dream of a lost child III

okay, i'll continue from the previous one.

"what? what do you mean my friend? are they your real parents?"

"i don't know either. i asked you that before but you never tell me. it feels weird when you asked me back," replied the boy. his face shows some worry and displeasure.

"weird," i breathed out tiredly.

he looked at me back before replying, "you're weird."

i look at him after i heard him and smiled, "am i always weird like this?"

he cut off our eye contact to stare at the floor. "yes, lately you have been. but sometimes i think it was seasonal since there were times that you're really okay but the next month you'd go weird and you'd ask a lot of stupid things. it's almost like you just lost your memories."

i frowned hearing him said that. i don't know what happens and i certainly did not know what to do. the air was a little bit tense so i decided to ask him about the cooking part. i told him that it feels weird since i love cooking so why do i let him cook? he told me that he would cook whenever i'm tired or whenever i was sleeping. i laughed and tell him how cute he is. he replied with a slight blush adorned on his cheeks.

i don't remember much after that since it was a dream, yeah. but i do remember eating something good. i think it was pasta but i'm not sure so i'll leave that. but before my dream ended with my mom waking me up for school, i reemembered a moment.

i was staring at the window again and this time a guy, or a teen entered. he had a familiar black locks and black eyes with slightly pale complexion. i thought i knew him but i couldn't remember who he is. he look like he's probably 19 or something. he look at me and i look at him back. it was an awkward moment where i just stood there staring at him into the eye without doing a thing and he did the same before he broke our eye contact and asked me, "are you okay, Ila?"

which sounds so familiar to my ears. the boy. wait, he's this huge already? i was shocked and i turned my back and look at my hands, nothing much to see. so i decided to look at myself in the mirror and i noticed that my face aged. i smiled before i laughed a bit, making the boy uncomfortable with my actions. he then came closer to me and face me. i stopped laughing and i look at him before i asked, "how old am i?"

"37," he replied in a worried voice.

"37? are you like really serious?" i asked back, not believing what i just heard.

"yes, Ila. you're 37 this year."

i breathed out and try to think. "okay, fine, i'm 37. so, could you tell me what's your name?"

the boy shook before held me on the shoulders. his hands were warm and bigger than mine. "Ila? you promised not to never forget me again," he cried. "who am i?" he asked me back with a sad expression.

"eh? I... I... did i promised you that? i... i... don't know... i don't know... because you never told me before," i replied guiltily.

he let go of me and look down. he seems so sad but there's nothing i could do, i really didn't know who he is. then he suddenly spoke, "Hikari, Murasaki Hikari. You're the one who gave me that name, Ila. Said that you liked Japanese name and you wanted me to have them."

again, i was shocked. so, his name. finally i get to know his name. Murasaki Hikari. a good name. i smiled. but then if hikari means light, what does murasaki means? i thought i knew but i forgot. (note to self : find what does that means)

"Murasaki Hikari. A cute name," i smiled.

he look up to me and smiled back. "because you gave me that. Ila, don't ever forget again."

i smiled at him whole heartedly. "well, never. and this time, it's a real promise."

and the rest goes, well, i can't remember what happened next. haha. it's a dream after all. but then what i'd like to say is, OMGOSH! HIKARI IS PRETTY! AND HE HAS HIBARI HAIR! YAYYY! and also, I LOOK HOT IN MY LATE 30s! IT'S REALLY SHOCKING! hehe

and i remembered i laughed with him, i have tea with him, ate something good with him and i think i asked him how's school and i think i heard him said it was good with a blush. did my boy have a girlfriend already? xD who knows! hahahaha

so, I LOVE HIKARI!~ MURASAKI HIKARI!~ wohoo!~
a new family addition. i might as well add him in my fiction. lol

dream of a lost child II

it was weird but about the dream i had before, it continues. like a second episode or so. i don't even know. but it was a good dream. the dream was, well, like a normal dream i guess since it fast forwarded so easily.

when i entered my la la land, i was in a room, a dark room and i find myself looking out of the window. it was raining and it was soothing, really.

just then i thought i was bored watching the scenery so i went downstairs to meet a beautiful boy, making dinner for me. i was surprised. heck, i was! i was so surprised beyond imagination and i stood there, stoned, watching the boy do the work. as my little head could remember, the boy had a black hair, a pale face and equally black eyes. then, i remembered, it was the same boy that cried in my previous dream. so, now...

why the heck is he here?
where the heck am i?
and, why do i get the feeling that this is my house?

and yeah, like several minutes later, the boy finally noticed me and look at me back, frowning. it was weird and i just stood there watching him. then, he asked, "Are you gonna just watch or you're gonna help?"

