Hi again. Its been a while hasn't it. Well, mom still doesn't have wifi, so I can't post as much. At least I have the option of going on her phone, and going to the library. Unfortunately I cannot go to the library as I please. I need a ride. I will do my best to write longer chapters. You will see change!
Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Warning, there is a liggle gore, and a little rape. (- this was eventually going to happen) enjoy The Nightmare.

The Nightmare:

Akina's eyes were squeezed shut as a drop of sweat dribbled from her forehead and onto her pure white pillow. Her fingers twitched in her sleep before she tossed her body to the other side of the bare bed. This was no ordinary dream were everything was splashed with rainbows or full of sex and hormones. It was something she wished to forget, to never want to see. This was a pure horror story

Dream:
It was dark, but not so dark that she couldn't see her feet. There was a dim light off into the distance, but too far to illuminate her surroundings. A drip drop was heard off into the distance as the smell of death and sewage radiated off of something she couldn't quite make out. Sweat formed on her forehead as her chest bounced up and down from the air that was sucked in and out of her lungs unevenly. Panic clung onto the red of her gaze as she realized this was not her body. It was the body of an innocent stay at home mother who had long black hair that reached past the blades if her shoulders.
The clomping of boots echoed within the darkness she waited within. Though these weren't exactly boots. The were more of a fancy dress type if shoe. She tried to move her hands, but they were tied up behind her back. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. Her mouth was covered with tape thicker than the wedding ring she wore on her ring finger. Unfortunately for her, her ankles had been broken, so she couldn't have escaped even if she wanted to.
Muffled whimpers squeaked from the tape as she tried and tried to make noise. Maybe someone from the outside would hear her. The foot steps grew closer and closer to her. Panic took over her soul and forced her to struggle and squirm. Fear was all that remained in her crimson gaze.
The man she feared came into sight. He was a sight she never wanted to see. His face was covered by the skin of another mans. He wore a fedora on the top of his head whole the rest of him was in a suit as if he were to go to a wedding or a sophisticated party. The thing that was really sickening was that the skin hadn't been cleaned, and blood dripped from the skin.
"Oh lovely. Do not squirm so! I'm only here to invite you to a ball. Its called the Ball Of The Dead. I'm sure you'll enjoy it as much as I will! Its a shame I had to snap those little leg bones of yours. I couldn't let you run away from me more than you already were." The man said with a sophisticated tone as if he were some rich kid who knew he was doing the right thing. As the man talked, the skin mask's lips moved with every word he spoke. She couldn't quite see his eyes either. They were covered by the shade of his large black fedora.
Hot tears streamed down her face as she tried to scream. Frustration burned in her throat as he reached out and pressed the tips of his long pale fingers on her cheeks. He moved hair from her face before running his fingers through her hair. Her heart beat banged against her chest as if it were a monster trying to escape from the hell it was being put through.
"You will make a great supplier. You see, I need your blood. I am a very talented artist. My mother said so herself. I want to send a little message to an old friend of mine, but she doesn't remember me. This is a secret, you can't tell anyone, you hear?" The man rasped as he stroked his long pale finger on her red flushed face. Whimpers continued to radiate off of the stay-at-home mother. His fingers glided from her face, to her neck, down her chest were her heart beat faster than a bullet train, and to the hem of her shirt. He lifted up her shirt to reveal her bare stomach. He looked up at her and gave her a sweet innocent smile.
"Don't worry love. I will not take you forcefully. I'm a gentleman. I would never waste my time doing that to you. I would ruin you, and that can't happen." He said as he felt her stomach. She tried to move from his grasp, but it was no use. It only made him laugh and grasp her sides more firmly. He pushed her on the moist ground and pulled out a scalpel. The blade was already stained with the dark crimson that ran under her skin, and his skin, though she wasn't sure he was even human like her.
The cold steal brushed her skin, poking her, and teasing her. She closed her eyes and awaited the pain. When it didn't come she opened her eyes. He was smiling a toothy grin as he cut her shirt off to reveal her black basic bra that held her breasts.
"Unless. If I said you wanted me to, I could. All you have to do is nod." He said as he felt her bra. He got on his knees and split her broken legs apart and pulled down the small jean shorts she was wearing to see a black thong. He smirked as he grazed his fingers from her feet and up her legs. Since he only snapped her ankles, she could feel her legs just fine. He played with the hem of her thong and leaned his skin masked face up to hers and waited for her reply.
"Your naughty, for being mother" he smirked, gliding his tongue from her belly and up to the center of her chest. He took a moment to suck on her skin and nibble. He chuckled as she squirmed. He stopped and sat up.
"If you don't reply, I will do it." He snapped reaching under her bra and feeling her nipples. She flinched and shook her head "no" as she moaned. He sighed and ripped her thong off anyway and removed her bra, exposing her entirely. He chuckled as he looked her up and down, admiring his view.
"Its better when I do that stuff to the dead anyway" He whispered into her ear. She shivered as tears rolled down her cheek. He pressed his scalpel from between her plump breasts, and down her stomach and stopped at her waist. She tried to scream as she felt the cold steal press into her skin and draw her blood.
"Oh how much I enjoy your screams, love" he rasped quietly into her ear. He licked her tears from her eyes and smiled a toothy grin. He rubbed his new erection on her crotch and hummed slightly.
He cut one line from under her breasts that crossed the first line and another on her waste that also crossed the first. He enjoyed hearing her scream and scream. He laughed loudly as he dug his finger into her skin and pulled some skin to one side, an the other side the other way.
She screamed and screamed and no one ever heard her, or his loud laughter. When she passed out, he decided it was time to take advantage of her limp state.
His fingers touched her hard nipples and leaned up to suck on one. He smiled as he stuck his hands into his pants and rubbed his throbbing erection. He stopped sucking on her tit and looked at her face. He reached one hand up to remove the tape from her face. He stood up and straddled her face, plunging his manhood into her mouth. When he pulled out, blood covered his throbbing manhood, and it wasn't his own.
:Dream End

