Lucidity

Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of MAZICA PARTY.

Pairing: Pre-slash Kezuru x Cratch.

Summary:

Wizards share dreams hinting at future events. Cratch cracks how to use this talent for less scholarly ends.

He had a normal dream. That hadn't happened at all since his magic manifested. Every dream was a premonition. Some hint at a Mazin who Kezuru had to tame and capture, more often than not the day he awoke.

He stresses "normal" despite the scene making him rush for the bathroom sink and a splash of cold water to cleanse the thoughts from his head.

There were no spirit monsters in this dream, but the location it was set was the familiar canyon Kezuru first glimpsed Balnya, Phoeniburn, Akatorishiro, and Acrobatta.

Wizards supposedly dreamed the same dreams, a phenomenon which had Kezuru concerned. If convention held, his best friend Cratch saw what he saw last night.

When Kezuru catches up to Cratch on the way to school, he converses around it. Given his high-strung temperament, him stumbling over unrelated topics doesn't come off as unnatural.

Cratch could be impudently direct or cheekily tight-lipped. Whichever humoured him most.

"You sketch your dreams, right? Before going to bed tonight, take one out and keep repeating to yourself you're dreaming, Ke-zuru. Hm-hm-hm!"

Kezuru isn't sure why, but follows his friend's lead. That night, he entered another dream, and like the previous night, Cratch was there.

"Surprised? I looked up the information online."

"Information on what?"

"Lucid dreaming! If you know you're dreaming, you can control stuff inside the dream!"

"Re-re-re-really? That's Cratch for ya! Always on top of things!"

Cratch smiled crookedly. "You got my present yesterday, Kezuru?"

So the kiss with his best friend wasn't a symptom of his wandering mind? His best friend arranged it through the lucid dreaming techniques he researched and his magic?

"Yo, why would you do something like that, Cratch?"

"The question is why wouldn't I? For example…"

Just like that, Kezuru's wizard attire vanished and he was in a puppy suit. Poof! Gone!

"CRATCH! Quit it!" Kezuru stomped his doggy feet. He tried not thinking of a comeback, yet his subconscious latched onto an idea and put Cratch in a swimsuit.

"Hm-hm-hm! Kezuru, I feel you're having as much fun with this as I am!"

"We really shouldn't –"

"What? Misuse this little discovery? It's so inconvenient, finding a moment to make my move on you with Balnya, Fuclock, and Wanisuke around! This way, I can do whatever I want with you. Whatever. I. Want."

Not even hiding. Cratch climbed into Kezuru's dream like he owned the place. Like he owned Kezuru!

The next second, Kezuru was in his robes again, Cratch's mouth attached to his, and the white sections of Cratch's hair magically activated and arrowed up like devil horns.

Although he didn't protest Cratch kissing him, Kezuru's id autopiloted the dream again.

Cratch farted. Then, he couldn't stop farting. "Ke-Kezuru! Take it back!"

Mazica Academy assigned harsh punishments. This particularly embarrassing punishment was reserved for students who intentionally or unintentionally revealed their identities as wizards to regular humans.

After its caster undid the curse, Cratch was reasonably very upset. "Kezuru! I can't believe you'd turn me into a permanent farter!"

"You started it! You kissed me out of nowhere!"

Grumbling, Cratch produced a blank Mazica from his Mazica Book. The array on the card snapshotted Kezuru's image, and Cratch pressed the button on the end of his Mazica Gear to switch on his wand.

"Cratch…What are you doing with that?"

3, 2, 1! Scratch!

Dance music played over Cratch scratching the card face off, each swipe of the pen scratching the outer layer of Kezuru's clothes off!

MAZICAIFOR!

"GOOOO!" Cratch yelled, and a psychedelic fire blast flared out of his spellbook to strike Kezuru, leaving him clinging to scraps of fabric.

"SE-SE-SE-SERIOUSLY?"

Now even, a tickled Cratch teleported his robe over Kezuru, then pulled him in by the shoulder for another kiss, on the cheek this time.

"Uh huh! Flawless victory!"