"eh?"

he pouted, like a cute pout, though he look annoyed. haha. i don't know, he's just cute. but then, something stupid suddenly take place. which was,

"do you know who am i?"

yeah, i asked that to the boy. that boy suddenly stop whatever he was doing and he gave me a long weird look before he answered,

"Ila? are you okay?"

i laughed a bit, "eh, hehe. o-of course i am. i just..."

"did you forget again?"

i look at him with questioning look and with a raised brow. he just look at me back,

"you know, you should stop working late at night. it's harmful for your brain. it makes you stupid."

i blinked several times.

"yeah, you should get a new job."

"w-wha? what do you mean?"

"you should get a normal job. like a better job."

"and why is that?"

"because, each day, you're getting dumber and i'm worried."

"worried about what?"

"i'm afraid that one day..." he stopped for a minute before he continued, "maybe one day you'll forget me."

i was shocked to hear that. and then my heart hurts. because, i already forgotten him. i didn't even know his name yet. but i just smiled.

"then, you'll have to tell me your name everyday."

he look up to me and smiled. "don't you dare to forget me."

i laughed and he pouted. he's just so cute. i wonder why. then, the worst came out when he asked, "what's my name?"

i paled. "err... is dinner ready?" and i went back to the living room and rest on the couch. he came after me with a worried expression.

"did you forget me?"

i look down, "i'm sorry."

"so, you did." his eyes were suddenly teary and i didn't know what to do. "did you really forget about me?"

i gulped and came to him, "no, i don't think i forget you entirely. i remembered the feeling of you being close because i don't mind you near and i think i remembered that night when you were younger. you were crying for you mama and papa and i remembered leaving the place to search for them."

"so, you don't remember other than that?"

"uh, yeah. i'm really sorry."

"the mama and papa i'm searching for is your friends. and they died. so you took me in."

"what? what do you mean my friend? are they your real parents?"

"i don't know either. i asked you that before but you never tell me. it feels weird when you asked me back."

(to be continued)

coz i'm lazy. and i'm hungry. and i'm in that time of the month. and i'm irritated. and i'm freaking hungry.

dream of a lost child

mood : hungry
song : lie - big bang

yeah, it was two days ago that i dream about this boy but i had a feeling that i had been dreaming about him quite some time. because when i saw him crying that night, i didn't have to think as my body slowly but automatically move to ask him what's wrong. and it was then i saw his black eyes, red and watery and before he could answer me, i hugged him probably out of pity. the boy did nothing but cry more as he answered to me.

"i-i lost mama... i lost papa..."

"where are they?"

"i don't know..."

the boy was crying and i find myself smiling. i don't even know why i'm smiling but then the boy stopped crying, just a bit before he continued,

"i want my mama... i want my papa..."

"what's their names?"

"Ila..."

"what Ila?"

"Malilith Ila..."

my eyes widened in shock. 'that's my name,' i thought inside. but then the boy kept on crying, demanding attention from me. then, i stood up and said,

"let's go find your mama. eh, wait, what's your papa's name?"

"it's Ila..."

"your mama?"

"Ila..."

just as soon as he answered it, i smiled and hugged him. 'my child,' i thought in my head. but then, who's his real parents? the question goes unanswered as i held his little hand and walked away from the spot as we try to find his mama and papa, Ila.

i don't know why but this dream made me think and made me feel more comfortable. the boy was cute though, a bit too cute to be mine. so he's probably not mine or maybe an adopted child of mine.

someone to love : Hibari Kyouya (Katekyoushi Hitman Reborn)
statement of the day : I'M IN LOVE WITH ANIME CHARACTERS!