Title - Sex Games
Part - 8/???
Author -
Feilan87
Warning -
Boyxboy
Genre -
Romance
Pairing -
Main Dark/Daisuke, little Krad/Daisuke/Satoshi (starts in next chapter)
Rating -
M for mature
Disclaimer -
Don't own, don't sue.



A/N - I had planned to write to the part where Daisuke will meet Satoshi, but I've moved and lived without internet for weeks, not to mention some other troubles. I've been stalked, its really creepy...someone from my Gymnasium found out I could draw and now they won't leave me alone. I almost had my sketch-book stolen. Damn, people are crazy.

Someone asked me in a review why I named this story "Sex Games" And actually, it has something to do with next chapter. I agree, this isn't only about sex, but more about love and trust between Dark and Daisuke, but its a title...and the title reflects something that's going to happen on the trip, something I planned from the start.

Oh, and if you're wondering why I have so many typos...I think you should consider the fact that I'm Danish, not English nor American. I don't HAVE to learn english, I chose to, beside that... my english teacher was so hopeless that I didn't learn anything, that's why I started writing fanfics to improve my english skills.

And then there's my time problem. The only times when I'm able to write is at night, when I'm supposed to sleep. And come on...would any of you be able to think clear enough to write perfect english after 9 hours of school everyday, homework not included and do it around 3am? It's a miracle I was able to stay awake in school with 3 hours of sleep.

And now there's one last thing I wanted to say...

...THERE'S A BOY IN MY NEW CLASS AND HE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE DAISUKE!!! I seriously-I couldn't believe my eyes...I thought I was gonna faint, the resemblance is incredible. Yay! I've seen a real life version of Daisuke. He's so cute...and amazingly hot...but he's filthy rich!


I want to thank all of these wonderful readers for having used a few minutes of their lives to write a review for me I bow to your greatness! If think I'm in love all over again...

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Sex Games

By: FeIlan87

Chapter eight

If Dark were Gay

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Previously on Sex Games...

Daisuke look up to see Emiko with a candlelight in her hand. Neither of them wanted to explain why they were currently lying on the floor looking exquisitely ravished with tousled hair and dirty clothes.

"Ehehe..hey Mom...nice shoes."

"There has been a power-cut, the phone is dead too-?" Emiko's eyes narrowed suspiciously at seing their bright blushes. "Mind telling me what the hell you're doing on the floor in a broom cupboard? You look like you've been busy sucking off each others faces."

The continuation...

X---DarK/Dai-ChaN---X

"It's not what it looks like..."

"Well, I think its exactly what it looks like. So, how long has this been going on? Have you done 'it' yet?" Emiko's excitement only served to heighten the awkwardness of the situation. Daisuke made a coughing sound, cheeks flushed pink, while Dark looked aghast.

"There's nothing going on! Stop predicting all sorts of things that aint going to happen!" Dark was furious, yet felt a little guilty for denying what he'd been doing for the last ten minutes.

While any other parent would have screamed and yelled and abandoned their child for being gay, Emiko would always do the exact opposite, which wasn't always a positive thing. Dark saw her more like obsessed coz right now Emiko very much resembled a psychotic twisted fan-girl, a fan-girl who couldn't wait for answers but hurriedly pulled out something from her pocket.

"Dark...?" His attention was immediately redirected from his mother.

In the weak light of the lone candle, Dark could outline the smaller boy, lying so vulnerably under him, legs spread wide, face flushed and lips moist and kiss-swollen, from the continuous assaults Dark had put him through.

The small redhead only faintly noticed the weak light at the door as he clung to the other, eyes dilated and glazed in his haze of heat. Dark was lost in the sight of his chibi and momentarily forgot the 'intruder'. A big mistake.

"Say Cheese!"

"What the hell-?!"

CLICK!

Dark's eyes widened in horror when the flash came. The dazzle of light and the familiar sound of the digital camera was all he could make out in the dim room as he tried to move out of this rather compromising position with Daisuke, though the mauve-haired teen found himself forced back down by the slender arms of Daisuke, that had so leisurely wrapped themselves around him to keep him as a shield from the camera.

CLICK!

Obvious anger seethed from the well-known amethysts as he pulled a silent but flushed Daisuke up from the floor a little to harshly making the smaller collide with his chest in a not so innocent way, he would have to worry about explaining himself to Daisuke later (If any explaining could ever excuse his behavior.) He ignored the slightly frightened look Daisuke sent him, when for the third time...

CLICK!

"Mom, it's not what you think...just, just calm down, no more pictures okay?" Dark tried to reason, then the next moment not very elegantly lunged at the camera, yet catching nothing but air when Emiko held it out of his reach, with mischievous smile plastered to her lips.

