Strange Dreams

Strange Thoughts

Stange Voices

Everything felt so fuzzy and dark until I opened my eyes. A sudden gust of wind pushed me into the smothering darkness until a small light flickered up ahead. It felt so odd. It was like I was floating in or maybe falling at such a slow pace I could barely notice. I tried to open my mouth but nothing came out. I stifled a gasp when the light grew so bright it almost blinded me. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for whatever was coming next. Air wisped through my hair as a strangely familiar smell of flowers and earth clashed against my senses.

Open your eyes….

I opened my eyes in shock when I heard the voice. It was so familiar…yet I don't think I ever heard it before. It was so haunting and soft. Like someone I knew…

Look around you, please…

I silently obeyed, listening to the angelic voice. I did't know what else I to do anyway.

I was at what seemed to be a forgotten road. It was so barren and sandy with the few exceptions of what seemed to be rare flowers in the almost desert like place. The sky was clear and vibrant, letting the sun's rays envelop me in soothing warmth. It felt…so strangely familiar. It was so nice to be here. Yet…so sad.

It was bittersweet.

A figure in the distance caught my attention. She wore a long elegant kimono that dragged onto the sand to make a distinct trail behind her. It looked so beautiful and detailed; I couldn't help but stare with envy. It was a soft but bright lavender with silver and white designs on it. On each of the sleeves were different majestic faces of dragons that wrapped around and intertwined with the rest of the kimono. The bow wrapping around her waist to keep the kimono together looked like it was made of delicate see through silk or a big ribbon that trailed to the ground after her. It looked almost like a princess' outfit. So perfect and beautiful yet not over done like a puffy prom dress.

A shiny glint caught my eye and I noticed what seemed like a delicate crystal crown adorned on the figure's dark head. She looked to be around 15, 16, or 17. She couldn't be any older than that. She looked so fragile, delicate, and petite. She was so pale, standing out against the barren and tanned land around her. She stopped for a moment and I felt my breath catch in my throat.

Did she see me? Could she?

Her long black hair fell close to her knees, mingling with the soft breeze as she should still. Her hair fell around her like black ribbons made of silk. She was just so beautiful. The girl turned around to face me very briefly and I felt a cold, piercing chill run down my spine.

I…

I couldn't see her face.

It was blurred but I couldn't help but still get the feeling that she was beautiful.

The ground suddenly shifted beneath me. I felt my stomach lurch forward and my head spin but then it stopped as suddenly as it started. I opened my eyes to find I was still on the road but only several more feet away from I have been. Something caught my eye.

Oh...

Dark hair…?

A man…

I felt my body freeze and go impossibly rigid. Confused, I tried to move but I was rooted to the spot. Out of nowhere, I felt an overwhelming flood of emotions pass through me. I felt relieved, joy, sadness…

..love.

Love?

How...how did I know?

Is...is this what it really feels like?

My mouth opened and uttered a word I could quite comprehend. The word fell like a heavy bullet, breaking my stupor. It was a name. A name that sent my heart reeling into backward tumbles and breathless as I felt my knees go weak under me.

I felt my eyes focus on the man, drinking in his appearance with doubt like if I blinked he would suddenly disappear and I would be alone in this endless road...again.

Again? Where did that come from?

He was taller than me and I could tell that he was fairly built and somewhat tanned. His dark satin locks fell like a black ribbons cascading to his elbows like a midnight waterfall. I noticed that he wore large circular earrings and a cloak that swept at his feet. His aura seemed to radiate defiance and strength that I couldn't but admire. He just looked mysterious in an alluring but a dangerous way also.

He turned his head like he was looking for someone and caught my eyes. My breath went dead in my throat. Was he real?

I felt hope flutter weakly in my stomach like it was afraid to be let down again. His arms were stretched out towards me and he finally walked closed enough for me to see his face.

The same coldness swept through me like I had been shocked and slapped rudely in the face for no reason..

His face...I couldn't see it either.

What's going on?!

His mouth opened and formed a name that didn't reach my ears.

"....I'm back." His voice...

It melted my insides and begged me to jump into his arms as my heart began to ache and throb. I looked up at his face sadly and studied it even though I couldn't exactly see it. I felt so...

I couldn't explain it.

Happy?

Sad?

Longing...?

"Please be real." I felt my mouth open and form the words against my will. As soon as they left my mouth, I realized that it wasn't my voice but the girl's voice I heard earlier. The one that bought me here. I wanted to turn my head to look around but I couldn't move. I tried to open my mouth and call out to the voice but it failed also.

