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~Toxi

As Kiba broke away from Myu's kiss, he paused a moment, seeing something strangely familiar out of the corner of his eye. His gaze was locked on something, and My could tell. "Kiba?" She asked, looking a little concerned, "What's wrong?"

Kiba reached out toward it, and pulled it out of the ground, severing its life source, and ultimately killing it. It would only be a matter of time before it withered. He stared at the white flower with a few purple petals, opening up in full bloom. The pollen started to float off into the air, and it tickled his nose, which led him to crinkle it so he wouldn't sneeze. There was something—or maybe someone—that reminded him of this flower. Yes, there were many of these flowers around in this massive field of green, but there was something special about this particular one. "I feel…" Kiba started, still rather captivated by this white flower. "I feel like I'm forgetting something really important."

"Oh," My said softly. "Your memory begins to fade away when you stay away in this place…But you get used to it." She smiled, trying to reassure him with her voice that everything would be alright.

Kiba set the flower down in the grass and gave her a strange look, "You mean, you don't really remember anything at all?"

She shook her head slightly, but looked up at him with penitent eyes, "Not really."

"You don't remember anything about a family, or friends…Nothing?"

"…Well, I have a few hazy memories, but they don't really matter anymore." Her got a little closer to him and leaned against his shoulder, regaining her same calm and cute posture she had when he first met her. "It doesn't matter anymore, Kiba. You're with me, so I'm okay."

Kiba felt angry with himself. His tension had collected some, and that feeling that was there when he was with Myu started to erase itself. "I feel like there is somewhere I need to be, Myu. Like I shouldn't be here…I think I came to Paradise a little too early. It's just too good to be true."

Kiba…

Kiba!

K—Kiba…

Kiba

Kiba froze, several different voices echoed in his head. They all continued to call his name.

Kiba, you got us into this mess…Why are you the only one who's taking a break? It was a rather gruff and deep male voice. It was so familiar, but he couldn't piece the name and face with the voice. It pained him. He couldn't remember them anymore.

I know it's not the greatest, but it's the best you can get here in the city… Another male's voice. Talking about some food that Kiba ate in the city. He couldn't really connect all of the pieces of the jigsaw, and he felt that something that was completely insignificant at the time was very meaningful now.

Kiba, what's Paradise like? It was a young male's voice. He was obviously the youngest of the three males. Kiba knew he knew this one. But no face, and no name. It just slipped away.

Kiba. Kiba. It was the only female voice. Soft and gentle, and even her voice carried the scent of the Lunar Flower. He felt a bond with this girl, like he knew her so well. He protected her and cared for her. He could hear her soft voice calling to him, and remembered her warm embrace. But that was all he had.

"Kiba!" He was awaken from his daze. "Kiba," Myu said in a quieter voice, "Kiba, you scared me…I don't want you to go…" She pouted, draping her arms around his neck. He returned her embrace, hands lightly on her hips. "You lied to me…Didn't you?"

Myu looked a little startled, and looked him in his vivid azure eyes. They were edgy, and it was the same expression as his first meeting with Tsume. Myu's eyes looked apprehensive; he could see a translucent blue escaping from her lachrymal ducts. Tears started to bubble over and make her soothing liquid amethyst eyes look squishy. He didn't like it. He didn't like to see people cry all the time. "Kiba…" She trembled, holding him closer, now sobbing on his shoulder. "I don't want you to go…I've been alone here for so long. My body wasted away in that grass and now I can't return to the friends I once had. I can't return to anywhere else. I—I'll be alone…I don't want you to leave me." Kiba pushed her away, and stood up.

Myu looked up at him with tears streaming down her face, in a heap. "Kiba…I thought you loved me. You promised me that we'd stay here together. You…you promised me."

Kiba said nothing for some time, looking at the wild cat with a certain coldness. "I have somewhere I need to be, Myu." It started to hurt now. That red organ in his chest. It beat strangely, beating faster and out of place. "I'm sorry Myu, but this is a dream. I can't be stuck in a dream forever. I have to find the real Paradise."

Myu sniffled once, but shakily stood up and wiped her tears with the backs of her hands. "I know that," she said softly, "but I really wish you could stay…I wasn't lying about being alone. I'll miss you…But after I while…I'll forget you, and all the time we shared. I won't remember any of it, Kiba." Feeling rather sorry for her, he gently held her in his arms for a moment. "I'm sorry, Myu," he repeated in her ear. "But I can't stay here anymore. I have to get back to the people who need me."

Myu released him and reluctantly nodded. "I know that, Kiba."

Kiba felt like he was being sucked out of a vacuum suddenly. Myu started to fade and be pulled away, as though Kiba were standing on some moving platform, and Myu managed to stay still, standing upright with her head of tawny windblown hair tilted to the left. She slowly started to fade, and Kiba was in blackness, with ovals of past memories.

He could still spot Myu among the ovals, replaying like scenes from a movie. His times with Hige, and Tsume, and Toboe. And Cheza. Sleeping next to her, that sweet smell of the Lunar Flower he so cherish as a pup enveloped her being. He smiled, floating in the darkness as he could see all of those times he had with his friends. He felt like a part of him was being filled up as he started to grow farther and farther away from his subconscious.

His hair started to blow around, like a sudden gust of wind had hit him face first. He shielded his eyes, but it still persisted. He unintentionally let out a small yelp as his ears started to pulse with some sort of ritualistic chanting. Like a long, deep drone, all of the foreign words seemed to fuse into one long sentence. His chest started to pulse like one massive heart, and his head started pounding.

Kiba…It was Cheza….Kiba… She was calling his name. He had to find it, but he couldn't see. "Cheza!" He sceamed, his eyes slowly opening to unfamiliar scenery.

He groaned lightly, his eyes opening again, and several excited and relieved sighs sounded. "Kiba!" He heard his name being called.

"Your friend's spirit has returned…" An old withered man said. "Some food and rest and he shall be fine."

His vision was still blurry. He closed his eyes once again. "I was in a dream…" He started slowly, his voice weak. He felt emaciated and feeble. He couldn't move.

"A dream?" He recognized Toboe's curious voice.

"Yes," He said softly, "A dream…It was just like Paradise…there was flowers, and fields, and a rainbow lake and…"

"And what?" Toboe asked again.

"And a girl…Her name was Myu."

He heard Hige chuckle, "Kiba, you…There're even girls in your dreams?"

Kiba himself let out a slight chuckle. And he closed his eyes again, feeling like he could fall asleep again soundly.

"Don't worry," The old man breathed, "Your friend is just sleeping. His soul is here to stay." He said with a smile.

Kiba…It was a woman's voice. Kiba…Was it Cheza's? No…It was someone else's. Kiba, thank you. I'll remember you…It was Myu. He smiled to himself, and fell into a deep, deep sleep.

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MAH. D: How was that for my final first fic thing? Horrible? Yes, yes, I know, thank you~ :3 Okay, PLEASE review. D: I'll cry if no one does. *tears* Heh. ^ ^lll