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"Talking"

'Thinking'

English

KHR World

"Where am I?" I asked myself, walking along the streets. I looked down at my hands, seeing that they were normal. Everything about me was normal, even my clothes, but there was something off, and it wasn't me. The dream… felt too real.

'Wait a minute, I'm blind. How come I can see again?!'

"Um… are you lost?"

I turned around to see a male with brown spiky hair like sonic and matching light brown eyes. There was something about him that didn't sit too well with me. It was like… he wasn't from my dreams. He, like everything else, felt too real.

I quickly switched my tongue to Japanese. "Who are you?" I asked, looking at him suspiciously. It was the only real thing to do: ask questions and figure out what was going on.

"My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi," he said, scratching his cheek. It was then that I noticed the cut on his cheek. I stopped his hand, not wanting the wound to become more hurt or infected. "U-Um…"

"My name is Kirochima Silver," I said, examining the wound. "How did you get a cut on your cheek? Did you trip and land on your face?"

"I-It's nothing Kirochima-san," Tsunayoshi said, shaking his head. I frowned, not believing the younger boy. I knew bullying when I saw it. I mean, I was a victim of it and so was Cindy. If she couldn't hide it from me, this one couldn't either.

"Silver. Don't call me Kirochima, I don't like it," I said, pulling away from Tsunayoshi. "Second of all, don't lie to me. You don't seem to go up to people for help too much. I don't like helping many people either, but I hate bullying. That wound's from a tree branch. I can see leftover bark."

"It's fine though… I always get bullied. Everyone picks on me because I'm Dame-Tsuna. I'm okay with it. I'm okay-"

"No you're not," I interrupted, staring into his eyes. I could see pain that matched my own, sorrow like my own, wanting to have a place to belong, wanting a person to trust. "Sawada-kun, you're not okay. I can see it. You want to have someone to trust."

I held out my hand. I understood what was happening. I was dreaming about having a person to trust other than Cindy. I was dreaming about the character from KHR whom I understood very well because he was like me.

"Trust me then. I'll be back everyday for you."

He didn't hesitate to take my hand, and I didn't hesitate to grip onto it tightly before I disappeared.

I woke up, placing my hand on my head. Small pants escaped my lips as I thought about my dream, the touch of Tsunayoshi's hand lingering on my hand. I looked at my palm shakily, wondering why it felt like I really did hold Tsunayoshi's hand.

"What was that… A dream? Or reality?" I questioned myself before placing my hand down. It was summer break, so there was no need to go to school anymore. "And… I'm blind again, sadly. It must be a dream then. Yeah… that's makes sense. I'm blind in reality and can see in my dreams."

Even as I reassured myself about what happened, my heart was telling me the exact opposite. The dream just felt too real, and I wondered if it was my psychic powers going out of control. I was too powerful for my own good probably.

I sighed as I got out of bed, ready to just let the day go by so I could go to sleep once again and find out more about what happened.

The pieces I had came together in my mind, giving me one reason why what was happening, was happening.

"That Shinigami gave us those marks… is that the reason why I saw Tsunayoshi in my dreams… or rather, in reality?"

~ Cindy's P.O.V ~

"Huh… this is a weird dream," I said to myself, raising an eyebrow as I looked around the very messy apartment. It certainly didn't look like mine, I could say that much. In fact, it looked nothing like the house I lived in.

'I feel like I've seen this place before… It has something familiar about it. I can't help but be drawn in and look around more,' I thought, walking around. At one point, I tried to open a door, but my hand went right through, making me pull back in shock.

"W-What…?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

I turned around to see a very familiar looking male with silver coloured, octopus-like hair and green eyes. He was slightly shorter than me, but that was to be expected. I was 15 while the male in front of me looked about 11 or 12.

'This guy… he's Gokudera Hayato from KHR! I don't believe it! Why am I dreaming about him…? I don't even like him that much… I like Takeshi better…'

"It's kinda rude to ask for my name when you haven't given your own," I commented, crossing my arms as I looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. I didn't like glaring.

"You're in my apartment!" Hayato argued, clearly pissed off. I didn't answer, simply tapping my foot impatiently, waiting for his answer. In the end, I won and Hayato gave in. "Fine! My name is Gokudera Hayato! Now give me yours!"

"My name is Shizaki Cindy," I introduced, smiling at the boy as I gave a small curtsy. Silver had always told me to quit acting like a prim and proper princess because it didn't match my personality, but I thought it was fun. "Nice to meet you."

"It's not nice to meet you. Why are you in my apartment?" Hayato growled, making me sigh at his attitude. I walked over and flicked him in the forehead, surprised that I actually hit him and earned a hiss. "What are you doing?!"

"You need better manners," I said, huffing as I swirled around. "Are all guys like you here? Do you all have trust issues?"

"Trust issues…?"

"Yeah… trust issues," I repeated, looking back at Hayato . It seemed that I had hit something hard because he was looking down at the ground with sad eyes. "I lost my mother and father when I was 5. Ever since, I've been living with my grandparents. They love to travel a lot, so I don't see them much and live alone. People used to use me, so I have trust issues, too."

I gripped Hayato's chin, forcing him to look up at me. A slight blush appeared on his cheeks, making me blush as I realized what I was doing. Dream or not, it was really embarrassing.

"It's okay to be afraid and feel that you can't trust others. I still am like that, but I at least found a friend I could trust first," I told him, pulling away. "You won't be able to go through life without someone to trust. You'll end up trashed in the end."

"What do you-" Hayato stopped as he stared at me. I looked down, seeing my body disappear. "OI! You didn't give me an explanation!"

"I must be waking up," I murmured, giving a small sigh. "I'll be back tomorrow. You better have learned some manners when I come back, octopus head~"

"Who are you calling octopus head?!" Hayato yelled at me. I laughed as I waved goodbye. The last thing I saw was a spark of hope in his eyes before I woke up.

"Ugh… what a weird dream… That was too real too be fake," I said to myself, sitting up in my bed. I looked around my room, seeing that it was normal. "But wait… how come I could touch him and not the doorknob. That's so weird…"

I shook my head, smiling brightly as I thought about Silver's reactions when I told her what had happened. She would definitely be surprised… Or not. Silver tended to not show too much emotion nowadays.

As I walked out the door, something hit my brain, as if giving me a wake up call.

'That dream was too real… just what the heck did that Shinigami do…?'