"I'll give it to you, depending on how good you are at lying." Emiko said as Dark paled. The still throbbing hard-on decided to make its presence known, when he threw a quick glance at object of his innermost desires. He thanked the great lord above for the missing light so he wouldn't have to explain the painful hard-on he'd received. 'It was only a kiss, right? Why am I feeling like I'm betraying Daisuke? I don't feel anything for him. I can't like him, I must not like him!' "So what is it this time? Did you 'stumble' over Daisuke and 'accidentally' kiss?"

"Mother seriously, get your head out of gutter, it's nothing like that!" Dark said, diverting his eyes from those of his mother's.

"You know what's giving you away?" Emiko mused. She enjoyed every minute of teasing her teenage boy, and she knew fully well that he couldn't escape the truth any longer. "You're a good actor and everything, but you can never look me in the eye when you lie."

Dark remained silent, knowing that no explanation would work. The pictures spoke for themselves.

"Erh...Emiko-chan..." A voice spoke, barely audible to Dark nor Emiko. Daisuke brushed some dirt off his new black button-up shirt shyly, but didn't bother to brush away the tousled crimson bangs hiding his cerise eyes, he couldn't look at Dark. "It was me, I...the light went out and I couldn't find the door...it was an accident," Dark sighed in relief as he saw his Emiko's face fall into the inevitable mask of disappointment. He knew for a fact that Emiko would never suspect Daisuke to be able to lie to anyone, but he couldn't really say he wasn't surprised himself by the boy's gift for bending the truth. Daisuke sighed as he continued. "...but truly, I harbor no feeling for Dark-san, but those of friendship."

Widened amethyst eyes flared.

He felt a sudden twinge in his chest, his heart clenching painfully as the words sunk in, leaving his mind at chaos. Feeling like he'd forgotten how to breath, he leaned at the wall for support, cold and deprived of something important, but he couldn't tell what. Daisuke refused to look at him, and it hurt just the more, as Emiko seemed to believe the redhead.

But that's what he wanted right? So why did it hurt? Why couldn't he just admit this to himself. He didn't have a problem with gay guys, he just didn't want to be considered one himself.

"So, you didn't...?"

"No, Emiko-chan. It was all a mistake due to my clumsiness." He turned towards Dark, his expression stone-like as he analyzing Dark's unreadable one. He could see no pain showing on the outside. "I'm sorry Dark, its my fault...I'm sorry for what happened." Daisuke tried his best to keep his voice under control. "I'm tired and its late, I'm going to bed Goodnight Emiko-chan and... Dark-san." He excused himself as he grabbed the extra candle offered by Emiko, not daring to look back at Dark as he began to climb the stairs.

"DAISUKE!! Wait!" Dark heard himself call, reaching out in the empty darkness finally loosing himself.

Emiko sighed, as the retreating form of Daisuke disappeared at the top of the stairs, ignoring Dark's call. When he was about the run after him, Emiko held him back, shaking her head at him in a defeated manner. "You know what, Dark?"

Dark found that he couldn't move, body paralyzed, face hidden behind long purple bangs and he could only listen to what was to come.

"You're a fool." She said stated simply as she reached out to hang the camera around his neck and lightened another candle for Dark which he took reluctantly. "I'm sorry to be the one to tell you, you probably already know this. Coz if you don't then you are truly hopeless. I really thought Daisuke meant more to you than that."

His eyes burned as if he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry.

He wouldn't.

"H-he does mean a lot to me...I just don't...I'm s-so confused...but in the end it doesn't matter since he obviously don't see me as anything but a f-friend...why does it hurt like this...it isn't supposed to..." his voice broke off when another wave of pain and anguish washed over him. Emiko seemed to soften as she reached out for her only son to give him a loose comforting hug which he accepted without the usual protests and rebellious behavior that came with being a teen. Yet again, he wasn't his usual self anymore. He'd changed drastically since the ruby-eyed boy had literally fallen into his life, at the beach, a little over three weeks ago.

Emiko drew small circles on his back with the palm of her hand, crooning softly in a calming manner. As he seemed to calm a bit, thoughts still in distress, he heard her say those five words he wouldn't have expected to hear. "You are wrong about him..."

Amethyst eyes widened. "W-what do you mean...you heard him... what he..."

"You heard what you wanted to hear. Deep down you know you deserve being rejected for acting like that, don't you? How would you have felt in his position? But if you had known him a little better you might have seen through it."

Sighing again as Dark's brow raised in confusion, she continued.

"Look...It's obvious that he cares a lot about you, care that border the line of friendship I would say. You have to be patient with him, Daisuke is more complex than one of your stupid fan girls at school, you have to earn his trust. He likes you, don't throw it away."

With that said she left too, with Dark following behind, heart aching, thoughts swirling and exhaustion taking its toll on his already slackened body and deep inside he knew. He knew that he'd messed up and there was no one to blame but himself. He had to talk to Daisuke.

