In the heat of the night (Private, between SnopeIsLove and myself)

[Tritium]

It was 10 o'clock at night, Takahiro's usual time to go to bed, after another hard day's work at the office, under the iron fist of that boss of his, a regular slave driver.

Just like your classic, friendly neighbourhood workaholic, Takahiro's job was his life. No friends, no personal life, just work, work, work. And it was a shame, because he was such a handsome man, with a charming personality. Well, he'd become charming, once you got to know him better. Problem was, no one ever bothered to get close enough to him. Nobody wanted to be his friend.

That's why he was so shy, and introvert, and reclusive. He didn't wish to inconvenience anyone. He'd rather crawl back into his little hole in the ground, than fight back. A genuine lily livered gutless door mat. He'd always keep things bottled up inside, and carry his frustrasions around with him....

The man turned off the TV, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He was sick and tired of doing the same old things day after day. It was so monotonous! So annoying!

"Once, just once in my stinking life, I wish I could do something out of the ordinary, something really wild, thrilling. Maybe then I'd actually get to feel something. Maybe I'd get to feel alive for a change" He sighed, while grabbing his tooth brush and paste..."

[DoktorSnope]

Thump, thump, thump, the sound of Keith's footsteps echoed dully through the large area. He looked around the space, it was was a surreal scene, its walls were transparent, outside of them stretched clouds for as far as the eye could see; their colors changing sporadically from light blue to to purple to pink and back again. Within the enclosed space floated countless enormous black rectangles. Occasionally an image would present itself on one, only to return to its blank state in a flash.

Keith looked at his analog watch, which was a 24 hour clock, he frowned at it and flicked it, the watch face glowed bright for a second and was replace with a 12 hour clock when the light vanished, just under the numbers read the acronym U.S.A. "Ah, I see," he said to no one in particular as he read the time "Its 1:00 in the afternoon here, most of the humans are awake and working". He looked up at one of the rectangles and saw that displayed on it was a woman flying by her own power, hands outstretched and a elated smile on her face as the wind ruffled her hair, "Except for a few daydreamers", he chuckled.

"Doesn't look like there will be any trouble here, better move on". He tapped the clear floor twice with his foot and it gave way. He fell through it and hurtled through space before abruptly stopping and floating forward to another cluster of rectangles. "Here we go," he said, looking at his watch and reading the time, 10:00 pm. Many more of the rectangles had images displayed on them, and he could hear noises too. Their sound filled the air with a gentle rabble. He began to stroll around the room glancing here and there at the various screens, checking each one for bad dreams, for that was his job here, to dispel bad dreams, though we wasn't always successful. It was pretty interesting to see what the human subconscious could come up with......

[Tritium]

Takahiro tucked himself in, and closed his eyes, waiting for the Sandman to come and take him to the land of dreams. He figured he could sure use a pretty good dream, seeing how he was in a really bad mood. That was an understatement. He was actually furious, though it didn't show. Apparently, all those years of hiding his emotions had turned him into an excellent actor...

"Actor, my foot!" the man said, as he quickly got up to a sitting stance, leaning his back against the wall. He instinctively reached out for his glasses, and just as he was about to pick them up from the bed table, he pulled his hand back, figuring they'd be of no use to him. Other than the pale moonlight, shining through his window, the rest of the room was pitch black, so with or wihtout the glasses, he'd still be almost as blind as a bat.

"Great, I'm so pissed off, I can't go to sleep, and I have work tomorrow!" Takahiro grunted and got out of bed. He carefully walked up to the window, casting his shadow on the wooden floor. He drew the curtains, and opened the window, in the hopes that a bit of fresh air might calm his nerves....

[DoktorSnope]

Kieth continued his meandering through this region's dreamworld, he looked into the minds of thousand of humans on his patrol. Opting for a different view he lept up into the air and floated towards the top of the enclosure, the distance he cleared before having to levitate not matching the strength he put into the jump.

Keith wasn't exactly your typical idea of a dream spirit. He was roughly 6'7, muscular and fit. On top of his head was a mop of short wavy blond hair; his blue eyes stood out against his light skin. He wore a simple navy blue t-shirt and matching shorts, with white tennis shoes. He did however possess that ethereal air about him that you would expect from a being not of the real world.

