Heh, sorry but I lied again... well, not intentionally anyway. I hadn't read over my story in a really long while, and I seriously thought this chapter was the really exciting one.... But it's not. It's just a really short one, so I'm going to put this one up and then post the next one right after it!!!! Sorry again ^_^!
6. Reality~
It took Kinou a few minutes to recover from her shock. Marik had just hit on her. Sure, she had always fantasized about it; she was so in love with evil characters, but something had frightened her. What if he tried to do something else? Well, at least she knew how to drive him off somewhat. It looked like his evil side had just emerged and almost completely taken over him before he walked out; what if that happened the next time she retaliated? What would Yami Marik do to her?
She stood up and sat on her bed, her head in her hands.
God, what a weird dream this is, she thought.
But what if it isn't? said another voice. In all my other dreams, no one has insisted this much that it's not a dream, and if I really want to wake up, I can make myself wake up; I've done it before... maybe I should try it before I go crazy.
Kinou closed her eyes and sat for a moment, trying to remember how she had gotten herself up in the past. I remember thinking that I didn't want to see something happen, and saying that I was going to wake up to avoid it... Kinou tried to think of something foreboding to her. Duh, she thought, hitting herself in the head. Marik and the whole new attitude he just showed me; now that's something pretty scary. I really don't want anything to happen, so I'm going to wake up to avoid it.
She opened her eyes and looked around the room; nothing was disappearing, moving, or changing at all. She tried thinking of other things that were frightening to her: she thought of the Rare Hunters, the fact that she could be gone for years without anyone noticing, not wanting to see what Yami Marik would do if he took over Marik completely, but each to no avail. She started to pace, becoming panicked again, trying over and over again to wake herself up. She even tried pinching her arm, which had failed in all of her dreams, yet it seemed to be popular in waking other people up, but that didn't work either. After nearly twenty minutes, she sat down heavily on her bed. She closed her eyes and made one last effort to wake herself and thought of the fact that this could not be a dream: the scariest thought she could summon. She opened her eyes slowly to see the room that refused to disappear, and cried herself to sleep.
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