My End
Little Daisuke Niwa was trudging down the street with his head bent low and his hands clamped tightly on the straps of his brown backpack. His eyes stayed glued to his shadow that lay before him as he continued his walk home from school. The wind picked up and blew some leaves under his feet and he hastily stepped on them.
CRUNCH…CRUNCH…CRUNCH
He heaved a sigh and the wind grew even fiercer. Today was any old regular day. First it started off with the usual plan of telling the young, beautiful Risa Harada how he truly felt. He was supposed to tell her how much his heart throbbed with ache everyday he knew that she didn't belong to him.
But it was regularly ruined by the same sentence that ruined everyday of this past year, "do you think that I will be able to meet Phantom Dark tonight, Niwa?" She would always ask that same question whenever they met in the morning inside the same compartment of the same train.
Then came the nonstop begs, complaints, and compliments from Risa about this Mysterious Man. "Will you help me learn this new recipe for Phantom Dark, Niwa?" "You will truly help me if you really are a friend, Niwa." "Phantom Dark is the most wonderful person I ever met, Niwa!"
Then came the nonstop complaints from Risa's older twin sister, Riku. "Darn it! Risa! He's no good for you! Get over it! Snap out of it, Risa!"
Daisuke's red, spiky hair flew and flapped in the roaring wind. His red eyes were as emotionless as…Satoshi's. Why was he thinking about Hiwatari? Hiwatari was always on Daisuke's mind since he found out that Hiwatari was like him. He was always on alert whenever Krad's Tamer came around.
Rain started to fall hard on the fragile body of Daisuke. He didn't run nor pull out a book to shelter him. He just continued to walk in grief that his other half had stolen the heart of his true love. He continued to walk in grief as he thought about Dark.
"Oh, come on, Daisuke!" Dark would scream from inside of the young Niwa's mind. "It's not my fault she loves a totally awesome dude!"
"Shut up!" Daisuke would yell back. Dark would simply stick his tongue out in retort and then go back and rest in the deep layers of Daisuke's very thoughts. He was soaked to the bone when he entered the park to go down the trail that shown the long way home. Clouds covered the sky and lightning flashed with each rumble heard.
"Daisuke! I demand that you go home now! Or at least change into me! At least I can find a way to stay dry!" Daisuke shook his head vigorously from side to side in response as he continued to keep control. Drops of rain flew out of his hair.
"Besides, I need a picture of Risa to change to you. And there is no way you can get me to pull it out."
"Don't remind me."
Daisuke began to wish he were home. He felt as though his bones were shivering under his skin. His teeth clattered together but he refused to stop walking to warm up. He felt that if he stayed out there his body would become colder than the feelings in his heart.
Hair stuck to his forehead but he continued to trudge on home. He was sure that his mom would give a fit, but one sight of Dark would shut her up in a moment. He checked his watch that now read 7:00 p.m. and decided that he had enough and began to power walk on home.
"WHERE WERE YOU? COME BACK DOWN HERE NOW!" his mom screamed at him as he just pushed past her and took the stairs two at a time. "Just because she won't go out with you doesn't mean that you have to act this way," she stated with a normal voice tone. "YOU HAVE TO ADMIT THAT HAVING DARK IS USEFUL!" she shouted at him.
"Whatever…" he muttered as he slammed the door. He flew to the bed and began to sob uncontrollably.
"Aw…you can be such a crybaby sometimes," stated Dark like he always would whenever Daisuke cried over Risa. Dark soon became irritated. "DAISUKE! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THIS RIGHT NOW!" screamed Dark but Daisuke drowned it out in a sob. What Dark just said settled with an echo in Daisuke's head.
"Risa…why won't you see that I care for you?" he muttered to himself.
"Dai? Dai? Let me in!" screamed Daisuke's mom from the outside of his bedroom.
"Leave me alone!"
"FINE!"
An hour later Daisuke picked up his sore body so he was on all fours. Tears stained his face, starting from the corners of his crimson eyes to the end of his neck. He no longer had the look of disgrace on his face but he had a broader…more…solid look.
"I'm tired of this…this is going to end tonight!" He shot up and quickly got changed in some black pants and a black t-shirt. He pulled on some black combat boots.
"So…I see that you, once again, came to me for support," stated Dark. "Well, just go get With and we'll be ready. Tell me, what is it you want from the art Museum?"
"It's not exactly like that, Dark." After retrieving a small, black item from his under his mattress, he slipped out of his top story window and flew gently to the ground. He landed catlike on the floor below in a crouch and broke off in a run towards his destination.
"Hey, Daisuke…where are we going…" asked Dark.
