Dreams are for Nights

Chapter 1 – Dreams

By ManaGoddess

Disclaimer: I do not own Kamen Rider OOO, because if I did Ankh and Eiji would have been an official couple on the show instead of just teasing us with great Yaoi moments. All characters from Kamen Rider are owned by the Toei Company. The name 'KoAnkh' is mine though.

Author's Note: Welcome back to Dreams are for Nights! I have decided that I want to rewrite the story and republish it. While writing it originally I came up with a lot of ideas on the fly so some of the earlier chapters don't quite line up story wise. I also wanted to write more about KoAnkh as well since I didn't even decide to make him a major character until halfway through the story (thanks Green Phantom Queen!).

The story will have lots of cameos, even a few news ones from the original story because why the hell not. I'll always post spoiler warnings at the beginning because I love my readers and would want to know myself. This takes place during episode 39 of OOO. Review please! I would like to know what you think of the rewrite.


Thunder echoed in the small bedroom above the restaurant as rain poured from the skies. Somewhere off in the distance, the sound of falling medals clinked against each other, drawing Ankh out of his slumber.

"A Yummy," Ankh said quietly as thunder crackled again, startling the Greeed awake. Again, he heard the medals. Ankh was excited, now there would be another chance to get more medals and maybe get rid of that child who was pretending to be him. He would need to take care of that problem soon, the boy was really annoying.

"Eiji," Ankh called out as he jumped down from his red satin perch he had made. "Eiji, let's go!" He called out once more as he started his way to the window, ready to find the imposter Greeed. Ankh stopped, frowning at the rider who was still sound asleep. Thunder crashed again, making Ankh jump slightly. How the rider could sleep during such a storm was beyond Ankh. Personally, thunderstorms made him antsy as hell. Growling, Ankh rolled his eyes and stomped over to the bed. "Hey, Eiji!" Ankh shook Eiji, rolling the rider onto his back and throwing back the covers.

The only problem was that the person there wasn't Eiji. Ankh stumbled back a few steps as he stared down at the sleeping form of Shingo, the man whose body Ankh was currently borrowing. He wore the same outfit as Ankh, even the one red sleeve. A bit frightened, Ankh checked himself, making sure he was still in control of the body. It didn't make any sense at all. Lightning flashed once more, illuminating the red feathers lying across Shingo's body. Recognition hit Ankh like a fist in the gut; those were –his- feathers. He barely even noticed the few black feathers mixed in with the red ones.

Stumbling backwards, trying to get away from the body that was slowly waking up, Ankh bumped into one of the support beams in the bedroom. Quickly glancing to the side he saw the door and inched his way over there. He had to get out, this wasn't right. Still backing away he bumped into another person.

"Ankh," Eiji's voice whispered. "Your medals…" Ankh slowly turned around to see the rider standing behind him, his eyes glowing bright purple as the strange core medals inside Eiji took over his mind. "I'm taking them." Eiji said matter-of-factly. Ankh shook his head turning as Shingo sat up in bed, holding one of the red feathers in his hand.

"Sorry, there isn't any room for a filthy half-Greeed," Shingo chuckled as he got out of bed, walking slowly towards the other two men like a predator ready to pounce on his meal. His smile was wicked, promising dark things that Ankh couldn't understand. Ankh wasn't afraid; he knew that Shingo was frail and that Ankh would win the fight if push came to shove. Drawing from the power of his core medals, Ankh changed his right arm to its Greeed form readying an attack. Two powerful arms warped around Ankh's waist, pinning his arms to his side.

"Eiji, let me go!" Ankh demanded, struggling to get away from the Rider. If Eiji wasn't going to do anything about this obvious problem then Ankh would. Eiji shook his head several times, holding Ankh close to his chest.

"No, he is a human. We can't hurt humans." Eiji whispered, his eyes staring at the other man in front of them. Shingo smiled as he placed a hand on Ankh's cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. His black eyes bore into Ankh's soul it seemed, a dark aura radiating from the man, causing fear to pierce into Ankh's chest.

