INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
What!?
Crimson eyes gazed onwards from the face of a nicely tanned young boy, red hair holding stiffly in various sharp directions, bits and pieces masking parts of his eyes. His thin lips melded as his quieted voice spoke, mouthing his thoughts. 'How long has it been?'
On he watched a boy with locks of cerulean hair hanging down over the top part of his pale face, the blue haired boy's attention was brought elsewhere, so the red head could watch in safety from his periphery vision.
His thoughts were then disturbed, mind clouding over with a stuffy feeling from the intruder. 'Since what, Daisuke?' Came a male's voice echoing from inside the boys mind.
He turned his sights down at his desk, blindly glaring at the man who couldn't possibly see it, but it helped nurture his anger. 'I don't have to tell you anything, Dark.' Daisuke retorted, lips pursed shut to assure there was no accidental blurting out of his thoughts.
"Daisuke," This voice was reality and brought his attention upwards to his teacher, he was looking down at him with an expression of disdain. "Is something the matter?"
'Yes,' Chuckled the voice.
"No! Nothing at all. ." He strained to hide the irritation in his voice, trying to mask it with a stretched smile.
"Oh, then you wouldn't mind telling me -" The sounds of the world dulled out into a distant muffle as his inner voice spoke over everything.
'I think I'll pass this boring lesson and dig around a bit, try to see if I can find out what's bugging you, hm?'
In an near reaction of horror at the idea, he lost grip of reality and, to others, his sanity as well. He found his hands gripping roughly at the sides of his head, covering his ears and eyes squeezed shut, pitifully attempting to hide his inner most thoughts from the parasitic leech. "No! Please, don't!" He screeched irrationally, mumbling indiscernible words.
Silence gripped the classroom as they all watched on at the seemingly broken down student, the teacher also watched on with eyes pulled wide in shock. A girl in a desk beside him with sleek brown hair and gentle amber eyes leaned over, her hand reaching shyly to touch him. "Daisuke. . What's -" But her voice was lost in the fight of Dark and Daisuke's power control.
'Stop it!' He managed to cry to himself. He could feel it, like trying to hold back an enraged large animal from running him over. It pressed against his mind with a greater power.
'What are you hiding, Daisuke?' He chimed, teasing the child as he inched closer.
But something was shaking his world and his eyes flew open to the sights of his teacher gripping him.
"Daisuke!" He was shouting it and some of the students had stood to watch more closely, others watching in the backgrounds and murmuring to each other.
But he wasn't angry, his face blatantly showed extreme worry for the disturbed boy. Of course, the child was even now looking at him with eyes stretched in fear, body lightly trembling to be felt in the man's finger tips.
Even now, as the teacher tried to get a hold of the boy's sanity, he was battling out Dark, the shaking of his body the force of control that sent tremors throughout his muscles.
"Daisuke. ." The voice was so soft, worried, and familiar, that he took a moment to bring it to attention. The girl from before, his girlfriend, was staring at him and gripping his arm.
He loosened up slightly and he relaxed at the sight of her, fatally, it let the voice within him break through without a care, bur when it did, instead of taking a hold of his very being, it suddenly stopped.
"Daisuke, could you please excuse yourself so I can further my class?" He guided Daisuke to his feet. "Try to get some fresh air and. . Calm down."
But that wasn't what he was thinking about, not anymore. The entire classroom was watching him, even the boy he had been watching was looking at him with an almost amused expression. It hit him when he realized 'that' boy had seen it, and forgot completely at what he had attempted to hide at first from the voice. In sheer embarrassment, he tried to mask it with a laugh and move swiftly to the door. The girl tried to follow, but was stopped by the teacher, instead, she watched on with dread.
He stumbled out into the halls and bolted to the staircase where he made a few trip ups as he raced down it. A few scrapes on the knew later, he was standing outside, breathing heavily.
"You motherfucker!" He screamed outwards. The voice didn't reply, didn't even send an emotion, but he could still feel its presence. "Why did you have to fucking do that?! Huh?! Couldn't have waited, you prick!" Silence.
Finally the voice came once more, but disbelieving and quiet. 'You're -'
"Gay?" He finished its sentence bitterly.
'And you -'
"Like Satoshi."
No reply, and then, the presence of the voice dissipated and he now, really, felt alone; standing in the field with the cool wind washing over him.
