Vald's ride back with his professor wasn't as awkward as he thought it would be. There were long periods of silence, but strangely they weren't awkward. Something about them felt comfortable, as if they didn't need to be filled. Havi pulled over to let Vald out and they stayed parked until Vald was inside. It made the brunette feel like a child again, but part of him felt good knowing that the man cared about him enough.

Inside made Vald remember that he was alone. Maybe Liz's suggestion to eat with them wasn't so bad.

He saw his answering machine blinking and he pressed the button to let the message play.

"Hey, Vald! It's Liz! Message me when you get home, okay? I… I really want to talk to you. Please? Please message me."

Vald was shocked by the emotion in Liz's message. Last thing he knew she still had a crush on Trevor, but did that change? Either way, he should message her and not be a total jerk.

[Hey, Liz. Got your message. What's wrong?]

The sun was still bright out as Vald set his phone down and fell backwards onto his bed. He was exhausted. Professor Havi's dream catcher was doing wonders for his sleep, but being awake still drained him to a huge extent. He wanted it to stop but didn't know what to do about it. Seeing a psychologist or a hypnotist was out of the question. He wasn't crazy, just exhausted.

As he stared up at the gift he heard his phone chime, notifying him of receiving a message. "Probably from Liz," he thought aloud. "Why is she suddenly fixating on me? She knows that I like… him. Ugh, this is too tiring right now."

He closed his eyes and fell asleep easily.

Vald dreamed that he was lying on stone. It was uncomfortable, but something told him he needed to lie there patiently. An intense pain in his chest burst out of nowhere and he instinctively sat up and clutched at the spot the pain originated from. "My… my chest…" he murmured. It was so intense his eyes watered automatically.

"Hey, don't sympathize with the pain," a familiar voice told him. Vald continued to breathe heavily with his eyes closed obediently. "Vald. It's over."

Vald opened his eyes and knew he was crying. The person in front of him was fuzzy which he attributed to the tears. He couldn't remember tears being this big of an interference before. Everything was also dark and hard to make out. He wished he could tell who it was with him.

The man, Vald could tell that much by his voice despite the long hair the blurry person appeared to have, leaned forward and lifted Vald's face up into a kiss. He closed his eyes again and the man leaned forward to deepen the kiss.

It felt so good the brunette didn't care that he was a man. What bothered him was that apparently someone else in the room.

"There you go again," the third voice squeaked. This startled Vald. The person's voice was high-pitched and squeaky but sounded vaguely like Oliver.

Part of Vald wanted to open his eyes and find out if it was the boy, but that part was quickly overpowered when the man kissing him got up onto the stone with him.

The squeaky voice spoke again but this time it was harder to make out. Something about "magic" and "put hands all over him".

"Shut up, Bunny," the man above Vald growled.

But wait… Bunny was Liz's nickname. Was it Liz with the squeaky voice? It was so frustrating not knowing. Was it Oliver, but the man just couldn't tell them apart?

The questions were drowned out when the man laid on top of him. Oh gawd. Vald's eyes fluttered open a fraction but everything was still too dark to make out. He knew the man above him was beautiful and he instinctively reached up to him.

[Mature warning starting now. If you don't want to read then skip to the next message in brackets.]

He was rewarded with a kiss to his neck. Oh GAWD! How did a mere kiss make him go this wild? His shirt had opened and the man above him kissed his way down Vald's torso. His lips got lower and lower until he had to pull Vald's pants down to continue.

OH GAWD! OH GAWD! The man's lips were on his twitching erection. It embarrassed him to be this turned on already. Why was his body so sensitive? Was it because he was a virgin?

The man's lips kissed down the shaft of his embarrassment softly, pausing on his tip and then continuing down the other side. Once he reached the base his lips returned to Vald's tip and sucked.

Okay, so I'm sorry it took me so long to submit this. I kept editing this and then going over it again and again but not being satisfied with it. In the end I decided to submit it anyway. Otherwise I'll end up postponing this fic into oblivion and I really don't want to do that. So sorry, I guess, if it sounds weird.

The dream is based on the premise that Demon Vald can affect Human Vald's dreams. I know it's not really canon, but I wanted a sex scene for some reason and could only think of this one in the manga. I'll probably eventually stop taking stuff directly from the manga, but whatever.

This is TO BE CONTINUED, so basically I'll conclude it with a second chapter from Vald's perspective.