"What a pretty bird, I think we should keep him as a pet. I bet he sings beautifully," Shingo said fondly, smiling at Ankh. The Greeed's cheeks flushed brightly as he continued to struggle against Eiji's grip, the purple medals giving the rider incredible strength. "I could just eat you." Shingo chuckled at Ankh, angering the Greeed even more. Didn't these humans know Ankh was a powerful Greeed, not some play thing?! He would remind them.

"It is too crowded in here. Besides, we wouldn't want a half-Greeed around here. Ankh, you need to go back to your original Ankh so you can be whole again," Eiji smirked as he pushed Ankh away from him, disgusted at having to touch the filthy bird. Shingo smiled as he shoved Ankh towards the window, the detective walking behind Eiji and wrapping his arms around the Rider, holding their bodies close together.

Backing away slowly from the duo Ankh was almost relieved to know the window was behind him. He could jump out of it and run away, that would save him from these crazed two. He no longer cared about what was going on, he just needed to escape. The window was almost in reach when the shutters burst open, a strong gust of window blowing the drapes open and flinging more of Ankh's red feathers into the room. Turning cautiously, Ankh jumped when he saw the small boy floating outside the window.

"You are me. So hurry back to me," Lost Ankh said, pouting at Ankh as if he had been caught cheating in a children's game. This was not what Ankh needed. It was bad enough to have Eiji going crazy from the purple medals and Shingo separating from him. This was too much. Stepping backwards from the window Ankh growled at his Lost form. He would deal with this problem first.

"Bullshit," Ankh screamed summoning the fire within his chest. His core medal called out to the other form, wanting to be whole again. Oh, Ankh would get his form back and be whole, this time he knew he would win. Readying a fireball he prepared to hurl it at the child, but was stopped by Eiji grabbing his Greeed arm once more.

"The Ankh that OOO should be working with isn't you," Eiji's voice was dead calm, the fire inside Ankh extinguishing instantly, his breath came in labored gasps as panic gripped him. Lost Ankh smiled as he stepped inside the tiny room, power radiating from the small child. Eiji's eyes glowed bright purple as they sapped Ankh of what little strength he had left, causing the Greeed's legs to give out from underneath him. Lost Ankh's child form shimmered for a second before changing him into his full Greeed form. Ankh stared up at that form, his form, except the right arm was bare because Ankh had that arm. His heart was ready to give with each step Lost Ankh took towards him. Shingo's laughter could be heard distantly behind them, almost sounding like a crow's caw.

Ankh and Lost Ankh locked gaze, the Lost Greeed looking smug and confident as he stood over Ankh. "Welcome back…me," Lost Ankh said, holding his purple right hand out towards Ankh. Ankh tried to escape, tried to scurry away but Shingo stood behind him as well as Eiji, the detective kneeing the Greeed in the back to push him forward into the Lost Greeed. Reaching out, Lost Ankh grabbed Ankh's Greeed hand and began to devour him.

-OOO-

Ankh woke with a start nearly falling off of the stool he had been napping on in the lobby of the Cous Coussier. His eyes frantically searched around for Shingo or the Lost Greeed. He almost let out a sigh of relief when he felt the detective still within him, slumbering away. Panic still gripped Ankh as he felt his other half calling out to him, quietly but at a distance.

"What is something wrong," Eiji asked as he watched Ankh. Never had he seen the Greeed so frightened. Ankh froze in fear, his eyes wide and alert. Slowly Ankh turned to see the Rider standing by the display table, holding a broom in his hand and looking very confused. Ankh studied the man's eyes, they were brown, thankfully.

