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[snowburned]

After reading a little, it looks like I'm not the only one who had a strange dream last night. I remember this from before... Well, if I end up dreaming someone else's dream that's embarrassing for them, I promise in advance to pretend I didn't.

Last night, though, Kiba--I think I had your dream.

No, I'm certain I did.

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[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

Well, she did look a lot like you. Maybe it was your mom.

[He frowned.]

Which is still fucked up, in a whole other way.

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

[Her mother? Well, everyone had a mother, it wasn't that strange a concept. Then why did it feel so wrong?]

Wait. You're saying--you think I was the baby?

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

Makes sense if your dream starts at the beginning, don't it?

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

That's...that does make sense. I don't know if I believe it, but I was a child in the next part...

[And then something else occurred to her, something horrifying enough that she felt her legs weaken and quickly found a seat on the nearest bed.

No. No, it couldn't be...could it?]

Oh my god.

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

[Kiba jumps forward to grab her arm, alarmed at her sudden drop.]

What? What happened?

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

Hakuteiken said we're married because he remembered his wedding. He saw it in a wedding crystal.

[The words are coming out a little dazed. Instead of freaking out, she feels a little like shutting down.]

He remembered my face. But if there's someone out there who looks like me...maybe he didn't.

1/?

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

[Processing...]

So he might not be married to you?

[That should make him happy, right? Except...]

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[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

HOLY FUCK--YOU THINK HE'S YOUR DAD?

[Kiba--No tact. No discretion. No clue.]

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

SHUT UP! I DON'T KNOW! Oh, god...

[She wanted to throw up. She felt like she would, any second now.]

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

SHIT. HOLY SHIT.

[He finally noticed she's looking a little green, and tried to calm down for her sake.]

Hey, uh...you want a bucket or something?

[He didn't need to throw up, but he could use a drink or 5.]

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

No.

[She speaks quietly at first, but then with more certainty.]

No. I want a memory crystal. And if that doesn't tell me what I need to know, I need another one. Whatever it takes. I have to know this for sure, for myself.

[starstruckstray.livejournal.com]

[He finally calms at the serious, resolute note in her voice.]

Well...you can find them down here sometimes. In the Wilderness, I mean. We can ask around when you get off work.

[He leans into her, bumping her shoulder with his.]

All right?

[snowburned.livejournal.com]

[She leans her head over to rest on his shoulder. It's a small comfort, at least.]

Not really. But I'll cope.