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Dream Reality Chapter 2 Seeing Stars

My hands hurt. Just like how it would if I had punch somebody.

That confused me greatly and then I remembered. It was a sort of rush, but I remembered that dream. I wanted to talk to somebody about this, but I didn't want to disturb anybody at this time. Tsuna was probably wrapping up his work to get some sleep and everybody else probably retired as well.

I got up to get something to eat. Strangely enough I was slightly less tired, but that'll probably last only for an hour or two. That was enough time to get something to and take a bath. So I crept down the hallways not that I would've made much noise since I was bare footed, but it seemed oddly appropriate at the time.

I raided the fridge for something to eat, there was fruit, meat, and vegetables. What did I want to eat? I wasn't that hungry so I made a fruit salad.

Grapes, strawberries, oranges, plums, pineapples, kiwis, peach, and lemons, then I cut them up and cleaned the mess I made and went to go sit on the patio. It was close to midnight so I would be able to see the stars, so it'll help me relax.

I thought about my dream again. It was odd, because my dream didn't make any sense. I have a guide who spoke in riddles and my hand is slightly swollen from punching him and I know I didn't bump it against anything. So, does that mean I'm going crazy, or does it mean that my dreams really are lining up with reality? If that's the case, then what does that mean and why is that happening.

Before I could even try to find an answer to that I fell asleep.

The next time I woke up, I was in my room with Tsuna hovering over me with a towel on my face.

"Tsuna," my voice was scratchy.

"Ah, Lambo, you're awake," Tsuna said relieved. "You have a fever, you shouldn't have slept outside."

My response was coughing.

"Anyways you should get some more sleep, Shamal said, you shouldn't have gotten sick like that, but I told him that you've been sleeping a lot lately so he decided to put you on vitamins and energy pills."

I gave Tsuna my best 'are you kidding me' look.

Tsuna smiled, "Doctors orders."

If my throat wasn't scratchy I would've made a snarky comment, but I couldn't instead I settled for sleeping instead.

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When I opened my eyes again, I found myself at the club again. This time the club was occupied. I went towards the back to a familiar face or mask in our case. The man smirk, I sighed.

"Seem like you got sick," I rolled my eyes. "Now is not the time for you get ill when things are about to go haywire."

My eyes narrow at the sudden message.

"So how's your hand?"

I rolled my eyes again, "Nice try, but what did you mean about that?" I sat on the stool. "Is my family in danger?"
The man just hmm'ed, "I wouldn't say danger to your family, more like you?"

I was confused, yeah I'm a guardian, but I barely have any power and social standing as embarrassing it is to admit it, but why would I be in any danger. I'm the "weakest link" in the group. You can kill me, but the family wouldn't suffer.

"Is that what you truly think," the man was standing right in front of me. His face was covered, but I could sense annoyance and…hurt? I think.

"What do you mean," I asked noticing that the music in the back ground got quiet. It must be morning.

"That your family wouldn't care that you die, that you play no part in their live," I blanched at that. He read my thoughts. "I wonder what would happen if Tsuna heard you speak like that. He would be so hurt."
I scowled, "How do you know about Tsuna?"

"I know everything and nothing about you, one you say in this world nothing is much of a secret in this place, it's a place of reality, yet fantasy too."

"You're not making any sense," I say reluctantly. It was like my intelligence gets insulted every time I was near him.

The mask man just smiled, "I'm not supposed to make sense."

No, I suppose he didn't. Nothing that been happening so far made any sense.

"So what are you too me?" I challenged.

"I'm anything you want me to be, a friend, a foe, somebody neutral, a help, a dog perhaps," he mused. "This is your world, you do as you please."

I never had anything that I could truly say is mine because really, nobody is truly owned themselves, you're owned in some kind of way. Even your mental state has a hold on you. But that's not really the point.

"So you're anything I want you to be is that so," I said. "Then I want you to be a friend, an ally, I want you to help me, help my family, I don't want you to ever lie to me, and be my guard, train me into being a stronger person," love me, but I could never say that out loud. My heart ached for that.

"If that's what you wish for, then that's what it'll be," the man bowed slightly. "Then Lambo, I'll need you to wake up, you're in danger. Use you lightning to shield you from harm."

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I woke up to find a figure in black standing over me with a knife hovering over my heart. My emotions went into over drive and the lightning spark flew up driving a whole into the ceiling burning the man along with it.

I moved out of bed trying to get away from the burned body that was on my bed.

I couldn't believe what just happened. The man predicted my near death. I almost died. And to think killing was easy, but the question was at what price? I stood wobbly for some reason I couldn't get full use of my legs and I felt somebody pick me up, I didn't know who but their presence was almost comforting, so I didn't mind.

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When I woke up in the morning I realize I didn't go back to the other world like I usually did. I wonder why. I got my answer soon when Tsuna and everybody came in.

They bombarded me with questions, but for some reason one stood out the most, 'Are you okay?'

"Yes, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?"

The room got quiet.

"Lambo do you remember what happened last night," Tsuna asked carefully.

I thought about it long and hard, but I couldn't remember much about what happen except for my dream when the mysterious friend agreed to be my friend. That was all.

"Un, no, all I remember was going to sleep after Tsuna told me I got a fever from sleeping outside, but that was it."

Nobody said anything.

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The man in the mask smiled, "Sorry Lambo, but I had to erase your memories of your first kill, unfortunately you enjoyed it more than you thought you would. But never the less you survived and that's all it matters. I'll protect you no matter what."

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