Scrambling not too gracefully from the stool he had been sitting on, Ankh stumbled his way towards Eiji, bumping into a pillar and the display table as he went. Reaching out he gripped Eiji's face in his hand, his fingers digging into the man's cheek. Ankh looked closer at Eiji's eyes, searching for any hint of purple. Eiji jumped slightly; dropping the broom he was holding and blushing slightly at the sudden close contact with Ankh

"W-what is it," Eiji demanded, his heart pounding. This was getting weirder and weirder by the moment. Ankh's eyes were wide with fear, something Eiji had never seen before. He looked like a frightened bird.

"Nothing's going on with the purple medals in you, right," Ankh demanded, his face serious and voice dead calm. His grip tightened on Eiji's face and shoulder, scaring the rider a little bit. Blinking Eiji mentally searched the purple core medals inside him. They were fine, so why was Ankh so worked up?

"No, nothing seems off right now," Eiji noted. It had been quite a while since he had felt them flare up, which was a good thing. He was quite proud of how well he had been handling the foreign core medals. Ankh stared at him for a moment longer, weighing Eiji's answer, searching for even the faintest hint of a lie.

"You better keep them suppressed," warned Ankh, shoving a very confused Eiji away from him as he backed away from the Rider slowly.

"I know that. What's this about all of the sudden," Eiji asked watching the Greeed run a hand through his hair, disheveling it slightly. Ankh stumbled away from the rider, ignoring Eiji as the rider picked up the broom once more and continued to sweep up the restaurant.

"Damn it…why am I dreaming," growled Ankh as he leaned against the kitchen door, trying to get a grip on himself. "Is it because of this body?!" He didn't understand, Greeed didn't dream, so he having a nightmare was unheard of. The only reason he knew what it was a nightmare was thanks to the detective's memories. Slamming his hand against the door to the kitchen he tried to figure out what the hell was going on inside him. Shaking his head he brushed past Eiji on his way upstairs to their bedroom. He wanted to be alone with his thoughts.

-OOO-

Lost Ankh sat up suddenly in the Maki Manor, his chest pounding with emotions he didn't understand. Looking around the open area he watched the other Greeed lounging around doing pretty much nothing. Unsure of what to do, Lost Ankh walked over to Mezool, hoping to get some answers.

"Hey Mezool, something just happened and I'm not sure what," Lost Ankh said, sitting next to the school girl. She tilted her head at the boy, not used to having someone come to her like this. Sure Gamel did, but he was easy enough to please. "I was resting but then I was suddenly seeing things from other Ankh's point of view, feeling some of his emotions. Then I came into the room and devoured him, yet when I woke up, I was here and he isn't in me. What's going on?" Mezool blinked at him, she had never heard of such a thing happening.

"You have been lying there this whole time," Mezool noted, nodding her head towards the small nest Lost Ankh had made with his red satin sheet. Gamel plopped down next to the two, holding a bag of 'snacks' and munching on a book.

"You were sleep but tossed a lot too. Not sure what was going on. Want muchie," Gamel asked, offering his bag of goodies to Lost Ankh. The young boy looked in the bag and saw a random assortment of items from a pool ball to cardboard boxes. There were some actual food items in there, but nothing looked appetizing at the moment. It confused Lost Ankh more understand what 'appetizing' meant. He had asked the other Greeed about it, but they just shrugged it off as a weird quirk of his other form.

"You were dreaming," Dr. Maki said not bothering to look up from his desk, the doll that usually sat on his arm was sitting at his own computer and working.

"That's silly, Greeed don't dream," Mezool commented, waving off the doctor's explanation. Lost Ankh frowned at that answer as he tried to figure out what a 'dream' was. The core inside him pulsed with energy, giving the Lost Greeed a strange understanding of what that actually meant.

"It was a dream, but a bad one. I felt scared when I woke up and a little disappointed," Lost Ankh said, looking at his own feet. Mezool put her arm around Lost Ankh and hugged him awkwardly. There was comfort in that, comfort which Lost Ankh understood somewhat. Emotions swirled inside of him as he leaned into Mezool a bit, letting out a sigh.

