trans_9 | A Dream Is A Dream... [OPEN]

It always started out the same. I'm in my bed, being shook awake. The sounds of Ryo-Ohki's meowing can be heard. When I open my eyes, there's a little girl there that looks like Ryo-Ohki as a human. It doesn't make sense, but I go with it. I get dressed and go downstairs. The others are already there: Tenchi-niisan, Ayeka-neesan, Ryoko, Washu... yet Mihoshi's there, too. And a woman with green hair. She looks like Kiyone, and yet... she isn't. And why is Ryoko referring to Washu as her mom? I thought they weren't related.

When I head into the kitchen to start cooking, I see something else that startles me: a vision of an older me in a reflection. She looks almost the same as she did whenever I ate those candies. I see her lips moving, but I can't understand her. That was until this time....

..."Remember."....

Sasami's eyes open up as she comes to from the dream. Her pink eyes dart around the room, seeing where she was. Still in the Med Bay. There was no sign of Hit Girl - probably went off for awhile. Stuck in here for so long after that incident, she was starting to feel restless. There was so much she needed to get done, so much she needed to see...

"Negi-kun...!" Sasami whispered. She needed to find Negi, see how he was. Maybe she could sneak out without anyone noticing. Attempting to slip off of the bed, she found herself losing her balance a bit, still weak from everything. As she did, she held her head as a slight pain struck her. "Ow... what's... going on....?"

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Sasami looked back at Negi, her eyes welling up with tears. "I shouldn't of hid, Chamo. I... I should have fought back. Everyone got hurt because of me... I..."

She wiped her eyes clean before she spoke again. "I have to do something, but..."

"Hey." Hopping over to Sasami's shoulder, he ascended it. "Look, there isn't anything to be scared about. He's been through more than this. And lets face it, unless you're hiding a miracle in your bodice..."

"A miracle...?" Sasami uttered. Before she spoke, the voice echoed in her head again.

Remember.

"Ahh..."

"Hmm? Sounds like you've got an idea," said Chamo. "Share it?"

"It's... it's nothing." Sasami said, shaking her head. "Just... ever since I used my power to stop KAIN from hurting Hay Lin-neesan, I've been having these dreams. I see my family from home and yet... they act differently. And there's a woman who looks like me when I'm older telling me to do... something."

"... Sounds like a promotion or something like that," remarked Chamo thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. "Anything else besides that?"

"Besides that, not that I can remember." Sasami admitted. "M-Maybe I'm going... crazy or something?"

"I don't think you're going crazy, but there might be a little more to this than meets the eye," remarked Chamo with a shake of his head.

"Wh-what do you think it is?" Sasami asked.

"Hmm..." Thinking about it, Chamo went over to Negi's belongings and pulled out his artifact card. Tapping it once, he accessed the powers and it became a small card booklet before he slotted in another card, one with the image of a girl surrounded by books. "Adeat."

In a flash of light, a diary sat in front of Sasami and Chamo flipped it open. "Try to concentrate on the sounds and images. Let's see if we can't solve this. The image and explanation will display here."

Sasami nodded as she did, closing her eyes as she tried to remember the dream. As she did, Chamo would be greeted with some of those same images she saw - the catgirl-like child resembling Ryo-Ohki, the woman who seemed like Kiyone, Ryoko trying to dismiss Washu by calling her "mom" and the woman who looked like an older Sasami urging her to remember something...

Even then, it still didn't make sense...

Watching the images unfold on the picture diary, Chamo rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he looked at the various cartoon-like images unfold complete with dialogue. "Hmm," remarked Chamo. "And you said this isn't anything you specifically remember, right?"

"Nuh-uh. They all look and sound familiar, and yet... they seem different." Sasami said. "At the same time, though? It feels... right."

"Well... don't quote me on this but I think it's a set of repressed memories," said Chamo finally. "All of the signs point towards it. And hey, older woman who looks like you telling you to remember? That's a big hint."

"Repressed memories?!" Sasami said, shocked. "But... but how? That doesn't make sense! I-I mean..."

Sasami held her head a bit, overexciting herself. Maybe it did. Stacy repressed their memories of the Ohm destroying their worlds, right? It would make sense if it were hiding something else, wouldn't it?

"Hey don't quote me on it, but considering what we've dealt with? It seems like the only real idea behind it." said Chamo with a shake of his head. "I mean, if you think about it, it's the best possibility."

"In a way... you... might be right." Sasami admitted. "But, then... if they are my memories, why were they held back?"

"Maybe to protect you, or maybe just that Stacy felt there was something needed to be held back. Who knows." replied Chamo with a shrug.

"I hope we can figure it out." Sasami said. Shaking her head, she turned her attention to Chamo, extending her arms to welcome him over to her.

Chamo smiled at that, nodded and dismissed the book. Jumping into her arms, he patted her on the shoulder. "Hey, it'll be all right. Aniki's strong. He won't die so easily."

"Yeah... yeah, you're right." Sasami said, nodding. Holding Chamo in her arms, she started to leave, though she staggered a bit.

"Ahh... s-still weak..." Sasami uttered, grinning sheepishly.

"Lay down then," suggested Chamo. "Nothing worse than getting up after a fight."

"A-Are you sure? Th-there's so much I've left behind and...!"

"REST!" barked Chamo in an authorative voice, giving her a furry glare. "You kids work yourself too hard!"

Sasami couldn't help but jump at Chamo's order, quickly scrambling back into bed. "Y-Yessir...!"

A Dream Is A Dream... [OPEN]

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