Screw Logic (Dream Sequence, Cata)

An elevator? I guess this is okay. I look down at the dress I'm in. Odd. Didn't know I had this little number. Its nice though. A chocolate brown with brunt orange accents. Bit short, but the little petticoat beneath the skirt that makes it poof a bit helps cover.. I reach under.. My thong. I feel sort of naked, but whatever. The elevator ride isn't long and the doors open with a faint 'ding'. I step out and look around. Hmm.. What is this place? I shrug and walk by a couple of demons.

A couple of wolf whistles and I smile back cheerfully. Weird. I come home finally and this is what I come to. But for some reason I can't really bring myself to care. I blink as I hear music. I perk. Ooo.. A bar. And this is a cute outfit. It so calls for me to show it off. I haven't hit the scene in quite a while since Jyn and I broke up. I step within and feel relaxed. My outfit is eye catching and sexy, yet not too much for this quaint place.

I slip over to the bar, not looking around to much as I lean on the counter next to a guy I don't really look at as I smile at the bartender. He sets a blueberry martini in front of me and my smile brightens. "Arigato!" I chirp and gently pluck it up.

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“Why milk?” I wonder looking down in it. It wasn’t that I particularly cared, milk was fine, but I wondered if the bartender read my thoughts. Perhaps I had spoke without knowing it? The hand not supporting my head comes forwards and takes the glass. I lean up as I drink from it and sit down. Looking up, I noticed a small television in the corner crook above the bar and to the side of the liquor cabinet. On it, I could see some large platinum haired demon battling it out with a slender white haired demon that seemed to always be smiling. I figured this must be their version of ESPN or something. My gaze lowers and shifts along the bar, looking at the other denizens of the establishment. I hear a “thanks” chirped along the bar which brought my attention to a familiar figure sitting not too far from me. “Shiori,” I murmur lightly under my breath on sight of her. I often had wondered how I would react if I saw her out in public; he had broken up and all, I wondered what was alright and what wasn’t. I didn’t even know if she would talk to me if I spoke to her; I didn’t necessarily have that right. I was the one that initiated the break up since Izumi was conveniently around. My gaze shifts back as I look down at the glass of milk in front of me. The bartender comes by and drops two cubes of ice in it, for reasons unknown, and then walks off. Not really paying that action any mind, I glance back up towards Shiori. I wouldn’t try to, but if I caught eye contact with her, it would linger before I would look away without saying anything. If she did not catch me looking at her, I might check her out a little bit; she did look pretty impressive in her dress. I wondered if it were for someone special that she was meeting here.

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The soft jazz has me swaying lightly as I stand at the bar. I'm in a good mood somehow. This place makes me not feel the weight of my life I suppose. Honestly I can't remember what had me stressed earlier. Eh.. I don't mind. This is so much better. I lift the martini to my lips and take a nice sized sip. My eyes widen at the alcohol within. I set it down and cough lightly. Bit too strong for my liking. My eyes tear slightly and I cough into my hand. I then make a face and push the delicate glass away and turn my head to hide my slight blush for acting like a child with her first drink.

I look around and my eyes turn back to the bar only to lock onto a pair gazing at me. My eyes widen with the sight of those familiar eyes. "Jyn.." I breath out. Odd to run into him in a place like this, but kami its nice to see him. Something is tingling in the back of my mind about him, but I can't seem to remember at this moment. I brace myself and move around a couple of people and walk up to him with a smile on my lips.

"Hey there. Odd running into you here, Jyn," I say warmly. I will always have feelings for him, even if he left me. He deserves better, even if I selfishly want to be the one who is 'better' for him. I flick my eyes to the milk and arch a brow as I look at him once more. "Milk?" I ask in a teasing voice.

