"In My Dreams"

Rated T for sexuality and humor (in Soiree's part)

Summary: Takes place in the KOF: 2006 world, Alba is missing a certain butterfly so bad. So Soiree tries to cheer his brother up...by bringing her over here. Can love conquer all?

Pairing: Alba Meira x Luise Meyrink

Disclaimer: I own squat. How about that?

Chapter 1

It had been several months since the turmoil at Southtown and because of the whole Judeim thing a long time ago. Life was slowly getting back to normal, as a certain man with a string of white and red slicked-back hair was looking back at the moon on a full nocturnal midnight.

He did manage a little shut eye after he had written his poem, which would go on to become the biggest statement of the year. His words of passionate rhymes make him a little damp, but it also made him feel utterly hopeless. Something didn't feel right to him at all. He had already saved his brother from those Addes freaks. What could be bothering him all this time?

For Alba Meira, tonight was no different. it was just another worthless lonely evening in which he had to spend without his brother Soiree, his friends...or "her.". Why did he bother asking himself if he existed? Sometimes, he felt dead inside.

Both Noel and Gallagher tried to talk to him, but somehow...Alba just wasn't in the mood all of a sudden.

Our story begins with Alba sitting bored into his home, watching "Two And A Half Men". Alba had no company as his mood became bored as he sat quietly on the couch, gazing off in a uncomfortable daze. At least he was able to let out a laugh when Charlie pulled out his antics on his brother Alan.

Alba was then surprised when Soiree, his brother, walked to his side as Alba was relaxing on the couch. Alba was startled.

"Hey, Alby."

"Aaah! Damn it, Soiree! You know better than to interrupt my sleep!" Alba responded, looking frustrated.

"Sorry, bro." Soiree said as he felt goosebumps from Alba's shouting. "I just wanted to ask if you wanna roll with me, Noel, and Gallagher to the casino so we can blow a little bit of the cash I won from the last tournament I fought."

"I don't remember you fighting in some 'tournament'." Alba explained to his brother as he then put his red sunglasses away.

"I don't know...maybe I was just too drunk to remember." Soiree said, displaying a little joke to him. Somehow, Alba didn't think it was funny. "So you in?"

"Go without me, man. I'm just not in the mood to hang out." Alba said as he went back to sleep.

"Are you sure you're okay? You haven't been yourself in the last few months...is something bothering you?" Soiree replied, being quite concerned for his big brother.

"Trust me, Soiree...I'm fine. Just go..." Alba responded in a calm fashion.

"Okay..." Soiree said, acting like his own brother had rejected him. "He doesn't look okay to me..." he then thought as he closed the door behind him, leaving Alba in a state of loneliness.

As soon as Soiree left a few moments ago...Alba pulled out something from his back pocket, which happens to be a wallet of some sorts. As he looked around...he pulled out not just a picture of an ordinary human being, but it was a picture...

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...of Luise Meyrink, the woman who met Alba and Soiree in their dreams a long time ago. Alba was left speechless. She was supernaturally beautiful and fragile. Her black eyes was sparkling with such energy...such precision...and such loneliness...that something inside changed Alba. He wasn't just fascinated by her, in due to the spirit that evolved around her, him, and Soiree. But with such unexpected force...Alba Meira...just fell in love with her. It was all that was eating him inside. He missed her so bad. Somehow, that ride together after looking for his brother when he was kidnapped...just wasn't enough with Alba. He just wanted to be with her. And he was hiding his secret from his brother Soiree, Noel, Gallagher, and everyone that Alba knew. And it was such a beautiful picture that Alba chose this only object to remember her.

"I wish I was never this lonely..." Alba said as he sighed and put the picture away. Somehow, he hoped that a good night's sleep would help him out very clearly. The truth is...would it help him out just long enough to be with her someday? He just had to dream for it...

Coming up, I will focus on Luise's side of the story! Read and review!