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writetomyheart2012-10-05 11:03 pm
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[Team 1] Weird Dreams
I uh...mention some colors...I guess... *fails*
Putting this here before my OMGBUSY period starts. X_X
Couldn't really think of anything good this time around I guess. But unfortunately I won't have time to write the next week or so ;~; *sob*
“He's going to just kill himself. So leave him be,” a voice stopped him from stepping any closer to where the red phoenix of the south lay dying on the ground. “It is how things are for him.”
Tamamori blinked, “How do you know?”
The other person smiled and a sharp fang showed in the corner of the other’s mouth. “You’re a curious little apprentice, aren’t you? Hasn’t your supervising priest told you anything about this place and who you might come across here?”
“No, not really,” Tamamori shook his head.
Another voice joined them, “He seems to be a young one with a gift. He did not need to cast a spell or do a summons to get here. You didn’t do anything, child, did you?”
“No, I didn’t do anything. And I’m not a child! I’m past 21 years already!” Tamamori huffed. This was weird. He must be having some kind of weird dream. It must have been because he had watched that weird anime with Miyata last night.
“Well, allow me to introduce ourselves then,” the new voice said. “I’m Genbu of the East. And this over there is Byakko of the West. Over there you saw Suzaku of the South.”
Tamamori raised an eyebrow, “You’re the guardian deities? The red phoenix, the white tiger, the black tortoise and the blue dragon? Well okay, I don’t see the dragon here but…”
“Ah, so you do know about us?” Genbu smiled.
“I…”
~*~
“Tama-chan? Let’s go to bed. Don’t fall asleep here on the floor?” suddenly Tamamori came face to face with Miyata. He blinked a few times and looked around before he ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. Had that been a dream? Yeah it must have been.
“Is something wrong?” Miyata sounded worried.
Tamamori shook his head, “I just had a weird dream. I blame your weird anime.”
“Eh?”
“I saw Yokoo-san, Iida, Mitsu and a glimpse of Taipi in my dreams but they weren’t themselves but the four guardians,” Tamamori told the other. “Super weird.”
Miyata grinned, “That sounds super cool!”
“It sound super weird. It was weird!” Tamamori shoved at the other and got up. He stretched and looked down at Miyata, who was still grinning up at him. “Gross!”
He walked over to the bed and slid under the covers. A moment later he felt how Miyata followed suit.
“Don’t get any ideas. I’m not watching anime with you again!”
Miyata laughed softly, “You can’t just blame it on the anime, Tama-chan. Your mind makes up part of your dreams as well.”
“Shut up,” Tamamori grumbled.
He was a little afraid of what he’d dream about next. Miyata had read out the summaries for some of the animes earlier and he’d picked which one to watch based on that.
Tamamori was glad they hadn’t watched the other one. If they had he would have probably dreamt about touching a female Miyata’s boobs.
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ryogrande :D
Putting this here before my OMGBUSY period starts. X_X
Couldn't really think of anything good this time around I guess. But unfortunately I won't have time to write the next week or so ;~; *sob*
“He's going to just kill himself. So leave him be,” a voice stopped him from stepping any closer to where the red phoenix of the south lay dying on the ground. “It is how things are for him.”
Tamamori blinked, “How do you know?”
The other person smiled and a sharp fang showed in the corner of the other’s mouth. “You’re a curious little apprentice, aren’t you? Hasn’t your supervising priest told you anything about this place and who you might come across here?”
“No, not really,” Tamamori shook his head.
Another voice joined them, “He seems to be a young one with a gift. He did not need to cast a spell or do a summons to get here. You didn’t do anything, child, did you?”
“No, I didn’t do anything. And I’m not a child! I’m past 21 years already!” Tamamori huffed. This was weird. He must be having some kind of weird dream. It must have been because he had watched that weird anime with Miyata last night.
“Well, allow me to introduce ourselves then,” the new voice said. “I’m Genbu of the East. And this over there is Byakko of the West. Over there you saw Suzaku of the South.”
Tamamori raised an eyebrow, “You’re the guardian deities? The red phoenix, the white tiger, the black tortoise and the blue dragon? Well okay, I don’t see the dragon here but…”
“Ah, so you do know about us?” Genbu smiled.
“I…”
~*~
“Tama-chan? Let’s go to bed. Don’t fall asleep here on the floor?” suddenly Tamamori came face to face with Miyata. He blinked a few times and looked around before he ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. Had that been a dream? Yeah it must have been.
“Is something wrong?” Miyata sounded worried.
Tamamori shook his head, “I just had a weird dream. I blame your weird anime.”
“Eh?”
“I saw Yokoo-san, Iida, Mitsu and a glimpse of Taipi in my dreams but they weren’t themselves but the four guardians,” Tamamori told the other. “Super weird.”
Miyata grinned, “That sounds super cool!”
“It sound super weird. It was weird!” Tamamori shoved at the other and got up. He stretched and looked down at Miyata, who was still grinning up at him. “Gross!”
He walked over to the bed and slid under the covers. A moment later he felt how Miyata followed suit.
“Don’t get any ideas. I’m not watching anime with you again!”
Miyata laughed softly, “You can’t just blame it on the anime, Tama-chan. Your mind makes up part of your dreams as well.”
“Shut up,” Tamamori grumbled.
He was a little afraid of what he’d dream about next. Miyata had read out the summaries for some of the animes earlier and he’d picked which one to watch based on that.
Tamamori was glad they hadn’t watched the other one. If they had he would have probably dreamt about touching a female Miyata’s boobs.
Your turn
ryogrande :D