-522

After our gaze met, it seemed she was heading this way. I begin to take a large drink from the glass before I remembered it was milk and wondered just how lame that looked like to be drinking milk at a bar; damn that bartender. Still, her greeting is warm; I had watched her approach, giving me time to admire her form and I greet her in my usual air as I nod and confirm, “I agree.” She seemed like she was being cordial, but I did not have that skill set. I had comfortable and awkward; there was little maneuvering room in there; since I tended to be pretty straightforward, I did not know how to put up social fronts and hide my feelings behind a smile and words. My gaze follows hers as it goes to the milk. Looking back up, I explain, “it’s a special type of white drink…” As if to disprove me, the bartender rests the carton on the table which stated ‘Kazerus 2% Milk’ plain as day on it. I look at the carton and then raise an eyebrow to the bartender thinking ‘ass…’ Did he not like me? I didn’t even know him. My gaze shifts back to Shiori as I speak generically enough, “you look well.” The reason I didn’t know how to proceed around her might stem from feelings I still had for her. I wanted to be with her, but she simply wasn’t around enough. On top of that, I knew Izumi’s feelings for me were genuine; it was a mutual breakup, so at least it wasn’t messy. I remembered my grandmother candidly informing me when I was young than when you loved someone, you took a little piece of their soul every time you ‘loved’ them; thus making it hard for you to pull yourself from that person. It would be visible that I would be slightly unconfident on how to communicate with her; the bad part was that knowing her, I knew she knew me well enough to be able to tell.

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He's so cute when he is awkward. Poor man doesn't know how to act normal. But then has Jyn ever acted normal? Hmm.. Good question. But hey. I love him just as he is. He then tries to play off that his drink isn't milk and I bite my lower lip to stifle my laughter as the bartender tries to embarrass him. Poor man. I laugh softly after a moment though and lean my side against the counter so that I'm standing in front of him. My smile returns as he goes for a generic line for speaking to one's ex.

"Jyn. Lighten up. We are friends, ne?" I say to him and pluck up the milk and take a sip. Not bad. And its ice cold, just the way I like it. I set the glass back down and lean in towards him. "Also.. You look well also. Very handsome in the business man attire. Congrats on commissioner," I say to him and give him back his personal space. I gently reach out and brush a couple pieces of hair from his face, my gaze softening. I really do love him so much still.

"How are things? Are you eating well? You're not letting them overwork you are you?" I ask, always concerned for him. I miss making him breakfast before he would go to work. And if we both had the night off we would curl up with a movie or just go to bed and make love. "Don't be nervous to talk to me like you use to. I miss you alot you know."

-789

Her words confirmed what I figured she would pick up on. In my mind I protest that of course, I could casually front; I was light, I was hip. I could tell myself I knew how to act normally. Right? I watch as she takes a sip from my milk and then sits the cup back; she was informal as always and now I had the impression of her lips on my glass. My gaze lifts back up to receive her compliment. I guess I finally became a man her family could approve of now; I went through a lot of crap with her family due to the fact that I was a no body in society. Now I was a ‘nobody’ with a lot of responsibilities… which seemed to make me somebody, social class wise. My body doesn’t move when her hand comes to my face; it couldn’t. I was frozen by the proximity she held with me and held captive by emotions pulling their way back to the surface of my heart. After her words, my gaze shifts to the side as I murmur, “who’s nervous?” I really wasn’t good with dealing with this, and I didn’t quite know how to answer back her feelings. Unconsciously I could realize that this probably wasn’t real; I mean the bartender had horns… I would have normally shot him by now… several times… I eventually respond, “I suppose it makes me a bit happy to hear that you miss me. It’s not like I don’t miss you either…” Around this time the other people in the bar would be molding into the background and the actual tavern would change slightly to be more like a hotel lobby than an actual bar. The setting became more refine and intimate with less clutter.

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My smile softens at his murmur. Hoestly his personality is how I fell so hard fro him. He's just... I don't know how to explain it. But his personality always balances mine out. I pull my hand away from him, even though I want to touch him. Kami I want to touch him. Staddle him right on his stool and show him what he still makes me feel. My body agrees with my thoughts but I don't act on them. He's dating someone from what I remember.. Right?

