyes. He had blue eyes and black hair but the same indifferent look. I stare as he grabbed ordered a black and took it but not before leaving a note written on a napkin.
I am glad to see you are safe Rin.
That sentence made soon made me wonder if the dream I had was actually a dream or a memory.
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