Akina awoke screaming as if she really was the girl in her dream. Tears streamed down her face as violet screams came from her vocal chords. The worst part was, was that she knew who the stay-at-home mom was.
"Mom!" She was screaming. She clenched her beating heart as she heard a banging on her door.
"Mrs. Nagase!? Are you alright!?" A voice hollered from out side of her apartment. When she stopped screaming, she was still crying and whining. When she calmed down more she walked over to her door and opened it to her neighbors face and did her best to smile.
"S-sorry to bother you sir... it was just a bad dream..." Akina rasped. Her neighbor didn't look to convinced at her explanation.
"Are you sure? It sounded like you were being killed, dear" he said with real concern clinging to his words. Akina nodded, trying to avoid his gaze. Someone was being murdered, in her dream, but it didn't seem so fake. It seemed REAL. It felt so very real. Watching that man go all the way with a corpse.
"I'll be right back" she said, her voice quivering as she rushed into the bathroom and thew up what used to be a Gatorade and a power bar. Once se came back, she fake smiled. That man ding things like that. I made her sick. Him thrusting in and out of her was a real nightmare.
"Is there maybe someone I can call?" He asked, still with the concern expression on his face. She didn't really want to call Serah or Lightning, but it was better than being alone.
"I can call them myself. You have a phone?" Akina said, recovering from her dream. The man nodded and handed his phone to her. If she could remember correctly, she could call Lightning. When she typed in her phone number the phone rang. Nice to know that it was working. After about three more rings, a groggy voice picked up.
"Hello?" A voice groaned into the phone. It was Lightning, of course. Akina sniffed and readied a reply.
"Hey, its Akina. C-can you come over?" Akina asked with her voice cracking like a wrapper. She heard shuffling and bed springs.
"I'm on my way" Lightning replied instantly before hanging up on her. Akina stood dumbfounded. She held the phone from her ear, and shut it. She turned to and smiled befre sniffing.
"They are on their way. Here is your phone sir. Thank you very much for your kindness" Akina said giving him his phone back. He smiled and left. She closed the door behind her and sighed, sinking to the floor. She closed her eyes a moment, and there was his face. The face he made while cutting into her. The skin upon his own. It made her sick. He felt all too familiar, and so did she. Of course Akina knew who the girl was. It was HER mom. The one she loved the most growing up until the stuff she couldn't remember.
A knock knocked on the door and she jumped. She stood up and looked through the peep hole. She saw Lightning in normal clothing. It was almost hard to believe. She opened up the door and hugged Lighting.
Lighting looked down at Akina shocked as the girl literally hung onto her as if her life had depended on it. Lightning hugged her back and backed her up into her own apartment.
"You are going to sit down, and tell me what happened. Did a family pet die? Did someone break your heart? Did your sister die? Mother? Father?" Lighting said as if she were giving a quiz. This made Akina giggle slightly. She never though of Lightning ever being worried, and worried about her too.
"What?" Lightning asked confused to why Akina, who was crying not to long ago, was laughing.
"Calm down. It was just... a really really bad dream" Akina said. Lightning gave her a tired look and sighed. They sat on the couch and Lightning closed her eyes for a while.
"Was it that bad?" Lighting asked as shshe oepend her eyes. Akina didn't want to say, so she chose to lie.
"Well... when I um, called you, I was a little shaken up. It was just a few monsters, like any other ah bad dream" Akina explained. Lighting didn't look too happy about her answer. She crossed her arms, and looked Akina in her eyes.
"Don't lie to me" Lightning said coldly. A shiver ran up Akina's spine as her smile wavered inti a forced smile. She didn't want to be alone, nor did she want to reveal what her dream was to Lighting.
"Do I have to?" Akina asked stubbornly. Lightning sighed and uncrossed her arms with a frown clearly on her face.
"No. You don't" Lighting said standing up. She held out a hand for Akina to grab. The blond took it, and she was hauled up to her feet. Lightning grabbed onto Akina's arms and kissed her. She had been waiting to finally be the one to be the one to start the kiss for once. She felt Akina kiss back. After a few moments, Lightning broke the kiss.
"I am going to sleep, but I'm not leaving. You are going to try and sleep too. If those "monsters" come back, I'll be here to calm you down. You still have work tomorrow" Lightning said while still holding onto Akina tightly.
"Ok" Akina said as she walked to her room. Lightning followed the blond as she got into the bed and under the blankets. Lightning unclipped her bra and pulled it from her sleeves and setting it aside. She walked over to the opposite side of Akina's bed, and slipped in.
Hours passed, and Akina had finally fallen asleep. This time, there was no dream to remember. A dreamless sleep, like most. It was either dreamless, or it was another nightmare she couldn't remember, like some.

