"What are you doing?! Let me go!"
"It's too late, sweetheart~"
"Kid! Wake up! Please, wake up!"
"T-tsubaki?" Kid asked, breaking away from the kiss. She gave him a confused stare, "I'm right here." "But I thought I heard you yelling at me to wake up," he said. Kid swore that he saw anger flash in Tsubaki's eyes, for a moment, when she said, "It doesn't matter, you have me, now."
She pulled him into another kiss, but this time he didn't hesitate to return it.
What am I doing?!
Kid pulled Tsubaki closer to him, deepening the kiss. Obviously, he was not going to be listening to his voice of reason.
"Kid! Help me-AH!"
"Shut up, you stupid weapon."
"Ok, I definently heard it that time," Kid said, reluctantly, breaking away again. "Heard what?" Tsubaki asked. "Your voice. It was asking me for help . . .then was cut off by this other voice and you sounded like you were in pain," he explained. "It was just your imagination," Tsubaki said, giving him that adorable smile of hers.
"Heh . . .yeah, it probably was," Kid said, chuckling. He looked at Tsubaki, giving her a smirk, "Now, where were we?"
"Kid, if you don't wake up . . .then-then . . . Black Star will mess up the DWMA's symmetry, again!"
Kid's eyes immediately snapped open, when he heard this. He glanced around the room, from where he was laying, and saw that he was in his . . .living room?
'When did I get here? Wasn't I just-'
Kid's thoughts were interrupted, when Tsubaki came into the room, with Liz and Patti. They were chatting about something, when Tsubaki noticed Kid. "Oh, we're sorry if we woke you up," she said. Kid sat up from where he had been laying on the couch, "No, you didn't wake me up."
"Uh, come one Patti, we've got that thing we gotta do, remember?" Liz hissed at her sister. "What thing-" Patti started to ask, when Liz dragged her out of the living room.
Kid chuckled at the sisters, but stopped short, when he felt a bursting pain in his head. "Ow," he muttered, placing his hand on his forehead. "Kid, are you ok?" Tsubaki asked, walking over to him.
"I'm fine . . .I just got this weird headache," he said, rubbing his forehead.
"Well, it'll pass soon enough, sweetheart," Tsubaki said and was about to touch his hand with hers, when he suddenly smacked her hand away.
"…..What…..did…you say?" Kid asked, hesitantly. "That . . .it'll just pass soon enough, sweetheart?" Tsubaki said, confused.
Now it all makes sense . . .
"Tsubaki, do you love me?" Kid asked.
"Of course I do!"she said.
Kid chuckled, "I thought you'd say that . . .but I'm sorry to say . . .that isn't true."
"Wha-"
"Because you aren't real. This whole thing is just my imagination."
Kid's eyes jolted open and he knew, that this time, this world was real. He was lying on his back, looking up at a dark gray ceiling. He sat up and realized how sore he was.
'How long have I been lying there?'
Kid stood up and stretched a little, surveying his situation. He was still trying to figure out what that whole dream, before was. For now, he'd just try and figure out where he was.
He was in a single room, that only had one door in it. There were no windows, but it was pretty bright in the room, somehow. Kid looked behind himself and his eyes widened at what he saw.
There was Tsubaki, the real one, lying on the ground. He could see a few cuts on her, but they were all small. He ran over to her and crouched down beside her. He could now see that she was unconscious.
'Tsubaki . . .what is going on? I thought this was supposed to be a simple mission. Not one that would put you in danger.'