Sweet Dreams

#2 Sweet Dream - Babysitting

Ren is majorly ooc here. xD Ah well, should please all you fluff lovers.


Ren could not believe that he, the great Ren Tao, was being forced to babysit his friends little sister.

It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself, wasn't it? So what if she had fallen asleep? He was pretty sure no one would bother breaking into the old, battered En and kidnap the sleeping girl.

That day, there had been a party at the En, inviting the whole gang to enjoy a day partying together. At around 10 pm, everyone had decided to go spend the rest of the night drinking at a pub nearby.

Of course, Pirika had fallen asleep, and, naturally, could not go. Ren hadn't fallen asleep; he just hadn't wanted to go. He had been fully planning to go home and leave the party, but he'd been stopped by the ever so protective brother to stay and watch over his dear little sister.

Now he just wished he had gone to the pub, too. He could really do with some alcohol now.

He threw the sleeping girl a mean look, willing her to wake up and let him leave the damned house. Didn't that stupid asparagus head see that he had better things to do then babysit his little sister?

"...Ren..."

His ears perked up as he heard someone calling his name... and then realized that there was only Pirika and him in the house, which meant that it must have been Pirika who had called his name.

But when he glared at the sleeping girl with a scowl, he realized that she was still dead to the world, her eyes closed in a deep slumber. However, she had a blissful smile on her face as her mouth moved slightly, forming words that he couldn't understand at all.

Despite it all, Ren found himself staring at her lips, wondering what it would be like to-

'Get a freaking grip, Tao,' he thought darkly, shaking his head as he tried to clear his mind. It was probably the hormones, anyway, and he had to admit, the lack of love life for the past 18 years was really catching up to him. In the form of his friends little sister.

He whipped his heads towards the sleeping ainu again when he heard a soft moan from her. "...Ren..."

What the hell? Was she dreaming about- about him? The chances had to be one in a million, the ainu girl dreaming about him. But somehow, he felt warm inside at the possibility. As silly as it may seem.

And his eyes unconsciously strayed towards her lips again, wondering again. What would it feel like? What would it be like?

He gulped, contemplating on whether to ignore his desires or hurry up and kiss the girl.

It would just be a little kiss, anyway. Who would care if he even wanted to kiss the stupid girl? Besides, she was asleep. She would never notice...

He still felt like a dirty rapist as he stared at her face, thinking such thoughts. She was still a baby! Ok, so she was only an year younger then him, but still. They came from different leagues. Of course they couldn't-

Oh, what the hell was he doing, thinking such stupid things? They were pointless, meaningless, impossible.

And yet he found himself leaning towards her, his face inches away from her. But he chickened out in the end; this was a stupid idea, anyway. Just as he was about to pull away, his face completely flushed, the sleeping Pirika's arms shot out from beneath the towel blanket, and pulled him towards her... and effectively covering her mouth was his.

He froze, trying to register just what was happening now. Because, to be frank, this was much too good to be true.

Of course, Pirika was just having a sweet, sweet dream involving our favorite tongari head and sugar. She was completely oblivious of what she was actually doing in reality, since she was too lost in her own dreamworld where she was kissing Ren, and he was kissing her back so warmly and sweetly...

...Sound familiar?

It was beginning to get hard for Ren to think as her pleasant aroma filled his head, and the only thing he could really think about was how good kissing felt. And to think he'd wasted 18 years without it...

Just as he was beginning to kiss her back more surely, her whole body relaxed as her hold on his neck loosened.

Ren felt slightly disappointed; that had ended way too fast. His mouth was still on hers, but if he kissed her back anymore she could wake up, and then there could be severe misunderstandings and very unpleasant slaps.

...Not that it would have been a MISunderstandment. It was true, as much as he hated to admit, that he had been thinking about kissing her before she had pulled him towards her... But it was still her fault. She pulled him towards her. She kissed him, not him.

Gah. Who was he trying to convince?

Maybe alcohol would help him clear his mind...

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"Ren... you really should stop drinking."

He ignored her, downing another glass of champagne he'd dug up from the cellar of the En. Anna would probably go homicidal on him after seeing the empty cans of beer and the two empty bottle of champagne lying on the floor. But who cared?

The stupid girl had woken up an hour ago, looking very happy and damned too cheerful, while he'd been polishing off all the beer in the fridge.

"And why the hell are you so happy, anyway?" Ren grunted, trying to stop the blush he could feel rising up. Not that it mattered; his face was already red after all the alcohol.

Pirika answered with a blissful smile on her face, which annoyed him to no end. "I had a very, very sweet dream."

Huh. That sounded familiar. Her lips had been very, very sweet... It seemed like a faraway dream, too, in his mind. Everything seem all so fogged up. But the feeling of her soft, sweet lips never left his mind.

And he found himself staring at her lips again, feeling the craziest desire to kiss her again. Just like a few hours ago, just before Pirika had pulled him towards her...

"R-ren...?"

The alcohol had dulled his self-control and ability to think clearly. He was leaning towards her, and Pirika was panicking, feeling a weird sense of deja vu.

And then, before she could stop him, his mouth had descended on hers, hungrily kissing her. What could poor helpless Pirika do but kiss him back? After all, she'd been having the same sweet dream for weeks, truth to be told...

Several minutes passed in silence as the drunk boy and the lovesick girl explored each others mouth.

Panting, Pirika broke away and rested her forehead on his. "This isn't just a sweet dream, is it?"

"No, I don't think it is." He replied back, feeling not drunk from alcohol but from Pirika, and covered her mouth with his again.

"...Not just a sweet dream." she murmured softly into his lip, and gave a contented sigh as she continued her sweet not-quite dream.


Next: #3 One Step Before Reaching You. I've written it on my lj... Not posting it immediately though. Shall wait for a few reviews. (winknudgewink)