A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you are fast asleep.

[der_hetzer]

Who: der-hetzer and YOU!
When: Friday night
Where: In your dreams.
Summary: Schuldig decides to explore dream scapes a little.
Warnings: Possible creepiness, manipulation and so on.

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[snakeinpants]

Orochimaru had never really been plagued by nightmares until the Third took his arms away from him. Even though the problem had been remedied by a change in body, the nightmares stuck with him, popping up occasionally and often at the least fortunate of moments. Orochimaru did not mind them as much now--they served as nothing but a reminder to always be on guard, that despite how strong he was everything could still be taken away in an instant.

Orochimaru stands amidst shattered roof tiles and trees, his arms hanging limp at his sides. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot use any techniques or will them to move. His face twists into a grimace as agonizing pain lances through him, the Third pulling his soul further out of his body. Orochimaru manages to twitch his fingers and send his sword through the Third's back, but all his former mentor does is open his mouth and laugh. He laughs and laughs and Orochimaru can do nothing but curse him.

[der_hetzer]

And the scene paused, as if frozen in time, as a foreign redhead walked closer to the strange man.

"Frustrating, isn't it?" Schuldig mused, tapering his fingers under his chin, his arms folded over his chest. "To know just how helpless you are."

[snakeinpants]

An involuntary shudder passed through Orochimaru's body as the pain ceased. He looked down at the Shinigami's arm, at his soul in it's grasp in horror. That was until he noticed a strange newcomer approaching him. His eyes narrowed. This wasn't right. The barrier was too strong for anyone to pass through. Had his subordinates...? But no, Orochimaru looked around and saw the barrier through the trees, still keeping everyone else out of his fight.

"Who are you?" If he could have moved his arms, he would have killed this intruder for his impertinence.

[der_hetzer]

"Is that the sort of tone you should take with your savior?" The German asked, amused. Of course, it would take a lot to kill him in dreams. To begin with, to kill somebody in their minds, you would have to convince the mind to convince the body that the person was dead. For a telepath as skilled and powerful as Schuldig was, it would take a lot to beat him at his own game.

ugh sorry for the edits

[snakeinpants]

The stranger's words were so absurd that all Orochimaru could do was laugh--even despite his situation. He looked at Sarutobi, frozen with his mouth wide open, his eyes full of heartless mirth, and abruptly stopped.

"How absurd." There had been many who had tried to 'save' him from his chosen path. But it was too late now. Far too late. Orochimaru did not know who this idiot thought he was, but he was playing with fire in taunting him. Orochimaru did not tolerate insubordination or disrespect, and he was not about to start now. "You should watch what you say, fool."