You suddenly notice that the room you have walked in is white with black curtains, and five purple beanbags, two of which are occupied by two very unusual young men. The closest to you is wearing a traditional-style red kimono, except baggier than what was then accepted. He is barefoot, and has long, silver hair that is, at the moment, braided in the style of Pippi Longstockings. He does not seem very pleased with his hair stlye as well. And, surprisingly enough, has two puppy ears on the top of his head. The other young man is tall, and pale, with hair that you know will always look as if he has just woken up. He has a serious expression on his smooth face, and is wearing a pair of well-worn looking black jeans and an old-looking black t-shirt. His feet are adorned with black, steel-toe boots. You wonder for a moment, who he is, until your host interupts your thoughts.
"May I introduce, His Majesty, the King of Fantasies, Daydreams, and Nightmares, and the Lord of the Western Lands of Ancient Japan.
"You may call me Morpheus," the pale man says.
"Why the hell am I here? And just who the fuck is this guy, Mitsuko?! He has no smell!" the kimono boy questioned your host.
"You will not talk to me in such a manner, Inu Yasha. And if you must know, Morpheus is one of the Endless." The lady you now know as Mitsuko answered, her violet eyes (today at least) narrowed.
"If you would, Mitsuko, I am very busy and wish to continue, since I must go through with this anyways." Morpheus asked, long fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Oh, hush. You're dead, remember? What could you possibly be busy with?"
The room goes silent. You can't believe you just said something so rude to a complete stranger.
"Keh. Some king! What kind of Endless gets himself killed!?" Inu Yasha snorts out.
You ponder this for awhile.'How could an Endless end?' you ask yourself. How indeed. You wander out the way you came, intent on answering your question. The strange men and girl forgotten.