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[He was cranky thanks to his sleeping pattern being disturbed. He was getting snappy and decided to slink off for a nap close to noon.]

[Vanitas’ dream was located at some badlands. The main character was front and center dressed in clothes that weren’t really his. Surrounding him was at least a dozen of menacing looking shadow creatures. Vanitas was holding a weird keyblade that looked like it was being held weird. His expression was far from his normal as well. He was looking scared and desperately trying to plea with an old man standing over the whole scene.]

Please don't do this, Master. I'm not strong enough.

[ His “Master” didn’t seem bothered at all by the possible danger.]

No. It is because you are trying to hold it in. Let the dark impulses waken in the pit of your heart. Release them, here and now! Sharpen your fear into rage.

[ More creatures started to appear.]

You must! If you do not let the storm within you run its course, it will wipe you from the face of the world, make no mistake!

[The fear was clear on the boy’s face. He was trying to step back to get away from the ones moving closer. He was looking every where for some place to escape, but there was no where to run.]

Do it. Embrace the darkness. Produce for your Master the X-blade!

[The creatures pounced. And the boy could only guard his face as he yelled.

Everything went completely dark for a moment.

Vanitas was lying there unmoving on his side.]

Really? You would rather die than use the power? Feckless neophyte.

[As his Master spoke the last two words, he used his foot to roll Vanitas over on to his back.]

If I must... I will extract the darkness from within you myself.

[Keyblade was held above the boy. It looks like he was about to deliver a finishing blow.

Everything faded to black as Vanitas let out a pained sound.

He woke up violently. Panicking as he didn’t recognize the room for the first moment and feeling restrained. He had managed to tangle himself in to the blankets. As he kicked and fought them off, he wound up falling head first out of bed.]

((Let me know if you’re interacting with the dream or trying to reach him after the dream. Gray italics is Master Xehanort. Teal Deer video link.))

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[Going to stare at him for a bit. The glasses were interesting. Vanitas will hold out a hand to pretty much say "gimme"]

We- he was. [It's the complicate heart splitting stuff.] That was right before we were split. [He was still not happy with Kimblee, so he was reluctant to go further than that.]

It sounded like you--don't bend the frames, please

_{[He'll remove the glasses and hand them over to Vanitas.]}

Did it hurt? _{[Because you know. Keys and hearts and ripping things apart totally has to be painless, right?]}

[Laying on his back as he put the glasses on.]

It put me in his place because they are my memories too. Must be the new curse.

[Pausing to snag Kimblee's SFC again to look to see if he pressed any of the buttons.]

We were ripped in two while dying. What do you think? [Hissing.]

_{[His curiosity got the better of him--the sunrise was pressed down, and in the corner of the screen the numbers 1908 stood out. He still hasn't figured out what it really meant yet, though.]}

...I see.

_{[Vanitas did you really just hiss at him.

He is giving the nastiest look right now. This is the healthiest friendship ever.}]

What's your problem, Vanitas?

I pressed one too. The numbers were different though. [He would scrounge for his SFC. It was buried under the pillows. Pulling it out and-

the buttons were gone. Huh.

And he will hiss all he wants.]

What isn't my problem? [Aside from what the rest of the population of the Bubble was up to.] I haven't been sleeping well. A communicator decided to broadcast something I've only told you. [A look aimed at Kimblee.] And someone is probably going to take off again if I do spill. Want to touch on the avoidance on your part as well?

[Huffing as he rolled over. Have his back facing again.]

_{[Back, meet metaphorical corner. Kimblee does not like this at all, so don't mind him as he gets a touch defensive in his posture.]}

Fine. If you really want to, then let's talk about my 'avoidance'.

_{[Oh. Oh, Vanitas, oh no. That actually hits a small nerve.]}

Look at me when I'm talking to you, damn it.

[Your choices, Kimblee.]

...are you going to leave if you do? [He hated to admit it, but he would rather keep the other there.

Might be why he was still wearing the glasses and still holding on to his SFC.

Still not looking. Just waiting for an answer to that first.]

_{[He takes orders from a 10 year old, what more do you want?]}

...I should just to see the look on your face.

_{[But he won't.

...Yeah, this was a pretty rare case of him actually being upset with someone. Teenagers, oy.]}

[Letting out a frustrated growl as he rolled over and then hooked an arm around Kimblee. Guess what, you butt, he's going to drag you down.]

You weren't around to see my face the first time.

[Says the one who is supposed to be mature. Geez. Once he succeeds on pulling him down, he will settle himself on top of Kimblee's chest. Can't leave now, nyeh.]

If you need your stupid space, I will go. You're the one who pushes for actual communication after all.