I couldn't control my actions.

I should be panicking by now I guess. But something told me not to. Like it was okay.

"I'm real of course. Can't you see me?" His husky, teasing voice bought my attention back to him. His voice bought shivers down my spine and melted my insides into a pile of choclate goo. All i could feel now was a strange tingling sensation and something else I Don't know.

Something warm fell on my face and I had thought it was raining but when the liquid seep in my mouth did I realize that it wasn't the rain. It was my tears.

I was crying.

My feet started to move. Slowly one in front of the other but then they suddenly shot forward, racing towards the man I felt so strangely pulled by. I closed my eyes and sobbed into his hard chest. His warm arms embraced me softly, cloaking me in the warmth I needed. He started to whisper some things in my ear and it calmed me down. I felt so happy to finally feel him on my finger tips. To know that he was actually here...in my arms again.

I opened my eyes and smiled up at him. I breathed in his soft smell and clung onto it desperately. I didn't want to forget it.

It was... jupiner with a deep masculine scent of monkshead mixed with a hint of sweet pears that balanced the overpowering monkshead out nicely.

Monkshead...doesn't that flower mean danger is near?

He looked back down at me and I froze. I couldn't see his expression but... It felt like he was looking at me with so much love...I didn't know how to react. My heart thudded loudly in my ears as my breathing grew soft. I listened closely and I could hear his soft heartbeat doing the same as we inched closer.

"I missed you so much." He whispered, his voice aching like his heart.

"And I didn't?" I breathed softly and yet again, it wasn't my voice.

My eyes grew heavy as his sweet breath tickled my face.

"I love you." I said genuinely and immediately felt shocked after it left my mouth.

Who was this guy? And why...Am I feeling all of this?

"Yes..." His soft voice broke into my thoughts. "I love you too...." I inched forward and waited for the name and for the moment our lips would crash against each other again.

Again?

His lips formed the word but then it felt like a hand had reached in and yanked me out of his arms throwing me into tumbles and rolls on the hot sand. I moaned and slowly sat up, rubbing my scorched face.

Wait...My eyes fluttered open. I can move myself again. I looked up and spotted the young man I was standing in front earlier 5 feet away from me. But this time...the girl was in his arms.

"So...It wasn't me standing there? It was her?" I asked knowing well that no one will answer anyway. "That...answered everything then." But I kept on looking at them with longing.

With unbearable sadness about something.

With regret.

With so much of everything that I couldn't explain. I didn't even know what was happening, how could I even explain all of this?

Their lips finally met and it looked like they were perfect for each other. I sighed and smiled softly.

"How nice..." My eyes saddened. If only I had someone...I quickly dismissed the thought.

They parted and embraced each other tightly as if the world was going to crack open and snatch each other far away where they can't be together anymore.

Now I think about it, it did look odd. How they looked so sad even though they're together now.

They were afraid.

But of what?

The sand under me started to move again and I looked down in surprise.

"N-Nani?!" I exclaimed, kicking at the sand to stand up but only to end up falling on my bottom. I looked back at them and my eyes widened in shock.

They were standing in a sinking hole that was sucking in all the sand around them like a whirlpool. They were getting shorter and shorter.

"Hey!" I yelled as loud as I could.

They didn't hear. I tried to stand up and felt my feet get pulled down even more into the sand.

"Iie!" I panicked, struggling as I tried to dig my arms into the sand, crawling away from the hole with my legs still stuck under the massive yellow sea.

It's alright. Don't worry.

The voice was so loud...so clear...so real and comforting... It was her again!

I looked around but still couldn't find her.

Over here.

I looked back to see the elegantly adorned girl, extending her pale arm towards me. The man stood there, frozen, with his arms wrapped around her exactly like the last time I looked at them. It was like time had froze and she and I were the only ones awake.

Trust me.

She smiled, her hand awaiting mines. I stared at her, debating whether or not to trust her.

She is the one that bought me here...and if she wanted to hurt me she would've done so before.

I'll answer all of your questions if you want.

My eyes shot up to her face, searching for her own but only to fail again.

I do want to know what's going on...

Hinata?

"H-How do you know my name?" The stutter returned to my voice as my heart leapt uneasily into my stomach. The sand started to pull me down even more and thats when I finally noticed that I was only up to my waist now. She was already up to her mid thighs.

It's okay.

She repeated again and this time I couldn't deny her mesmerizing voice anymore. I stopped fighting and slid down to her and getting closer to the dark mouth, its endless pit looking even more frightening.

