Dark knew Kaitou had been his... The other didn't really remember ever meeting him.
It was a sad fate really.
It was a cool autumn morning, the kids all swarmed to their schools. Kaitou opened his eyes to an empty bed, cold, yet comforting. He had forgotten his husband. And with how the weather smiled down, one would think that day would be like any other. But that was not to be the case... Dark was waiting just outside his bedroom door. He had been smiling over the thought of Kaitou, held close, the both of them just breathing each other in.
Small, happy thoughts, of them, after they had had their fun.
But in the back of his head, Dark knew it wasn't likely they'd ever be together like that again... He had to find a way though. A way to gain back Kaitou's love... And even then, it was nothing, if not love, that made him try and try again...
This night was a full moon...
Kaitou quickly changed into something far more covering than just a pair of white boxers, a loose button-up shirt, and a pair of slim-fitting, black jeans. He couldn't just lounge around his mother's house in underwear. What if one of her friends decided to pay a surprise visit? He shuddered at the thought, and forced a happy smile, looking out the window to the street, seeing the sun over the fence of the house across the way, and sighed happily, "Today, is gonna be a good day. I'll be one step closer to Pandora, and defeating the Black Organization." before opening his door, to see Dark laying against the wall, just outside. "What are you doing outside my room?" he questioned, almost angrily, looking at Dark, who replied, in his calm, quiet voice, "Wishing you'd let me sleep with you. You aren't a virgin. You can't lie to yourself about that..."
"And I should believe you?"
"Your mind may have forgotten, but I doubt your body has. And if you would just lay with me, then I have a feeling you would remember me..."
Kaitou practically growled at Dark's comments, knowing he wouldn't be able to find a good comeback any time soon. It was the only thing that would ruin his happy mood, an argument with the shadow. If he could figure out the fear of that shade demon, it would be the happiest day of his life. But, sadly, he couldn't read him. It was mysterious... And even more so a turn-on... But he couldn't figure out why. It just seemed so normal for the other to speak in such a way. All that Kaitou wanted to know, was whether or not Dark spoke truthfully. But he didn't want to run the risk of his mother shunning him if it wasn't, nor did he want to ask her if what the other said was true. He still wished that he could know without consulting to either of them.
It was a mystery how he would manage that. One even the great detective Holmes wouldn't be able to solve. And, in a sense, he'd rather it stay that way. Anything was better than either of his predicted fates. Even this eternal running away from his heart's voice, from it's yearning, from love.
Dark, on the other hand, only seemed to grow sadder, watching the other slowly descending the staircase, waiting for but one chance to lay the other down in the grass, lift those slender legs over his shoulders, and plunge himself deep into the other's warmth. A soft gasp escaped his lips as he imagined the passion the both of them felt at that moment. That feeling, those shared pleasures, the scent that covered every inch of their bodies. It was so amazing, the way their bodies fit together like the pieces of a puzzle. Their personalities even complemented one another's.
To him, it was a sad time. His lover had forgotten him, and there was little he could do to help the other remember.
Let the true magic,
Cast it's spell,
Oh love, oh light,
Save me from this hell.