[...Now there was a dream Rain really could have done without. He'd had a feeling, of course, that Daitou and the vice commander had been - well, close - it had been implied in one of his own memories. But as he awoke with a jolt, there was only one thought in his mind: why, gods WHY had he dreamed about it?!
The image was going to be there forever, wasn't it? Would he ever be able to look Daitou in the eyes again and not see... that? Awkward didn't even begin to describe it.
Maybe, just maybe, if he could go back to sleep, he would completely forget ever having that dream. He'd wake in the morning, and it would be gone from his memory, like it had never happened. He lay down again, closing his eyes and trying to clear his mind. He could hope.]
no subject
The image was going to be there forever, wasn't it? Would he ever be able to look Daitou in the eyes again and not see... that? Awkward didn't even begin to describe it.
Maybe, just maybe, if he could go back to sleep, he would completely forget ever having that dream. He'd wake in the morning, and it would be gone from his memory, like it had never happened. He lay down again, closing his eyes and trying to clear his mind. He could hope.]