(A/N): Okay, so I know this story seems all cute and stuff right now, right? It's literally the outcome of my case of writer's block right now. I had like this big climax planned and everything, but I didn't have the parts leading up to that climax planned, so yeah. You guys know the feeling, right? No? Just me? Okay. ._.

But whatever. Enjoy~

Or don't. I could care less.

Chapter Four - Dream Land

He flashes his perfectly aligned pearly whites. "I'm happy I got to spend the day with you, Luci."

My cheeks feel like they're on fire. "Don't call me that."

"You know you like it when I call you that."

I cross my arms. "I don't."

He leans in and softly presses his lips against mine. "You do." he whispers, pushing back my hair and staring into my eyes.

"I don't." I mumble, breaking the eye contact and hugging him.

"Loving on me shows you do."

"Don't play me like that, bastard."

"I can play you however I want to."

"No you can't. Just because you're king in one world, doesn't mean you're king in this world."

"But I'm still your master. Even though you don't like it, you still obey my rules."

"Because I love you. And I don't obey all of your rules because most of them are stupid."

"Are you calling your king stupid?'

"Are you ignoring the fact that I just told you I loved you without hesitation?"

"Why would I ever ignore that?"

"Why would I ever call you stupid? Wait.. Don't answer that.."

"You're a jerk, Luci."

"Yeah.., but I'm your jerk. Your jerk who doesn't like being called Luci.."

I groan as the light hits my eyes that do not want to be open.

That was the weirdest, and only, night vision I have ever had.. Or no.. What are they called?... Dreams..?

Since when was I so sappy?
Too much time around Miss Highschool has gotten into me. I need to tune her out better.

I sit up and rub my eyes, oblivious to the amount of people in front of me.

"Nice to see you're awake Mr. Urushihara." a female voice squeaks.

Well speak of the Devil.
What a coincidence.

"Yeah. Whatever." I mumble, ignoring my growling stomach and jumping in front of the computer.

"Aren't you going to give Chiho a proper greeting, Hanzo?" Ashiya says mockingly.

"If she wanted a 'proper' greeting, she'd ask for one."

"Not necessarily.."

"Shut up."
And maybe go fuck yourself while you're at it.

"Excuse me?"

Damn it. Why do I keep doing that?

"Nothing."

(A/N): Bear (did I use the right form there?) with me, mkay lovelies? I'm tired, and my case of writer's block is terrible, so yeah..

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