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"I want to see Dark," Daisuke confessed as he and Satoshi were walking home from school.
The blue-eyed boy glanced to his friend, "You really think it's wise to do it here? If someone sees him and you together..."
"Then they see us together," the redhead finished for him, "I don't care, I want to see him."
"He still sounds like such a child," Satoshi thought.
"He is a child," Dark reminded him, "but that's not all he is."
The Hiwatari boy knew there was some truth to those words, but even if there weren't, even if all Daisuke was was a child, he still probably would have given in. There was something in those innocent eyes that found a weak spot in Satoshi's otherwise deadened heart. "Yeah, alright," he agreed and, with a quick look around, allowed the transformation to take him over.
Daisuke watched as Dark slowly appeared in front of him and time stopped. The messy head of royal purple hair, the enchanting amethyst eyes, and that same smirk that never faltered. Dark was, as he always had been, a picture of Daisuke's perfection. Not his smooth talk or his fluid movements, but his comforting and familiar presence that drew the Niwa in.
How long had it been since Daisuke could feel like this? Safe and as if nothing in the world could hurt him? He knew that it was ridiculous, that even now Dark couldn't protect him from some things, but the thought alone that he might be able to feel that way was exhilarating.
Satoshi's clothes hadn't been too small this time. Apparently, one of them had planned ahead and wore clothes that fit Dark; the sleeves and pant legs, while Satoshi was in control, had been rolled up. Daisuke watched every movement as if it were a miracle, though, it did seem to be. Dark was here in front of him. Dark. Here. In front of him. His mind was reeling, and even Krad's snide comments about school boys in love couldn't stir him from his bliss.
"So are you going to stare forever?" Silky words finally snapped Daisuke out of his daze.
Instead of feeling the usual blush of embarrassment rise, Daisuke only smiled up at his ex-angel, "Maybe."
"Gag me now," Krad sighed, "Come on, can't we do something fun?"
The younger boy barely even registered the words as he slowly walked the few steps in between Dark and himself. Tentatively, he traced the material of the silky shirt over Dark's heart, which was beating of its own accord now. Confirming that he was solid, Daisuke could do nothing but latch onto the older boy and bury his face in the same shirt.
Dark watched as his ex-tamer lost himself in the embrace and let a small, fond smile slip over his lips. In all their time together, through all of Daisuke's hardships, Dark had never once been able to comfort him with anything but words. Every time the boy he cherished needed someone there for him, Dark could do nothing but sit by and watch. Now, though, he was able and willing to be anything Daisuke needed him to be. If nothing else, he had come back just to see the one most precious to him smile again.
"You were gone," Daisuke muttered into the purple-haired boy's chest, "You were gone for a long time, I didn't think you were coming back."
"I wasn't supposed to," he admitted, "Neither of us were." By now, the four of them had realized the irony of the change they had all undergone, and so it seemed senseless to speak of it. Still, it was a problem that needed addressing. "Things can't stay like this, you know."
Daisuke shook his head and hugged Dark tighter, "I don't want to talk right now." And so they wouldn't talk because for once, Dark would actually listen to everything Daisuke said and, more importantly, everything he didn't say.
"We should get inside." Satoshi had been quiet up until that point, but now he offered a bit of wise advice. If someone saw Dark and Daisuke together, it would raise a lot of questions that none of them wanted to deal with.
Dark nodded and wrapped a reassuring arm around Daisuke, "Let's go home, I haven't seen anyone in forever."
The younger boy beamed, "Everyone will be really happy to have you back." A nod agreed with this, and the pair set off for home.
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"Damn it, the plan failed," Kei growled. He didn't know it for sure, but Krad had yet to return, and even the psycho would realize by now that something wasn't right. He didn't know if Dark had found a body yet or not, though chances were that he went straight to Daisuke. "That only leaves one thing to do." He grabbed his coat and headed for the door: He would be damned if Krad would waste away in the Black Wings and Dark would go free.
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"I'm really surprised everyone was alright with you staying here, Satoshi-kun," Daisuke said as the pair made their way to his bedroom.
