So...Leon here. I updated faster than I thought I was going to, and I bring you the second to last update. At first I didn't really have any idea of what to do with the Takeru chapter, but thanks to the alpha phoenix I was able to come up with something. He suggested Takeru ask for help with a story, and I took that route and added a little extra dash of strangeness to it. That might not make sense right now, but trust me you'll see what I mean.
Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon.
"That was so romantic."
"That was terrible."
Koushiro usually wasn't this passionate about anything, especially so when giving advice, where he was more reserved and tried to look at things from a logical standpoint, but he just couldn't with this. He was considering tearing up the sheets of paper in front of him, for Takeru's sake, but he didn't because if he did Mimi would attack him again. He was glaring at the younger teenager in front of him, knowing that this would make Mimi glare at him in turn, but he didn't care. He had to save Takeru's soul.
"You didn't like it?"
"Don't listen to him Takeru-kun, he doesn't like anything fun."
He rested his hand on the stapled groups of paper that was on his kitchen table, the story that Takeru had given him and Mimi copies of so that they could critique it, and he hoped that the young writer would be the first to listen to what he had to say. If not for just him, then the multitudes of poor souls that it may one day affect.
"So, he's a vampire right? A bona fide needs blood to survive soulless abomination, correct?"
"Yeah."
Tapping his fingers, Koushiro pondered on where he should start. There were so many different angles that he could go at with this, so many different questions. He could go the route of straight up plot holes, or the way of things that were much beyond ridiculous to actually believe. As he looked at Takeru, as he knew Mimi watched him as he did that, he couldn't help but feel a bit of pity for the kid.
"Then why doesn't anything happen to him in the sun?"
"It does," the conversation met an awkward pause as nobody said anything else, and as if to break the silence, Takeru found himself adding a quiet mumble to his original statement, "he sparkles."
"See, that's the thing. Vampires don't sparkle. Saying so is like spiting in the face of the entire mythos surrounding it. Bram Stoker and Vlad the Impaler are rolling around in their graves right now. Half-vampires don't die in the sun like in Blade? I can see how that's possible, yes. The vampire doesn't get hurt by the sun because he's in a kid's show, like the Count from Sesame Street? Understandable. But sparkling? No Takeru, just no. He's an accursed legendary creature of the night, not some tween girl wearing bedazzled jeans."
To Mimi's nodding approval, Takeru was fast to react in his own defense.
"Well, there's more to it than that, I just gave you guys a few chapters of it so you get a feel of it. You don't even know the title of it yet."
Koushiro didn't say anything at first as he was slightly afraid of what more was to come from Takeru's vampire idea. It was bad enough that the book's characters were thinly veiled representations of people they actually knew, in some cases it seeming like Takeru didn't even try to hide this fact on account of not bothering to change the name at all, but Koushiro didn't know how much more of this he could take. There was only so much terrible things that he could suffer through one day.
"What is it?"
In his heart he was praying for the title to not be as bad as the rest of the idea. He was wildly disappointed. Deep down, he knew that Yamato would feel the same.
"I'm going to call it, Dusk."
No Takeru, just no.
"Why? That's just taking a cool sounding word, and ruining it for everyone else."
Takeru was giving him a look, something that scared Koushiro even more than he already was, and he felt a shiver in his spine as the younger teenager spoke. He could feel darkness, doom being brought upon the world.
"All the books in this series are going have names like that. Like Blue Moon, or Midnight Sun."
Immediately, Koushiro stood up since there was no way that he could just sit back and listen to anymore of this. Sure, they were in his apartment and if he left he wouldn't really have anywhere to go, but he had little choice but to leave. He was a man of intellect, and what Takeru was forcing him to think about simply lacked any of that, plain as day.
"I'm leaving."
"Wait, you don't have anything else to say?"
He had already begun to walk away with his back turned to them, but Koushiro stopped as young Takeru called out to him. The guy wanted advice? He would give him the greatest piece of advice in the world.
"My suggestion? Burn it. Burn it all."
The world became silent, and with that Koushiro left his own apartment, dramatically of course. There was little more he could do to salvage Takeru, and he felt that he failed in saving the boy. In the back of his mind he only hoped that Mimi would not lead him down the wrong path, already knowing that she would.
"That was a little harsh."
"Don't mind him. He's a party pooper."
"So, you at least liked it?"
Going against what Koushiro would have wanted, Mimi grinned as she prepared to give out her life-changing advice. It had helped out so many people already, why not her favorite little blonde too?
"Yeah, but it still needs something. I can give you some pointers if you want? Add a woman's touch to it."
"Yeah?"
Within the moment, and her next statement, Mimi poisoned the minds of the next generation of young females. With just the next passing words, developments in women's rights were delayed by at least a decade.
"Change the character named Daisuke into a werewolf. Oh, and make him start to walk around shirtless everyone he goes. Even at night, or in the rain, or even in the snow."
"Why?"
"Trust me on this."
And so it was that Takaishi Takeru wrote a book series about vampire/human romance fantasy that was later turned into a very successful film franchise, mostly watched by prepubescent girls and lonely unsatisfied middle-aged women, and from all that he became a very rich man. The Dusk Saga was widely panned by critics, even being disliked by the actors who starred in the films themselves, and as this young author grew as a writer, even he grew to hate his own work. He would regret not heeding Koushiro's words for as his wealth grew from his vampire series, so did his shame.
To my reader's who actually like Twilight, I apologize...but I still have to ask, why do you like Twilight?
I myself am guilty of watching every one of those movies so far, in fact I quite enjoyed Eclipse, but I blame my little sister for that since I've taken her to see every single one. Hope you liked this chapter, I had loads of fun writing it.
Also, next update is the last one. Don't forget that.