I blink and then I find myself looking around. Hmm.. Scene change. My mind is trying to grasp what that means. Uh. A dream maybe? Would make sense. But this feels so real. Maybe I finally died and this is my purgatory. Odd that Jyn would be in it. I push the thoughts away. I might as well enjoy this. I bfind myself blushing faintly as he mentions missing me. "I'm sure your being spoiled by your new girlfriend," I say softly and look to the side. "Hey. I'm sorry I traveled so much. I'm young. I needed to find myself. But.. I think I have now.. Think I could win you back?" I ask, peering at him once more.

I lean close, gazing into his eyes. "I won't leave anymore.. I'll deal with a normal job. I mean. Even demon hunting isn't that big anymore.. I.." I pause and smile sadly. "Its rude of me to ask like this. I'm sorry, Jyn sweetie. I just.. Can't stand the thought of you being with someone else.."

-1053

The side mention of me being spoiled by my girlfriend probably didn’t have the effect that would be appreciated by Shiori. It only made me think about Izumi and the life that we were living together. Up until recently, before “that” happened, she had always been there supporting me. It wasn’t until lately that something mysteriously happened, that she described ‘turned her into a monster.’ I had the worry lingering in my heart that we would never be the same, but still, I was hopeful that things would work out for the best. With that realization, I wondered if that was why I was having this obvious dream. It could be that I was worried about Izumi turning into a demon therefore I conjured up my ex? It would be a stretch, but at least semi rational. It would seem that my unconscious was working against my conscious. The Shiori here was too perfect and bringing back too many real emotions of what used to be. Her question pieces me like a sword. My eyes widen as she asks it, but then my gaze shifts to the side. This was a dream… I knew it couldn’t be her really saying this. Her words were perfect; just the thing needed to draw me towards her… the whole situation was convenient. My voice is low as it murmurs in frustration with myself, “it’s not that easy… that can’t be my answer… to run away…” Looking up to Shiori, I speak, “you’re not real… this is a dream I’m having. Why are you torturing me if you know I still love you?” Before I knew it, that last sentence escaped my lips. It couldn’t be true? I couldn’t rationalize where it came from and why. Why now of all times for this dream.

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His eyes widen and I can tell I have surprised him. I would do these things for him though. I'm a bit tired of being the 'go getter' in a way. I miss him. Miss that security he would give me. Everything about him.. I've been so empty since we broke up completely. And the knowledge that he has most likely slept with another woman is a bitter pill I'll have to swallow. I shouldn't have let him go. I should have stopped being selfish and been there for him more. But all those years of my life being dictated in my household.. I needed a time where I made my own decision, yet in the end I ended up hurting the one man I had come to love in my life.

He looks to the side and murmurs more to himself than me and I blink in surprise. Then he looks at me and my surprise grows. Whoa. I'm a dream? No. If this is a dream.. Then he isn't real.. Right? Because this has to be my dream. Great. My head hurts just a twinge. But the last part of his little tirade has my mouth falling open slightly, my eyes widening in shock. I.. Had not expected that.

I take a moment to recover and I close my mouth and straighten myself a bit. "No. You're the dream," I counter, brow furrowing faintly. "And even if I was a dream. Even then I would never torment you since I love you far too much. You should know that Jyn," I add. This is a bit confusing. Why am I dreaming this. Is this like a vision? Is some deity trying to tell me I should go and try and win him back? I lean in close again. "Jyn. I love you. And I want to be with you so bad it hurts. Just tell me what you want? I'll work a nine to five job if that's what you want.. Just.. I want an 'us' again."

