Chapter 10:

A/N: Okay I know I said that there was only one chapter left but the truth is once I got it into the computer I discovered that it was too long for one chappie so I split them. So this is, yes, the last chapter of Disgruntled Past Stormy Future.

Dark's POV:

Almost 20 minutes had passed. Where was Daisuke? I was strolling about anxiously. Pull yourself together Dark! You're acting like a total nitwit, I thought to myself. I'd promised Daisuke some space and obeyed his wishes to be a lone for a while, but who the hell takes 20 minutes for some bloody fresh air?!

I couldn't take it anymore, and burst out of the door, "DAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIISUUUUUKEEE!!" I was horribly dismayed when a certain redhead did not come running into my arms.

"Dai-chan, where are you…?" I inquired; worry flooding my voice, "Daisuke…you okay? Where are you?" I then started searching for him, frantically running everywhere. I looked in every nook and cranny, leaving nothing out of mind. He couldn't have entered the mansion, because if he did I would definitely notice.

The cold was getting to me and shivered. Suddenly I stepped on what seemed to be shards of broken clay, and any sane person would be at least suspicious of that.

I almost jumped when I heard my cell phone beeping, and the frown, who would text message me at this time when I was too busy finding Daisuke? Oh right it might be from Daisuke.

I flipped open my cell phone hastily and sighed impatiently when the number wasn't Daisuke's. Regardless I read the message.

"To Dark, the boy with violet eyes, no you'll have no doubt realized that something unfortunate has befallen to your poor Daisuke. I'm giving you an important opportunity, come to the abandoned ware house, you know which one, if you still wish to see him intact. Do come, after all it's been years a since we last chatted."

I almost threw my cell phone and smashing it into a thousand pieces. Curses flew from my mouth and I shouted the most vulgar of swears. I knew who the person who sent the text message. I knew who took Daisuke away, and I wasn't going to let ANYTHING bad happen to Daisuke. I went back to the mansion and burst through the door, the freezing wind gushing in.

"Guys……GUYS!" I yelled out to get everyone's attention, everyone abruptly stopped whatever they were doing and turned back to see me, I then looked at them with a grim expression.

They immediately put up a serious countenance to show that I had their attention, "What's wrong Dark," asked Krad as he hastily put down the game controller, "Is something wrong? Did anything happen?"

I took a deep breath, and explained, "Daisuke's been……Daisuke's been kidnapped."

Those words elicited gasps of shock and concern, I was quickly bombarded with questions like where was he, how did it happen, what were they supposed to do, etc. The tension in the air grew, no one was laughing or taking the matter as a joke. When I was serious I was DEADLY serious.

I raised my hand, and thankfully they knew what it meant and quieted down. "Like I said, Daisuke's been kidnapped, but don't worry, no matter what I'm gonna' get him back, this I swear to you all."

Before any of them could blurt out an objection, I turned around and burst out the door once more.

(Mean while Risa screamed as she came to an epiphany, "OMFG I can't believe this!! I just went to consult my tarot cards again and I found out that the cards didn't mean 'today's a great day to throw a party', they meant ,'don't you dare throw a party tonight coz chances are one of your friends is going to be kidnapped'. Meh, my bad. Wait…why are you guys looking at me like that…why are you guys…AHHHH I'm sorry I'm sorry please don't hit me!! Noooo –"And Risa got what she deserved, but don't worry she isn't dead. Meh.)

Daisuke's POV:

Ugh…I opened my eyes to see only darkness, my head was pulsing with pain, and it felt like something was exploding from the inside. I wiggled around, discovering that I was bound tightly with ropes, my hands and legs tied to a wooden chair.

I heard myself groaning, the pain in my head making me weak. The memory of what happened rushed into my mind like a lighting bolt, someone had knocked me unconscious with a clay pot, judging by the sound. Later I must've been dragged like a rag doll to some dark and scary place. I shivered at the speculation of what kind of person my kidnappers might be.