_{[Whoops, someone sure is getting another dirty look as he's dragged down and sat on.]}

I needed both time to myself and time to think away from home, Vanitas. I couldn't do that here.

_{[He squirms a bit until he's able to breathe easier.]} Excuse me for taking a few personal days. You don't have a perfect track record either, you know.

[Give all the dirty looks. Weren't going to phases him. He'll give it a moment to try to bring his emotions under control (some where a number of critters was probably being spawned).]

Legs. Up.

[Sure was being bossy. He will move off the other for a moment so he could adjust and get on the bed.]

You weren't bothered by my personal days. [...which implied Vanitas was. Whoops.] And you saw me on the network even while I was gone.

[Network stalker.] Say something next time. [Sounding deflated now. He hated that his filter was mostly gone and he was too tired to really try to jump start it anyways.]

Remember just who it is your talking to.

_{[Being bothered doesn't come easy to Kimblee. He's still not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but he doesn't really mind it either way. When Vanitas gives him the command, he pulls his legs up on the bed but rolls over so his back was facing the other. He can play that game too!]}

If you were that worried about me, you could've left a message.

[Does this mean he had a whole back to attack if he wanted?]

Would you have even responded? [He took off the glasses and placed it on the other side of the bed.] Besides, you made things pretty clear.

[He's looking over that back for a bit before he laid down. Helping himself to placing an arm around him. He's facing him!]

Would you have, if I tried contacting you when you pulled your disappearing acts?

_{[He snorts a bit, shifting to grab one of his pillows and drags it under his head.]}

...I don't see how.

Yes.

[He doesn't just say the other could contact him just to say it. And again.]

You left and then avoided talking about it or anything connected to it after you came back. How else should I take that?

[He's already figuring it's a no and that it was all thanks to hormones on Kimblee's part. And he wasn't going to wait around like some damn puppy for the other to prove otherwise. This was stupid and he wasn't even sure why he was even bothered.]

You're still--

_{[No, he shouldn't say that. That'd be... Well, that'd probably blow up in his face big time if he kept going down that road.]}

...Just tell me what you want from me, Vanitas. I'm not psychic and I'll be the first to admit I'm rather slow when it comes to these things. _{[Okay, that's...

IT'S NOT MUCH BETTER BUT IT'S BETTER. Truthfully, he wasn't even sure where Vanitas really stood on the matter. He is young. His mind can always change later on down the line, and while it wouldn't be foreign to the alchemist, it's something he'd rather not see for awhile.]}

I'm still what?

[After a moment of hesitation he removed his arm from Kimblee.]

I had thought I was pretty clear before. Do I need to spell it out? [He traced a question mark in to Kimblee's back as he spoke.]

I want to know what you want though. If it was just because of your age.

...It's nothing.

_{[Then he snorts and turns his face into the pillow.]}

Part of it was, yes. I was caught up in the moment. _{[But that didn't mean it was purely because of the curse! That's good, right?]}

[He wants to just roll his eyes.]

...turn around.

[Vanitas is reaching to help tug him around. He will note the "part" in that statement.]

_{[Nopenope, he's going to stay right here.

...Or at least try.

He just ends up being tugged onto his back with one arm still holding the pillow to his head.]}

What?

You still aren't answering and you still aren't really talking.

[Seriously, what a butt. It was kind of close enough. Vanitas will let out a sound before he placed his chin on Kimblee's shoulder. Arranging himself to get comfortable against his side.] And you're still are frustrating.

[Like he should talk.] But I still think the same as what I said before.

[Once he's comfortable and he's sure the other won't escape, he's closing his eyes.] I'm going back to sleep.

...I'll never understand how that twisted mind of yours even begins to work.

_{[But it's not stopping him from curling his other arm around Vanitas' midsection. He'll let everything go quiet for a minute or two, then he's shifting a bit to rearrange the pillow under his head.

Hm.]}

...I have made up my decision more or less. ...I just need you to be patient for a bit longer while I work everything out upstairs. _{[Mentally, of course.]}

You do like it though.

[He mumbled. Even if he thought he was easy enough to understand.

Oh hey! Actual communication on Kimblee's part! Good job, alchemist.]

Normally I don't like being patient. [But this was hardly normal.] I will try.

...Give me until the tenth or eleventh. I should have a proper answer either by then or before.

_{[Does he get a sticker for trying?]}

I'll wake you in a few hours.

[Here. You tried, Kimbutt.

At least he still wasn't be pressed for answers. Yay for turning the conversation on to Kimblee :D]

Alright. [That covered both thing. His breathing will fall into an even pattern as he let himself drift off.]

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