DR Side Thread: Struggling Between

[paradetherain]

He thought he had this under control. He thought he had worked out a system to keep those kinds of dreams to a minimum.

Apparently not.

Isamu snaps awake in the middle of the night, jolted out of his nightmare from the sound of his own screaming. He presses his hands to his face as he sits up, images of blood and shadows and pain flashing through his mind.

... Why won't this stop?

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[notredeyes.livejournal.com]

You know what you need?


You need an opium pipe. Here, have one.

[arisato-isamu.livejournal.com]

Isamu blinks at the pipe. Isn't this Yue's? What's... what's it doing here?

[notredeyes.livejournal.com]

"You didn't look for Igor like I told you to, did you? Take a puff, moron, it'll help."

God you're an idiot.

[arisato-isamu.livejournal.com]

"... I did. I couldn't find him."

Not going to smoke. He was always told it was bad for you.

Isamu reaches out for a drink of water and ends up knocking the glass off the bedside table. It doesn't break, but the water spills everywhere.

"Ah..."