X---Dai-ChaN---X

Daisuke threw himself onto the cool silken covers, heart racing out of control. His body was still burning from where Dark's hands had touched his skin. His lips tingled as an evil reminder of the heated kisses he would never get to feel again. He felt like beating himself up for being so stupid. How could he ever expect Dark to actually understand what his little accidents did to him?

He felt so split up, between these new feelings and sensations. By far most of his physical encounters with other people had only involved pain, torture and had only only caused him self-destruction and was therefore not something good in his book. Then why did it feel so much different when Dark touched him? He knew for a fact that Dark meant no harm with it, like most others did, but that just frightened him the more. It hadn't felt bad, he'd actually quite liked the gentle feel of Dark's hands nuzzling his hair in that way only Dark would do, while he would comment on how he liked his hair and that it made him look like a girl, which always brought out a angry protest from the defensive redhead.

It had been possible to put up with these touches, snuggles and nuzzles since he had just brushed it off and thought of it as nothing but friendly gestures from a close friend, Though he wasn't sure if they were directed at him, or someone else.

Daisuke hadn't let it slip his observations that Dark had ignored countless invitations for various parties, plus he'd started sending people who came to visit him away for no reason at all. Daisuke had come to be around Dark constantly, but he was sure it was nothing but pity from Dark's side. Dark thought he'd be lonely by himself, which was probably true, and that's why Dark kept him company, but that didn't mean that Daisuke was gonna admit that in a million years. He'd been alone most of his life, why shouldn't he be able to now?

'Because you like the attention.' The voice of his doubt retorted. 'You've become addicted to that boyfriend of yours, but who's to say he won't grow tired of you? Maybe he already is, hmm?'

"Shut up!" he cried out muffling a sob in the pillow, while clenching desperately at the edges. "I don't want it! I-I don't! He doesn't want me that way so why should I want him? It's not like he means anything to me."

'One word for you, Deniiiaalll!,' The voice taunted him. 'He means everything to you, the last lifeline you have, the only one who's kept you sane for the past few weeks is Dark, why deny the truth?'

"I..I don't."

'Being kissed so passionately, that you just couldn't help yourself, eh? You just had to kiss him back. And to think that he doesn't even know, that he stole your first 'real' kiss.' The voice ranted on. 'It's sad though.'

"What..?"

'How does it feel to know that he used you? I mean come on, no one in his right mind would want you like 'that', he was probably too far off, dreaming about his precious Riku to tell the difference between the two of you. You just happened to be a tool to make his fantasy a little more real.'

"No..he-" His voice broke into a sob, unable to control the flow of emotion. Dark wouldn't do that, how could he even think that Dark would do that to him. It wasn't his fault, Emiko had told him about Dark's situation and had warned him of what could happen. He had been the one acting carelessly. He had let it happen. He hadn't exactly done anything to push Dark away.

'Remember how he used to talk about Riku-san all the time? You know he has a crush on the Harada twin, your enemy AND your ex-friend too.'

"If she makes him happy, then I don't mind." That's what he kept telling himself. Dark deserved better, and even if Dark liked him at some point, he just would never be good enough. He knew his friend would never allow anyone to think that he was gay. It was Dark like that and Daisuke, he had accepted that if he wanted to keep his friendship with Dark, he could only stand and watch, he would never be the one in action.

'You have a crush on the pervert, don't you?'

Daisuke flinched at the words, only audible in his deepest mind chambers as he heard the chuckling voice, the voice that resembled his lack of confidence and his selflessness. Maybe he truly was starting to lose his mind. Why else would he be talking to himself?

His reverie was brought to an end by the hesitant knocks on his door.

"Who is it?"

There was a moment of silence, making the smaller redhead think that maybe it had been Emiko who'd come to check if he was asleep, and just gone by. But unfortunately, things never seemed to be just that simple.

"Dai-chan...?"

Oh no.

"Please Dai, can I come in?"

---DarK---

A part of him was itching to just go against all sense and go straight to Daisuke to beg for forgiveness. The other part told him that he might just end up groping Daisuke instead. After a couple of minutes debating with himself, he'd run out of excuses and found himself staring at the white door separating Dark from his angel, with a look of deep concentration.

Dark had not been sure if this was even a good idea, since Daisuke was most likely still mad at him and that made him hesitate to knock on the door.

"Dai-chan...?" Dark tried, murmuring the boy's name adoringly, while praying that soon, his Daisuke would be back in his arms and this strange feeling of coldness and despair would disappear. "Please Dai, can I come in?"

He thought he heard a voice before, but he couldn't define what it said. Was Daisuke on the phone? And if so, then who was he talking to? Krad maybe?

Scarcely had he thought it through before he let out an audible growl of possession, blood boiling in his veins. Why hadn't he realized before? Of course Krad would try everything to keep in contact with his Daisuke! Yes, he considered Daisuke his, and that nasty possessiveness he felt for the smaller boy had only gotten worse after having lost control in the basement. He wouldn't just stand by, as Krad tried to steal Daisuke from him. He wouldn't allow it!

