Temperature: Warmer

Chapter I - again

[music for chapter, enjoy!

full metal alchemist is awesome, roy is so cool yet so funny, easily a favourite!]

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Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Hot. It was hot. What was burning? He was burning. Why had he burning? He had no idea why he was burning. The room was flooded with flames. He'd feel his forehead, his colder side, even that side of him had started to make him break a sweat. What was happening, why had this been happening?

The sounds of crispy and clicking sounds echoed throughout the desolate area. Where even had he been? Hell? No, no, he'd figure hell would've been much hotter than this. Like, wayy hotter. This was a room of some sort. Noone had been in there, but him. He could feel the flames around him but none of them actually burned him. He'd turn, experimenting as he'd brush his fingertips across a flame. No reaction.

He'd walk, continuing to walk on, into the endless flames. He'd walk. On and on and on and on and on, before he'd pause, hearing a name. No. It was his name, he was being called. "Todoroki-san."

His eyes shot open, that voice, it was familair, he'd open his mouth, "Ya-" It wouldn't be long before his words would be shut off, his lips had been sealed, by who knows what. The flames died down, turning from the warm coloured room to a darker coloured room, from warm colours, such as red, orange, some yellows, to just black. What could he even say?

Nothing.

The ground would start to shake, the boy would start to fall, he was falling.. He was falling! Into a black hole, a pit of despair, a pit of nothingness. He couldn't shout, as he'd hear it once more, this time, the tone was more.. Sadder, more mellow. "Todo-"

"Who..!" His eyes shot open, he'd immediately sit up, his hand would raise, lifting toward his forehead, it would be covered by a sweat. The half and half boy would think for a second. He would never have any nightmares, he would never even have that much of a bad dream up until now. Inhale. Exhale. This is what his body had currently been doing. He didn't even realise it, he'd clear his throat. Prompting himself to stop.

That voice. It had been that voice. That voice was familiar. A little too familair. With his left eye, he would observe his clock. It had just turned 6. 6AM. That was. Lucky. He'd need to wash his face that's all. Then the dream would be flickered away from his mind in an instant. Standing with a somewhat nonchalant aura, he'd collect some essentials as he'd head out, off to wash his face.

It wouldn't take long to reach the bathrooms, he'd check around seeing if anyone had been there. Unsuprisiny, he wouldn't have seen anyone. It was early Monday after all.

'Splash!' Water came onto Todoroki's face, he would look upon the mirror as he'd tell himself, it had just been a dream. Nothing too major, a dream gone wrong. In other words a nightmare. With a few elements of trying, the male convinced himself. Yeah. It WAS a dream. He wouldn't be told otherwise.

Though seriously. It had him questioning himself, fire. Woman's voice that seemed very familiar. Black Hole into Nothingness? What did it just.. Mean? No, no, now wasn't the time to think about it.

He'd sigh. Keeping it to himself and just. Letting go. He wasn't the type to go to someone and tell them his problems, no, he wasn't a big fan of that. Nor was the boy really talkative, so this nightmare was best locked off. He would head to the showers, maybe that'd cool him off even more.

Some minutes later, he had been showering, he closed his eyes as he let the water pour onto his face. It was quiet. A little too quiet, his eyes were shut, as he started to drift off again.