First things first. DEAR GOSH PEOPLE!! I'm so tired! I had to take something like 16 exams! But now that my GCSE's are done I can continue with this story, I'm just sorry I couldn't do so before. I know it's been months but I'll write as well as possible to make up for it. I'm so sorry my beloved readers! You can shoot me or kill me in any way you want to. :D
Disclaimers: I do not own nor do I make any sort of profit from D.. It all belongs to Yukiru Sugisaki. (I've missed doing these XD)
Daisuke continued to run, tears streaming down his face. Whether or not they were from anger, sadness or shame, he didn't know. They just fell regardless, He wiped at them furiously in a weak attempt to make them stop. Entering the town at a run wasn't a very good idea, as he nearly crashed into an old lady, but he didn't care, he needed to get as far away from Dark as possible.
He narrowly missed a boy as he hissed frustratedly at the thought of that arrogant, dark haired fool. He dodged wildly around people as he sped through town. Angry shouts followed each step like blood hounds after a fox. And just like that fox, he quickened, feeling like the world was out to kill him.
"Damn, Damn, Damn." He cursed.
He'd done it again. Someone just had to get too close didn't they? And now look what they'd made him do. He'd freaked. He'd fuckin' freaked! On an innocent, not that he looks it, and well meaning victim.
He slowed to a walk as he left the maze of buildings behind him. His breath heavy and chest heaving with the effort he had used. Daisuke trudged through the suburbs, eyes dull and red and his mood at its all time low. He stopped as he approached a large building. Raising his depressed eyes, he looked over the crumbling old museum before him. Even at it's extremely old age it managed to exude a feeling of meaningfulness. Even though nobody visited it, it managed to look as if it was the centre of the world.
Daisuke frowned, eyes falling once again to the floor. This was just making him worse and it was just turning those melancholic feelings around his head, letting them grate almost painfully against his skull.
"Now what do I do?" he growled at the museum, almost expecting the answer to appear before him. He whisked around. Though he really didn't want to, he had to go back to school. He'd missed enough of it enough lately.
He stopped at a certain thought, eyes furrowed. Dark will be there wont he? He hesitated on his idea of returning, not wanting to see the violet haired teen so soon after such a scenario.
But he'd have to apologize sometime, so why not sooner than later?
"Damn..."
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(On the other side of town)
Dark sat back with a sigh, staying in the spot he'd landed. He ran a hand through his hair and looked to the sky.
"Man, what the hell was that?" he asked to no-one in particular. He didn't care if he looked like a loony talking to himself to passers by. He smirked at the idea, but it soon peeled itself from his face as he went serious again.
Maybe he has a personal space issue. Commander creepy was kinda like that too now that I think about it, but that was just because he had a trauma of sorts...
Dark paused in mid-thought. "A trauma..."
Silence ensued for a few moments whilst the plum haired dark. He suddenly growled and gripped his head in frustration.
"Aw man! I'm such an idiot!" he twisted himself to his feet and lunged to grab his bag. "I didn't even think." He paced the sidewalk for a minute or so whilst muttering to himself, startling a lady who walked by. She shuffled by, keeping her distance. Shrugging her off, he trotted back in the general direction of the school grounds.
-- (normal-ish P.O.V)
A sudden feeling struck Daisuke as he spotted a shadow through the glass of the classroom door. Dread. He knew who it was thanks to the excited squeals of the class's population of girls. And the fact that there was only one other missing member of the class.
No one had asked or said a word to the red head as he entered the class. No one mentioned the messy state he was in. No one mentioned the disagreeable look on his face. They stared though and he could feel the entire class' eyes on him as he stumbled to his seat at the back. He noticed that Dark wasn't there and he felt a little guilty. Maybe he had gone home because of what Daisuke had done to him.
No.
It didn't seem likely for someone like him to act so...wimpy. Daisuke smirked slightly, it being a barely noticeable twitch of the lip corners. It fell off his face as fast as the girls' volume increased and the door opened, revealing a slightly ruffled Dark. The late boy flashed a charming grin to Mrs Towa, totally disarming that vicious glare. If the way her face flared up a bright pink didn't make it obvious, the twirl and girlish giggle she did definitely did. . Daisuke muttered mentally.
