Reen's ramblings: My fanfic muse continues to stand over me with a whip in hand, occassionally cracking it and screaming, "Write more SatoshixRisa fanfics! WRIIIIIIITE!" while I whimper and obey. XD Really, it's almost scary. I just have so much fun writing this couple (probably because I have nothing keeping me busy--where are all those job opportunities!) because I see so much potential in them.
Standard disclaimers apply. Title of fic and the bits of lyrics are from song 'Learning to Breathe' by Switchfoot.
Learning to Breathe
A collection of SatoshixRisa oneshots
Indestructible
In which Krad appears for the last time.
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"N-No—" Satoshi gasped, clutching at his heart as he fell, immediately curling up in pain. "H-How…? You were—" He fought back a cry as another spasm of pain hit his whole body. "…Supposed…to be…gone…"
Krad's maniacal laughter filled his mind, and Satoshi squeezed his eyes shut as if to block out the horrible sound. But instead, the image of the white-winged angel became clearer, the laughter louder, in his head.
Sprawled on the floor of his bedroom, Satoshi heard the faint sound of his front door opening and tensed up. Shit. Someone had arrived.
"Hello? Satoshi? Anybody home?" a familiar, lilting female voice called out. Risa. He gritted his teeth, willing himself to be silent. He didn't want her to see him like this—but as if mocking his intent, Krad struggled more violently inside of him, making him scream out in pain.
"Satoshi!" Her pounding footsteps echoed in the hallway as she ran to his room. Flinging open the door to his bedroom, her heart skipped a beat as she saw him on the floor. As she took one step toward him, he flung out an arm to stop her.
"D-Don't…" he said weakly, trying to stand up. "Don't…come near…me…"
He cried out and fell to the floor once more. Risa immediately ran towards him with her arms held out, stumbling against his weight as she caught him at the last second. Despite trying to ward her off a few moments before, Satoshi now clung to her, his hands gripping her arms tightly.
"Satoshi, what's wrong?" The fright in her voice made his heart constrict.
"Krad…He…" And he began to shake violently in her arms, screaming all the while. Snow-white wings sprouted from his back. Risa gazed at them in wonder and horror, pulling Satoshi closer to her.
"No…" she murmured in disbelief. "It can't be…"
He raised his head and she nearly gasped at the sight. One of his eyes had turned yellow, and his hair was slowly turning blonde as well. "He…" Satoshi panted. "He wants to…hurt…you…" He let go of her arms and clutched his head, trying to prevent the transformation from taking place, to no avail. Realizing it was only moments before Krad took over, he yelled, "Risa! Leave, now! RUN!"
"NO!" And to Satoshi's shock, she threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "I won't leave you! Not now, not ever!"
"Risa…" He drew back slightly, his hand cupping her cheek gently. He tried to smile, but ended up grimacing instead. "He'll…only harm—" And his words were drowned by an almost inhuman scream coming from his mouth as the pale angel fully emerged.
Risa stared into Krad's ruthless eyes almost defiantly, her arms still around his waist. The white angel looked down at her haughtily for a brief moment before a smirk crossed his lips—and Risa instantly found herself flipped onto her back, her arms pinned to the sides and Krad's mouth crushed against hers.
She struggled violently, desperately, fighting him with all her might. She felt her eyes welling up with tears as her strength failed her.
Then Krad was abruptly thrown off her, crashing into the wall.
Risa sat up, her limbs trembling at the effort, and looked around. To her utter relief, she saw Satoshi standing up slowly from where Krad had fallen, breathing heavily. The majestic-looking white wings were still there, casting an ethereal glow about him. He looked completely enraged.
"How…dare…you," he hissed vehemently, looking about dazedly. Then his gaze fell on her. The enraged look in his eyes was replaced by another that made her shiver—and not from fear.