"I'm coming Dai-chan! Whether you like it or not!" Dark thought as he pounced upon the unlocked door, causing him to loose balance when it opened without as much a tad bit of resistance.

X---DaisukE---X

"Ouch!"

Sitting on the bed and facing the window, away from the door, he tried to keep his rabid heartbeat down. He had heard a bump and a crash, followed by a groan of pain as Dark stumbled into the guest-room, unceremoniously and by the sound of it, he had hit the sandstone table, by the mini-sofa.

"Dai-chan.." Daisuke was shocked to hear the relief in Dark's voice.

He could feel his eyes starting to burn at the gentleness of Dark's voice, speaking his name with adoration. He felt like just crying in frustration. 'He's just been screwing with your head, stop being such a wimp.' The voice lectured him.

As a answer to his silence, the mattress sunk lightly, alerting the stiffened redhead of the fact that Dark was now half a meter from him at maximum. Maybe even closer. He screwed his eyes shut, trying too hard to remain unaffected fearing that in any second his facade would crumble apart.

The silence was becoming unbearable, neither knowing where to start or what to say or how to face each other. Finally gathering the courage to move again, Dark reached out, lightly touching the other's hand, which seemed to elicit a tingling sensation from the tips of his fingers. It took Daisuke a second or two to register the fingers, lightly brushing his hand, but he the fear of Dark knowing just how badly he was trembling right now made him pull away, ignoring the pained glance, sent his way.

"It's late. Is something wrong?" Daisuke managed to ask surprising himself with the inexplainable cold tinge in his voice. Dark unfazed by the coldness inched closer till he sat next to Daisuke, watching him intensely, and frowning when Daisuke looked away, eyes hidden behind beautiful strands of crimson.

"I-I heard voices and thought that...Okay forget what i just said. Daisuke, we gotta talk." Dark said, eyes searching for any hint of emotion, in the boy. He felt a sting of internal pain when he found no particular signs of Daisuke listening, or even attempting to look at him. "Please, can't you at least look at me? Do you really hate me that much?"

That seemed to bring back Daisuke from his trance-like state of mind, as he suddenly looked up at him, eyes glinting with unshed tears. Dark gasped, instantly forgetting his own heartache to give all his attention to the smaller. "Daisuke, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm okay." Daisuke said with a thin voice. Dark could sense a flare of anger pressing on. How could Daisuke just act like nothing happened and everything was oh-so-perfect when it wasn't. Why did he have to be so damn stubborn and hide his feelings. Hell, he didn't even know if Daisuke was really angry with him.

"You're not okay, stop trying to hide your feelings, if you're sad, then be fucking sad. Everyone are once in a while. If you're mad, then just yell at me if it helps, but please, just don't lie to me. Anyone can tell that you're not okay." Dark felt slightly annoyed then guilty afterwards for letting his temper get the better of him. "I'm so sorry! I came to apologize, not yell at you. I...it just happened...I know it's no excuse...I'm sorry if I hurt you."

"It alright, I'm as confused as you are, but...I'm not angry." Daisuke's lips curved into a small smile. "Bet you'll be in trouble with your mother tomorrow, she's like a hawk."

"Aww, do you have to remind me? Knowing her, she's planning something so you better be careful. Can you believe I've lived with that all my life?" Dark chuckled bemusedly watching the smaller one laughing softly.

"She already tried."

"What did she say?"

"That you suffer from some mental disorder called satyriasis, I think its a hyper-sexuality in men."

Dark huffed, crossing his arms to show his discomfort. "Sounds like her. Don't ever listen to anything my mom says. Fifty percent of what goes around in her mind is most likely to be another evil plot against me! And as for the other fifty percent, it's all yaoi!"

Glad that Daisuke wasn't uncomfortable around him anymore Dark happily chatted on, with Daisuke lying comfortably next him giggling. Him and Daiuske just talking like nothing happened. He felt kind of relieved to know that they seemed to have this silent agreement about just being themselves. Daisuke had been one of the few person's who seemed trustworthy and loyal and that's why Dark had no problem with telling Daisuke about his up's and down's.

"...and on my seven-year birthday she got this crazy idea of me in a dress! It was so humiliating."

Daisuke tried to stifle a laugh with his pillow. "Hey, you promised you wouldn't laugh! She ruined my childhood it's not funny!" Dark interjected sourly.

"I'm sorry, it's just...you in a dress?"

"I know, traumatizing don't you think?"

"Maybe a little...but still you're lucky to have such a nice mother."

"She's only nice when you're around." Dark said silently as he threw a quick glance out the window.

The sky was grey with heavy clouds and he could sense the bright lightnings in the distance coming closer. He was amazed by the rippling sounds of the thunder. Strangely, he thought the bright light was sort of, beautiful.

