Okay, this is my second DarkxKrad fanfiction, so just go with it. ; This is the sequel to Razorblade Kiss… I guess. I might make a multi-chapter fanfiction like this later.
Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel. Yukiru Sugisaki does.
Death Do Us Part
It was a normal night. Dark steals painting. Police make idiots out of themselves. And Krad emerged from inside of Satoshi.
"Ahh… So you've finally come out." Dark said seductively, smirking in the same manner.
"Yes. And this time, it's not for pleasure." Krad said, plucking out a feather. Catching Dark off guard, he impaled him right into the shoulder.
Dark's screams could be heard through out the museum. Blood flew everywhere with this stab. The floor was now red, and Krad had the thief's blood all over his face and hands. He laughed in a psychotic demeanor.
"What the hell…" Dark said. The room was spinning, and he hit the stone floor. Hard. His vision was blurry. He could see Krad's feet move towards him, then he felt his head being ground into the floor.
"See? This pain belongs to you. Isn't that what you want." Dark sat up when Krad took his foot off his head.
"No… This..." Dark began to cough, spurting blood from his mouth. His throat was on fire.
"What? Can't stand this pain? Knowing that the one you love did this to you? Does it hurt… Dark?" Krad said, insanity in his eyes and voice.
"You're right. I can't stand this. It hurts like hell, Krad." Dark said, wiping some blood from the corner of his mouth. "And neither can you."
That hit a nerve. Krad stood there in pure shock.
I want him dead… Don't I? But our last meeting… I'm not sure anymore, but… Krad shook his head in confusion as he watched Dark stand up weakly and approach him.
"But… before death do us part…" Dark brought his lips onto the hunter's own. The blonde just gave in to the gentle touch of the thief's lips on his own.
Dark's weight made Krad fall back. Their lips were still locked in an entrancing kiss as the two fell to the floor. Krad moaned out Dark's name as he felt the thief grow colder on his skin.
He knew he was causing the slow, pleasure filled death of the great Dark Mousy. But what he happy about this? No. He knew he loved Dark, but… And so… The thief died in his arms…
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Krad… Krad… KRAD! Krad heard this excessive yelling through his sleep.
"What?" He asked back angrily, hiding the pain from watching the horror filled nightmare.
Never mind…His host replied allowing Krad to regain his thoughts, and fall back into another slumber filled with nightmares of him.
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And that's all!
Ayu