[It was just a dream... but it hadn't been his dream. The fear and desolation, the confusion and pain... never in his life could he have imagined she'd been put through something so horrid. Not in such strange, confusing places, not for someone as sweet as her.
Not even in his worst nightmare could Otoya have come up with something so... so...
He shudders awake, a cry of protest as the strange link between their dreams was broken because no. NO! He couldn't leave her alone to face such wretched memories. It wasn't right! It wasn't fair, at all, and it was that mantra of 'not alone' that repeated over and over in his head as he yanked on a jacket over his sleep-pants and tee-shirt. Downstairs, he shoved his feet into his shoes and grabbed the car keys and his cellphone off the kitchen counter then rushed out the door.
It only took him a moment before he found himself pulling into her drive, the headlights bright across the windows of the house before he killed the engine.
He had the phone to his ear even as he started to get out of the car.]
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Not even in his worst nightmare could Otoya have come up with something so... so...
He shudders awake, a cry of protest as the strange link between their dreams was broken because no. NO! He couldn't leave her alone to face such wretched memories. It wasn't right! It wasn't fair, at all, and it was that mantra of 'not alone' that repeated over and over in his head as he yanked on a jacket over his sleep-pants and tee-shirt. Downstairs, he shoved his feet into his shoes and grabbed the car keys and his cellphone off the kitchen counter then rushed out the door.
It only took him a moment before he found himself pulling into her drive, the headlights bright across the windows of the house before he killed the engine.
He had the phone to his ear even as he started to get out of the car.]
C'mon, Mor-chan... pick-up, pick-up, pick-up--