Dream With Me

Chapter 6: Over-Imaginative Reality
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody from Tsubasa Resevoir Chronicles. They are owned by Clamp.
Summary: Kurogane seems to have woken up in a world with Sakura, with doors that lead to places that they least expect, and other doors that lead to disappearing people. What is in Fai's mind, anyway? KuroFai, SyaoSaku
Note: Sorry this took so long. I just didn't want this chapter to be as sucky as the last one, and I started getting all angsty. Please Review, because that tells me people still like this story! I'll end up not updating anymore if people don't comment, because then I'll think that I'm doing it for nothing.
POTTY MOUTH WORDS!!
Mr. Problems-with-Anger-Management's point of view! (teehee, I'm getting creative!)

I examine my new prison, which doesn't look really like a cage.

It's actually a meadow… with flowers. That look slightly sparkly.

Figures! Leave it to the mage to make me stay with fucking flowers.

I turn completely around, not quite sure if this whole area is just girly shit, or if there's actually something that's even the tiniest bit more masculine than the rest of this crap.

"What the hell, mage?!" I voice my aggravation, not really caring if he can actually hear me.

'What's the matter, Kuro-pon? My mind isn't to your liking?'

I sighed. I hate it when he plays dumbass.

'Fine, Kuro-puff, but even if I try thinking something that you would like, it might still have something that I like in it.'

One by one the flowers melted away, and I was left in a room. It looked like I was now in an empty house.

I'm not sure if the magician wanted it to be empty, or if he hasn't thought up anybody else, yet.

I walk out of the room that I assume was the living room, and into the kitchen.

Sakura was over by the stove, looking like she's cooking something, while Syaoran was helping her get the ingredients.

"Welcome back, Kurogane-san. Did you have a good walk?" Sakura turns to me and smiles.

I grunt in approval, and study the room. Shouldn't the mage be in his own imagination?

"Fai-san went to bed for the night." Syaoran opened a cupboard and took out some flour, handing it to Sakura

I walked out of the room, down the hallway, opening the closed door on the right.

First thing that enters my line of vision is Fai, who was in sitting in bed, and the image of myself that Fai seems to INSIST on having around, leaning over the bed.

Second thing I notice is what they're doing. Making out?!

"What the FUCK! You're just doing this to piss me off, aren't you?!"

The image of me disappeared, and Fai stared at me with a look of fear, before his smile came back for a second. "Sorry, Kuro-bun."

I sighed, realizing I'm probably going to need some therapy after this whole ordeal. I wonder how insane I would sound, because "We're looking for Sakura's feathers" sounds like our royal princess is a chicken and "He likes to try and do sexual things to me in his mind" makes me sound like a bigger lunatic than the mage.

"Kuro-chu? You're staring." Fai waves a hand at me, trying to snap me out of it.

I do, but I now have a question to ask. "Why the Hell do you always have to be making out, or something dirty like that, with a fake me, every time I walk in the room?!"

He was taken off guard by my question, and his face shows his shock for only a split second before it goes back to a smile. "This time, it was a mistake." He glances away. "Syaoran-kun says that Sakura-chan is worried about you, a lot. They're both afraid that you and the princess won't be able to escape our minds, and I guess if I think about you, weird things happen." He climbs out of bed, and started to walk toward the door, which is where I currently stand.

"Why can the princess hear you say something to the kid, but I can't hear it when the kid says something to you?"

"They're fully connected. Syaoran-kun loves Sakura-chan so much that Sakura-chan can hear everything that Syaoran-kun says, and can sometimes speak for herself through him." He walked past me, out the door, and as he walked down the hallway, I heard "And if I know my Kuro-poo, he certainly doesn't love me."

Ending Notes: angst angst If you don't leave reviews, I'll feel discouraged and might take a long time to finish the next chapter, like I did this one. Oh well. I just hope its better than last chapter.