"Dai-chan?"

"Yeah?" Daisuke fidgeted nervously under Dark's unwavering gaze.

"I was just wondering, I know it's late but...Can I stay here with you a little longer?"

"W-what??" Daisuke could feel his body tense as the blood rushed to cheeks. "Why??"

"Because of that." Dark said pointing at the window where bright strikes of light ripped at the soft velvet sky. Daisuke paled as the loud crackling of thunder and lightning tore at the heavens. "The view from my room isn't as good as this one's. There's this giant cherry three outside my window and it blocks the view completely. I always love to watch the thunder, it's actually really beautiful, don't you think?"

"Y-yea, sure...v-very b-beautiful..." Daisuke stammered. Dark smiled gratefully. He forced himself to look away from the window. How was he supposed to tell Dark that he didn't want to watch the lightning because it made his insides twist in fear? And what would Dark think of him if he knew. Would he consider Daisuke childish?

"Oh! Do you have some candles? It's too dark in here. I don't really wish to stumble over something again, I already got this enormous bruise from before." Dark said with a loop-sided smile, massaging his sore bottom.

Daisuke chuckled nervously, pushing his fear of being left alone even if only for a few minutes away. "No, I don't..."

"I think have some in my room, I'll be right back." Dark made to get up from the comfortable spot next to Daisuke, failing to see the others eyes quiver as the room was lit up, by a bright light.

"D-dark..wait! P-please don't go!"

"Dai-chan?" Dark looked down at the trembling boy who'd latched onto his arm. He could feel something wasn't right and chose to sit back down. Was it just him or had Daisuke moved closer? He could feel the leg against his, but what worried him was that Daisuke was shaking. He slid further in of the bouncy mattress and without asking pulled the redhead into his lap and hugged him tightly. Daisuke's eyes had gone wide in shock, but he couldn't move away from the comfortable warmth of Dark's body.

"W-why?" Daisuke felt something different in Dark's voice, a small change. His voice actually for once seemed to match his name. It was dark.

Dark chuckled as he curled a lock of soft crimson hair around his finger, playfully, and successfully drew a surprised squeak from the blushing Daisuke. "You looked like you were cold. We can't have you getting sick on the trip tomorrow. I guess it could work without light." Dark murmured as he breathed against Daisuke's neck, nostrils intoxicated with the sweet scent of Daisuke.

"Iie, I'm fine." Daisuke protested, squirming in his captors arms. He didn't know how much longer he could withstand this, the tenseness, the secrets and these feelings, that seemed to weaken his sense judgement in a deep haze.

"Dai-chan...you can tell me. What's wrong?" Dark whispered, a little too close to the sensitive spot near his neck. Daisuke shivered feverishly, his body felt too hot, he felt his muscles go limp in Dark's arms, just like earlier. He remembered this feeling, but why did he have to feel so weak? Like he had no control over his body.

Dark was unaware of his hand that so shamelessly travelled down Daisuke's pajama clad form, groping at soft flesh on his hip, while the other moved up, holding the other's body pressed against his, protectively. Daisuke's entire body froze, gaze wandering to the intruding hand, that had begun kneading and massaging his thigh, gently as he tried to keep his breath under control.

His mind screamed in protest, telling him to break out of his daze, but his muscles refused to obey his commands. It was almost as if he enjoyed these harmless ministrations, but he wasn't quite sure if this was normal among friends, it felt more like a lover's caress.

Dark had buried his head in the comfy puncture between shoulder and neck, loving the texture of that delicate skin. How could anyone have skin like this? He had to hold back from just sucking on it, it was so tempting, especially after having tasted that sweet mouth, he'd begun to wonder if the rest would taste just as sweet. God, if this was kept up much longer he would just end up ravishing the boy with his mouth again. In silent frustration Dark settled with nuzzling the delicate skin with his nose.

"D-dark...Ah" Daisuke half moaned as Dark's breath brushed at his oversensitive neck. His eyes widened considerably as he heard a strange noise escape his mouth. Was that him making that sound? It didn't sound like him at all, that voice had been deeper and huskier. He couldn't believe that he'd actually made that weird sound. This was so embarrassing, what if Dark heard? To put it differently, there was no way that Dark could not, have heard him. He blushed.

"Feeling better? You don't seem so cold anymore." Dark watched in awe as his Daisuke had leant into the touches, yet looking like that was the last thing he wanted to do as he wriggled helplessly under the hands wandering across his chest and groping at his inner thigh.

"There's nothing wrong.." The redhead gasped when the hand on his thigh have moved upwards and was currently more than a little too close his crotch. Daisuke broke free from the loose hold and collapsed onto mattress away from Dark's arms. His heart in his throat, body still tingling with the aftereffects of Dark's caresses. Dark wore a hurt expression as he lay down next to the boy, listening to his labored breath as if he had run a marathon.

