009- [Dreamscape] Dame-Tsuna....

[hyperintuitive]

[Tsuna's dream is probably the most boring one of the bunch. He is dreaming of what his life was like before Reborn showed up. Although, influenced by his very low self esteem, Dream Tsuna fails slightly more at life than Regular Tsuna.

So any observers can watch as he goes about a normal day. In which he wakes up late, has his breakfast stolen by

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[hurricanebomber]

[Wait what. Tsuna's not THAT dame! Gokudera watches him leave his house for the third time and this time calls to him, waving his arm to get his attention.]

Juudaime!

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HIIE!

[The sudden, unexpected voice causes him to whirl around in surprise and drop the toast he was carrying. Isn't he that Dame? Are you sure? Then he looks at Gokudera, confused for a second as his actual memories clash with dream logic.]

[hurricanebomber]

[Well Gokudera can be pretty intimidating. orz Especially if dream!Tsuna doesn't recognize him.

But he's smiling at least, happy that this dream is set back in Namimori where things are familiar.]

Are you late again, Juudaime? [When is he ever NOT late?]

/feels bad about this forever....

[hyperintuitive]

[Dream!Tsuna is from a world where he never met Reborn. So now the dream has to adjust to include Gokudera. Which leaves the boy trying to make sense of the scary transfer student, to which he clearly has no connection whatsoever, being so friendly. He looks a little nervous.]

G- Gokudera-san..... Ummm.... Di- did you want something?

[snickeringsnack]

[ But one of those nights, something seems a little different. Perhaps it's that feeling that Tsuna's being watched. Sized up.

He's caught the interest of the shadows in his room. ]

[hyperintuitive]

[Even though he doesn't remember having it, Tsuna's hyper-intuition is going crazy right now. He tries to go about his routine, but is constantly looking over his shoulder. And scutinizing every shadow. The distraction is increasing his level of fail.]

[snickeringsnack]

[ It makes itself known at night-- when the imagination is most active (most delicious).

It'll start with echoes. Things that Tsuna heard during the day. Bounced around in dark rooms, generated by shadows. ]

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[Which leaves Tsuna huddled in the corner of his room, eyes darting around at the shadows. Terrified, even if he doesn't know what he's terrified of yet. And the echoes. Is he going crazy?]

I- is someone there...?

[He hopes not.]

[youwillbe_mist]

[Mukuro watches this routine no less than five times. He's honestly waiting for something interesting to happen. But it's...really not. So the sixth time around, it is Mukuro's lucky number and all, he puts himself right into this dame dream by deciding to be one of Tsuna's classmates.

The illusionist boy leans close to Tsuna during one of the pop-quizzes, grinning.]

Oi. What's the answer to number five?

[hyperintuitive]

H- How should I know?

[Really, who would ask Dame-Tsuna for a test answer? Then he stares at Mukuro's face. Something about him was.... familiar.]

[youwillbe_mist]

That's no help at all.

[Mukuro doesn't seem at all bothered by Tsuna's answer. No, his grin just gets wider.]

It's been a while, Vongola Tenth.

[hyperintuitive]

[Starting to get very nervous and trying desperatly to ignore the part of his brain that wants to explain all of this to him.]

D- do I know you? I think maybe you have me co- confused with someone else....