"Fuck."
It wasn't long till a loud bell rang and the voices of hundreds of kids filled the once peaceful air.
It's only a set back, Dark can't really do anything about it, can he? Would he? He shook his head and was only glad for the moment without that nosy person prying at him.
"Daisuke!" Called a voice loudly. He spun around to face him, Satoshi. He started to tremble and at the same, critical time, the feeling of Dark returning was starting to cloud his mind.
"What do you want?" He asked briskly. The boy didn't reply but walked forward coolly till he was less then five feet from him, watching him with a gaze that didn't need words. He was waiting for an explanation.
How could he deny it? How could he even try to fight it? When around his girlfriend he might feel comfortable and glad to have a 'friend' around, but when Satoshi was near; when he would talk in that calm, collected voice, it gave him such a rush, a rush that would take a hold of him and he'd loose himself in it, giving Dark a chance to take over. The trembles began, the choking feeling, the feeling of being smothered. Dark wanted out, and, Daisuke didn't want to fight it this time.
Have you ever been in a situation where you're using every ounce of your strength to fight something; something of greater power then you? You fight till it shakes you down to your bone and then, just like that, you give in. The feeling washes through you like a wave of relief as its brought to an end, and you can let go for the time being, fight later.
So, Daisuke's eyes slid shut and his body relaxed completely, his breath slowed to a calm, even, pattern. Nothing but the echo of his breathing embraced his world, nothing existed but he for the time being.
Daisuke's body underwent a change that happened so tremendously fast, you had to have watched unblinking. The red hair seemed to fall away in dust as violet hair grew in its place, long. He buckled over while embracing his stomach, gripping with the hands expanding painfully at his stomach. His body became taller, more full, the body of an older man. And as things became still, he straightened up with a new aura about him. An aura of power and pride, outclassing the other boy by a great deal.
As his eyes came open, they glinted a deep velvet color, they shown with triumph.
Satoshi stood for a moment in silence, looking on at the taller man, unphased. But he didn't seem to be acknowledging anything, instead it looked to be that he was elsewhere.
Dark tilted his head and he gave a little frown. "Are you going to-" No need to finish the sentence, for Satoshi suddenly took under the same changes. No longer was he the shorter, weaker, looking child; but a tall, lean, man. Streams of blond hair spilling over his shoulders like rivers of gold, even his eyes were a reflecting of the suns shine.
They stared at each other with an even feel of strength.
"Well, well. Hello my little Mousy." Krad said to Dark, he stepped towards him, Krad saw Dark muscle's tense as he neared him.
"Don't call me that, Krad." Dark said as Krad neared him. He didn't dare move, for he was lost in the entrancing gold of what was considered Krads eyes. When Krad was only five inches away from him, he reached a hand over towards dark and twirled some of his violet hair in his hands. Darks face slowly started to blush as Krads hand moved towards his cheek, he felt Krads fingertips lightly caressing his cheek till it was smacked away.
"S-stop!" He yelled to the blonde and, in embarrassment, looked away from him, refusing to show him his flushed face. Krad chuckled lightly to himself and leaned on Dark, wrapping one arm around him, he used his free hand to grab Dark's chin and make him look at him. He leaned in and gave Dark a kiss on the lips.
Dark's eyes opened in shock as he jumped away from Krad. He drew the back of his hand over his mouth, fury growing in his eyes, his other hand had a deep velvet ball of light forming in it as he reached over with it he shot it at Krad. A split second away from hitting Krad white wings bursted from his back, flying in the air just in time to dodge it. He flew towards dark lightly caressing his cheek before flying off. "Bye my little angel." He whispered in his ear as he flew by. Dark's face flushed a deep red right after Krad left, he dropped to the floor on his back, and transformed back to Daisuke.
"What just happened Dark? I thought you said you weren't gay, though what I just saw say's other wise." Daisuke said out loud.
'I...I'm not gay, he is!' Dark said furiously at Daisuke.
"Riiight, and that was why you were blushing like crazing when he was kissing and touching you." Daisuke said with a smirk. His mind had completely forgot about Satoshi for a few seconds till he thought how he was to approach him next Monday. 'At least tomorrows Saturday.' Thought Daisuke as he got up to go home.
End of chapter one!~