Hello everyone, here is another one shot, this time from Dissociation Disorder

This is more on how Ace feel and bonding between Ace and Marco

Hope you enjoy

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Marco knocked at Ace's door, hoping the other felt like coming out a bit today. They hadn't seen much of Ace the last week, and Marco was starting to get worried. As he got no response, he carefully and slowly opened the door, blinking when it was empty. Where was Ace then? He had been searching out already, checking the usual hiding places Ace had. Maybe he had found new ones? As he looked inside the room, it was mostly empty, just a bed, desk, and a few things on the desk. As he looked at the desk, he saw the book Ace had gotten from Bay, recognizing the red cover. Marco took a breath, trying to think. He was worried for Ace, and he knew well that Bay had been busy the last days, making so she didn't have time for Ace right now, them having been in a bad fight and had many injuries. Marco came to a decision inside himself and walked into the room, half closing the door behind him as he walked over to the desk, taking the book and opening it to the last page that was written on, starting to read.

I had the dream again, the one with the statue. Why they would get a statue I don't know, but I hate it. It's just… shapes, and even though I just see it, I know it's heavy some places, and light others, and it makes my head hurt and feel like the room is spinning. I still check outside every day, scared to find it is true. But, this time, I managed to grab an axe and went on the statue and destroyed it, just like Bay said to do a week ago if I had the dream again. It didn't help. I made it worse as I smashed away on the statue, it just fell to even smaller pieces, just like the day with Zen. It didn't help, and it made me feel worse, my head hurting more. I'm scared I will lose it again, that I will lose touch with reality, I'm scared to go insane.

Marco took a breath as he had read it. No wonder Ace was little outside if he was scared to see something he would react to. They would never do that, they would never get anything Ace would react to on the boat. He had hoped when he read it, that destroying the statue would help, but it hadn't. As he looked down under the writing, he saw a rough sketch of a statue, most likely the thing Ace had dreamt about. It was a mix of shapes, seeming to come together to be some kind of animal, maybe a mix of a giraffe and elephant. It looked… wrong. Marco had to say that. It looked wrong for some reason, and some of the shapes were lined thoroughly, most likely to signalize it was heavy, contra the ones who had thin lining. Marco would have reacted himself if he saw this thing somewhere. Not much, but he would have thought it to be weird and kept his distance, or maybe he would just need to touch it. He didn't know. Marco then took the book and moved some pages back, before he started to read another input.

I saw the shape again, the one that moves zippingly- if that's a word- and it scared me. I think Marco noticed as he was suddenly saying my name and asking if I was fine. it's been happening a lot lately. I hate when I see the ones moving, I hate it as I want to make them go away. I'm scared one day it will be another person I will hurt. I am scared I will hurt someone like I did with Zen. I think he haven't forgiven me completely yet, but I'm scared to ask. I hope Marco isn't mad I sometimes zone out at times when I see the small things moving. My biggest fear is to do anything more wrong, I feel everyone looks down at me for what I did with Zen, I feel everyo-

"Marco?" Marco blinked, looking up from the book and to the door, seeing Ace there, having wet hair, most likely coming from the shower, a place Marco hadn't checked. Ace was looking at him shocked. "What are you doing?" Marco let out a sigh, moving the book to the table again. "Hey, I'm sorry, yoi. I didn't mean to impose, but you've been so distant lately." Ace blinked. "Oh… I didn't know that…" Marco held a hand up when Ace looked to feel guilty. "Don't feel bad about it, yoi. I know Bay has been busy, and that probably doesn't help when you can't speak with her." Ace gave a small nod, closing the door behind him. "Yeah… I hope she has the time soon…" Marco nodded, moving to sit down on Ace's bed. "How are you doing? I read about the nightmare, yoi." Ace sighed, hands moving fidgety. "Do- do you really want to hear about it? You don't need to." Maybe this was why Ace hadn't spoken to anyone else? Or he might have spoken with Pops a bit, but Ace always just spoke with Bay. "I do. Maybe I can help, yoi." Ace nodded slowly, moving to sit down on the bed next to him. "Okay...I just, I don't know what to say." Marco nodded. "I get it, yoi. How do you and Bay usually do it?" Ace let out an unsure sound. "Um, she reads what I write, then asks about it, or give away tips based on what I write." Marco nodded, he could do that.

Marco then moved to grab the book from the desk, before he sat down again. "I read the last input, and I get why the statue have you react, if that's what you drew." Ace blinked at him. "You- you do?" Marco nodded. "I do. It looks wrong. It looks like a mix of a giraffe and elephant." Ace blinked again, looking at the drawing. "Yeah, it does… I didn't notice that…" Marco gave a supporting look to Ace. "And, we would never get something like a statue like this, or a statue at all. We would never get a thing you would react to." Ace nodded, looking unsure. "That makes me glad… But I react to normal things too… I just… loses touch with reality I think- Dissociate as Bay say- and I'm scared…" Ace bit his teeth a bit together at the end, eyes going blank. Marco moved a hand to Ace's leg comfortingly. "What are you scared off, yoi?" Ace swallowed. "I just- I-" Ace swallowed again, making Marco squeeze Ace's leg comfortingly. "It's okay if you don't want to tell, yoi." Ace shook his head. "I just- I don't really want to say it. What if it comes true?" Marco thought back to the input, maybe finding the sentence Ace was after. "You're scared to Dissociate again, yoi? Like you did with Zen? Or to completely Dissociate? You wrote you were scared to go insane." Ace nodded, a tear falling down his cheek. "Y-yeah. What if I go insane one day and attacks someone?" A few more tears followed. "I'm scared to hurt someone."

Marco let out a breath, moving to hug Ace. "Ace, you are doing so much better, yoi. You won't lose it like that, I am sure of it. I know nightmares are scary, but they are only that, nightmares." Ace nodded. "How can you be so sure? I can't defeat it, my dream said so, same with Zen. It just gets worse." Marco shook his head. "I don't know for sure, but I am fairly certain you will do just fine. Things might seem dark and hard, but sometimes things get worse before they get better. Next time you have the dream, don't stop when you beat it, continue." Ace sniffled. "But if it's not a dream? What if it's and I'm having a Dissociation?" Marco hummed. "Then you look at me, and ask 'what time of day is it?', and if I say 'let me check, yoi' you're not having a dream. Can you try and do that? Even if I know the time, I will say that." Ace nodded, leaning back to look at him, eyes blank. "Okay. But what if you forget?" Marco shook his head. "I won't, I promise I won't. I will always remember what to say. I want to help you, so I will never forget." Ace nodded, sniffing a bit. "Okay, I can try." Marco nodded. That's all I ask. And never be afraid to speak with me about anything. We don't look down at you, but we are worried for you. I promise no one is looking down at you." Ace nodded. "I will remember it. Thanks, Marco." Marco shook his head. "That's what family is for. We all want your best. We all care for you." Ace nodded, moving a hand to wipe away a tear that fell. He got this was emotional for Ace, and it was all still new for Marco, but he wanted the best for Ace.

He then sat and spoke a bit more with Ace, asking why he hadn't been out the last week, Ace telling it was since the nightmare and that he had seen small things now and then, scaring him. Marco told he could always ask him the question, and Marco would always answer it right when Ace was awake. It seemed to help Ace calm down, which was good. Marco would always be here for Ace and he hoped Ace would trust him and speak more with him about his issues. But he could only hope.

And that's the one shot, hope you enjoy

I suddenly wanted to do this as I reread Dissociation Disorder the other day and wanted to create something for it. I hope it was good

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