Dark silently cursed himself for once again acting careless, he might even be the reason of Daisuke's discomfort at this moment.

"Daisuke...are you by any chance...afraid of the thunder?" He wondered aloud, searching for any sign of emotion. "Do you...do you want me to stay with you?"

Daisuke nodded hesitantly. Then added. "I-if you don't m-mind..."

Dark smiled adoringly. "Not at all." He sat up, and started unbuttoning his shirt with almost sensual flicks of his slender fingers, while Daisuke was too busy crumbling into his hiding on his duvet to note as Dark slid into the other side of the bed. He loved to see Daisuke freak out and would do anything to make him flustered and blush like a school girl.

The bed was more than big enough for them both, yet that seemed to be the problem, for Dark at least. He wouldn't mind cuddling with Daisuke in a small one-man bed. "Daisuke, relax, I'm here."

Daisuke, for the moment was oblivious as Dark's hand slid under is duvet at his side of the bed, searching for his. Instead said hand found some other rather intriguing body parts. A small squeak and a whack over his hand let him know that he'd aimed much too low. "Dark! Stop teasing me!" Daisuke snapped, having momentarily forgotten all about the thunder for a moment.

"Look, I'm sorry! I thought it was your hand!"

Daisuke glared for a second or two longer, before looking away.

"Please..."

"Please what...?"

"Let me hold your hand?"

"No, Dark."

"I promise I won't try anything."

"No!

"Pretty please?"

"What part of 'No' don't you get?"

Dark pouted and settled with watching the ceiling, that was until another flash filled the room and something had latched roughly onto his arm. It was Daisuke.

"Okay, I guess it won't hurt." He mumbled as he felt Dark's fingers entwine with his. Daisuke felt oddly at ease at the connection between them, it was heartening, simple, sweet and it gave him the strength to push away his fears and relax, something he hadn't been able to do for a long time. Dark clenched the small hand in his reassuringly before a light sleep overcame them both.

Daisuke awoke late at night and found that he wasn't cold, in fact he was very warm, surprisingly enough seeing as his duvet had mysteriously disappeared, or maybe it had been stolen. He opened his eyes only to find he was pressed to Dark's chest. Daisuke blushed furiously he looked up and saw that Dark had his face buried in his hair. He gazed back at Dark's chest and couldn't help but stare in awe. Dark was naked. No wait, he wore a set of bluish-purple boxers, but that was still too little in Daisuke's opinion.

He felt Dark stir; he quickly closed his eyes feigning sleep. He wanted to see what Dark would do.

Dark woke from some sudden movement and found himself clutching Daisuke tightly to his chest, with his face buried into his hair. He pulled his face away and looked at Daisuke, he was sleeping peacefully and looked content. Dark couldn't help but feel comfortable. Daisuke snuggled closer bringing a faint blush to his cheeks. He slowly closed his eyes and buried his face back in Daisuke's silky hair. "I'm afraid i'm starting to like you more than I should." Dark whispered huskily to what he believed was an unconscious Daisuke as he nuzzled into the fiery red locks of untamed hair and let sleep take him again.

---DaisukE---

The morning came rolling in and Daisuke found that he was once again left to himself. The spot next to him, where Dark should have laid to greet him with a teasing smirk was surprisingly enough still warm. Daisuke knew that this was very unusual for him, Dark would never miss a chance to sleep in till late in the afternoon, but of course Dark wasn't used to sleep in the same bed as someone else either, was he? Daisuke shook his head angry at himself for thinking about such things. What Dark did wasn't any of his business.

He clutched the duvet tightly, eyes wide. Even the bed held that addictive scent of Dark. He allowed himself to lose himself in the moment, as the well-known scent of lavender calmed his senses. Relishing the tranquilizing fragrance for another moment, the door opened.

"Why are you sniffing the pillow? Does it smell bad, if so you should just throw it in with the laundry." A voice said from the door. Daisuke fell off the bed in shock and unable to hold back a bright blush from his face as Dark looked at him quizzically.

"Erh...I was just...-"

"Are you hungry? I brought some breakfast up here for you, thought you'd be awake by now." Dark interrupted as he placed the tray on a small wheel-table.

"B-breakfast? You shouldn't have-"

Dark gave a pout, looking hurt. "Do you really not know what day it is?"

Daisuke thought for a moment then shook his head. "No, but why don't you tell me?"

"Ohh, right." He said, "Today its been exactly two weeks since we met."

"W-what? You've counted the days since we met?"

"Yeah, sort of." He mumbled offhandedly while straightening a rebellious lock of hair. "I'm just...really glad I ran you down on the beach that day, not that I made you fall of course, coz that's...I'm happy to have met you, Daisuke. I really like you."

