Chapter 10: Words That Don't Need to be Said.

Disclaimer –The only thing I own is the idea for Dream With Me.
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 do you prefer, Dreams or Reality? KuroFai, SyaoSaku
Note: …Dream With Me is almost over?! That's… not cool. BUT I still feel like writing more!
Note: I feel silly. I tried writing a lemon, and it failed. Horribly. So I don't know if I'm gonna give up on the idea or not. I mean, I'm terribly sorry, but I don't want to write something I'll come to regret later.. (my friend's would get disgusted with me if they found my account with a lemon on it)
Last Note: I didn't give this to my editor, so it might have mistakes in it. I'm sorry if there are!
Naughty Naughty Kurogane should stop using such fowl language.
Mr. Ninja-face's point of view.

I leaned back against the counter in the kitchen, crossing my arms and pretending like I barely care about the current conversation.

"It seems that Sakura's magic is causing the feather's magic to neutralize." The witch said, pretty annoyed that we probably took her away from whatever book Dumbass McGee and the kid gave her.

I glance over at the idiot, seeing an unreadable look upon his face. I might have been stuck in the mage's head for a while, but that did nothing to help me understand him.

"Will Sakura come back, too?" The Princess's hero spoke up, glancing away from the contained feather that he has held close to him ever since I... appeared.

I'm still not quite sure how I got in the temple.

"Yes."

I decide that none of my questions will be answered if I don't ask, so I walked up closer to Mokona, to get a better view of that bitch.

"Why am I back before the princess?" I can feel a certain annoying idiot's smile on me.

"What's the matter, Kuro-pon? Did you want to spend more time in my thoughts?"

I ignore him, and continue staring at the witch, waiting for an answer. She smiles at the blonde's comment, and for a moment, I don't doubt that she knows what went on in his head. I cringe at that thought.

"There are two reasons for that. First thing is that Fai needed you. Had your soul, that inhabited his mind, not caught him, he would have fallen down majority of the stairs and gotten damage to the head, resulting in a short concussion that would have left Syaoran in a bad position. Fai's mind knew he was in danger, thus making you automatically know. Your training as a ninja helped greatly, though." She still sounded annoyed, and wanted us to stop talking so she can back to whatever she was doing. "And the second reason is as I stated before; Sakura's power is severely weakening the feather's own, thus making it so you are not as contained, and you could much more easily break out of your… prison, so to speak." She smiled again, and I started to wonder if she somehow was watching the mage and I the whole time in his head.

"I thought that spirits couldn't touch the living…" the kid scratched the back of his head, obviously confused by the whole thing.

"They can't, when they're dead. Kurogane, who was still living, had all the essentials needed to still touch things. The only major differences between being just a soul and fully living, is that spirits are bound to the people whose mind they inhabit, and they are slightly invisible." She looks borderline pissed now, and she's almost glaring at the kid to shut the fuck up, which, of course, he's oblivious to because she's giving him info.

"Will we have to bring Sakura back to her body once her soul comes out of my mind, like we did with Kurogane-san?"

"Yes." The bitch answers, her annoyance bleeding through enough that even Mokona winces. I glance around the room, and I notice the mage staring at me.

I've had enough of his bullshit for a couple weeks, so I walk into the other room.

And I hear the blonde get up and follow me.

I go into the bedroom that I have to share with the mage, sit on the bed, and wait for the blue-eyed fool to walk by. I didn't have to do so for long, before he enters the room, and smiles at me awkwardly before shutting the door behind him.

"Why did you follow me in here?" I ask, or more of demand from him.

"Well, Kuro-wanwan, it's not very fair that you get to see my thoughts, when I can't do the same to you." He smiles slyly.

I glare at the mention of the nickname. "I can guarantee that my thoughts aren't as perverted as yours are. Damnit, were you doing that just to piss me off?"

His mask falters, and my eyes widen in realization. "I'm sorry, Kuro-wanko, but masks and lies don't exist in the mind."

I rolled my eyes and snorted; settling for staring holes into the wall, rather than carve holes into the mage's body with my sword.

I heard some noise, and because of sheer curiosity, I look back at the man. His face is too close to mine for comfort. His smile is obviously back, though, if not bigger. "You ARE a good kisser, though, Kuro-bonbon!"

I bite back a snappy comeback, knowing fully well that if I say 'You know what you're good at? Pissing me off, so get the fuck away from me' would probably do nothing for the better.

Of course, I want to try, anyway, and see if I get lucky enough for him to actually listen. "…don't get any ideas." I glare at him, and he somehow manages to make his smile even bigger.

"What's the matter, Kuro-pyuu? Don't like my dreams?" He puts his hand on my thigh, and I'm not sure if I want to punch him in the face for doing so or pull him closer for being such a slut. He sighs, melodramatically, obviously taking my silence as an answer. "It's so hard to know what ninjas want, nowadays." He falls over my lap, and puts a hand over his forehead.

I was about to stand up, and it would have knocked him off my lap, but he got to act first and he pushed my chest down onto the bed, putting his lips to mine, making sure he got his early point across, before he slightly turned his head and put his mouth to my ear. "You don't need to hide it, Kuro-koi, I know you love me, too. Otherwise you wouldn't have been able to hear Syaoran-kun." I can even HEAR him smirking.

I decide that if he's going to play some stupid game with me, that I should play that way too, and of course, dominate and win. I hear a soft click in the background, but figure that it's probably something small, like the mage's shoe or a belt, hitting the ground.

I roll over and put my hands on both sides of him, so he can't escape. I put my lips close to his, enough to make him start to lean his head forward, trying to capture something I'm not going to let him have. "You know, you're not very subtle when it comes to your feelings.." I whisper, and he slightly glares at me... and it doesn't really look like a glare. It just kind of looks... funny.

I smirk, and decide that I want to try to make him squirm with my words, but before I can react, he says something first.

In a deadpan tone of voice, Fai says "Kuro-yam, you should have locked the door." Unable to see toward the entrance from my current position, I roll back onto the bed, and look at the door, about to ask why we would need a lock when the door is shut, obviously showing that someone is doing something that they would like to be private, or else the door would have been open.

"I-I'm sorry, K-kurog-gane-san, Fai-s-san… I was just w-wanted to let you b-both know that dinner's ready." the kid twiddled his fingers, and Fai and I stood up, walking out.

"It's alright, Syaoran-kun." The magician says, his face showing how completely flustered he is.

Dinner was eaten in silence, except for a couple of the mage's compliments toward the kid's food, a couple stupid nicknames toward me, and a few excuses about what the kid saw. When it came to go to sleep, I laid down with my back toward Fai's bed. I heard him shuffle over to my bed. "Kuro-moo, can I sleep with you tonight?" I grunted and scooted over a bit, giving him some room. He laid down next to me, snuggling into my back, and as he started to drift off, he said "I couldn't have dreamt this day to have gone better."

I turned over, wrapping my arms around him, and he snuggled even closer.

That night, we dreamt of each other, with each other.
Ending Notes: …Poor Yuuko. I'm sorry, I promise not to ever give you BL galaxy, and then pry you away from it.

Oh, and there's still an epilogue, with SyaoSaku fluff in it, for all you fans (and because I'm kind of stalling with the lemon. I wanna do it, but I'm so nervous! I'm sorry if I back out in the last minute because I'm a coward! –cries-). I can't just leave poor Sakura unconscious… Although, her silly protector did interrupt a precious moment, so it IS very tempting. –glare-