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“Dream” for the drabble prompt

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It wasn’t even that early for their train ride to Tokyo, but Melissa found that it was almost impossible to keep her eyes open and her focus on Ryuji as the shinkansen moved. The steady rhythm of the train, the fact that their car was reasonably empty and that the yakuza made for a ridiculously comfortable pillow with that coat of his were all factors that definitely contributed for the hostess to fall into a peculiar deep slumber.

Melissa had insisted (or almost blackmailed) Ryuji to let her come along, since she almost had no chance to go to Tokyo but had a small list of places she wished to visit as every tourist who came to Japan happened to have. Of course the girl spoke the language well and could have done it herself - but the hostess preferred to be around people and to have good company to do anything.

At least Ryuji’s company carried on to the dreams she ended up having - which featured Tokyo, but also a myriad of strange things that were probably fueled by the last movies she had watched, the idea of their daily trip and the yakuza himself. Melissa’s brain, by combining everything, set her in an alternate reality where the two of them had arrived in the capital alright, but found little to no humans - only zombies.

Not only that - but a war seemingly had taken place. They had gone on foot from the Tokyo Station to the center of the city, and found blockades apparently set up by the army and which worked as means to quarantine specific zones. It took long enough for them to find intelligent life of the non-festering kind - at some point, their clothes changed too and Melissa was dressed in a way that wouldn’t be out of place in a Hollywood B-movie of the genre and with incredibly short and impractical clothes for an apocalypse of sorts, while Ryuji had one of his arms replaced by a freaking gatling gun.

And yet - those alterations were accepted as perfectly normal while the two of them moved across the city, shooting zombies on sight and looking for a cure. The Tokyo buildings looked abnormally intimidating, as well as the heavy artillery brought by the Japanese self-defense forces - but Ryuji’s arm was incredible. Nothing could resist an attack from his modded limb, even if he sometimes had Melissa have a go an almost destroyed zombie for fun. A gentleman - even when they were surrounded by burned cars, debris and dead bodies of victims.

At some point, her dream brought both of them to the highest building in the middle of Kamurocho - she had heard about the place, of course, but the Millennium Tower was more of a place out of a horror film than a landmark from the capital given the rendition offered by her brain. With a shared, strong nod and after reloading their weapons, both of them went up - killing one bizarre creature after the other, until they found a couple of scientists who were the clear evildoers and who happened to have the magical answer to reverse the population of Tokyo back to humans.

The final battle in her dreams had been difficult - at some point, Melissa swore that Ryuji had been hit directly and hurt under a lot of concrete which fell from the ceiling, and she had rushed to his side while a soul-piercing scream echoed in the hall. But it was all good - he had managed to dodge the bullet just in time, also saving the recipe for the cure. As he asked if she was alright despite the dirty, the blood and the overall mess they were in, Melissa leaned in for a kiss...

...And the announcement of the last stop of their journey woke her up. The short and sweet melody of the standard notification somehow reached her unconscious mind and brought her back, the hostess gently moving while regaining her focus and realizing that, at some point... She had held onto Ryuji’s arm in real life, too. The yakuza hadn’t been able to go to the toilet during their trip, in fact, or do anything else thanks to the sleeping beauty falling half over him and his seat, but at least he looked amused.

Melissa blinked, trying to get rid of the confusion that lingered from the dream - and then immediately panicked in a way that startled even the patriarch, the girl quickly patting his arm until she found his very human hand and then squeezed it, sighing in relief shortly afterwards. The hostess held his hand unconsciously after that, and realized how weirdly she had been behaving (even for her standards). With a sheepish grin, the woman craned her head to look at Ryuji, evidently embarrassed - a rare sight on her.

“Sorry for keeping you tied to your seat - I just had a super weird dream and I needed to make sure you had both arms intact,” at the patriarch’s raised eyebrow, she snickered and attempted to clarify, “I can’t explain it very well - there were zombies, you had a gatling gun instead of arm, I had a baseball bat, some pistols and a very short skirt... But hey, we kicked the shit out of the crawlies, I think we saved the world!”

Ryuji laughed then, and Melissa followed suit - and as one of the station officers got inside the car to check for any remaining passengers, they both decided it was a good opportunity to make a move. As they exited the car, the hostess kept her fingers wrapped around his - it was a silly fear, right? She had just been waken up from a vivid nightmare, but there wasn’t any chance in hell of something like that happening - zombies, missing limbs, an apocalyptic Tokyo...

Nah, she was probably just influenced by the last movies she had seen at home - that had to be it.

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