It's been a really really really really really long time since I've posted anything(there's a lot more reallys in there but I didn't bother since it takes space). I finally found the time and motivation to write the next chapter. PS The plot in this chapter is pretty confusing so if you don't get it, read it again, SLOWLY.

It had been more than a week since we kissed, and he's been acting like it never

happened. It was driving me crazy, so I tried to not to think about it. I was feeling

really tired today but I didn't even know why. In fact, there was a big

blank in my memory as to what happened today. I was really glad that another

night-long marathon of Love Generation was going to air tonight. I have grown quite

fond of human drama shows because I find the demonworld logic that a male can

purchase a female's love by being the suitor with the most number of decapitated

heads to be quite insulting. 'Human courtship rituals are the very entertaining to

watch." The marathon ended at around 2am, but I didn't feel tired yet. An idea

formed in my head while a grin appeared on my lips. I quietly snuck into the hallway

on the second floor. It was dark, but I've stayed here long enough to wander this

house with ease. Tatsumi's door was locked as usual, so I took the key Oga hides

underneath his dormat in case he locks himself out(which regularly happens). I tried

to tread lightly as to not wake him up, but the old wooden floorboard betrayed me.

I'd think that the Rampaging Demon Ogre/ baby carrying badass would be a monster

in his sleep, being able to sleep through a demonworld thunderstorm. Oga is actually

a light sleeper, a fact that I learned the hard way when he caught me "borrowing"

soda from his secret stash a few months ago. On one of our lengthy Stype calls,

Lamia had taught me about an experimental "shared dream" state that she and her

colloegues had been doing research on for awhile now. I could still remember

Lamia's exact words... "Listen well and do this carefully, we don't know what might

happen if the procedure isn't followed TO THE LETTER. Alright, before you begin,

your mind must be focused, so a couple of minutes of meditation beforehand

wouldn't hurt. Begin contact with the intended target using a small part of your body

such as your finger. Without removing your finger from his or her body, proceed to

wrap your arms around them, sorta like a hug. Now the most important part, wrap

your entire body around theirs, the rule of thumb is: the more physical contact, the

easier it is to connect to the other's mind. Oh I almost forgot, before you can share

your dreams, you need to fall asleep too." I finished the procedure in less than two

minutes so I just had to wait till my need for sleep overcame me. I woke up in a very

familiar setting, I was standing on the street that Tatsumi and I always passed on our

way to St. Ishiyama. The old lady who lived in the house on the corner was leaving

for her morning stroll while the mailman was on his usual route to deliver the

morning mail. It all seemed so... real. Oga was standing by the stoplight to wait for

me like he always did. He seemed unusually jumpy today and he kept fiddling with a

flyer in his hand. I saw myself coming out of the curb with the Master's baby bag.

'OGA YOU LITTLE SHIT, YOU FORGOT THE MASTER'S BAG AGAIN! I SWEAR, THE NEXT

TIME YOU LEAVE THE MASTER'S THINGS, I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB AND FEED

YOUR INNARDS TO AKUBABA!' I saw myself walking out in a vile temper. I saw how

ugly it looked when I did that and made a mental note about keeping my anger

issues in check. Furuichi came along and began talking to Tatsumi. 'So, have you

asked her yet? 'Nah man, I'll ask her after school.' 'Well you better hurry or you

might end up going alone' 'Speaking of going alone, how's your search going?'

'Believe it or not, she said yes.' 'No way! Who's the desperate girl? 'She's not

desperate, she happens to like me! 'Yeah yeah, anyway who is she?' That's for me to

know, and you to find out.' Mr. Saotome's class passed by quickly, and before I knew

it, the bell rang.' Tatsumi was waiting outside the school still holding a flyer in his

hands. I saw myself exiting the building. Oga started talking to me, but I couldn't hear

his words. It didn't matter though, because I knew what happened next... As if there

was a script, I began reciting our conversation this afternoon. 'Hey Hilda, are you

doing anything tomorrow? If you don't, I was wandering if you'd like to go with me

to...' The mute Oga began to unfold the flyer in his hand. 'I'd love t.. I mean, ME go

with YOU? You must be joking! I would never develop a huge, secret crush on

someone like you! Besides, I've got an important meeting with the Demonlord

tomorrow!' The mute Hilda ran away embarrassed and angry at herself for being so

mean to Oga. The mute Oga, disheartened, looked at the flyer one last time, it read:

" Prom! At the school gym, 6:30-10-00pm Bring a date! And don't be late!

I woke up from the dream crying. I'm so sorry Tatsumi, I'm so sorry... My tears

drenched Oga's shirt so much that it began sticking to my face. I got up and left the

room. Before locking the door, I smiled and whispered 'See you tomorrow, Tatsumi."

Okay, if you guys are still confused about the plot after re-reading it, feel free to post questions on the reviews/comments section and remember to log-in your accounts so I can reply.