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Chapter 9 – First Assault
"Are you done yet?" Dark complained as he glanced at the painter from the corner of his eye. Daisuke was still painting his figure on the canvas. Daisuke put his brush on the side of the easel and then sighed.
"I'm not done, but I guess you can move," Daisuke said. Dark immediately moved from his spot. He walked around to see the canvas that had been in front of Daisuke.
Dark's breath was immediately taken away when he saw it. The gentle brush strokes showed how Daisuke calmly inspected each angle and small detail before bringing it to life on the canvas. The shadows and brightness of the colours gave Dark a feeling that he was looking in a mirror instead of looking at a painting. Daisuke noticed the thief staring and then blushed darkly.
"Is it really that bad?" he whispered.
Dark snapped out of his daze and turned to the artist while quickly shaking his head.
"It's not! It's not bad at all. It's so good that I feel like I'm looking into a mirror," Dark commented. Daisuke blushed under the compliment.
"It's not that good," he mumbled.
"What do your teachers say about them?" Dark asked.
"That I should enter in the art competition. I told them that I would think about it," Daisuke answered.
"Enter," Dark stated with a grin.
"I don't want to. There's a prize of ten thousand dollars for the winner, but I don't need that type of money. Someone who needs it should win it," Daisuke replied. Dark smirked evilly.
"Now I want you to enter even more," he announced calmly. Daisuke sighed and looked at all the canvas.
"Fine, but the problem is which one?" Daisuke asked. Dark went quiet and slowly examined all the filled canvas' that were lined up against the wall. It's true that all of them were magnificent, but none of them seemed to pop out at him. Then he remembered the painting he had seen the first day he had come to the apartment.
"Where's that painting? The one of me with the wings," Dark asked. Daisuke blushed.
"That? What do you want with it?" he asked.
"Just take it out," Dark said.
Daisuke made no movement for a moment before he sighed. He walked to the wall and moved a large canvas, which revealed a large door in the wall. There was a sliding door, so Daisuke opened it and pulled out the canvas on the top before closing the door once more. Before Daisuke had closed the door all the way, Dark got a glimpse of all the canvas' that were pilled on top on each other.
"What are those?" Dark asked quietly.
"Just paintings that I stored away," Daisuke answered. He handed the painting to Dark, who quietly examined it.
"This is the one! I want you to enter this one!" Dark exclaimed happily. Daisuke looked nervous and quietly took the painting from the thief.
"I'd rather not. This is private for me," Daisuke whispered. He looked at the painting. The detailed work stared back at him. This was the painting that Daisuke had poured his emotions into over the past year.
"It's fine," Dark answered.
Daisuke remained quiet and then sighed when he realized that Dark wouldn't give up until he got his way.
"You win," he whispered as he placed the canvas on the floor with the other. He turned to Dark, who was watching him with dark eyes.
"You never told me why you hid the paintings," Dark said quietly. Daisuke froze, but didn't respond. Dark frowned at this and slowly advanced on the other boy.
"I don't have to tell you," Daisuke replied.
"What did you say!" Dark hissed as he backed Daisuke into a corner. With nowhere to go, Daisuke found himself with a wall at his back and Dark in front of him. Dark placed his hands on either side of Daisuke's head. This made the red head feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Please back away a bit," Daisuke commented in a soft voice. Dark leaned forward.
"I don't feel like it," he said as he continued to advance. Soon Daisuke could feel the thief's breath on his lips and he closed his eyes on instinct. Dark smirked and leaned forward until their lips touched. It was a small kiss, but Daisuke felt his knees o weak. Dark moved his face and his lips ghosted over Daisuke's sensitive neck, touching yet not touching at the same time.
"Womanizer," Daisuke whispered. Dark smirked.
"Technically you're not a woman," he taunted. Daisuke was about to say something else, but the words were once again swallowed up when Dark covered his lips with his own. Unlike their first kiss, this one was full of passion. Dark moved his hands so that they were on Daisuke's cheeks and deepened the kiss. Daisuke couldn't help the moan that passed his lips though the sound was devoured by Dark's hungry mouth.
Breathing became an issue for the red headed boy and he was forced to push Dark away for air. He took a deep breath and then looked at Dark, his eyes darkened to the colour of blood.
"Dark," Daisuke mumbled, his voice sounding deeper somehow. Daisuke blushed because of the strangeness of his voice and covered his mouth with his hand. Dark laughed and ruffled Daisuke's hair.
"Looks like you've finally grown up," he teased. Daisuke gave the thief a confused look.
"Grown up?" he repeated.
"You're aroused," he announced. If it was even possible, Daisuke's face because even redder at the comment. He slightly overcame his embarrassment and glared at the purple haired man.
"Pervert. It's not like you're any better," Daisuke whispered. Dark grinned.
"I'm always a pervert, it's expected of me," he said. Daisuke sighed and shook his head in disappointment.
"That's not something you should be proud of," Daisuke mumbled.
The day passed by quite uneventfully, except for the mind blowing kiss that Daisuke chose to ignore at the moment. Daisuke went to work and came back afterwards when his shift was over. Once he arrived, he saw Dark enjoying a piece of the cheesecake that Saori had bought for him.
"My cheesecake!" Daisuke yelled as he rushed to the table. Dark put another piece of the pastry into his mouth.
"I was hungry and it was calling out to me. This cheesecake is actually pretty good," Dark commented as he chewed on the snack.
"My cheesecake!" Daisuke yelled again. Dark rolled his eyes and put his fork down before turning to look at Daisuke.
"Do you have anything important to do tomorrow?" Dark asked.
"No. I only have classes on Monday, Thursday and Friday and I work afternoon shifts at work except on special occasions," Daisuke replied. Dark was silent for a moment before he gave the painter a serious stare.
"Tomorrow…we should go see Emiko," he whispered.
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