He could feel his breath hitch, having his heart pounding mercilessly in its ribcage. The well-known heat in his cheeks returned full force. Dark smiled at him, the very same smile that had broken hundreds of girl's hearts. Daisuke forced himself to return the smile, hiding the side of him that wished to interpret the words I like you as indirect version of I love you...but could Dark maybe like him like that? That was the million-dollar question he'd been beating himself up over for the past week.

"I like you too, Dark. I don't know where i would have been now if it wasn't for you." And he meant it. Dark had come to mean a lot to him. So much actually that he couldn't imagine being away from Dark. Was it because he thought of Dark as an older brother or family or was it because he'd secretly come to love the person that Dark was. The carefree, good-humored, and loving teen instead of the popular and unreachable rich kid from his class that he'd made him out to be when first seeing him. He was felt guilty for having judged Dark like that beforehand. Dark didn't care about the fact that he was some poor kid from downtown, where the grass on their lawn grew over a meter because his family, or his father simply couldn't afford a couple of liters of petrol to the make lawnmower work.

For once he succumbed as Dark wrapped his arms around him, pulling him in for a hug. Dark was always so incredibly warm, and the warmth always rubbed off at Daisuke who in this case was Dark's opposite, cold. Or that's what he felt like whenever Dark touched him.

Dark grinned into the red locks of hair that he usually preferred to burry his face in whenever given the possibility. "So." He mumbled, not wanting to let go of Daisuke just yet. "I called around to check out who had been given the seat next to you on the plane, and it turns out it was Takeshi, so I switched seats with him. That way I keep an eye on you and make sure you don't attempt to join the mile high club." without me. Dark added to himself.

"Dark!" Dark heard the smaller whine cutely as he felt Daisuke's hands press against his chest to push him away.

---DarK---

"Aren't you excited? A whole week with Daisuke." Emiko asked Dark at the sideline while Daisuke tried to pull out his trunk. Dark glared slightly. "Should it matter?" He muttered and walked over to Daisuke. "Should I help you with that? Looks heavy."

"N-no, I'm fine, it's not that heavy." Daisuke said distantly as he watched a plane set off just above them, having never travelled before, he couldn't help but look around at the airport in awe and didn't stop Dark from grabbing his luggage and stacking them on the trolley.

"Don't forget your passports!"

Daisuke took the passports and followed Dark who guided the overloaded trolley towards the entrance after having said goodbye to Emiko.

"Now where were we meeting the others?" Dark wondered aloud as he looked over the myriad of strange people. A family of three had problems with the weight of their luggage and had to pay extra for the 3 kilos and decided to block the line a little longer by arguing with the purser.

"Lets get checked in." Daisuke suggested. "I think we're supposed to meet at gate 16. According to our boarding cards."

"Sure, let's start with that."

"Your boarding cards if you please." The woman behind the barrier ordered, with a hint of irritation, but most-likely not caused by them. Dark pulled out a convolute with their cards and their other stuff and gave her the boarding cards.

In less than two minutes they'd got the luggage checked in. Dark growled as he had to take off two belts and a necklace and pull out some keys and a cellphone to pass through the metal-detector, while Daisuke laughed at him from the other side, having easily passed through.

"It wasn't funny! That man groped my thigh! What did he expect? That I would carry some knife around near my---" Dark hissed angrily as he glared back at the man.

"Well, some probably would, it's his job to check if you're clean." Daisuke said sweetly. "At least now you can relax a bit, our gate is nearby and there's an hour till be start boarding."

"Yeah, I want a smoothie and maybe some candy." Dark licked his lips as a shop came into sight. Daisuke rolled his eyes, smiling mockingly.

"You eat too much sugar. You'll get fat one day."

"Oh, just admit it, you want some too! Come on." Dark said and abruptly pulled Daisuke with him to the nearest shop.

After having bought more than two kilos of candy and two smoothies. Dark decided that it was time to get to their gate. Dark was greeted with a friendly clap on his back from Takeshi.

"I thought you'd never come. Bet you got stuck with the candy, eh?"

"Yeah yeah, I had to buy enough for the flight too you know."

"So, you wanted to switch places?"

"Ah, yes. I have no desire to sit with that Mio Hio girl." Dark said offhandedly.

"Mio? Your seat is next to Mio?! Why didn't you just say so. Of course I'll switch with you!"

"So I guess that won't be a problem?"

"Not at all my dear friend."

"Dark-saaan!" A shrilly voice tore through the room.

Daisuke was pushed away roughly as Risa latched herself onto Dark's arm, glaring daggers at him. Dark flinched, "Hey...erh...Harada-san."

"You're gonna sit with me aren't you, Dark-san?"

Daisuke looked away with disgust mimicking the younger Harada's words soundlessly with a over-dramatized tone of voice. "You're gonna sit with me aren't you, Dark-san?"

