Last Chapter Recap, Lee Taemin's POV

I had no idea what to do the moment Minho-hyung began twitching in his sleep. Occasionally, he would mutter something, but I couldn't make out the words. I got up out of bed when he started tossing and turning. After a while, he went completely still. He was quiet. And then, just when I thought he was okay, that it was over, he curled in on himself, screaming. But he wasn't just doing that. He wasn't just yelling. It was my name that he was screaming in his sleep. 'He…must be having that nightmare again,' I thought. I still didn't know what to do. Should I wake him up? Leave him alone? Arrghh, I don't know! I supposed I should just wake him up. Of course, the moment I went to do just that, he sat up like someone had dumped cold water on him. "Minho-hyung?" I queried. He just stared at me. "You…had that nightmare again, didn't you?"

Choi Minho's POV

I could only look at Taemin, standing in front of me. In one piece. No blood, his eyes still shining brightly. "Just a dream. Just a dream. Nothing more. Nothing more," I repeated to myself, taking interest in the floor. "I thought so, hyung," Taemin whispered, coming to sit next to me on his bed. I felt weight on my shoulder. Taemin's hand. I looked over at him. Those eyes, filled with concern, looked silently at me. Quietly, Taemin asked; "Will…you tell me, hyung? What happens in your nightmare? I…want to help. But…I can't unless you tell me." I recounted the entire thing to him in a whisper, reliving it again as I did so. I left out the bit at the end where the dream-Taemin had said 'Saranghae' to me. I broke down in tears for a second time, ashamed of myself and of my subconscious. Taemin wrapped his arm around my shoulders, trying to reassure me. I didn't even look up when I heard the door latch release as Key came in the room, or even when it latched behind him.

Key's POV

I couldn't help but stare when I went into Taemin's room. Minho? In tears? Absolutely unheard of. I looked to my youngest 'son' as soon as the door latched behind me. Taemin shook his head at me. 'No better' said the look he sent me. I sighed. This must be really bad for Minho to be crying, let alone not even coming to me or Jinki about the problem. Sometimes, that boy worries me. Right now, he just has me freaked out. I went to sit on Minho's other side, leaning forward on my elbow and clasping my hands. "Minho-ah? What's wrong? You know you can tell umma," I said softly. He glanced at me momentarily, and then nodded at Taemin, who launched into a second, more detailed explanation of what was wrong with Minho. I gaped in amazement. I never knew that Minho had such horrid nightmares. Sure, he moved our entire shared bunk-bed back home when he had bad dreams, but this was a whole different story.

Using the sleeve of my shirt, I gently dabbed away Minho's tears, muttering comforting nonsense the whole time. He didn't stop me, so I knew he appreciated my concern for him. When I finished, I lightly turned his face towards me. He looked at me with sullen, scared eyes, like a child who had just forever lost its parents. "Minho-ah," I said, "listen to umma. No matter how horrible it is, no matter frightening, I want you to remember something for me. It is nothing more than a dream. It can't hurt you, and it can't hurt Taemin-ah. Do you understand your hyung?" Minho nodded his understanding to me, barely muttering a 'yes, Key-umma.' He was still to frightened to say much more than that. I smiled and hugged him until he could hardly breath, and then did the same to Taemin. "Keep an eye on him, Tae-tae," I said to the maknae, who blushed and nodded. I left then, returning to the itty-bitty kitchen to work on lunch. That of which I'm sure that Jinki will be happy to get out of bed for. That man would rather die than not have his chicken.

Lee Taemin's POV

"M-Minho-hyung…" I said, removing my arm from around his shoulders, only to clasp my hands in front of me. Minho looked silently at me, his face the personification of absolute sadness, of hopelessness. The tear tracks on his face were no longer as distinct as they had been before Key-hyung had been here, but…something was still…well, off, about my hyung. "W-What do we do now?" I asked him. He only shook his head and muttered what sounded like "I don't know anymore". That was what scared me the most. Minho-hyung always knew what to do, even when the other hyungs didn't. I felt ready to fall to tears myself. It was as if this world tour was pulling everything apart at the seams. I hated it, profusely. Now, I took my turn to find interest in the irritating pattern of the carpeting. The empty silence last forever, and yet took no time at all. Eventually, Minho-hyung looked over at me, though I wasn't aware of it until he set a hand on my knee, making me look up at him. "I'm sorry, Taemin-ah," he said to me. I stared at him questioningly. "What for?" I asked. "You didn't' do anything wrong, Minho-hyung." He laughed quietly to himself. "It feels…as if I've done something to harm you, by having these…these stupid dreams," he said. I couldn't help but laugh. Minho-hyung only stared at me. I quieted myself before speaking in a much more serious tone. "No, Hyung, you haven't. I'm the one who should be sorry, seeing that I can't do a single thing to help you. Maybe…if we weren't so stressed out and tense, this wouldn't happen." Minho-hyung nodded in agreement. "So…what do we do about it?" he asked. I grinned.

