Dream Girl
A/N: Hi! Sorry for not posting anything original (you shouldn't be surprised because this is just mostly a reblogging account rather than original content.) So today , I'm doing the thing I promised to do. I'll be posting this oneshot. It's longer than the first one so get ready for it. I'll be leaving warnings this time.
Dream Girl : An Obamistu Oneshot
AU: REINCARNATION , MODERN DAY
WORD COUNT: 1,256 words (one shot alone)
PROOFREAD: maybe not so sure thou
TRIGGER WARNINGS:
Demonslayer Manga Spoilers , Character deaths,Blood,Sleeping disorders
**PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION**
Additional note: text in italic means flashbacks
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There was this girl in his dreams.
He doesn't know what she looks like completely but , he could make out a few features from what he saw.
Pink to Green hair that were tied in braids. Round and soft green eyes. And a laugh that reminded him of bells and wind chimes but most importantly , was her smile.
Oh that damned smile. That beautiful smile that can light up the darkness that surrounds her . A kind of smile that can lift up people's sadness. The kind of smile you'll never be tired of seeing.
That was her smile.
And it would be a lie if he doesn't love it.
She was from his dreams, as she stood by his side and talked. Her voice has a texture of soft flowers and honey as she continued to describe her day. All he can do is agree and make conversation with her , as he added and asked how her day was.
"Would you like to go with me to this new restaurant?" She asked him one day. He always knew she loved to eat. What more is that he adored every kind moment with her. He nodded his head.
"Amazing! That's such good news!" She exclaimed and held his hand. She looked up and smiled happily, her cheeks flushed red. He stood there speechless, as he wanted to take his hands off but not at the same time.
"You'll love it for sure, Iguro-san!"
As he woke up, the dream girl would leave his side, awaiting for the next time she could go back to him. He would continue on my day like he occasionally does and go back to bed at the end of the day, that is if he doesn't stay up from different things that continue to bother.
His throat felt parched , drying up, wanting any drop of water to go down it to relief itself. Getting himself out of bed, he headed over to the kitchen to replenish. He passed by himself in the mirror during the night. It felt strange, odd at some points but he decided not to bother. He got himself a glass.
In his peripheral vision ,he noticed something standing by. A man with striped haori and heterochromic eyes, one a bright blue and the other a snake-like yellow. He looked and found that it had disappeared.
"Whatever. I guess my eye is just messing around with me. " He shrugged off, placing back the glass on the sink and leaving the kitchen.
He lay on the bed. His body hasn't known how much has passed ever since he had gotten up for that water. He continued to stare at the empty white ceiling , the curtains to the window were closed , and the cold wind from the air-conditioner made him feel safe but not sleepy. He knew that he had a hard time sleeping some nights . It felt like, no matter how much rolling and counting sheep he has done, he couldn't try to sleep, he could finish some work right now but his body doesn't want to move.
"Just go to sleep, Obanai. Just go to sleep. " He said to himself, as if he was scolding a child, rather than taking care of his basic needs. He waited a little more, looking up at the ceiling and back to the window before falling asleep.
The girl in his dreams finally looked up as the world shifted into peace to a state of war. As he held her close to me, the scent of metallic blood passed through , making both of them feel queasy. He never liked the sight of blood, it had always scared him. The way it runs down from a body, its bright red color, its metallic scent, all made him uncomfortable.
He tried to hold her safely, trying to not hurt her as much as possible. She had many injuries from her face, tears streamed down from her eyes. The vision in one of his eyes started to blur, making images had to see. Making her hard to see. The battle rages on around them as they hear swords slash and breaths hitched.
"Can I be your bride?" She asked , tears continued to run down as it mixed with her other bodily fluids. Her breath seems quicker , like she wanted to catch up . He wrapped his arm around her as he looked at her , not wanting to let her go.
"Yes , of course. So long as you can agree to be mine." He answered back, his hand tried to wipe the tears off her face. He pulled her even closer to him , if he's going to die right out, he would like to see with whatever is left of his sight to see her.
The lovers died that day.
He shot out of bed, breathing heavily. He touched his face , feeling dried up tears. Waking up with dried tears felt strange. He never cried in a dream. Letting his eyes adjust to the peaking rays of the morning sun, he stayed in bed for a while , head resting up against the wall ,before getting up for the day and starting his day.
The girl in his dreams never showed up after that day. Who knows where she went and who knows if she's still here now? Where can she be? Has she gotten a better life? All those questions ran through his mind , but one thing is for sure.
The girl in his dreams never visited again.
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Today would mark the 3rd month that the girl in his dreams didn't come back and so is the second month that the masked haori man hasn't shown in the mirror. He felt at peace in a sense , knowing that there would be no strangers staring at him because it makes him feel like he's going mad. Everywhere he went those past three months, he always saw that man.
From the window of his apartment, he can see crowds of people and beautiful pink cherry blossom trees.
Today was the festival after all.
It reminded him of the girl in the dream. Her soft pink hair reminded me of its soft blossoms. Her charming and soft personality. That wonderful smile she always brought with her.
"They mean new beginnings. " She can hear him say in his mind, "Symbols of spring , which renews the cold winter. Don't you think it's beautiful?"
As he stepped out to see the festival, he couldn't help but notice one particular tree. It was far from the rest , so not much would come. It stood there in the wind as it's soft petals landed on the ground. He went closer and admired it from there.
"Such a beautiful tree don't you think? And the way its petals slowly fall down and create a little pink circle made out of flowers beneath it. " A feminine voice asked . It's texture is sweet as honey and pleasant as a flower. He looked away from the tree and stared at the lady.
She was exactly like the dream girl ,but instead of pure Pink-Green hair, it was dyed those colors and was tied in a singular braid. Her kind green eyes were replaced with a dark brown that seemed to shine under the sun.
What didn't change was that smile.
Oh that damned smile. Even in this life, that beautiful smile of hers never left her side.
"Indeed. "
The girl in my dreams finally showed herself and this will be the life where he'll be the man of her dreams.
A/N: Wow, that's long. I haven't written something long in a while (the last one I wrote was on my AO3 acc) I'm really sorry if it's bad, haven't written in so long because of school. I'm slowly trying to improve my writing (last I check , this writing is like something a 7th - 8th grade, shame on me because I'm older) I'll try to improve things. You can leave some feedback so long as its not insulting , I'd love to read it. Also obamistu deserved better, I hope I fo them some sort of justice with this oneshot.