-1392

Her words were confusing as she advised that I was the dream. It was a clever way to counter the accusation of her being a dream. I figured that arguing with her about who was make-believe was pointless since I was pretty sure that I was real. As she continues to speak her words of influence, my gaze shifts down and I bring a hand to the side of my head. I didn’t know what I was thinking; I couldn’t resist her if she came to me like this. It was asking too much from me; perhaps this was the correct situation to run away from. I stand up from the bar stool and step back with body facing her. As I move, the bar vanishes and the scene fades yet again molding the form of my apartment around us. It would be in the condition that it was in when Shiori and I lived together. We would be in the room we shared for that time and the night’s moon light filtering in through the slots over the window. I would feel something come to the back of my knee, and off balance I would find myself sitting on my bed and looking to her. “This was where… we were us…” I murmur as I look around my surroundings. My gaze shifts back to her; I wanted to believe her words, but I knew such a thing couldn’t be possible. “The Shiori I remembered was too independent and free spirited,” I speak in soft disbelief, “she wouldn’t submit everything to me…” She did enough wifely duties to fit the bill, but in the end; I knew that she had a strong will and could up and vanish at any time.

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He gets to his feet and I almost reach out for him not to go. Fear seizes me. Something brought me back to the present. Right? Something about Jyn. But I don't remember. The scene around us shifts and I realize this is a dream. Fuck how I wish this was real. The place we end nearly brings tears to my eyes. This. This was once home for us. I want it back so badly. My dress is gone, replace by one of his shirts that is a bit big on me. I had a habit of wearing his clothes to bed, especially when he had to patrol, just so I wouldn't feel alone.

His murmured words make me nod, my eyes sad. I miss this life so much. But that whole thing with us in the past and such. God we grew apart. He continues speaking and I step closer to his seated form. My hands reach down to cup his face if he will allow to tip his gaze up to mine. I must look silly in the over sized Div12 shirt and my panties. My hair is down and slides a bit over my shoulders.

"What if I'm tired of it, Jyn?" I ask softly. "Tired of running around and not being with you. I would still work.. Possibly in my family office in Metro. But I would try and stop putting myself in danger all the time. I've grown bored of it Jyn. If I need to I can go see Angela for a training area where I don't risk being maimed. I'm still free spirit in a way.. But.. I'm willing to settle. For you I would.."

-1674

The way she looked was among my favorite memories of her and this dream knew it. Though I had never mentioned it, I always liked the sight of her in my shirt; the accessibility of her like this led to many tussles in the sheets. I start to remember how skilled she was in bed and the almost insatiable sexual appetite she held. She left me drained on several occasions, even wanting more after I had given her my best. It was almost scary, but in the best possible of ways. The words follow the visual as she approaches. My hands move back to prop my body up and as I lean back as she lifts my face, I find myself garbed in my usual home attire of grey sweatpants and a Division 12 tee shirt. It was easy to tell by our attire that we enjoyed being comfortable when home. For the moment, my gaze and the tilt of my head, is controlled by her. I was at the point of just wanting to agree with it all. In a soft and defeated tone, I attempt to look to the side as I say, “stop it…” I couldn’t buy into this dream; it would just make it that much harder when I woke up. I had to live in reality and the decisions that I’ve made. “Please…” I say softly. It felt futile; I knew she would know those words were a defense, and I knew she could easily overwhelm me. At this point she had successfully breached my defenses.

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I stand between his legs, his body leaned back and propped up with his arms. Kami how I've missed having them wrapped around me. Everything about Jyn I miss. Especially how he would treat me like any other person. I held no titles in our home. I was Shiori. I was his. I still am his. I haven't been with another man since then. I had made out with Pennywise, but no other man had known my body. No.. I belong to this man. Please. Kami. I don't ever want this dream to end. This is the life I want.

He looks away and his defeated tone nearly breaks my heart. I feel tears pricking my eyes. Please... Please let me have this. I want it to be real. I don't want to wake up in my bed all alone. I just can't bare it anymore. "Jyn..." I whisper, my voice choked with emotion. I don't want to cry. But I'm so afraid I'll wake up from this. From him. "Please... Don't give up on us," I ask him softly. I let go of his face and brace my hands on his thighs, pressing my lips to his cheek his his head is turned.

