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[There isn't a lot that makes Asch wake so suddenly in the middle of the night, feeling sweaty and shaken. He's been having some difficulty sleeping the last couple of nights, but this is the first time it's actually woken him up. It's disturbed him enough to kill his desire to sleep, so rather than bother trying, he rolls over beneath the covers and stares at the wall for a while, mulling over the dream. Just what does it all mean? He knows he's not the only one going through all this.

What bothers him most though... is why did it feel like some of the dreams he'd had weren't even his?]

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[If Asch (or even Luke) cares to come out of the room anytime soon, mom has quietly sat herself in the living room and is drinking a cup of cold water. She woke up as well, though her reactions are a bit more controlled thankfully. The lights around her aren't on, but the small gleams of night light coming through the window show her figure well enough. She heard Luke opening Asch's door already, but she'll let the boys have time to themselves to talk out things.]

[Asch heads out of his room a while after Luke finally dozes off; his twin had stirred when he moved on the bed, but a bit of maneuvering to get Star in a more amicable position gave him enough of a sleepy distraction to allow Asch to slip free. Once he's outside the room with the door shut securely behind him, he notices the silhouette in the other room.

It's tempting to just go ahead and try to escape entirely, but she'd probably just worry about him. After a moment's hesitation he steps closer, quietly clearing his throat.]

Mother?

[She's a little surprised when she hears his voice, but her expression quickly turns back to a calm smile.]

Hey. Do you want something to drink?

[He shakes his head quietly, standing awkwardly as he tries to decide what to do with himself now. Finally he heads to a chair not far from her and sits down, propping his elbow on the arm with his chin on his hand, mulling over just what's been going on. What he has to ask is probably kind of... sensitive, so it's a good thing Luke isn't here.]

...We're not adopted, are we?

[She blinks. That...really wasn't a question she was anticipating. Not that they are adopted, but what did he dream of to make him say that? Curious, but she won't hold back.]

No, you aren't. Neither is Luke. [She goes to the faucet, pours him a cup of tap water and holds it out to him.] You don't look good. Drink.

[He glances over, then takes the glass, gulping down a good half of it before continuing.]

I had a dream earlier- about a red-haired woman I called "Mother". She was sick a lot, and couldn't get out of bed, but she loved me like a son. [He pauses.] It wasn't you.

[She listens intently to it, but makes no real looks of surprise or confusion. After a moment of thought she speaks.]

Do you know if you loved her? Did you feel anything?

I felt the same way about her during the dream as I do for you now. I... would have done anything to make her happy.

[Being the momma's boy that he is. It feels weird, though, feeling that way for someone else. He can't seem to make sense of it.]

If what you feel for her is what you feel for me, then why are you wondering if you're adopted? [She softly chides, taking a drink of her own glass of water.] Was it a good dream in the end?

I wondered if you knew who she was. [After her response to his first question, he assumes it's better to avoid answering the last one.]

[She hums, noticing the avoidance of her question. But, one step at a time.] No, I don't really know anyone that matches the description you gave. You probably know more than I would, if she's appearing in your dreams.

...You'd think. [Unfortunately he doesn't have any more hints than that- just the large bed, that petite, beautiful red-haired woman who smiled at him when he called out to her. It's strange that he would dream of someone else, when he's never wanted for more from his family... or at least, his mother. A father around would have been nice, but Asch hadn't dreamed of him.]

[She chuckles quietly, trying to lighten the mood if only a little bit.]

Maybe you want me to grow out my hair a bit more? I don't think I can really make it anymore red though without dye. Your dad gave you and Luke the genes for that coloration. Whatever it is I never met anyone like that before.

[He smiles very faintly, but after the night he and Luke just had, he can't really find the humour in her comments just yet. Then again, he's always been the one less-inclined to laugh.]

Maybe I just wish I'd been an only child.

[While that comment makes her a bit unhappy, she tries not to show it. It's been a long night and she doesn't want to start any arguments.]

You really should get along. I don't understand why you two always feel the need to argue, but when you need each other you're closer than ever. My brothers never acted that way with each other. [She sighs.] Well, they aren't close to being twins like you two.

We get along fine when he's not being annoying. If he didn't cling so much I wouldn't have a problem.

[Sheesh... how did Luke end up so affectionate? Anyway it's the job of the elder brother to shove the younger siblings around.]

Ever stop to think for a moment that you might be the annoying one to him? Besides, he just likes you. The older brother does normally act as a role model for the younger brother. Even if it is by a short margin, you are older.

Seven minutes feels like seven years sometimes. He's so immature. And he's the one who's engaged, too! [So irritating. Luke could stand to learn some maturity, especially since he's almost an adult now.]

If he's so immature and clingy, how did he get engaged before you? [A teasing smirk.]

Obviously Xion likes immature and clingy guys. [She's as much of an idiot as he is; clearly they deserve each other.]

Hey, don't insult your brother's fiancée. There's only so far you can go. [She sighs. C'mon Asch picking on your brother is one thing, but don't go insulting his future wife. Nami and Sanji might just go crazy if they heard that comment.] Asch, you know I only want you two to get along. There's no reason to be like this.

I didn't insult her. [...Well, not out loud, anyway. Still, he shuts up at that- Xion doesn't like him so he doesn't have to like her, either. He's fine with how he and Luke are, so why doesn't anyone else understand it?]

You aren't answering my question Asch. Is there really such a problem you two have? [She inches a little closer to him, a concerned look showing on her face through the night light.] If there's anything I can do, you know I will.

[Asch doesn't respond for a long while, his eyes averted, brows furrowed. Why do they fight? It's like asking why the sky's blue. It's just... something that happens.]

I don't have a particularly good reason for it. It's just how we are- we're siblings, so we fight. We have different priorities.

[She smiles sadly.]

I know that. But, you two fight more than looking out for one another. You know I worry about both of you and want your happiness.

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