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Who; Ino & you
What; Nightmares.
Where; In ur dreams ;)
When; Anytime between October 5-8
Rating; Generally PG-13, may progress to R depending on which route you take

[Nightmares are never fun, no matter where you go. But things take a bit of a turn for the worse when you've jumped into the mind of a ninja. A ninja that can look into other people's heads, to be exact.

So which path will you pick?]

HIDAN | KAKUZU | BAD END | ALONE | SOMETHING ELSE?

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[He's not sure how he should feel about that.

The more noble part of his heart insists he should be happy for those who left. They got to go home-- finally. There were relationships that had been broken, but... maybe it was for the best.

On the other hand? There was literally no one around. He can recall, almost like some far off memory, talking to John. He'd commented on, knowing his luck, he'd be one of the ones stuck in the castle for years to come.

He hadn't thought his luck sucked this much.

Oh well. At least he has his journal, and he can listen to the voices in the book and almost pretend that they're still here.]

[Poor Tsuna. Maybe it was bad luck, maybe it was the castle deciding you were the only one it wanted after all ... whatever the case, it definitely feels desolate.

But this dream is not without hope. Maybe that last whisper was from the journal ... but oddly, it sort of sounded like it could have been from around the corner and down the hall, too. Maybe you should go investigate?]

[He can't help that his heart skips a beat a little at that whisper. No matter how valiant he tries to be, he can't help but feel that loneliness clawing at his mind, desperate for there to be someone, anyone. He sucks his breath in, closes the journal, and listens, taking a hesitant step closer to that corner.]

[Yes, that sound is definitely getting a little louder. Louder and clearer, the closer he gets. There's a laugh, even, from the mysterious somebody beyond view.]

[Alright, he'll be turning that corner and heading down the hall. And he's definitely going at a reasonable pace and not sort of speed walking and excited to see who it might be nope.]

[Hope you weren't too excited, Tsuna, because as soon as you round that corner, the laughter stops, and there is nobody there.

Were you just imagining it ... ?]

[Oh, well that's.

Incredibly disappointing.

He just stands there a moment, like if he waits long enough, that laughter will come back.]

[There's no laughter, but after a moment, out of the corner of your eye -- was that something moving, over there?]

Eh?!

[He whips in that direction.]

Hello?

[Without thinking, he starts walking towards it-- quicker, this time, so maybe he can catch them before they're gone.]

[It's silent and still, as soon as he moves that way. And it stays that way, until a moment later, when there's a definite real laugh behind a door just to your left. If you look, Tsuna, there is a door labeled "Yamanaka Ino."

Will you open it?]

[Damn it. Maybe this ridiculously oppressing loneliness is making him delusional. But then he hears that laugh and his heart skips another beat, and he looks at the door.

There's a door, and it's labeled, and it's not his name. He blinks once, twice, to make sure that is the name he thinks he sees. Immediately, conflicting feelings boil up; Ino was one of the people who had been in Paradisa far too long, and she didn't deserve coming back, and especially not to a castle that was empty, save for one boy. At the same time, he feels his hopes rising-- It's Ino, possibly his closest friend in Para, his... big sister figure-- and she could be behind that door. He wouldn't be alone anymore. And there's guilt, too-- what right does he have to wish this terrible, lonely, empty place on a friend, especially one who'd helped him so much?

He jumps at the coldness in his hand, and realizes he's already got a hand on the doorknob. He takes a gulp, braces himself, and opens the door. The name slips out from his mouth, unbidden:]

Ino?

[When he opens the door, what he'll find is not a pretty scene. The room is messy, like it hasn't been cleaned in a long time. Cobwebs dust the corners, and there are broken pieces of furniture and glass strewn about on the floor.

But the bed is perfectly preserved, and Ino is laying on her back, head leaning off the edge of the bed, holding her journal above her face. She looks unkempt, hair messy and clothes wrinkled, which is a sure sign something is wrong, here.

She completely ignores Tsuna's intrusion into her room in favor of giggling at something in the journal]

Stop! You're horrible, you know that? [The reply from the journal, something from a pre-recorded conversation, makes little sense, but she doesn't seem to care, she just laughs again]

[The state of the room startles him. The state of Ino startles him. (It really is Ino, though, isn't it?) Maybe for one second, his heart leaped for joy that it was actually Ino; probably less, maybe for only a millisecond. But it had been replaced by confusion, nervousness, worry.

Regardless, he closes the door behind him, and walks closer, heart rife with emotion.]

Ino, hey..

[When he addresses her again, her temper seems to flare, and she'll sit up, journal in her lap. She glares at him, fists clenched at her sides]

How many times do I have to tell you! Go away! I know you're not real! [She's grabbing a knife from somewhere next to her and flinging it at him -- you'd better duck, Tsuna :(]

HEE!

[Duck he does-- and the knife slices off a few strands of hair.

He's definitely a bit alarmed at the reaction, and throws his hands up placatingly, waving them.]

A-ah, wait a second!

[She just throws him a seething glare and then turns to lay back down on the bed, facing away from him this time. If she can't see him maybe he'll go away!]

Now, where were we ... ?

[He knows it's not his fault. Ino was clearly out of it.

Regardless, the rejection cuts deeper than that knife could have.

He comes over, hesitating a moment, before reaching to touch her on the shoulder.]

Ino... I'm real.

[Now THAT gets her attention. As many times as she'd seen apparitions and illusions of people she cared about, none of them could ever reach out and touch her. It startles her enough that she screams, scrambling away from him in surprise]

[The scream is piercing, and Tsuna jumps.]

Sorry! Sorry.

[She just stares at him, wide-eyed, now that she's gotten a little distance between them. It takes her a few moments, but she finally reaches out with a shaking hand to touch him back, to make sure she wasn't imagining it]

[Was it possible for someone else's suffering to cause you physical pain? The uncertainty, the hope in Ino's eyes make his insides twist up something horrible.

But he offers a smile, reaching out with his own hand, fingers brushing against her palm.]

I'm here.

[She takes in a big breath when he lets his fingers touch her hand, moving like she wants to flinch away again, but -- with tremendous effort, she doesn't.

Instead, tears well up in her eyes as she looks at him, and she wraps her fingers around his hand tightly, like maybe she can keep him here if she has a firm grip on him]

[His smile widens a little, and he closes the rest of the gap between them, sitting on the bed next to her.]

Ino...

[It comes out softer than he intended; he can feel tears pricking at his own eyes. Seeing her like this was so painful, but... they were tears of joy, too. He wasn't alone, anymore. Neither of them were.]

[She takes in a few shaky breaths, before she can't hold it in anymore, and the tears roll down her cheeks. She keeps her grip on his hand tight, though she seems to have some aversion to moving the rest of her body any closer. Instead, she just buries her face in her knees as she starts to cry]

You're real ...

Yeah...

[Well, that's alright, because Tsuna has absolutely no problems with shifting his body so he can wrap an arm around Ino's back. One of his own tears escapes, but he's still smiling.]