"I want that too! Hug me Mezool!" Gamel demanded, abandoning his food and sitting on the other side of Mezool. The female Greeed laughed as she put her other arm around Gamel and hugged him to her. Part of Lost Ankh felt complete, soothed and comforted. He could tell his other half was drawing on that emotion as well, which lessened the satisfaction.

"I will get me back," Lost Ankh vowed as he tried to sever the tie between himself and Ankh.

"We know you will, Lost Ankh. It will be a grand day to have all of us Greeed back together and whole again," Mezool giggled as she patted Lost Ankh on the head. The young boy frowned at her.

"I hate that name, I want a new one." Lost Ankh demanded, pouting at the Greeed who were now staring at him.

"But you are Ankh. We can't call you 'Ankh' or it might be too confusing between you and the other form." Dr. Maki said from his computer, turning to look at the child. Even the doll was now staring at him, which was weird since Lost Ankh didn't see anyone move him.

"Then why doesn't he get a stupid name instead?" Lost Ankh stood, doing his best to glare at the others. It wasn't fair that he should burden the stupid name; he was more powerful after all.

"Ankh was awake before you, and he does have the medal with his, your, subconscious in it, so he is the original," Dr. Maki answered, crossing his arms over his chest and pondering how this version of Ankh was even alive technically. Once again, the doll mimicked his look without having been touched.

"It's not fair! I want to be Ankh!" Lost Ankh demanded, stomping his foot on the wooden floor to get his point across.

"But you are little Ankh," Gamel pointed out, taking a bite of a candy bar without even bothering to take the wrapper off of it.

"I am not little!" Lost Ankh shouted, his form shimmering before changing into a Greeed. He flexed his right hand, staring at the missing feathers willing them to be there so he could be whole again. "I won't be out done by him! He has to have an opening, and I –will- find it." Flaring his one wing, Lost Ankh stormed outside and took to the skies, determined to become whole again.

-OOO-

Ankh shut the door behind him as he entered his and Eiji's bedroom. He was greeted by peace and quiet as he hopped onto his perch of a bed, the red satin sheet cool to the touch. For a few moments he just laid there, his mind trying to understand what the dream was about. Calmness washed over him as he listened to the wind rustling the curtains, the sun dancing on Eiji's bed. It was odd, but the bed looked much more comfortable than his perch. Debating about it for a few moments longer, Ankh sighed and slid off his own perch, grabbing his satin sheet along the way and plopped onto Eiji's bed.

"I will not give this body up so easily, I still need it," Ankh whispered to the soul of the body he was borrowing. At first he didn't care about the person who he was using, but as that soul began to stir and wake up, their ideals melding together, Ankh began to question his own motives. He wouldn't call it guilt, no matter how hard the soul wanted him to believe it, but he did feel a little bad. Soon Ankh wouldn't need this body or Eiji, which would be a huge boon to him. At least, that is what he told himself.

Listening carefully Ankh heard guests arrive at the restaurant below, which meant Eiji would be kept busy for a little bit. Deciding to give into the strange calmness Ankh lay on his back on Eiji's bed, soaking up as much sunlight as possible. He missed the days of being able to lay in the sun whenever he wanted, to not have the constant worry of being attacked by the other Greeed. There was a time when he didn't desire anything, when all he really wanted was sky and sun. It wouldn't be much longer before he could have that back.

"Ankh, are you awake," Eiji asked, poking his head into the room. Ankh had been so absorbed by his own thoughts and the warmth of the sun that he hadn't heard anyone come up the stairs. Thinking quick Ankh snatched one of Eiji's pillows and hurled it at the Rider catching him off guard. By the time Eiji had figured out what had happened Ankh was lying on his perch again, the satin sheet settling and his leg was dangling over the side as if he were bored.

"Tch, what do you want Eiji, I'm not going to help out in the restaurant until Chiyoko buys more ice candies," Ankh snapped, his face nuzzling against the rapidly cooling satin trying to steal the last of its warmth.