Of course, we had to bring all our gaming systems with us on tour. And thankfully, our suite had a wonderfully large flat-screen TV. I wasted no time in pulling Minho-hyung out of my room to sit in front of that wonderful TV and set up his favorite gaming system for him. He laughed when I couldn't find the proper place to plug in the RWY cords, and pointed out that they should go in the other side of the TV. I can't help that I'm every bit of a failure when it comes to technology sometimes. Not even Onew-hyung is as bad. I finally finished, getting everything in it's right spot, and turned the TV on. Minho-hyung snatched the remote from me like the ninja he is the moment I sat down next to him on the couch. I watched him flip channels until the screen went blue and some words in English appeared in the corner of the screen. He quickly sent me across the room to turn on the game system. The blue screen flickered away as I went to sit back down on the couch, and the system's menu screen replaced it.

Choi Minho's POV

I think we must've sat there for at least three hours playing video games. We only took a break because Key-umma called us to the little kitchen table for lunch. Onew-hyung sat there already, impatiently staring at Key-umma. JongHyun-hyung was leaning his head on one hand in the seat next to our leader, not even bothering to comment on Onew-hyung's eagerness for lunch. I sat next to Taemin-ah, who looked at me strangely. I stared at him quizzically. He nodded at Onew-appa. I shrugged. I had long ago stopped wondering what it was about Onew-hyung and chicken. Personally, I think he has a for it.

Key-umma set Onew-hyung's food in front of him first, and our leader promptly dug in without even a 'Thank you' to Key-umma. That earned him a slap in the back of the head, making Jonghyun-hyung, Taemin-ah, and I laugh. Onew-hyung glared at us only momentarily before returning to his large mountain of chicken. Key-umma only shook his head, proceeding to bring the rest of us our lunch. Having learned our lessons, of course, we thanked him for his generosity and put him in an even happier mood than he was in this morning. Crud. If this morning was bad, we're like night-time shadows to his mid-day sunshine now. Sometimes, it's just disgusting how happy Key-umma is. I wonder sometimes why he isn't the tenth member of So Nyuh Shi Dae. He would fit in perfectly with them. I almost choked on my food laughing as I imagined him doing the steps for Gee, Oh!, and Into the New World. Said laughing earned me odd looks for almost all of my fellow band members. Only Onew-appa ignored me. Chicken was more important to him at the moment. "Something you want to share, Minho-ah?" Jonghyun-hyung asked me gloomily. I held up a hand, telling him to wait a moment so I could swallow my food.

"I-I was just thinking…that some days…Key-umma would make the perfect tenth member for So Nyuh Shi Dae!" I said. Key-umma looked confused, but brightened when he understood. He then promptly stood up from his seat and began singing and dancing to the chorus of Oh!. Taemin-ah broke down laughing, practically face planting into his lunch. Jonghyun-hyung stared in amazement, so surprised he couldn't even manage to grin. I laughed even harder than I had when I had just been imagining it. Even Onew-appa looked up from his precious chicken and almost fell out of his chair laughing. Key-umma then switched to the chorus for Gee, and we laughed all the harder. That wasn't the last of it either. Once we had all recovered and finished eating and Key-umma had taken care of our dishes as we were chatting about how flamboyant our 'Umma' could be, he broke out into song and dance again, this time to Into the New World. With Taemin-ah practically dying as he rolled on the floor laughing, Jonghyun-hyung with his head down on the table and his body shaking from amusement, Onew-appa with his arms folded over his stomach trying to avoid hitting his forehead on the table, and myself trying not to laugh as I wondered if Key-umma had read my mind, he shifted versions of the song and began the long, remix-version dance break. "K-Key-umma," I begged though my laughing ,"p-please, s-stop! Y-you're going t-to," I paused to cough. "G-going to kill u-us! J-just look-" I paused, unable to hold off more laughter as Key-shifted back to the original version of the song and the last two choruses. I couldn't even continue my sentence, I was laughing so hard.

Key-umma finally finished, leaving us all exhausted and in pain from so much laughing. Taemin-ah was still on the floor, lying on his back and switching from laughing and coughing painfully. I shook my head at Key-hyung. "If you ever do that again," I said seriously, "I swear I will leave and not come back until you switch over to So Nyuh Shi Dae." With that, I went and helped Taemin-ah up off the linoleum and returned to the small couch in the other room and went back to playing video-games, with Taemin-ah following behind me.

Lee Taemin's POV

When I sat, well, more like plopped, next to Minho-hyung on the couch, still coughing, he turned his somewhat serious gaze on me. "Taemin-ah, are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded and smiled, trying to catch my breath. "I'm fine, Minho-hyung, really," I said, "I'm just not used to doing that much laughing." Minho-hyung raised an eyebrow at that, but said nothing. He grinned and handed me the game controller. "Your turn, Taemin-ah."