Right when I thought I was going to fall in it, I felt her hand grab mines.

It sent shivers through my body. Her hand...it was so cold yet so warm and it felt so odd...like the flutter of a butterfly's wings on my hand. A strrange bruning sensation exploeded from our touch yet it didn't hurt me. I looked up just to see her smile in time before the sand washed over my face, eating all the air my lungs were clinging onto desperately. And when i though this was it, a light flashed and my body glowed tingling from the touch that the foreign hand in mines were making.

"Who..."

My vision went black.

Amaya watched the little nin sleep in silence, her delicate brows kniited together in deep thought. Asami's wandering eyes landed on the older twin. The dim light filtered weakly through the dark curtains and blinds so it left the room dark with light shadows.

Asami quietly floated over, not waiting to awake the sleeping boys laying randomly all over the room.

"Amaya?" Asami smiled coyly as she jumped to the right side of her sister then reappearing at her left again. Amaya's glassy eyes cleared up as she blinked, waking up from her thoughts.

"What is it?" Asami asked quietly, now noticing how troubled she looked. "You don't look right." Asami follwed her sister's gaze and her teal colored eyes landed on the petite hime in deep slumber.

Her dark locks sprwled out around her form like a fan, turning into a midnight waterfall. A small speck of light hit a few strands of hair and the most beautiful colors reflected off like an etheral rainbow threaded into the dark locks. Her snow white skin almost gave her the dead appearence if it wasn't for the lovely rose blush adorned on her flawless cheeks. Her graceful brows were pulled down as a tight frown grabbed hold of the the small yet daint and plump lips.

Her lips quivered as her smalled hands gripped the maghony sheets around her, contrasting sharply against her creamy skin.

"Hinata look like shes having a bad dream. That's all." Asami said unsurely as she crept closer to the girl, studying her intensely this time. "..."

Asami's face contorted into a conflicted one. It feels like a strange pull to Hinata. Is it because she's my master or something else? Why...But why...why does she look so familair. I can't remeber from where though. It's like something is blocking my head from remebering...

"You feel it too huh?" Amaya whispered. Asami jumped, whipping her head around to met the steel amber gaze.

"F-Feel what?" Asami stuttered, the serious look on her twin frightened her. "Why do you look so serious Amaya? I've never seen you this serious before. I-I mean you're always like a military granny with her bloomers in a bunchers but not like this." Asami rambled on nervously, laughing jitterly.

"Why are you so nervous?" Amaya bit back, narrowing her eyes at the confused girl. Asami sanpped out of her stupor and glared back at the girl. She vanished and instantly reappeared in front of the teal haired warrior.

"What is wrong with you!" Asami hissed, grabbing the front of Amaya's kimono with her fist.

"Nothing!" Amaya snapped then faltered, glancing back at the kuniochi. Asami followed her gaze warily then curiously turned back at her sister.

"Then," Asami started softly with a rasied brow. "What is wrong with Hinata?" She reworded the question carefully this time. Amaya's amber eyes finally met her teal orbs. Their eyes glowed haunting in the dark room.

"Doesn't...doesn't she feel like..hime? Not look like...but feel like." Asami's eyes widened.

"W-well whats wrong with that?" The quivering breath froze in the amber haired girl's tanned throat. Asami let go of Amaya and let her arm drop to her side. "What is wrong with that?"

Amaya stayed silent for 5 more minutes and they just stood like that for another 10 minutes. One stared at the floor with fear, yet couldn't understand why it was there, at the floor 3 feet away while the other one stared in deep thought at the window.

"I..I can't remember but it feel...it feels so horrible." Amaya whispered, her voice breaking and barely audible. Asami pulled at the hem of her kimono nervously, "Well what if it's nothing? She died Amaya. Theres no way she...she could've been reincarnated." Asami swalloed down the hard lump in her throat as she tried to ignore the hot senstaion in her eyes at the thought of her hime.

"Something bad will happen, Asami. It'll relate to Hinata and it relates somehow to us and our damned past!" Amaya cursed. "I can't let anything like our past happen again!"

Asami's eyes fell.

"I know. I can't either."

Memo-chan:

Hime: princess

Monksheads are actually really pretty. They kind of look like withered purple bells.^^

I never smelled monksheads thought but it seems to fit nicely. Oh and I heard this was poisonous too...*wink and grins*

I apologize for the long update but boy was i busy!!!!

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can't wait until i show you guys the next chap!