"Well, it's not like they had much of a choice," the bluenette pointed out, "As long as I have Dark with me, they couldn't turn me away."
"I guess," the redhead agreed as he opened his door, remembering the previous night when he had walked through so cautiously just to find that it was Saehara breaking into- "Oh no."
The sudden alarm caused Satoshi to raise an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"
"Saehara-kun, he was here when Krad and I..."
"Aren't you and he best friends?" Satoshi wondered, not nearly as worried, "He wouldn't go run his mouth about something like that, would he?"
"We're friends, but he's also a reporter at heart." What he didn't want to admit was that Takeshi's father was the boy's role model, and he would do nearly anything to be golden in his eyes.
"Well, if he wanted to do something, he would have done it already, right?" Comforting Daisuke was a tad difficult, especially when Satoshi wasn't sure the boy was wrong. That, and he really sucked at comforting people.
"I guess..."
Satoshi sighed-- what would convince him? "Tell him that I said to stop worrying so much or he'll start getting gray hairs."
"Dark? Shouldn't you be resting?" Though, Satoshi was quite grateful for the advice.
"Just tell him, I can't rest while he's worried."
Satoshi tried to ignore what that could imply and looked to his friend, "Dark said to stop worry so much or you'll start getting gray hairs."
Daisuke blinked and allowed a small pout to line his lips, "Jerk."
Satoshi watched in slight amazement as the previously-worried boy now crawled into the top bunk and curled up in his blankets. The bespectacled boy shook his head and slid into the lower bunk, sitting up against the wall. He wasn't all that tired and he much preferred being awake. Something was putting him on edge, but he couldn't tell what.
The wind howled through the trees and the darkness seemed to creep further into the room. The air changed and suddenly it felt as if a menacing presence had awoken, which Satoshi assumed it had. The breathing above him was no longer than of a sated boy, but of an alert predator. Krad had emerged.
Every muscle in Satoshi's body was tense, and he now wished that Dark hadn't immediately taken his suggestion of resting. He knew that every one of Krad's senses were trained on him and he felt that just being tense was giving away too much. The air became thick and a slight creak of the bed from his weight shifting made him jump slightly. He knew Krad was loving this, but to be alone with the psycho was something that Satoshi couldn't help but be nervous by. He knew, for the most part, he wouldn't be harmed, but there was still the fact that he had only been face to face with Krad once and that situation was desperate and rushed.
The shadows on the floor shifted and suddenly the blonde was on the move. He slipped down and off the bed and landed lightly on the floor. If Satoshi had been asleep, he wouldn't have noticed a thing. The bluenette half expected his ex-angel to fly right out the window, but instead Krad turned to face him. Their eyes locked and Satoshi was frozen in place. It felt as if the gold of Krad's eyes were burning their way into his very soul and he wondered if Dark could feel the intensity as well.
"So we meet like this again," Krad spoke finally, not needing to walk any closer. Satoshi could see very well from his position the gleam of excitement in the other boy's eye. "Such a shame we were rushed last time."
Every word put the bluenette a bit more on edge, and he had a feeling Krad knew it. "What are you playing at, Krad? Why did you inhabit Daisuke's body? We both know that's not what you want."
"Not what I want?" the blonde repeated, chuckling, "Of course it isn't, but this was the next best option. Besides, this way I can keep an eye on you and Dark."
A frown tugged at Satoshi's lips, "Why do you need to keep an eye on either of us?"
"I don't trust Dark not to pull something. With Daisuke protecting me, I don't have to worry about that." Now, Krad did approach his ex-tamer, kneeling on the bed in front of him and leaning even closer until their noses were nearly touching, "You, on the other hand, are mine. I need to make sure I take care of my things, don't I?"
Satoshi tried to move, to pull away or even push him away, but his body kept itself rooted to the spot. Instead, he just shook his head feebly, "I'm not yours, get those thoughts out of your head."
"Oh?" Krad wondered, running a hand through the younger boy's hair, "If you're not mine, then whose are you, hm?" A nail grazed the porcelain cheek, "Who do you belong to?"