"Jyn. If this is a dream. I don't want to wake... I'll be alone. Please.. Jyn. Just this once. Be spontanious and come and see me at Yume's place.." I stop and choke back a bitter laugh. "Why am I asking a dream to come to me.. God. If you came there I would do anything to have you again, sweetie. I love you so much."

-1944

As she stood over me, though I was retreated, I wanted her to lean over onto me. She comes down and her lips come to my cheek, though I wanted much more. I hear the words come in for me to meet her. I couldn’t possibly do something like that; that was crazy. I was sure she wouldn’t want to see me, right? How would I even explain going over that. Furthermore, it would be close to premeditated cheating. That’s not something I would be able to tell Izumi when she called… She was away now, it would look weak of me to go and see Shiori while Izumi was going through so much. I scold myself for not being able to get over my weakness of moving to whosever convenient when the person I loved vanished… but then I realized that’s what I originally did with Shiori. Did she deserve that to happen, or did she deserve for me to be faithful for her to return like I was telling myself to do with Izumi? I was confused and unsure on what was right or not. With her words, I knew that this dream might be coming to an end soon; it just felt that it might. As with dreams you can partially control, I knew my time was limited. Greedily, I wanted to take her here and now; it wouldn’t technically be cheating since it wasn’t physical… but…

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He's silent. But he doesn't try to move away from me. I know Jyn. I know what he likes. How to get him riled. I especially know how to make him melt when my mouth happens to be wrapped around a certain appendage. I want him back. Screw Izumi. He was mine until she walked into the picture. His loyalty to me only seemed to falter when she sauntered in. Something within me is realizing this. Who the hell was I if I lost to her? I was raised to be alot tougher than this. I'm a fuckin' Kyro for Kami sake. But if I wake up from this and I go see him.. If she is there.. How will I react? Can't just go and kill her by running her through with one of my blades.

I sigh softly against his cheek and straighten myself. I feel like I don't have alot of time. I pull the shirt up and over my head. I toss it to the side and stand in front of him with my breasts bared to him, standing in only a simple pair of white bikini cut cotton panties. I only wear all that fancy crap when we were going out or when it was a treat to get him to come to bed instead of playing a game on his game system. I liked to wear cute yet comfortable.

"Jyn. Please... Even in my dreams.. Its only you who touches me.."

-2191

For a moment I feel as if I’m off the hook as she straightens up. Then, I watch as she frees herself from the shirt and am left stunned by the image of her semi nude form presenting itself to me. The confession comes and for some reason, I believed her words. Her devotion to me was already something very strong, rivaled only by her devotion to herself. I never really had a valid reason to worry about her cheating on me; she was trustworthy in that aspect. As expected, there would be growth in my nether regions casting a tent about the center of the sweatpants. Instead of moving away from her, I find myself drawn towards her. I was invited to touch and I wanted to touch. Reaching forwards, I take her hand with my right hand and pull her towards me. My left hand lifts and slides down her slender torso coming to rest on the side of her ass. I pull her down towards me as I lean back, placing my back onto the bed with her on top. I wanted her in this instance; rationale was losing its touch ans my lust would fuel my actions. Here and now pulled to the forefront while values and obligations were pushed to the back burner. “Shiori…” my lips murmur lightly solidifying her victory in this dream campaign.

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I was one of those girls that guys never had to worry about me cheating. I just saw no sense in it. If your with a guy and you don't want to be with him. Don't cheat. Break up with him and then go fuck who you want. But something about Jyn... I just haven't been able to go past kissing. Once it starts going past that I push anyone away just in the end, its not him. I chew on my lower lip, wondering what he will do. I feel like I can't control him even though its my dream. My eyes flick down as I see him get aroused. It sends a thrill through my body to know I still affect him.