He strode towards her, his wings rustling softly at the action. Upon reaching her, he pulled her up—almost with no effort as she willingly stood up, albeit shakily, the moment his hand held hers—and slowly lowered his head until his lips were barely a centimeter away from hers. Risa's breath hitched painfully, sweetly at her throat, and she closed her eyes in anticipation. He brushed her lips with his, the touch feather-soft, traveling to drop light kisses on her eyelids, then brushing softly over her nose, before fully claiming her lips again in a kiss that she knew would be branded in her mind forever.
The hateful memory of Krad's earlier assault on her vanished into oblivion as Satoshi's mouth moved gently yet insistently over hers. She placed her trembling hands against his chest—which was also trembling, to her surprise—and ran them upwards to tangle in his hair, pressing herself closer to him. In turn, one of his arms wrapped around her waist while the other hand rested on the base of her neck, angling her head for a deeper kiss. Risa felt a jolt of pleasure course through her body at the contact of his tongue with hers. She was starting to feel a bit light-headed—Dark's kisses were certainly nothing compared to this, some part of her brain managed to process the thought. His kisses became more demanding, but in no way bruising as Krad's had been, making her heart pound so hard she thought it might just jump out of her chest right then and there. She felt as if he was sucking out and breathing life into her at the same time—never had she experienced something so mind-blowing, so right.
It was her who pulled away regretfully, the need for oxygen making the action necessary. He pressed his forehead against hers, eyes still shut. They both panted heavily as their lungs struggled to fill themselves with much-needed air.
Satoshi leaned his head closer, making their noses but not their lips touch. "Risa," he breathed. "You're mine." His eyes swept about her face, as if memorizing every curve and line. "Mine," he repeated.
And then he fainted, his wings simultaneously bursting apart into numerous pure-white soft feathers.
Holding him tightly in her arms, Risa slowly sank to the floor as the feathers fell gently around them like snow. She cradled his head in her hands, placing it on her lap. Then she watched the feathers in wonder as they continued to fall. She reached out and touched one lightly in midair—to her surprise, it slowly dissolved into nothingness. She looked on, wide-eyed, as all the other feathers seemed to follow suit. For some unexplained reason, she felt her heart swelling with happiness at the sight. Tenderly, she brushed Satoshi's hair away from his eyes, wiping the sweat from his brow before pressing her lips to his forehead as if to somehow assure him.
Not a single white feather could be seen moments after.
And Risa knew everything was going to be alright.
"It wasn't Krad," Kosuke said.
Daisuke stared confusedly at his father. The expression on Riku's face, who was sitting beside him, was the same. It was Riku who spoke up. "What do you mean, sir?"
Kosuke sighed, running a hand through his already unruly hair. "It couldn't have been Krad because he and Dark were both sealed. If one got out, the other would have, too." He turned to his son. "But you don't feel Dark, right?"
The redhead shook his head, looking a bit sad. "No, I definitely don't feel him anymore. He's gone."
Kosuke nodded. "Right. And you, Daisuke, have accepted that fact. Satoshi, on the other hand, would appear that he has not, with his angel. While he knows the fact to be true, and has seen it happen for himself, I would guess that he still carried a nagging feeling that Krad was still there, that Krad would never stop tormenting him, as he always has for the whole of his life." Kosuke's warm brown eyes clouded over with pity. "In truth, what appeared tonight was nothing more than a fragment of Satoshi's memory of Krad. A fragment that will continue to linger in his mind, if he would not entirely believe that Krad is gone."
Daisuke suddenly smiled. "I think he already has."
The three of them turned their heads to the nearby bedroom almost in unison. They could see through the open doorway the flowing brown hair of Risa, her upper body slumped on the bed as she had fallen asleep while sitting on a chair beside the bed, and the gentle rise and fall of Satoshi's chest as he lay fast asleep. They could also see, on top of Satoshi's chest—just above his heart—their clasped hands, fingers entwined.
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I never thought I could fall like that
Never knew that I could hurt this bad
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Fin.
