Fleeting Moments
By Dan'yu
Drabble #36: Dreams
She had always thought that dreams were futile things, fantasies of the hopeless fools who still believed in fairytale endings and childhood delusions. Dreams were nothing but painful longings in the heart of a Jyuunishi. Dreams were intangible, ungraspable illusions one could never touch, never hold on to until the end. Her only dream nowadays were those she dared to indulge with in those few precious, stolen moments she could spend in Haru's arms, abandoning the mortal realm in exchange for the dreamscape those nights she could stay by her lover's side, and dare to dream.
She never had any illusions of those dreams coming true.
But the moment Haru turned the key in the lock, letting the front door swing open to reveal the tastefully decorated apartment, she suddenly believed in dreams coming true. He stepped inside the shadowed room, and held out his hand, guiding her into their first home together.
"Okaeri," he whispered in her ear, and the lines between dreams and reality forever blurred before her eyes.
Welcome home…