Toru cracked his dark orbs and looked beyond; dark. Black is all he saw for what seemed like miles. In a wave of anxiety he walked rapidly searching for any sort of light. As he marched forwards, his fear increased dramatically with every step. Beads of sweat rolled down his flushed skin as he accelerated in pace. The blonde man started skipping steps unconsciously, almost ran midway.

Where am I??

The same question ran through his momentary frozen mind as he dashed forward through the dim place. At last, after an eternity of fear and sprints, his eyes landed on a bright square at the end of the tunnel. The forsaken guitarist hurtled towards the light and ran across it hoping to find refuge from the eerie place beyond, however, he found himself falling into a swirling abyss without a known bottom.

As his subconscious played tricks on him, Toru's sleeping figure started producing whimpers loud enough to wake up Taka who was lying right beside him, placing his head on the guitarist's chest which now held his racing heart. Immediately grasping the situation, Taka rised to his elbows and tried waking Toru up, who at that point was calling Taka's name with some tears forming at the edges of his squeezed lids.

Inside his dreamland, his nightmare at that, Toru has fallen into what looked like their beloved living room. He straightened his bulky figure and walked to the couch right away. There he found Taka, sinking in a pool of his own crimson blood. As if he was struck with a spell, Toru stood there rooted to the ground,tears cascading down his cheeks as ghosts swam in his pupils.He held the small figure tight and sobbed. Even though he very well knew it was a nightmare, he couldn't help but cry. His beloved, his soulmate.

Toru was drenched with Taka's blood at that point. He prayed for someone to wake him up, for something to throw him out of that creepy land he had fallen to.

......Toru

He looked down, it was Taka's voice, but the Taka in his arms was already motionless.

Toru

Again. He looked around and suddenly realized; Taka was calling him. The real Taka, his fiance back in their lovely bedroom, away from the hideous dreams he was experiencing.

"WAKE UP TORU" he heard Taka shout as his eyes fluttered open. Toru straightened his back and looked around, he was still in bed, still covered in the white blanket, still beside Taka. The shaken man was drenched in cold sweat when the vocalist tucked him in a tight embrace. "Don't worry" he said "it's just a dream" Taka patted Toru's back "I'm here" he soothed.

Toru closed his eyes, Taka's dying figure still vivid behind his lids. The sticky sensation of blood haunted him. What was the meaning behind all that? He asked himself as he burried his nose in Taka's neck and tightened his grip around his precious lover. Taka was still very much alive in his arms, still shone with colours of energetic souls. His body was warm, still raged with energy.

The soothing words Taka was murmuring finally broke the barrier of Toru's thoughts and spilled onto his mind. The older man felt Toru's muscles relax considerably before he pulled from the hug. Not far away though, only the minimum distance needed for him to look at Toru. He sighed in relief when he noticed the change in Toru's features. The crying sleeping figure was long gone now, his eyes showed serenity as he stared back at Taka.

"Are you feeling better now?" Taka wondered softly, swiping Toru's wet bangs from his forehead using his tender fingers. Toru merely nodded, before melting himself into Taka's arms again. The vocalist only smiled at the other's action, returning his man's cuddle. "Let's go back to sleep ok?" Toru hesitated, but before he could respond to Taka's proposal, the latter pursed the matter. "Don't worry, I won't let go" He indicated, clutching a little tighter at Toru's back. "I will never let you go, my love"