Ahhh, the first fic to be uploaded on to I happy and the story itself is something I wound up doing in my sleep (not really). Well I hope who ever reads this will enjoy it and not kill me later for it. It's only going to be two chapters long in case anyone was wondering. R&R please.

Disclaimer: I don't own D.N.Angel.

Twisted Love

"Death, my friend, is but bitter-sweet. Well, yours is going to be anyway. You see, your manner of death will most likely make it incapable for your spirit to rest. And believe me, that's no way not to live." His velvet voice echoed through the dark damp room as it left his curled up lips that met into a cruel smile. He spoke casually as he looked down at the man, whose platinum locks laid scattered on his forehead slightly discolored by the dry blood that were entangled in it.

"Ahh, the silent type I see." He said in a lush contemptuous tone. "Oh yes, silly me, I've made it so you cannot speak, scream, or whisper. Not even your last request, because, dear old boy, you don't get one. Well, maybe I'll reconsider, I want you to scream my name when you die. And I want it to be the last thing you ever speak."

He walked around the dying man's bare body carelessly brushing some violet bangs from his eyes so he can see him perfectly. "Even more beautiful in the face of death, just as I imagined." He bent over the blondes' upper body and settled himself so he was face to face with him. His violet eyes looked into the other man's golden eyes with great amount of luxury. His sadistic grin grew a little wider as he licked away the blood-mixed sweat from the side of the blonde's well-defined jaw. He lightly chuckled into the man's flesh and proceeded further. He then ran his tongue over to the man's quivering soft pouted plumes of his mouth, undoing the his spell so he will be able to hear the sweet screams of pain. As soon as he did this, there was a loud gasp followed by a gentle cry.

"What? Scream for me Krad. . ." He lingered on the other man's name, letting it roll off his tongue lazily. Krad grimaced and took deep breaths so he would be able to speak. It proved to be rather difficult in his condition. "And make you happy?" His speech was strained and his face held displeasure saying anything because the pain was so great.

When he was done with this simple sentence, he took in sharp heavy breaths, trying to regain a steady breathing pattern. As soon as he looked up to see were his mouth had taken him now, he was met by narrowing eyes, which seem to pierce through his stained soul. Then, the man's frosty violet eyes softened as he looked down at Krad's slim form, his skin showed a sickly pale luster from the moonlight that peered down on him in an eerily fashion. Krad weakly smiled as tainted sweat slid down into his pained golden orbs. He parted his pale pink lips and let his shaky voice hit the other man's ears once again. "Da-Dark, please. . ."

The cruel look of twisted pleasure rested on all of Dark's features once more. "I will be completely satisfied with you, I will make sure of it. Kraaaaad." He said almost listlessly, eyes pouring down on Krad's shaking form with delight. He pulled his hand up from his side and let it fly up level with his shoulder, then flicked his wrist. Krad was instantly lifted off the floor and floated a foot up in the air above where he laid in the first place. His arms out at his side, completely straight except for his wrists, which hung as much as they could, and his legs seemed to be bound together straight as well. He had something around his upper neck preventing his head from hanging as well. All this must have happened in a blink of an eye.

Krad's eyes went a little wide as the realization of what was about to come washed over him even in his state of his delirium. He parted his lips and winced. The standing man shed his clothing piece by piece and moved slowly towards Krad, like he was trying to make this moment into a lasting memory.

"Say it, say my name again. I need to hear it." Dark let the words flow from his mouth in a low sinister voice. There was now only a foot that separated the two men. Dark looked slightly up because Krad in his floating state was now about four inches taller than him. Krad glared down at him, he knew he would pay dearly for not giving him what he wanted, but also knew that he was going to die anyways. Why make Dark happy in the meantime? No, he doesn't deserve to have a single solitary shred of happiness. Because when he's happy, people suffer. This all flashed through his mind in mere seconds. Everything he had now rested back to the situation he was now in.

Dark raised his hands to Krad's chest, letting them fall lightly on either pectoral muscle. He pushed down a little more and a searing sound was heard coming from Krad's flesh. Krad grimaced and let out a small yelp at first but then silenced himself. Dark pressed harder, his hands now burning their way slowly into his chest making their way for his heart and lungs. Dark's lips parted and a sweet rich tone started coming from them. He was. . .singing?

"Touched, you say that I am, too. So much of what you say is true. I'll never find someone quite like you again. I'll never find someone quite like. . .you." With every new verse, he would press a little harder. "The razors and the dying roses plead, I don't leave you alone. The demi-gods and hungry ghosts of God, God knows I'm not at home."

Dark pushed a little harder, blood streaming down his bare arms. Krad's lower body was now coated in it, his eyes were wide and his face was turning more and more pale with every drop he lost it seems like. He breathed heavy, trying so hard not to give him what he wanted.

"I'll never find someone quite like you again. I'll never find someone quite like you again." Dark pushed a little harder, malice and pleasure mixed into one over all his features as his hands dived to the one thing he hated most about this boy. But, his voice still came out smooth and calm. "I, I looked into your eyes and saw a world that does not exist. I looked into your eyes and saw a world I wish I was in." Tears were streaming from Krad's eyes as he looked down at the man he once held so close to him. He winced as the man dug deeper in to him. "I'll never find someone quite as touched as you." He was cut off by a load scream erupting from Krad's body.

"DDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKK!"

He hit it, Krad's heart. He put his hand around it and squeezed it.

Hope you enjoyed it. Chapter two next week.

Nadri