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Keiko was getting out of the pool when it happened. Her friends still swimming start choking their bodies turning gross shades of purple. Yusuke manages to pull himself halfway out of the pool and reaches for her. Scared more than anything else she presses back against the wall. Seeing for the first time a small humanoid creature pressed against his back. The creature grins at her and seems to start sinking into his skin. He moans in agony and she runs for the locker room.

Once inside she searches for a place to hide. Picking a shower stall she crouches down in the corner hoping that whatever they are they’ll just leave her alone. The door slams open and wheezing echoes off the ceramic tiled walls. The girl pulls her legs tight to her chest and tries to manage her breathing.

In the end, it doesn’t seem to matter as the curtain is ripped aside. Before her stands the very boy that begged for her help. Screaming she dodges around his arms and runs, searching for a way out. He corners her against a marble counter and he grins proudly, like he’d just broke the record for the 200m Freestyle medley. Gripping the counter, her knuckles white from the force as she cowers hoping that this small amount of purchase will keep him from dragging her away.

The monster laughs and lunges for her and she kicks out at it and it catches one of her ankles in its slimmy grip and she watches in horror as her skin starts taking on that same purple color, the discoloration crawling up her calf as he reaches for her shoulder. She kicks at him again with her free leg and tries to wrench the other free, but doesn’t succeed.

Kurama and Cutie seem to come from nowhere tackling the monster. Her leg drops but her skin is still changing.

[Keiko wakes with a start. Her pokémon are hovering at the foot of her bed as they have each night since the nightmares began. She isn't amused and less so knowing she won't be going back to sleep anytime soon. Apparently her hopes were misplaced the other night.

Moments later two texts go out.]

This is becoming a repetitive question but, is anyone awake?

Anyone in Goldenrod awake and hungry? I'd be happy to make some snacks to help pass time.

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[Yep, that sure was a lot of crap that just went flying everywhere! Yusuke doesn't jump when Keiko does, but he does stiffen a bit, the hand that he'd been using to comb fingers through his hair stilling as he watches her stoop down to hug on Hana. He's about to deliver a smart-assed comment about the mess she'd managed to make, but the expression on her face when she finally looks at him stops him short before he even opens his mouth; he doesn't know what she'd dreamed about, but whatever it was, it was obviously pretty terrible. After all, he's pretty sure the only times he's ever seen her look that uneasy was when he or she or someone they knew was in immediate danger...

Of course, before he can ask her about it, Keiko asks him to turn around, and in response, Yusuke pauses, seeming taken aback by the request. She needs to check for something? Check for what? Well, whatever. Too tired to argue, and too concerned about her to give her too much shit, Yusuke shrugs, drops his hand to his side, and mutters:]

Uh... all right. Sure.

[And around he goes, shooting Keiko a look of implicit "what even" over his shoulder as he presents his back to her. You better not do anything like pants him, Keiko!]

[The thought hadn't even crossed her mind to pants Yusuke. Maybe if things weren't so sucky it might have, but more likely it still wouldn't have. She wasn't one to seek revenge just because he liked to flip her skirt all the time. The fact that he didn't argue with her about turning around was a help toward putting her mind at ease.

Crossing over to him she hesitated. Did she really want to know if he was normal or not? Yes of course but she was still nervous. Her stomach a knotted mess as she scans his back for any sign of that creepy little parasite. When she couldn't see it she poked him a few times in the back looking for it to slither away. But nothing happened and that was the biggest relief of the night.]

Oh thank goodness.

[And without much warning she's flinging herself forward to wrap her arms around his neck in a hug. It's a little more touchy-feely than the usual for them, but she can't begin to put into words how she feels knowing that her worries weren't necessary.

Pulling back she smiles sheepishly at Yusuke as she pulls away entirely.]

Sorry.

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