Suddenly I felt the touch of another, and soon my blindfold was removed. The first thing I saw was a man. A man with cold and cruel eyes, orbs that glinted with a mischievous but nonetheless sinister gleam. He had a built figure, but he didn't obscure me from seeing his supposed lackeys. There were a few bulky men , who were obviously gangsters, judging by their tattoos and poor taste in fashion. They were talking amongst themselves, occasionally throwing a glance in my direction.

But the sight of two lackeys caught my attention, I felt like I wanted to claw their guts out. Standing at a far corner were two young girls: Meab Itch and Aima Hoar. They were smirking with a triumphant expression on their already repulsive faces. It was the first time that I felt such bloodlust.

The man before me spoke, distracting from my already fuelling anger, "Hello again Daisuke, it's a pleasure to finally meet you face to face. My name is Argentine."

I froze, well, more than before since I was constrained. That voice was as deep as a well, and it was positively familiar. Suddenly I recalled the sight of my head family, the sight of my house being destroyed right before my eyes…and the sight of the man responsible for it.

Argentine…the shadow of my past, the one who slaughtered my family, the man who robbed me of my childhood, "So…you were the one…I hope you rot in hell you fucking bastard!!" I was burning with rage and bloodlust. I wasn't myself that moment, no, I was a revenge-bent lunatic.

Argentine merely smiled, though I could sense no sincerity in it "Now, now Daisuke, there's no need for vulgar words like that, after all I brought you here for a reason."

"Well what is it?! Maybe I'll be less vulgar if you tell me the purpose behind your massacre."

Argentine started pacing, and I saw a small shining object dangling on his belt, "The very reason, Daisuke Niwa, is because you possess something I want, a desire strong enough to kill." He stopped and faced me, pointing a finger.

"That pendant of yours, the Tsubasa no Eien!" As he said the name of the pendant it shimmered brightly, and I saw Argentine shifting uncomfortably.

I gathered the courage to ask him, "If you wanted this pendant so badly, why didn't you kill me and take it when you had the chance?"

"A good point, Mr. Niwa, the Tsubasa no Eien is a priceless piece of jewelry, because of its remarkable gleam and mysterious magical properties. You know very well that the pendant changes with the wearer's eyes, but there's more: If the Tsubasa no Eien is taken away from its current wearer by force, it will immediately lose its shine and become a useless stone. That's why I kept you alive for so long, to persuade you to give it to me willingly. There are many out there who would pay any price to possess the Tsubasa no Eien."

I found myself scoffing, "Well that's too bad then, because you'll never obtain this. You might as well kill me now, because anything you try or say will fail."

I expected him to frown angrily or something, but instead he smirked devilishly, "Oh? Well I beg to differ Daisuke; did you really think I kidnapped you with the intention of leaving empty-handed now did you? Very soon you'll be begging me to take the Tsubasa no Eien.

Dark's POV:

Argentine. That bastard. Up till now I've tried to forget him, to forget the life that I had to deal with. And now he's come back to haunt me. In the cold fury of the blizzard, I ran tirelessly to the abandoned warehouse that I once always went to in the past. The cold cut to my already aching bones, the ware house was miles away; but the thought of Daisuke, the thought of my poor Dai-chan, helpless in Argentine's grasp pressed me on.

The sight of the building slowly came into sight, and to everyone else who had seen it would assume that it was an ordinary abandoned warehouse. But in fact it was the frequent gathering place of Argentine's gang. From the distance I could see a dim luminescence in the building, and that was enough reassurance for me.

When I was near enough I kicked the door open, "ARGENTINE!!" A figure slowly turned around to see me, a man with an authoritative yet also sinister air about him. He looked at me with cold eyes, smirking while I glared back at him with furious eyes.

I realized that he wasn't alone, a few other gang members were eyeing me cautiously, they seemed ready to pounce on me if anything were to happen to Argentine.

Surprisingly, I wasn't surprised to see Aima and Meab there, those devious duo fit right in Argentine's gang. But that didn't mean I wasn't furious with them, I pointed a finger at them and said," You're dead meat."

I quickly reverted my attention back at Argentine, and this time I saw someone behind him, seemingly tired o a chair, our eyes met, and the person shouted my name, "DARK!!"