"I don't belong to anyone." His voice was just a whisper, but his eyes held a certain defiance that Krad had never encountered before.
"Everyone belongs to someone, don't think you're any different. Just as Daisuke will always belong to your new best friend," (said so scathingly), "you will always belong to me."
"If I ever belonged to anyone, Krad, it most certainly wouldn't be you."
The words seemed to flip a switch in the blonde and he regarded Satoshi with a slightly insane look, "You think you get a choice in the matter?" His hand cupped Satoshi's cheek and memories of their previous encounter flashed back through the boy's head. "You really think that I'd just let you go?"
"You never had me to let me go." Anyone else wouldn't mess with such an unstable boy like this, but Satoshi had grown up around psychotic men and insane angels. Just because Krad could do physical damage to him now didn't change matters. After all, he knew that his ex-angel wouldn't draw his blood; the invisible scars were always Krad's favorite to make bleed.
"Are you so sure that you want to deny me, Satoshi?"
For once since he'd been able to look at Krad, Satoshi's eyes iced over with the same cold disregard he gave to everyone else, "You can't threaten me, Krad."
"Can't I?" the blonde wondered, "I know what you hold dearest, and that just happens to be the one that I'm currently closest to."
A chink flew from Satoshi's armor and the wall he built up crumbled just the slightest, but he refused to give Krad the satisfaction of showing that, "You don't have any reason to go after Daisuke-kun, he's done nothing wrong."
"He's done enough, he's just as bad as Dark now. One has taken your body from me and the other your heart."
Satoshi's mind raced with the possibilities of how Krad knew anything about that. Had Kei said something to him, or was he really just that observant? Did he notice that every time Satoshi lost focus, his attention seemed to drift toward Daisuke? But even Satoshi himself wasn't all together sure why the redhead captivated him so, how could Krad be certain? Or was he right, did he really know Satoshi better than the detective knew himself?
"But I won't let you belong to them," Krad muttered, now uncomfortably close for having such a look in his eye. Before Satoshi could react, Krad closed the gap between them and forced his mouth over the younger boy's.
Satoshi tensed even more and began to struggle for an out, but Krad had him blocked. The blonde pinned his victim under him and forced his tongue through unwilling lips. Satoshi's muffled protests were swallowed by hungry kisses as Krad pressed closer to him and raked his nails through gray-blue tresses. He yanked Satoshi's head back and proceeded to place hot kisses down his neck, nipping at particularly sensitives areas of skin.
"Krad... Nn... get off." Satoshi produced another feeble attempt at pushing the blonde off, which was naturally in vain.
"You sure that's what you want?" Krad whispered against his pulse, running his tongue over the pale skin. A smirk spread over his mouth as Satoshi's head rolled back and to the side slightly. Krad took advantage of the situation and delved in for another taste of the sweet boy, ravaging his mouth and very noticeably sliding his hand up the nightshirt he had chosen to wear.
Satoshi squirmed away from the touch and protested again, "Yes... stop."
The blonde studied his ex-tamer for a minute before giving him another quick kiss and pulling back, "I'll stop," he agreed, "for now."
Satoshi watched, panting slightly, as Krad retreated back to his bed. Clearly he was satisfied with his night's work and by the relaxed breathing and calmed atmosphere, Satoshi could tell that Krad had relinquished control. The bluenette slumped down into his bed, suddenly very exhausted and ready for sleep.
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Outside the Niwa household, Kei stalked the perimeter. He glanced in through a few darkened windows until he found the one he was looking for. Sure enough, inside was his redheaded target, innocently sleeping away. There was someone else in the bottom bunk, but from his vantage point, he couldn't tell who. Not that it necessarily mattered-- he was only after Daisuke (or more specifically Dark), and anyone who got in his way would simply be removed.
Why is Kei kidnaping Daisuke in all of my fics? x-x, poor Daisuke. But yay, smutty KradSatoshi goodness for you all since you've been such good little readers and reviewers. Hope you enjoyed!
