Gray Rainbow (Soramafu)

Sample Of Love

~Mafumafu's POV~

I woke up to the light of the uprising sun entering my room. It felt warm on my skin and I smiled as I stood up and opened the silver colored curtains. The sun shone brightly and I didn't care, that it looked more like summer outside, with apples on one of the trees in the street, than winter, which time it actually still was.

I went to the kitchen, cooked breakfast for myself and then ate it slowly. Somehow the memories of the last day were all really blurred and I couldn't remember most things clearly. I then began to wonder, if this was reality or not, but it didn't change much, beside the fact that this dream could become a nightmare any moment.

Right at the moment I thought of it, a sleepy looking Soraru came into the kitchen, his beautiful dark hair tousled. I almost fell of my chair, as I saw him. I didn't expect him at all and I was sure that this was not reality, but I wasn't as sure wether this was more of a dream or a nightmare.

I played with the thought to just try to wake up myself, but as Soraru gave me a kiss on the cheek, I immediately changed my plans. I wanted to use this as a chance to be happy for a while, even if it was only for a short time.

He sat down on the other side of the table and I stood up to take a plate and put in front of him, then I took the food and put it on the plate.

He looked at the food, right after that he gave me a smile and said, "Thank you, Mafu-kun."

I fekt like I was in heaven, as he called me like that, never he had used any other way to refer to me as 'Mafumafu'. It was such a simple thing, that made me unbelievable happy.

After we ate the food, I realized that I wasted the time actually, why did I even eat it? That was a dream and I had nothing more important to do than eating a delusional breakfast? I really was new to this kind of dreams, but at the same time I thought about things, I could do with this Soraru right now.

Quickly my thoughts wandered to things, that might not be appropriate at all, but I tried to tell myself, that this wasn't the real Soraru and that he never would get to know what happened in this dream, but I couldn't quite convince myself. Instead I just stared at Soraru and waited for him to do something.

He stood up and brought the dishes to the sink, he then took my hand and lead me to my couch and we both sat down together. I was really confused about his action, but the feeling of his hand on mine was enough to make me feel warm inside.

He then cupped my face and I blushed slightly. What was he about to do? He only gave me a worried gaze and I tilted my head slightly to the side to show him my confusion.

"Are you alright Mafu-Kun? You seem off today," he said and I didn't know if I should be glad, that he was worried, or if he just overreacted a bit - but this was a dream and so I just replied, "Oh, eh, no I'm fine. Only had a weird dream."

"What was it about?"

You.

"About my childhood, but it wasn't a nightmare," I tried to calm him down. He only nodded slightly and let go off it.

"Then, what do you want to do?" He asked me and I became strangely nervous, began to fumble with my sleeves and felt my cheeks heating up. My thoughts again drifted to things that were actually out of my allowance.

Soraru took my hands and I looked at him, a bit confused and startled, but he only gave me a smile, put his hand on my cheek and slowly began to move it in circles. My heart sped up at his touch and I thought it would explode any moment. I even believed, that this might really happen, because of the fact that it was a dream, but fortunately it only beat like twice the speed of what was normal.

This pounding sound was the only thing I could hear as Soraru began to move closer, till I felt warm breath against the skin of my lips.

I closed my eyes unconsciously and felt myself blushing intensely as his lips finally touched mine. They were so soft, warm and felt unimaginable real, I even began to believe that this was reality.

Our lips moved together, like we already had done this many times before, but at the same time everything felt so new to me.

I then heard steps on the carpet and looked at the source of the sound. An adorable looking, maybe around 4 year old boy looked back at and I thought that my dreams was indeed strange.

The boy had definitely eyes like mine, but nose and lips looked both more like Soraru. He still looked at us, till Soraru took him and put him on his lap.

Is something wrong Shion-chan? The boy shook his head and then he let his big dark brown eyes rest on me. "What were you doing here?" He asked and as I blushed intensely, Soraru answered calmly, "We only talked about what do to today. Maybe you have any ideas?"

Shion looked like he thought about it quit hardly, but then he shook his head and answered, "No idea."

I was still a bit confused, because I I couldn't remember this boy at all and didn't understand what kind of relationship we had, but I decided to just go with it.

"How about going to the park and play a bit?" Soraru suggested and Shion immediately jumped down and went to put on his jacket, before sprinting back to us, "Ready to go!" He smiled happily, but Soraru pointed at his feet, "You're not wearing shoes."

I chuckled slightly and then we both followed Shion and put on our jackets, before heading to the park.

There we met a lot of other parents and I finally realized that Shion was my child. I sighed internally and realized my own foolishness. I should have realized this much earlier. He looks just like the both of us and he lived in our house.

Another thing that surprised me, was that all of them were accepting our relationship like it was completely normal.

It was just a dream, right? I had the urge to just sleep forever and never wake up again. This would be the perfect live. Just sitting next to the playground and watching the children play with Soraru made me unbelievable happy and almost forgetting all of the pain that would come back to me as soon as I wake up.

The thought made me shiver slightly, but before I could get a panic attack in my dream, a warm hand took mine and a, the outshining, smile brought me back to a better world.

Soraru pulled me to Shion, who just built a little castle out of the sand in the sandpit.

A cold breeze blew trough my hair, it wasn't bothering me though, because of the warm weather it was really refreshing and made this moment, in which I looked at the building formed by Shion and then helped him making it even better.

It might have been a waste of time, but it made me happy, just this simple small thing made me so happy, that I was almost scared of this dream. It was too much, the bothering feeling that I had to wake up soon, the realization that it couldn't go on like this and the fact that this would never become reality.

I began to sob quietly, before just letting all of my frustration out and ending up crying helplessly. The Soraru in my dreams tried to comfort me, but it didn't help at all - he wasn't real and couldn't make my real pain go away. He was just an illusion made by my depressed mind - I nothing more.

At this moment Shion took my hand and I looked at him surprised, tears still running down my cheeks. "Don't cry, Tou-chan."

It was the last thing, that I saw before waking up and because of it, I didn't knew how to feel at all after I opened my eyes and looked around at my completely with silence filled room.

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(Author's note)

Finally a new chapter! I'm glad I found my creativity back for this story and hope that you like this fluffy little chapter (⌒‿⌒)