"Somewhere…"
Now, Risa, I am no longer going to be at your every beck and call for Dark. He will no longer receive gifts that I clearly gave to you!
He ran for what seemed like forever. He would not stop. His boots pounded against the hard floor and splashed hard in the small puddles that the rain made. He began to run up a grassy hill. He soon came to his destination: Risa and Riku's house. They were surely asleep. He slipped in Riku's window.
"Goodbye, Riku…" he muttered as he brushed the back of his hand against her cheek.
"Ni…wa…" she said in her sleep and she turned so she was sleeping on her side not facing him. He slipped out of her dark room and managed to creep inside of Risa's. He went over to her, his clothes blending perfectly with the darkness that stuck to the walls like gum in hair. The only thing that gave him away was his flaming red hair and his glowing red eyes.
"Risa…I know that you don't care for me…all you can think about is Dark…but…goodbye. I love you…please…don't forget me. I know that you will never have a first kiss with my other self…but…here I am…" he muttered.
"WHAT!" screamed Dark from the inside of Daisuke's mind as Dai's face inched closer smoothly to Risa's. Their lips touched and for a moment Daisuke forgot why he was there. He didn't want that moment to end. Even Dark's nonstop screaming for him to leave didn't tear him apart. His eyes stayed closed as he stood on his knees at the side of Risa's bed, taking in the soft feeling of Risa's bare lips.
After what seemed like an eternity he pulled away and went to Risa's window. After one last look of longing he jumped out and onto the grassy lawn below. Risa shot up in bed as the cold burst of air hit her exposed face.
"Mr. Phantom Dark?" Daisuke heard Risa call out. Daisuke ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He managed to exit out of the lawn and over the black iron fence in front of the mansion.
As he ran, he hurried past the resident home of Satoshi Hiwatari. He just had to see the tamer of Krad one last time. He climbed up wall with ease and peered into the window. He saw the blue haired male teen sitting in his bed with his lower half hiding under his white sheets. His upper half was naked and leaning against the headboard on the bed. He was fast asleep with his glasses still on the bridge of his nose, his head tilted back and his mouth slightly open. His face held a mild look of emotional pain.
Finally it was time to go home. He hopped down and began to run for his home in the pouring rain.
"What is the meaning of this, Daisuke? You shouldn't have brought With. At least I could have flown us home," pouted Dark.
He hopped into his room. He grabbed a piece of paper that was on his desk. With a beautiful dark blue pen with a gold dragon wrapped around it, he delicately wrote a name in the middle of a piece of paper.
Risa Harada"Daisuke! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" yelled Dark. Daisuke sat on the edge of his bed. His hair hung low as he kept a stern face. He placed his hand on the back pocket of his black pants. He brought out the black object that he had hid under his mattress earlier.
"Risa…" he muttered as he flicked open the object: a switchblade with a gold engraved name: My Love: Risa Harada. She was everywhere. He couldn't escape. "Risa…Risa…Risa…" he continued to say.
"DAISUKE, ANSWER ME NOW!" Dark continued to scream but it was just echoing inside Daisuke's thoughts and swirling with the images of Risa and her smile that he treasured so much until now. Daisuke looked down at his blade once again.
"Risa…" he muttered one last time as he put the blade against his wrist.
"DAISUKE!" Dark screamed. "Daisuke…"
"Risa…" Daisuke drew a line of red with the blade to outline where he will do the deed. His skin was red with rawness.
"Daisuke…" muttered Dark. "Don't do it…"
Daisuke pressed down hard with the blade and quickly drew it back. He was having second thoughts about this…he couldn't go back now! Not after all this planning! Not after all the pain he went through! He pressed the blade against his skin again. Pain surged through his body as he gave out a gasp. He shut his eyes tight as he put more force into his right hand and drew out more blood. He refused to let out tears. His world began to swirl.
With a smile he laid down in his bed. He raised his bloodstained arm to the heavens and looked at it. His eyes began to close. They drooped so they were half open. His breathing steadied to a deep, hallow, short breaths.
"There…Dark…you can have Risa…you…won…" he muttered with difficulty.
"Daisuke…I'm sorry…" Dark's words died down into a slow echo in Daisuke's last thoughts.
"Risa…"
Daisuke rolled over so he was in the fetal position, his wounded wrist up by his face. He stared at it with half open eyes. He breathed in heavily. "Risa…"
Suicide The Clown: Good? Bad? Please tell me. I'll be working on Hiwatari's soon. I don't own DN Angel. If I did, me and Satoshi, Dark, and Krad will be having a "workout".