It was Daisuke. I glared at Argentine, "You frikkin' monster! Let him go NOW!!" A frown creased his face, and I sensed that he was slightly annoyed, "Now Dark, you should be more polite, I will tolerate none of this rudeness from you. Besides, is that anyway to speak to me? Your father?"

Daisuke's POV:

Argentine's words echoed in my mind. Besides, is that anyway to speak to me? Your father?

I was appalled, shocked, and at a total loss for words. Dark was…Dark was the son of the man who killed my entire family. I then recalled Satoshi's warning, You will also discover that Dark isn't who he appears to be…I'm not saying he's bad news, just that he has a side that he reveals to no one.

I couldn't help myself and started the water works. All those memories we made, were those just lies? Every time he said he loved me, were those lies too?

"Dark……" I managed to utter despite my weeping, "Is it true? Are you Argentine's…son?" I stared at him weakly, waiting for his reply.

Dark fought hard not to look at me directly, his face betraying his guilty feelings. He opened his mouth, reluctantly, "Yes, I am, Daisuke. I'm the son of the one who……took your family away from you." Hearing that from Dark himself was harder than I thought.

"Hmm? Why do I sense reluctance in your voice, Dark my boy?" said Argentine sardonically, "You seem to be ashamed of being my son."

Dark snorted, "Oh stop being so sarcastic, who'd be proud to be your son? You rob people of their future and lives……mom and I had to constantly cover up your stupid mistakes. Not only did we had to put up with the constant death threats, mom always had to stay up till you came back to make sure you were all right. You may be my parent but you're not my dad! I hate you!!"

"It truly breaks my heart to hear you say that Dark," said Argentine in his usual sarcastic tone, "I called you here with the intention of persuading you to join me."

"In your dreams, freak," answered Dark plainly, he then crossed eyes with me, casting away his anger and looking at me benevolently, "My sweet, sweet, Dai-chan…I'm truly, really sorry I didn't tell you before, I just didn't want anything to come between us, that's why I kept it a secret. And even if he's my father, I've already long decided to cut ties with him……That's why I saved you when he destroyed your home."

My heart softened as he continued, "I love you Dai, and nothing's gonna stop me from loving until the end of time." I could feel the very sincerity in those words, tears of bittersweet fell from my eyes; I managed a smile as I said, "Thank you…my Dark Angel."

Argentine had the nerve to interrupt us, "That's all very sweet you two, but now is the time for you, Daisuke Niwa, to give me the Tsubasa no Eien."

I spat at him, "In your dreams, freak."

Argentine's smile faded, "I was afraid that it would come to this, I was hoping that we could negotiate peacefully. Unfortunately it seems that I'll have to resort to drastic measures."

He clicked his fingers, and like sharks attracted to blood the gang members swarmed Dark, beginning their ruthless beating. "Don't bother resisting Dark, because if you do, I'll make sure Daisuke dies slowly and painfully, pendant or no pendant."

Argentine's words were deadly serious, and Dark apparently believed him. He offered no resistance, willingly letting the gang members beat him up.

"Dark!" I yelled out in terror, I wanted to run to his side but the bonds held in me place. Argentine turned his back to the spectacle, ignoring the sound of his son yelling in pain. He faced me, his expression as placid as the sea, "Now, Dark's fate lies solely in your hands…tied hands that it. Relinquish the Tsubasa no Eien to me and I'll order them to stop. Disobey my wishes……and I'll make sure you see Dark's corpse being fed to the dogs!" Argentine let out a maniacal, triumphant (and traditional) evil laugh.

I knew that I had no choice, "Okay…I -"

"No Daisuke!!" interrupted Dark despite the pain he was in, "Daisuke don't listen to him, he'll just kill me AND you after he gets what he wants. Don't give in……Daisuke." Daisuke stared into my eyes before the gang members intensified their beating. They forced him onto the ground, kicking him senseless in almost every part of his body.

"What an impudence," scoffed Argentine, "Now Daisuke, make your choice."