"You're good. Sounds exactly like her." A new voice said, he turned around to see Krad, smiling brightly at him. He wore white loose-fitting button-up shirt and a set of light-blue jeans. His hair was pulled into the usual characteristic long ponytail of blonde hair. Daisuke gaped for another second. Krad really looked like he was in harmony with what he wore. He looked at ease in these light colors, that showed off his faintly tanned skin.

"Krad! Didn't see you there." He smiled dreamily, Krad had that effect on him. With his angelic looks and calm facade, he really was nothing less but beautiful.

"Good evening to you too beautiful." Krad said as he bent down to brush his lips against his cheek in a small kiss. Daisuke knew by the time Krad had pulled away that his face now had reached the same color as his hair. Krad chuckled. "Come with us." He suggested. Daisuke threw a quick glance at Dark who had now disappeared behind a mop of girls. "Don't worry about him, he can take care of himself, don't you think?"

Daisuke looked at the floor sadly. " I guess." He mumbled.

"Hey don't look so sad, if he promised to sit with you he will and if he doesn't, he's just not worth it." Krad said as a simple statement. "They're boarding the plane now and he's busy so we should just get on, agree?"

Daisuke lightened up a bit and nodded before following Krad towards the gate.

"We are now boarding flight 118, everyone to gate 16." The female voice announced over the speaker.

Krad dragged him towards the line.

"Hey Daisuke-kun nice to see you again." Toru said giving him a warm smile and a shoulder clap. "We didn't know if you were gonna sit with us or not, but it seems like you are."

"Toru-sempai, it's nice to see you again too. Where's Rai-"

"HEY WAIT! DON'T YOU DARE TO BOARD WITHOUT ME!" Someone yelled and pushed past the line of people behind them. Daisuke looked around to see the ebony-haired boy catch up with them.

"It's not our fault you couldn't use that other bathroom." Toru said calmly.

"Someone had peed on the floor, it stank!" Raiden objected, azure eyes twitching in annoyance, but lightened up at the sight of the newcomer. "Dai-chan! Aww, I missed you so much! Mind if I hug you?!"

Daisuke squeaked as he was pulled backwards by Krad. "Keep your hands off him. Daisuke is not up for grabs."

Raiden made a hopeless attempt of a pout, after having been denied the chance to grope Daisuke.

They reached the barrier and followed the tunnel that was connected with the plane.

"A23 is my seat. what's yours?" Krad asked, nuzzling the boy's hair affectionally.

"B..B24...I think." Daisuke mumbled, feeling rather jumpy from even the simplest of touches.

"Our seats are D26 and E27." Toru informed them. The seats on board was placed so you could sit five next to each other at the windows and ten in the mid-part of the plane.

"Yay! We got windows!" Raiden exclaimed as they reach their seats. "A23 at the window. Damn you Krad...always getting the good seat."

Krad smirked and sat down at the window spot, clapping at the seat next to him. "This is your seat Daisuke."

"If our seats are those near the passage then who's got C25?" Toru asked, pointing at the seat between him and Daisuke.

"Who knows, as long as it isn't that Sakura girl from our class." Raiden shot in.

"Sakura isn't that bad. What do you have against her anyway?" Krad asked

"She works for the school-paper, she almost got me expelled with that article she wrote last year!"

"Oh yeah, the scandal with the dvd's? Wait! It was YOU!?"

"Yes, it was me and it was a dare." Raiden pointed out.

"What did you do?" Daisuke suddenly found the courage to ask.

"Heh, ...let's just say I removed the sound and put in the audio from some gay porn movie. It was much more inspiring than listening to some documentary about agriculture. It just sounded very wrong when the pigs started moaning instead of making their usual oink oink sounds." Daisuke's eyes widened in horror.

"You gave our sensei a heart-attack with that! We all know how homophobic that old pig is."

A silence followed untill they broke out in laughter.

"Excuse me, but my seat is C25." They all turned to look at the intruder

The purple-haired boy glared at Krad, before looking at Daisuke.

"Why did you suddenly leave me like that! I was looking everywhere for you!" Dark asked, sounding a little more harsh than he meant to.

(To be Continued...)


I had to delete a lot of it and write it over and of course, as the strange person I am I'm still not satisfied with this...oh well.

If everything goes well next chapter will be very...very long, because a lot of things are going to happen. Daisuke will finally meet Satoshi who is crazy for Daisuke like the rest. Daisuke learns why you shouldn't walk in a forest at night, you might get attacked! And then of course there's going to be trouble with checking in. Will Krad and Daisuke have to share room with a third person? And what happens then the students decides to break the rules and enjoy a lovely outdoor party where Krad invents the games? Games of secudtion and sex. Is it easier to admit that you're queer with alcohol flooding in your veins? Well Dark will find out.

May as well warn you that there's a possibily that there's going to be a lemon in next chapter, not lime (that's what I usually write) but LEMON! Yep, that's all I'm gonna say.