He heard a sharp knock that issued from one of the screens, he looked and saw a young man gazing back at him. Keith could sense that the dreamer was aware of his nature and of the fact that he himself was dreaming. "A lucid dreamer," he said with an impressed look on his face as he waved at the man "Those are quite rare".

All around him fantastic scenes were unfolding, as people engaged in impossible situations. But one in particular caught his eye, nothing was happening in it, the view he had was framed in a window and outside of it was the night sky. A full moon hung in the air, and the trees rustled quietly as a breeze blew.

His curiosity piqued he approached the screen and touched a finger to its surface, it rippled and he passed thorough it while it solidified again behind him. He was now hovering right front of the window gazing around in the new world at front of him.....

[Tritium]

Takahiro felt his eyes getting heavy, like lead weights. Apparently, that fresh night air did the trick. "Well, at least I'll be able to get some rest" Takahiro yawned, and tried to close the window, when he suddenly heard some strange noises coming from outside. The gentle breeze from before had turned into quite a windy touch.
“Rain?” he thought, while popping his head out the window to look at the sky. But there were no clouds in sight. That was really strange, but he didn’t have the time to play detective, so he pulled his head back inside. But jus as he was about to close the window for the second time, a mysterious figure appeared out of the shadows of the night, hanging in mid air…
“What the!?” Takahiro exclaimed and made one step back, slipping on the freshly waxed floor, and taking a serious tumble. “Damn” he hit one of the floor boards with his fist, but only managed to hurt himself more. “You’re fire wood!” he threatened the floor, as he slowly got back up…

[DoktorSnope]

Keith turned around and found himself looking into the interior of a house. A handsome looking man was on the floor gazing right back, apparently having just tumbled to the ground. He stepped onto the windowsill and squatted down, considering the man. "Hello there," Keith said, laughing a the threat to the floorboards.

[Tritium]

Takahiro rubbed his eyes a few times, trying to make sure he wasn't imagining things. Like, come on, a guy suddenly shows up outside your window, then gently lands inside, and greets you? "I must be working too much" Takahiro thought, keeping his eyes closed and counting to ten, in the hopes that the mysterious man would just go away, like a really bad dream. But when he opened his eyes again, the man was still standing there, right in front of him, smiling, as if he were an old friend whom had just dropped by for an unexpected visit. Emphasis on dropped!
And what a handsome hunk of a man he was. Tall, muscular body, short blond hair, blue eyes. A drop dead gorgeous piece of meat! takahiro blushed slightly, cursing himself for having those wierd thougts regarding this strange, yet very attractive man. He was deffinitely a bit older than Takahiro, one, maybe two years older, but still, he looked so otherworldly. The way his beautiful sapphire blue eyes would shine, under the faint moon beams, his face pretty much hidden in the shadows...
It just wasn't possible. Takahiro tried pinching his arm, to see if he was truly asleep, but nothing happened. Sure, he felt pain, but that was it. He was still on his own two feet, in his room, and the strange man who came through his open window was still looking at him...

[DoktorSnope]

Keith watched the man go through a verity of emotions: surprise, shock, confusion, and disbelief, with an amused expression on his face. He was quite used to this by now, he had gotten the same reaction countless times in the past whenever he had to step into someones dreams and intercept a nightmare. He left almost as quickly as he came though, staying just long enough to disperse the dream and allow the person's mind to make a new one. Taking in the view presented to him he didn't think he would be leaving this particular dream anytime soon though.

"Yes, Takahiro, you're correct, you are most certainly asleep," Keith said, he tapped the floor once with his foot and the window slammed shut, the curtains fell back over them, and the lights turned on. "And I am Keith, a spirit from the realm of dreams".

[Tritium]

"And I'm the Tooth fairy, or maybe a leprecon! Yes, I'm a leprecon, that's it, and if you catch me, i'll give you my pot of gold!" Takahiro laughed in his face, slowly backing away, so as to make a run for the door. "To barge into my bedroom with your pathetic TV stunts, and claiming to be a dream spirit, you must take me for a damn fool! Who the hell are you, and what are you doing in my house, man?"

[DoktorSnope]

"Oh, I aim to take more than your pot of gold Takahiro," Keith muttered under his breath, smirking at his own joke. "I already told you who and what I am," he said patiently, bidding his time, "And that was no parlor trick". He reached a hand out towards the nightstand that sat next to Takahiro's bed and his glasses flew across the room and floated in front of him. "There, you need those to see don't you? Though, you could fix your vision here if you wanted too."