I took a deep breath, bracing myself, "I choose…I choose THIS!!" I broke free of the ropes which I cut just now, and plunged the pocket knife into his stomach mercilessly (remember the shining thing dangling down his belt?) drawing blood and a shocked expression from him. "How…how dare you,…" said Argentine through gasps of pain, I made no hesitation to push the razor sharp knife deeper, casing him to scream in pain as he fell backwards onto the ground.

Suddenly the tables were turned, as a certain blue haired Commander General burst into the scene, holding a black revolver in his hand. He aimed at Argentine, and gestured the other hand for his fellow police officers to swarm the place. Some of them demanded that the gang members cease their beating, and since they did not carry any guns themselves, the gang members forced to obey.

Two officers cornered Meab and Aima, and apparently they said something snippy because they were both hit squarely in the face by the two officers (okay that was a bit cruel but honestly they deserved it).

Satoshi's eyes were fixed on the bleeding Argentine, "Don't expect mercy Argentine, especially from me. Do you even now how much your head's worth? We've been tracking you for months now, and now I've finally caught you, cuff 'em boys."

Obeying the Commander General, the police officers quickly placed hand cuffs on the criminals, and lead them out of the warehouse single file. Each of them had grumpy expressions, but none had the hateful countenance like Argentine had, though he was still suffering from his injury, he struggled against Satoshi's grip. Before he left the building though, I heard him say, "Looks like you win, Daisuke Niwa."

I heard Dark groaning and snapped back to reality, rushing to his side, "Dark!" I exclaimed as I saw his wounds. The gangsters were remorseless.

"Dark……You're really really hurt," I said, trying to hold my tears back, "How could he…how could a father do this to his son?"

I felt bad. I felt that all of this was somehow my fault. If I did not have the Tsubasa no Eien in the first place, Argentine would not have gone to such lengths to get it. Maybe that's why he was so cruel towards Dark. And if I had just obeyed Argentine and given him the pendant, then Dark wouldn't have been beaten up into such a state: Bruised all over along with probably dozens of broken bones and joints.

The waterworks started. I felt pathetic, I felt stupid. I felt like a total wimp, just like the times when I cut myself with the razor, drowning my sorrows in my own blood. Suddenly I felt a hand brushing away my tears and touching my cheek, my sobs subsided as I listened to a sweet, sweet voice.

"Dai…suke…don't cry anymore. It's…okay, everything is fine…" The purple haired boy paused for breath, "I want……I wanna see that…bright smile again…cutie." I managed a laugh, despite his injuries Dark was still so flirtatious, so sweet, and so kind to me.

I obeyed his wish, and smiled to him, putting all my feelings into it. In a flurry the magic of the Tsubasa no Eien was unleashed: Red, phantom-like feathers burst out of the incandescent pendant. The magical feathers engulfed us as I held Dark close to me. I closed my eyes to shield them from the bright light.

As the magic subsided, I felt strangely refreshed; all of my fatigue seemed to vanish. When I examined Dark, I discovered that his body was free of his previous injuries. Two gorgeous violet eyes stared at me, full of life and energy. "Well, that was a surprise," said Dark, who then wore a sad face, "Daisuke…about me being Argentine' son, and –"

I stopped him with a finger, "It's okay Dark, you don't need to say anything…I'm just glad that you're all right." We embraced tightly, both glad that it was all over. I then pressed my lips against his, my arms coiling around him, he looked at me happily and kissed me back passionately, his tongue eager to explore my mouth once more, and quickly felt his icy hands fondling with my nipples.

We were just about to have sex there, had it not been for Satoshi, "I'm sure that you two are both glad that all of this is over." He seemed to be oblivious to what we were doing, dressed in classy and elegant police uniform, he continued, "I've contacted Risa and the others, and filled them in on everything, Argentine's capture is a boon to all of us, the community will be much safer. You two have indirectly assisted us with his capture, and I'll make sure that you are rewarded for this. But for now, shall I take you home?"

I smiled at him, "Sure." We were soon on our way…towards home.

Owari.

A/N: Hmm, weird ending, haha but I was out of ideas, and I thought simple was the best. Love it? Hate it? Your reviews are all very much appreciated, thanks.