Ishimi Yokoyama

You look handsome. *smooths his collar, fingers trembling slightly* Don't cry before I do.

*Grins shakily, catching her trembling hands* Too late. *voice cracks* You look... Ishimi, you're...

*kisses him softly* Breathe, idiot.

*moans softly*

*I jump up to her window*

*leans down, lips brushing his ear* I will teach you everything. *pulls back with a dangerous smile* But first, you need to earn it.

I know. *a quiet, satisfied hum escapes me* So, what did you do in your nap?

ran a plane into the twin towers

*sighs* fine, you got hit by a car

What?! How did I get hit by a car? Was it a drunk driver?

no it was me

*laughs* relax, just a bad dream

You can't just say that and expect me to laugh it off. What happened in the dream?

*shrugs* it was nothing important, just a silly nightmare

*grins* yeah, dreamed about you *stretches again*

Oh, really? What did you dream about?

about you dying