I gasp as he suddenly pulls me to him. I nearly squeak as he pulls me down on top of him. I let my body settle and fix myself so that I'm straddling him. A faint shaft of moonlight is our only light. I sit up, my tattoos showing in the faint light. Just a sign of the wildness I had displayed in the past. I had needed adventure. But now I find myself questioning it all. I smile as he murmurs my name. My hands rest on his chest and I rub my bottom enticingly along that hardened length. "What do you want, Jyn?" I ask in a soft purr.

-2426

I feel a low moan of pleasure lift to my throat as she rubs against me. She knew just what was needed to get me riled up; she had the mapping to all of my buttons and could press them flawlessly. All that was needed was for the clothing to be removed, which seemed like an insanely easy feat at this moment. Memories of the moist wet core that lay beyond those cotton panties return to my mind; it had been an inviting home for my length many a night. My eyes close as I lean back in the softness of my bed. I feel her rubbing and asking me what I wanted. “Mmm,” comes softly from my chest. My body leans up as I sit up in the bed and bury my face into her chest. I made the decision not to hold back any more. I didn’t need her to give me what I wanted when I could merely take it. As I nuzzle in her chest, I start to feel a hardness pressing against my forehead.

My eyes open as I see whiteness. After focusing for a moment, I draw my head back to see some brown mixed in there. Rising up fully, I see the top of my desk. I realize that I had fallen asleep while doing work late at the office; I was in my chair at my desk. Looking down, I see my hand holding my crotch, which it releases as I give a sigh and fall flat on the desk, resting my head there. “Fuck…” I murmur slightly before lifting back up and leaning back in the office chair. With a sigh, I stand up and wake up fully; the clock on my desk read 3:53 am. To the side of the clock was a picture of me and Izumi in a frame; a reminder of the committed relationship that I was in. “What a cruel dream…” I speak in a low tone as I gather together my belongings. I didn’t care about how I left my desk or the work on it; I would return to it tomorrow. It was hard adjusting to handling my workload with my secretary MIA. After gathering together my items, I make my way towards the door to my office to leave. I would at least sleep in my own bed tonight.

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I smile as he half moans for me. I've never minded doing the work suring sex. There are some girls out there that I know just lay back and always expect the guy to do the work. How boring. He sits up and I laugh softly as he nuzzles his face into my breasts. A favorite past time it would seem. But then I feel fur. Wait. Did Jyn just mew?

My eyes snap open and I sit up suddenly, the room spinning. "No.." I whisper. A dream. A beautiful, cruel dream. I feel tears sliding down my cheeks and I choke back a sob. I dreamt of him. My wonderful Jyn. But.. But my Jyn is dead. Right? I remember now. Why I returned to the present. I had to know the truth. Ghost mews and comes to curl up in my lap. "Oh Ghost... At least I always have a piece of Jyn through you," I sob softly to the fat ball of fur. My hands cover my face and my body trembles as I cry. It had been so cruel to dream of him. To have him so close and then it just ended.

I take a moment to gather myself. I wipe away my tears and take a calming breath. I look at the time. The blaring red lights of the alarm clock shine at me. 3:55 am. Great. I wonder if I'm going to be able to sleep alone in my bed. Yume is staying with me mom and dad because of a wedding she's helping them with. I scoop Ghost up and hold him close. He purrs and I look out my window. I have never felt so alone. Even with my weapons flitting in the back of my mind, they are not physically here to hold me. Not here to keep me warm. New silent tears fall and I lay down with Ghost tucked close. He is still purring, knowing I need comfort. I seriously think this cat is a person in kitty form.

My eyes flick to the clock again and my eyes catch a glint of something. I reach over and grab it. I hold it up and my eyes widen and I feel like fate just punched me in the gut.

Its the key... To Jyn's place...

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