"Oh, I was just coming to check up on you," Ankh said as he entered the room fully, setting his pillow on the bed and straightening the sheets. "Were you lying on my bed?" It was the only explanation for why his sheets were messed up and how his own pillow hit him in the face. Eiji peeked at Ankh who was doing his best to NOT look at Eiji.

"Tch, why would I want to lay on a low, flat perch like that when I have my own bed up here," Ankh scoffed at the idea of him lowering himself to those standards. Ankh looked over as Eiji sat on his own bed, memories of the nightmare flashing in Ankh's mind. His heart fluttered for a moment as he thought of Eiji attacking him like that. Just in case, Ankh summoned is Greeed arm.

"I don't know, you get a view of the sky when you lay down, plus the sun makes it nice and warm," Eiji teased a little bit as he looked out the window, smiling at the calm feeling the open sky gave him. He loved having the bedroom window open, the fresh air keeping the room nice and cool. "I bet you have never even tried it. Come on, give it a shot. I'll go out and get you some ice cream if you do." Of course Ankh couldn't turn that down. Grumbling Ankh hopped down from his perch and sat on the bed.

"Nope, not as good as mine, now, where is my ice cream," Ankh demanded as he stood back up after only sat down for a few seconds. Eiji rolled his eyes and grabbed the Greeed's arm pulling him back down to the bed, Ankh almost landing in his lap. Gently Eiji wrapped his arms around Ankh, ignoring the slight panic the flashed through the Greeed as he began to frantically look around the room.

"Give it a minute, a few seconds is not long enough to get a true feel for a place," Eiji whispered, closing his eyes and enjoying the sounds of the outside world. A strange calmness settled of Ankh as he felt Eiji embrace him like this. It was different from the dream, this time he felt the emotions from deep within his core, as if his other half was sharing the feeling as well. This angered Ankh; the feeling should be his alone.

"I will be whole again," Ankh muttered to himself, vowing to take back his proper body one day. No one would stop him, not even Eiji.

"I know you will. I'll help you any way I can," Eiji said while yawning, startling the Greeed who hadn't realized he had spoken aloud. Somehow that put Ankh more at ease, knowing Eiji would protect him. Maybe the nightmare was wrong, just a strange fear that belonged to both Ankh and the Detective. Ankh looked out the window, confused as to why Eiji could make him feel things he didn't understand. Even the detective was having problems putting names to emotions.

"If you ever want to nap on my bed, feel free to Ankh, I won't be mad." Eiji squeezed Ankh as he said this, smiling to himself. "Guess I better get back to work. I'll get those ice cream candies after work for you." Eiji promised as he stood up and stretched. All of a sudden Ankh realized just how chilly it was in the room without Eiji's heat to warm him, he also felt very alone.

"Wait Eiji," Ankh stood, reaching out to the rider who was about to leave the room. Eiji tilted his head at Ankh, looking a bit confused but smiling still. "I…" Ankh wanted to ask what the emotions were in his chest, what they meant and how to deal with them. He couldn't be sure if there were his or the detectives; surely Eiji would know how to tell the difference.

The thought process was interrupted by the sound of falling medals. "A Yummy…let's go." Ankh had never been happier for a distraction in his life. Grabbing Eiji by the hand Ankh half dragged the Rider towards the front door, ignoring the faint blush on Eiji's cheeks and the small laughter Ankh heard from Shingo inside him.


Author's Note: So that is the end of the first chapter! I hope you all like the revision. I watched parts of the episode a few times to try to capture the full scene in my own way. Of course Ankh is about to be attacked by Lost Ankh in the next episode but shhhhhh we don't need to know that yet. Let me know what you think and I hope you all will stick with me through this adventure. If you want to know what happens next and can't wait for the revision check out my original version of Dreams are for Nights. This one might end up a bit different, so be prepared for that!