Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ THE LONG JOURNEY HOME ❯ NIGHTMARES ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

"Don’t listen to them." the young girl told the boy who was almost crying by her side. Her hair was tucked back behind her ears, and bangs cut short, still even at her young age, not even 14, her eyes were already dead and a cigarette was in her hand. The same hand that held needle marks up and down her arm, fresh ones.
"He said all I was was a good for nothing sinner." the little boy, younger then the girl, sobbed almost.
“You are." the girl told him, with the same look of indifference she always wore. The boy turned to her with wide eyes. He was expecting the comfort that she always seemed to give him.
"We both are kid. Both of us are sinners. Nothings ever gonna change that. Deal with it. We're sinners and nothing more. That’s why we live like we do. It's not good, but it's what we got. We're sinners, both of us." she told him simply. The boy collapsed against the girl’s chest and hugged her tight. She always made him feel better, even when her words were nothing but the truth.
"What am I gonna do with you?" the girl asked as she held him, running her fingers through his hair. Smiling that same sweet smile she always held. But that smile was only real around him, he was the only person that she could ever love.

Yohji woke up in a cold sweat. His heart was racing and his mind spinning. The intensity of the dream was something he would never be able to shake. He looked over at the woman in bed with him. Her face was twisted in pain, of a dream that she couldn’t wake up from the way Yohji did. It was her own dream after all. He knew she was the little girl he had seen. He had already known that her emotions leaked out. Hers and the ones that she took in. Especially when she let her defenses down. He just hadn't known till now, not even after her demonstration when she had first come in, how strong they could be. How much they could reveal. Now he did. Yohji laid back down and pulled her close to him. Hoping that his presence in the real world would be enough to help her through her nightmare. As he slowly drifted back to sleep he pictured that small boy again in his mind. He knew that he had seen him before. Not that young though. Older, grown up much more then that. He just couldn’t figure out where. He let those thoughts slide away again though as he drifted off in to sleep. Wondering what nightmares would plague him now, his own, or hers.

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