Mrs Towa continued to jabber girlish nonsense and Dark meandered off towards the desk beside Daisuke, making the said boy twitch nervously. Dark caught this and sighed heavily as he slipped into his seat silently. Once seated, he leant over ad grabbed a few text books from his bag. Surprisingly, they were the right ones, Daisuke noted, peering from the corner of his eye. He was really surprised that the tall figure next to him hadn't said anything yet. The idiot wouldn't shut up yesterday. He continued to watch dark, not even bothering to think that he knew he was being observed.
The rest of the mornings lessons carried on in this awkward manner. Dark being watched stealthily (every time he turned to catch the redhead out, Daisuke was facing the front casually) and Daisuke waiting silently for dark to say something, anything.
As the first lesson break came, Daisuke vanished. Just like yesterday. Dark had tried to follow him but he lost the short boy in those annoying bustling crowds. He decided he would try again at lunch while he fought off the heavy current of students pushing his way.
Dark seemed to be doing a tad better in his lessons. He never got any work done of course. He didn't look the type to do work any way. But he managed to write down some legible sentences in shaky katakana. Daisuke almost smiled when he saw it but had to refrain.
As he continued to watch dark, he noticed one thing. Dark was very handsome. He could understand why the girls were so addicted to this type of guy.
Even though he was bent over his (very little amount of) work, his figure still seemed to be elegant, and his choice of clothing accentuated his gentle but definitely male build. His hand movements just as smooth as water over a rock, even if his writing was a little messy. The face that had been grinning and smirking all day yesterday was now masked with an expression akin to a sort of amused concentration. Those deep, deep violet eyes flickered each second to focus on what he was writing and the fine eyebrows were knitted gently, enhancing the look of concentration. His hair, as dark as his eyes, fell around his face like it most likely intended to, perfectly.
During this close detail inspection of Daisuke's, Dark had stopped writing, a small smirk playing on his lips once again. Daisuke had failed to notice this and continued to gaze at the student next to him.
"Something you find interesting?" he asked quietly, grinning. Just loud enough for the boy to hear, making him jump back in surprised embarrassment.
"N-No." he stammered in response turning away with red cheeks. The wobbly finality in his voice clearly stated that the conversation was over.
"Hn." Dark chuckled lightly and continued with his work, glancing back at Daisuke every now and then.
CLANGG CLANGGG
A huge ripple of noise ran through the classroom as the lunch bell rang. Minutes later and all through the school, clattering of tables and screeching of chairs could be heard. Along with the thunder of feet, like a war charge. All were headed in one direction. The cafeteria. Only a few of the students decided to avoid the hustle and bustle of the halls, and remained I the classrooms with their own lunch they had brought to school with them. They relaxed after their difficult lessons and chatted quietly to one another.
Daisuke dodged past one student and then swerved past another I a faction of a second, hurrying to his favourite spot. The same place he went all the time. Only he knew how to get there so he knew no annoying students would be there when he arrived.
"Daisuke!" a voice called out from somewhere behind him. Daisuke flinched, knowing who it was and glanced back. His vision confirmed that the very teen he had been staring at in general studies was following him. He did not however, notice a teen in front of him who had stopped to talk to a friend of theirs. Needless to say, the rather short boy collided rather harshly with him and fell roughly, landing on his still sore and unaided arm. A sharp hiss escaped the back of his throat and he clamped a hand to his arm, cradling it. the boy he had collided with merely gave him an impassive look before walking off, still talking.
Daisuke just sat there in silence, arm holding his throbbing wound.
As he was about to rise from the ground, a hand appeared in front of his face. His eyes followed the arm up to its owner. "Com'on, don't just sit there. You'll end up being trampled."
Dark.
Daisuke didn't move for a few seconds, just looking at Dark intently. After a minute or so of silence from both of them, Daisuke raised his good arm and griped darks offered palm. He was on his feet in one quick surge.
"whoa." He muttered, teetering slightly from the quick motion. He looked up once again to those fine features. "Thanks, I guess."
Dark smiled cheerily, flashing pearly white teeth.
