Hello everybody and finally welcome back to What Clouds Smoke. So this chapter won't be very long and it won't let you know what Raiden meant in the last chapter as I'm leaving that to be a mystery as long as possible (or at least for a couple chapters.) I will let you know that this chapter has been in my mind since I first got the idea for this story. It was actually going to be the start before I rearranged everything and changed it up a bit into the story it is now. Anyway let's get on with it then.
CHAPTER 8:SMOKE'S DREAM
Smoke looked around to find himself in a void. He could hear faint noises, but everything else was pitch black.
Slowly the noises started to sound like music and a woman laughing.
A room slowly started to appear around him. He was sitting at a table in a dark corner of a room.
It seemed to be some sort of club from what he could tell. Of course his knowledge on things like this in the outside world, he'd heard of them. Especially from Johnny Cage.
There were lights in the middle of the room. The music was getting louder by the second as the setting completed itself.
People were around him, some drinking alcohol, some flirting, some dancing, among other things.
He felt the urge to stand, so he did. His body was on auto pilot as he slowly made his way through the crowd. A man and woman knocked into him and he stifled the want to shove them aside and simply moved around them.
He honestly didn't know why he would be here, but he figured he'd find out soon.
Something caught his eye as he passed through. Green.
A woman in green was alone on the dance floor. Her dancing was slow and elegant, it stood out from everyone else in the room.
It was alluring to him for some reason. He felt a sense of familiarity from her.
He approached slowly, as if he would scare her off.
She turned to him and his breath hitched. It was her. Jade.
Her green eyes lit up and she smiled, "I'm glad you could make it." she said.
Smoke felt nervous, "Glad to be here." he replied politely.
She put her arms around his neck and he felt his arms snake around her waist against his will.
She leaned into him gently, not saying a word.
He liked the sensation. It made him feel warm and content.
Her eyes locked with his as they swayed slightly from side to side.
She giggled and had a visible blush, "If you look at a woman like that...you might give her the wrong idea." she whispered into his ear.
His breath was shaky, "What if I look at her like that on purpose?" he retorted.
Jade moved closer to his face, "Then she'll be very happy." she replied.
In that moment, she moved closer her lips just about to press against his when...
Smoke shot up in his bed. He was covered in sweat and his heart was pounding.
He sighed, "A dream." he whispered to himself.
He laid back on his pillow and stared at the ceiling. At least he knew how he felt about her. This was gonna be complicated though. When you spend most of your life as an assassin, you're not exactly keen on matters of the heart.
He needed advice and soon or he was doomed.
The silver haired ninja closed his eyes and returned to sleep.
And that's it for chapter 8. I know this took a really long time, but I've been busy lately with life along with a lot of other stories. Seriously this is just one of the many updates that I need to get done. When I first started doing this story I did it in conjuction with like two or three other stories maybe. Now I've lost track of how many stories need updating. I actually started this like a few months ago, but never got around to finishing it. Heck like I said before I've had the concept around since before I ever posted the first chapter. Anyway, Have a great night everybody and I'll see you next time.
~Trevyler.