This was a piece of orginial writing which I adapted in order to turn it into a fic when I saw how easily it could be done (it might be a bit off because of this). Still working on the original, I'm not sure if it'll ever be finished.
Warnings: shounen ai (2+1), first person (Duo to Heero), written in the aftermath of having read A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing.

No Epiphanies
by M.E. (Magnificent Entity)

Epiphany #2: Subconscious Message

It really started with the dreams, I think, though I'm not positive. Simple dreams about me... and sometimes you.

When you started showing up in my dreams, I wasn't all that surprised. You were my best friend, of course you would be in my dreams; pure and simple logic. So I went about my daily business, mostly ignoring the dreams, remembering them only when they were especially interesting. Occasionally, when it suited me, I would tell you and the others about them. Sometimes I would just tell you.

But then the dreams changed, and they took on a new aspect, one I hadn't seen before. In the new aspect you played a new role, one opposite of your nature. Or maybe I was in the new role, I really can't recall it all now, it was ages ago... wait, I remember. It was me.

At first I thought it just another one of those weird things that happen in dreams on a regular basis. Like in the poem, "i dreamt my brother was a cat but he was not a cat and he was the wrong cat." You can be anything and everything, and at the same time you're not. So I really didn't pay attention to the change.

Eventually, I began to realize that there might actually be some purpose, some design behind the change. Maybe this realization began when you started interacting with the changed-me in my dreams, when our dream-fates somehow became intertwined.

It has been said that dreams are actually your brain's attempt at processing all the information it has acquired throughout the day. Others say that they are actually predictions of the future, citing deja vu as an example. Finally, there are still others who have a theory that dreams are messages from your subconscious to your conscious. Keeping all of this in mind, I considered the dreams. At last, I came to the following conclusions:

My brain was trying to store information on how I felt towards you. The dreams were a prediction of what my future relationship with you would be like. They were messages from my subconscious pointing out feelings that I was hiding from myself.