Author's Note: Hehehe I decided not to make you guys wait TOO long for the next chapter. Enjoy!


Part 8: Dreams and Desires

"What are you doing?" Kyou's quiet voice cut through the deep silence and stirred Yuki from his frozen state of panic.

"Uhh…this isn't…I was really just…" Yuki physically fought to keep himself from jumping up and sprinting away. 'Oh my God. What am I supposed to say, that I'm a stalker and wanted to see what he looked like when he was sleeping? Way to ruin today's progress you've made idiot,' Yuki thought to himself frantically as he struggled to come up with a reply.

"Am I … dreaming again?" Kyou's face was etched with confusion, almost disoriented with sleep. He blinked a couple more times, watching and waiting for Yuki's clarification.

"Yes! You're dreaming! This isn't really happening. I'm…Dream Yuki," Yuki replied quickly, hearing the words escaping from his lips before he had time to process exactly what he was saying. Huge mental smack. 'What the hell am I saying? He's not going to believe that, he's half asleep but he's not brain-dead,' Yuki scolded himself.

"OK," Kyou seemed to accept it and closed his eyes again, relaxing. Yuki felt unsettled. It didn't seem like Kyou to be so gullible, and he had acted as if this was completely normal. He had caught Kyou's use of the word "again"...could this be a common occurrence?

"Do you… see me in your dreams a lot?" Yuki asked almost inaudibly, feeling as though if he talked too loud, he would fully awaken Kyou.

"Don't you know the answer to that? You're the one that comes into my dreams every night. Man, you're almost as slow as the real thing," Kyou snorted impatiently, eyes still shut.

Yuki was glad that Kyou's eyes were still closed, for he couldn't keep the look of surprise off his face. 'Why would he dream about me every night? What could he possibly be dreaming about?' Yuki's mind was whirling.

"So in these dreams of me, what exactly are we doing?" Yuki asked, eager to find out more about these dreams. Kyou opened one eye slowly, and his forehead creased in frustration.

"Is it just me or do dream people's memories really suck? Every dream is the same." Kyou's voice was edged with annoyance. "Since you're always the one to initiate, I would've thought you had the routine down pat by now."

Yuki gulped. 'Routine?' he thought hysterically, anxious yet curious of what he "initiated" in Kyou's dreams. Kyou must've seen the hesitation on Yuki's face, and he sighed, aggravated as hell.

"Look…I'm having enough trouble as it is with the REAL Yuki, I don't need my dreams to be so complicated as well," Kyou snapped. "If you can't remember what you're supposed to do, then I'll show you."

Before Yuki even had time to react, Kyou had already grabbed his hand.

"In my dream, I'd be sleeping when you suddenly appear," Kyou said softly. Yuki felt his mouth grow dry as Kyou scooted closer to Yuki. "Without a word, you lie down beside me, and you smile," Kyou continued, his voice only a gentle whisper. "And then you take my hand…" Kyou's red eyes were gazing intently into Yuki's, and Yuki felt his heart slamming in his chest. The warmth of Kyou's body radiated off of him and spread through Yuki.

"And then…?" Yuki heard his voice crack, and he licked his lips nervously.

Kyou's eyes dipped down temporarily to watch Yuki's tongue dart out to wet his lips. 'Wow this dream feels so real,' Kyou thought to himself before dragging his eyes back up to Yuki's blazing violet ones. The realness of the dream unnerved him, and he grew agitated.

"And then I fall back asleep with you holding my hand, and the dream ends. Is it that hard to remember? Jeez…your stupidity is wearing me out, you're becoming too real. I'm going back to sleep. Dream over." Kyou rolled his eyes at Yuki, exasperated, and proceeded to shut them stubbornly. But he did not let go of Yuki's hand.

Yuki felt like the air whoosh out of him in relief. He had been so anxious about what Kyou's answer would be that he didn't realize he had been holding his breath. Still, he felt a pang of disappointment. 'Did I expect the dream to go any further than that?' Yuki thought, angry at himself for being so naïve…and so dirty-minded. He felt so lost. 'Why do I feel this way? Why was I hoping for more?'

Yuki felt Kyou's grip on his hand ease slightly, and he looked up at Kyou. He was already passed out asleep again. 'He sure falls asleep quick,' Yuki thought to himself, amazed. But he felt the exhaustion wash over him as well, and his eyes threatened to close.

'I really shouldn't fall asleep right here, when Kyou wakes up the next morning he's going to freak out,' Yuki thought to himself tiredly, and started to ease his hand out of Kyou's warm hold, but Kyou held on. There was just no way he could get up.

'I'll just make sure I wake up earlier than Kyou the next morning and hopefully by then he'll have let go,' Yuki thought, feeling somewhat pleased to have come up with a good excuse to stay with Kyou. Finally, fatigue overtook him, and Yuki fell asleep to the rhythm of Kyou's breathing.


What should happen next? Now that ONE day is over... I don't know what else I can make them do! Ideas?