( ｄｒｅａｍ )-1
effects: Just a general feeling of contentment and cheerfulness!
warnings: N/ASorata can be seen in a smallish kitchen. It's a nice kitchen, but plain, and the sky outside the window is almost completely dark. He's washing dinner dishes in the sink, using both hands instead of just his left. As he rinses off each dish, he hands it over to the girl doing the drying, who is extrodinarily pretty. They do their work in silence.
From an open doorway to the side, voices can be heard, and two people can be glimpsed lingering at the dinner table-a boy and a girl, around the same age but a bit younger than Sorata and the other girl. Yuzuriha is doing most of the talking, but Kamui does quietly respond, or smile, or nod along; he isn't doing much of the talking, but he's clearly engaged.
After a moment it's clear that Sorata and the other girl-Arashi-have been quiet because they're listening in on this conversation.
"He seems to be doing better," Arashi says in a soft voice, "lately."
"Improvin' day by day!" It's a bit more of a struggle for Sorata to keep his enthusiasm-and voice-down. While Arashi concentrates on her work, he is constantly glancing over at her, and whenever she takes a plate or cup from him his hand lingers in place a second longer than it should. "It's good he an' Yuzuriha-chan are gettin' to be good friends. He needs more of 'em. It's good for him."
"…Yes," Arashi says. A lock of her hair falls in front of her shoulders, and she tucks it back again. Sorata watches. "But even so…" She frowns very slightly, pensive.
"Don't worry! He's movin' along at a good pace," he says, washing and handing off the last of the cups, then drying his hands off on a towel. "It ain't like a few months ago. It ain't like he's completely back to his old self," Sorata concedes, "but I was talkin' to Subaru-san the other day, an' Kamui really is reachin' out to people again."
"Perhaps so, but that doesn't mean that in an attack, he'll be able to act," Arashi says, now with a real worried frown.
"That's why he has you an' me an' the others, 'Neechan!" Sorata drops his hand over her significantly smaller one. Arashi looks surprised but doesn't move. For a moment, neither does he, but then he picks up her hand and cups it between both of his. "But now ain't a time for worryin', y'know! What this is a good time for is a daaay-"
Sorata doesn't even get to finish saying date before Arashi yanks her hand away with an annoyed expression, and marches towards the door. "What the time is is time for you to put the dishes away, Sorata-san," she says coolly on her way out; as she leaves the kitchen Yuzuriha greets her. Sorata, left behind, looks torn between disappointment and amusement.
"So cold, 'Neechan!" he calls over to her, but then obeys her instruction with a soft smile.
( a few hours after this, sorata wakes up and notices. He has to smile a bit at the memory, missing everyone in it fiercely, but seeing arashi like that… remembering the last time he saw her, and what happened after… it's not quite painful, but it's surprising. he's never felt anything but completely happy when he's seen her before. he's certainly never felt regret before. no. he can't think of it like that. what he needs to do is get back to work in getting out of here and back to her. )
My first dream, huh? I'm just glad it ain't an embarrassin' one! Hey, hey, isn't she a beauty? Just like I've said, isn't she the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? Even her name is!
Okay! I'm inspired by Arashi's beautiful face! I'm gonna spend the rest of the day lookin' around for a way home! As well as for postcards, ingredients, an' a bell to ring a bunch of times!