"No problem Dai-Chan!"
"WHAT?!" he glared. Dark smiled and remained silent. Well pretty silent, except for the few soft laughs that he couldn't suppress.
Who the hell does he think he is? No one calls me 'Dai-Chan'! He fumed, a little growl made its way to the new students ears.
"So, where do you disappear to all breaks?" Dark asked curiously.
Daisuke, remembering what he was doing previously, span on his heel and walked off silently. Dark followed.
I don't care. Maybe if I ignore him long enough, he'll leave me alone. But he knew he was wrong and for some reason it didn't bother him as much as he thought it would.
He could hear the two sets of footsteps echo through the now empty hallway that they were in. he slowed slightly, waiting for dark to catch up, finally deciding that he didn't care what the dark haired one did. Together, almost looking like two casual friends, they stopped at a door. To any other student in school, it would just look like a ratty old janitors closet, but clearly to Daisuke it was something else. Dark whistled.
"A secret door?" he inquired, eyeing a metal plate beside the door, painted with the same white that decorated the whole school. A nod and a soft yes, confirmed his suspicions as well as Daisuke flipping up the said plate. Under this panel was an array of buttons and numbers and dark grinned. "Do you know the code?"
"No."
Darks grin grew wider.
"So your going to hack it?" hearing the excitement in his voice, Daisuke peered over his shoulder.
"Yeah... You know how to hack one of these?" he asked back. Dark looked at the encrypted machine and shook his head.
"Never seen one of these types before, this must be the newer model of the 'ZIG II' if am correct. Daisuke stared. Not only was he surprised that Dark knew what this was, but he also knew how to hack these. They were extremely difficult to decode for any pro so the fact that a student of…however old this guy was, was pretty astounding.
He shook of the awe and turned back to the lock. Within then seconds it was opened and he grasped the chilly metal handle of the door. It creaked gently under the weight of his hand. He looked back at Dark.
"Hurry, we don't need to be seen." And he wrenched the door open, it giving a tremendous creak as it was pried from its frame. They slipped through the door and it closed as quickly as it had opened.
Behind the disguised door was a small hallway. It wasn't small as in you had to stoop, but two people couldn't walk side by side. It was very narrow. A few dim lights grew from the wall every few meters. They bathed the pair in a dull orange glare, which flickered every now and again, thanks to a faulty bulb halfway down the passage.
"Whoa, what is this?" Dark asked quietly. His clothes brushed of the side if the wall with a gentle sound as he stepped around a dusty old box. As his foot touched the ground again, he got his response.
"It's an off limits corridor." Dark sighed.
"I know that, but where does it lead Dai-Chan?"
Daisuke hissed again but replied anyway, shaking his head.
"It leads to the roof."
"The roof? Wow. Any other kids know of this?"
"No. they can't get past the system so they give up. Only I, and now you, know."
"Ah, I see. What about in the winter? The cold weather will head in soon. Do you still come here when it snows?" he asked, the thought of sitting in snow was making him shiver with psychological cold. A soft laugh was heard.
"No, but there is a room at the end of this corridor which must have been used for storage, which is pretty warm." Dark couldn't see the small smile on Daisuke's face. But he could tell that he was enjoying their odd conversation.
"So, it's basically like you secret hideout?" A resounding clanking sound rang around them as they ascended a flight of steel steps. They wound up and around to a door about a story or two up. The few windows that they now passed, where painted over with a white paint, so that people couldn't see in, but it still let a small amount of light in, allowing just enough vision to see where they were stepping.
A blinding light flashed as Daisuke pushed down the safety bar on the door and forced it open and they stepped out.
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Well folks, that's it for this chapter :D don't worry, it wont be as long as it has been for the next update because I already have the next chappie all planned out *YAY*
I'm really trying to makes these longer than I have previously. I know it started off a little wobbly but that was cuz I hadn't typed anything for a looooonngggg time. :(
Anyways, yay they're starting to get along! ^^ and maybe in the next chapter they'll get a little closer …XD
Anyhow, comments and reviews are greatly appreciated as well as constructive criticism!! And I'll see y'all soon, byeee XX
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