Title: Blue Flames
By: Kitten [^.~]
Series: D. N. Angel
Disclaimer: I don't
own D. N. Angel in any form other than the manga (and hopeful day, the
anime). This innovative series was
created by Yukiru Sugisaki-sensei. If
she has a problem with this work, I'll take it down immediately.
Pre notes: Daisuke may seem a OOC but please bear with
it. [^^] All will be explained in the
end.
"I've heard some interesting things about you." Daisuke approached the figure under the
tree's embrace of shadows.
Satoshi looked up from his book and glanced up, slanting his
eyes through the soft cover of snowy hair.
"Really?"
"Some people say you're like ice." A wicked grin uncharacteristically curved his lips. "Beautiful to look at, yet sharp to the
touch; a dangerous type of allure. . .
full of sharp blue angles and frosty core. Enchanting in its fatality, even."
Satoshi snorted.
"Really?"
"Yes, really." A
humorous tone overlaid his words.
"Others say you're like snow. Is
there a difference between ice and snow?"
Daisuke leaned into the tree's scratchy hold, idly watching his fingers
tear blades of grass. "After I thought
of it, I realized there is. Snow is an
elusive element; each flake individual with its own chilling taste yet part of
a great whole. Much like your many
secrets, Hiwatari-kun." Daisuke's
slanted glance seemed to hold amusement.
Satoshi only gazed at him with unreadable eyes.
Daisuke continued.
"It's a beautiful thing also.
But the sad fact is…" Daisuke's
soft orbs of uncharacteristic mysteries followed the dancing movements of the
wind and grass with a bittersweet smile.
". . .no matter how hard you try, you can't catch snow. You can grab it all you want, plot
unceasingly for hours unto-end, but in the end, no matter all your efforts,
it'll melt in your hands." He laughed
softly. "And not in your mouth."
"Really?"
"I've thought of both those things: ice and snow, snow and
ice. They do seem to suit you."
"Really?"
Daisuke shot a look at Satoshi. "Is that all you can say?"
The pale-haired youth only smiled a secret smile.
Daisuke laughed at that.
"Alright." He leaned closer,
bringing tufts of red down to caress the smooth expanse of ivory skin. Goosebumps multiplied at the touch of heated
whispers and nibbling teeth. Satoshi
could feel his mouth slightly part at the decadent feel of moist warmth moving
over his neck.
The white-haired boy shivered at the hot whisper curling
languidly in his ear. "But I don't
agree." Satoshi could feel a smile
pressed against his neck. "It's obvious
when I look at you. Your passion. Your cool exterior. The intensity of your desire to… catch those
you wish."
They exchanged a kiss; pure and quintessential in its
decadence, filled with slick heat and burning need. Tongues waltzed in a dance of unadulterated desire, each fighting
to lead in a gesture of dominance. And
submission.
"You," Daisuke raggedly whispered against those soft lips,
"are neither Ice nor Snow." A quick
exhalation of breath expelled as Satoshi pushed him down against the
voyeuristic grass and straddled his hips.
"Really?" Satoshi
leaned over the red-haired youth with a slight smile. "Then what am I?" He
asked, licking the corner of Daisuke's mouth.
"Blue Flames." Dark
tilted his head up to capture Krad's lips securely against his own.
Their exteriors melted.
Red darkened into purple, shadowed with black; strands of blue-white
softened into the purest shades of snow, with the tiniest hint of color. Now, Krad, in his original form, pushed down
at Dark to devour those smirking lips with his own. Breaths mingling, Dark surged upwards, neck craning for more
pressure, more touching. Just more.
A fire so hot, it flames ice. A fire so full of icy passion it can't help but engulf everything
in its intended path. Flames of blue,
spiked like frost, devouring anything in its way. . . until reaching its
determined destination.
Fiery passion.
Icy lust.
You couldn't be anything but . . .
A blue flame.
~O-wa-ri!~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Post Notes: [^^] Did
you get it? The reason why Daisuke
sounds so OOC is because it's not Daisuke!
Well, not his mind, anyways [^.~]
Mischievous Dark ravaging and being ravaged in Daisuke's body with Krad
in Satoshi's.
S'aaaaaaaaall good.