Morning light spilt from Akina's bedroom window as she woke up just a few seconds earlier than her alarm. She had almost forgotten she wasn't alone. Lightning sat up gorggily from her deep slumber, and looked at the blond with a tired expression. It was obvious, Lightning wasn't a morning person.
Akina giggled as she rummaged through her drawers to find an outfit for the day ahead of her. She pulled out a white polo shirt that seemed to be one size smaller than it should be, and she pulled out a pair of dark jeans. She laid her selected outfit on her bed where Lightning still laid herself.
"Work" Lighting groaned as she got off Akina's bed and over to where she had thrown her bra from last nights disturbance of sleep. Lightning draged her feet into the bathroom to take off her shirt and clip the bra back on. She felt uncomfortable when ever she wore a bra while she slept.
Once she was ready to go out into the world, she opened the door. Lighting stopped dead as Akina turned to her with only her pants on, and a bra. A small blush grew on top of her cheeks as she slowly closed the door.
After she waited about five minuets, she opened the door, and smelt something cooking. Lightning thought a moment. How could she have started making something so quickly. Then, it popped into her mind. Akina was making toast.
Lightning walked into Akina's living room, and sat down on the couch with a sigh escaping her lips. Only moments later, Akina was standing in front of Lightning with a piece of toast in her mouth as she fixed a few things here and there. Once Lightning grew tired of being hungry, and watching the blond stumble about, she stood up. Now was the time for action.
Lighting walked over to Akina who was on her way to the kitchen, and grabbed her wrist. Akina turned to Lightning with a confused look on her crimson irises. The piece of toast in her mouth almost fell to the ground as Lightning smiled. It was as if the world was coming to an end. This was no fake smile, it was real. This was hard for the blond to really believe, mostly because Lighting always had a stern face while she did everything.
Lightning leaned close, and took a bite of Akina's toast, and giggled slightly. Akina reached up to grab the toast from her mouth, and gave Lightning a playful look.
"My toast" Akina snapped before walking inti the kitchen, and putting more toast into the toaster.
"I wont eat your toast if you make me some toast" Lighting said with the smile sstill on her face. Akina turned to the pink haired woman and crossed her arms with a eyebrow arching up to he sky.
"What do you think in doing" Akina said with a sly tone before returning the smile Lightning was giving.
"Then do it faster" Lighting snipped back before she flopped back onto the couch to wait a little longer. Once she heard the pop of the toaster, she almost leapt to her feet.
"Here your Highness" Akina sneered as she waked over and handed two prices of toast, one of them had a large bite mark with a missing chunk of toasted bread. Lightning looked up at Akina and crossed her arms.
"I am your boss" Lighting said with an eyebrow raised. Akina chuckled as she raised the price of toast to her mouth and opened it.
"Beggers can't be choosers" Akina said cockily. Before she could close her teeth on the golden toasted bread, Lighting snatched it and scarffed it down then grabbed the other one.
"Smart ass" Lighting commented. Akina chuckled and crossed her arms, taking in Lightnings comment as if it were a compliment.
"Lets get going. We will be late if we don't leave" Akina said as she walked over to put her shoes on while Lightning finished off the second piece.
"Finally" Lighting rasped under her breath as she stood to her feet, and flowed the blond. Once her shoes were on, they were out the door to Lightnings car.
Lightning unlocked her car and grabbed onto Akina's wrist again. "Hold on" she said, turning Akina to face her. Lightnings eyes scouted the area for any people around to witness what she was about to do.
Before Lightning did anything, Akina was already on her lips. Akina's lips were soft, and tasted much like bread, but that wasn't much if a surprise. She melted into Akina's lips as if she were metal to a furnace. She felt disappointed when Akina cut off their kiss.
"Lets go" the blond said with a wink following the end if her sentance.