Pirates crew |dreamnoblade|

Chapter 4~

The ginger came up to the main deck an hour or two later, where the entire crew was practically begging Techno to tell them where he went about  and who the random man was. Techno ignored all the questions and pleads being thrown at him, focusing all his attention on the sword he was sharpening in front of him.

"C'mon Tech, just tell me who the big man is!" Tommy said in front of him who just wouldn't give up.

The man set down his sword. "Alright first of all, never call me 'Tech' again." At least Tommy looked slightly guilty about that. "Second of all, it's none of your business."

"Techno!" The two looked over to the approaching ginger, who was wiping his hands with a cloth. "Dream's all patched up, he should be okay soon-"

"Dream?!" Tommy's statement captured the attention of the entire crew, all of them eagerly turning  their heads up to look at the pink haired captain. "You brought Dream, your number one enemy, onto the ship? Are you crazy?!"

The older man pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Fundy, how did you even know it was Dream?"

"Oh! He told me when he woke up. He's actually quite nice when he's not trying to kill everybody." That sent a shockwave throughout the deck, multiple different voices ringing out questions towards their captain. He ignored them all, continuing to sharpen his sword until they tire themselves out. Eventually they all retired to the lower deck, the bright stars overhead encouraging them to sleep. Fundy stayed behind, resting on the railing next to the captain. "He's going to have to stay somewhere else, he's taking up our only infirmary bed."

The man didn't stop sharpening the blade. "Then put him with the rest of the crew."

The ginger wrung his hands nervously. "I checked earlier, though, there's no more open beds left."

The man finally stopped, sheathing the sword to his hip. He thought for a moment before turning to Fundy. "The only other bed we have is mine, which technically is supposed to fit two people, so just put him in there." He wouldn't be happy about it, but he'll make it work. The man nodded and set off, presumably to bring Dream to the captain's quarters. The pink haired man sighed, turning around to gaze out at the large ocean, the cold sea breeze nipping at his face.

He'd made it work.

Rooming with Dream had its pros and cons.

The pros are that Dream is actually really easy to talk to, and Techno finds himself sitting in his captain quarters with the blond more often than not. The green eyed man said that he would love to become friends with the crew, yet all of them seemed to dislike the man. Techno doesn't blame them, he used to be Dream's number one enemy before he created a rescue mission for him. Dream isn't friendly toward the crew either, but Techno supposes they had that coming, they were the ones who reacted poorly first.

The pink haired man thought Dream would be more apprehensive to being brought upon an enemy's ship, but he didn't seem to mind. He learns that he actually has a lot in common with the ex-captain, and everyday he enjoys the man's presence more and more.

A con is the actual sleeping in Techno's bed.

For the first few nights, it was fine. Techno pushed himself all the way over to the wall, and the other man tiptoed on the edge of the bed, threatening to fall off at the slightest large wave. However, as the nights went on, they started drifting closer, until Techno would wake up in the middle of the night to find them wrapped around each other.

Every single night without fail Techno would wake up when it was pitch black, lightly seperating the two before falling back asleep with his back towards the blond. He knew he would never wake up early enough to dislodge the blond before actually getting up, the ex-captain wakes up at the crack of dawn every single day, while Techno sleeps until the sun is a quarter of the way through the sky.

One night, Techno woke up to the feeling of breaths hitting his collarbone. He glanced down slightly to find Dream tucked under his chin, his arms around the pinkette's back. One of Techno's own arms was placed on the man's lower back, while the other cradled dirty blond hair. Techno could feel the warmth of the other body against his own, making him warmer than any sunny summer day could.

When he tried to dislodge the green eyed man, the arms around his back tightened, a small frown appearing on the man's still sleeping face. He attempted again, and this time the man mumbled in his sleep. Techno heard a soft utter of his name, and that was all it took for him to be bolting out of bed, trying his best to gently separate the two's bodies.

Whenever he successfully escaped, shivers wracked his body, so he grabbed a blanket before going out to the main deck. He caught sight of Dream clutching onto a pillow before the door closed, and he headed out to the deck. Eret was manning the wheel, his exhausted eyes visible miles away. Techno walked to the railing, leaning against it and clutching the blanket tighter around himself.

His brain was filled with thoughts, images consuming his mind before the sound of a wave crashing against the hull disrupted them. He could feel his cheeks flaming, his brain desperately trying to get rid of the image of the blond man underneath Techno. There is no way he could continue to share a bed with the other man, the thoughts racking his brain threatening to break free at any moment.

He realized with a shock that he loves the blond. He's in love with his ex-rival, of course; it's almost comical. He realized with another shock that Dream will never love him back, his mood souring.