The Age of Nightfall
Chapter XI: The Denial
Roughly, Krad wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
Then, he remained still in his posture, with his sleeve hovering over his bruised lips. His amber eyes were downcast, and his long hair fell, spraying over his face.
He slumped against the wall, sending a painful shock through his shoulders as he made hard contact with the concrete.
Lucian stood unmoving across him, silently watching the beauty in denial. A contended smile crept over his boyish features, wait till Eldon hears about the consented kiss.
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Dark fought that familiar undertow… that force that often dragged his mind back in time, locking him once again in the prison that had been his world till…
The memories of purgatory came as they always did, like a tempest to his senses.
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Daisuke stood outside the guestroom and knocked lightly on the sturdy oak doors.
The sound barely got through the thick layer of wood.
Gingerly, he pushed open the doors an inch. From the small gap, he could glimpse Dark sitting on the bed stonily.
"Dark? Who was that guy?" He called from outside.
Dark momentarily looked up.
Pushing the door further, Daisuke took a careful step into the dim room.
"Dark?" He probed.
Shaking his head, Dark tried to clear all thoughts of the blond. It can't be him… No, it can't be.
He sighed and looked desolately at Daisuke, "Yes?"
"Eto.. Erm.. Nothing of any matter." Daisuke peered closely at Dark's face.
The curtains fluttered lightly in the breeze from the opened windows. The shadows of the velvety curtains played on Dark's face in sync with the dance of the curtains, enshrouding his face in an even darker shade. Daisuke could not make out Dark's emotions.
"Memories of him?" Daisuke sighed.
This was not the first time. Ever since the head of the house disappeared, Dark had occasionally displayed such forlornness.
"The blondie looks familiar, doesn't he?" Daisuke saw a slight flinch in Dark's form. Daisuke could see that Krad reminded Dark of him.
He went on, "But you know he cannot be him. He is gone, Dark. Gone!"
He knew the words burned into the core of Dark's heart. However, he had to do this mercilessly. The words had to be said. To say those hurting words in his face, to strike a match on his delicate soul and ignite a flame that will burn his heart from within, and then to splash a bucket of freezing cold water at him to awake Dark and soothe the aching flames. He would not allow him to continue sleeping in his eternal coma. Daisuke had to wake Dark up and urge him to move on. To do that, he had to disperse all hopes of him…
Daisuke knew he had to do so… But, it was too cruel. Too cruel to destroy any remaining hopes of eternal happiness for his onni-chan.
He sighed again. He cannot do it.
If the blonde reminded Dark of him, then he would just let Dark stay in his reveries and hopes. At least, he could see his onni-chan smile again…
Daisuke took a last long look at Dark and left the guestroom.
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In the attic of the mansion, a portrait of him laid at a forgotten corner. The large painting was covered protectively by a piece of flowing white cloth.
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Back in his house, Krad was exhausted.
His body cries to break down after that long run.
Falling into the dank bed, Krad panted heavily. He squeezed his eyes shut, shutting the world out temporarily, just listening to his laboured breathing.
Flipping onto his stomach, Krad smothered his face into the fluffy pillow. His mind re-winded back to the encounter at the alley…
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Krad could feel Lucian's eyes on him.
The green eyes were alluring. Lucian's boyish charms were enticing. Krad's brows tweaked in confusion and refusal, of what, of the actions before that had thoroughly confused him into a whirlpool of feelings, of the nauseating thought of his uncontrollable lust that his body had so strongly gripe him in that moment.
His delicate hands went up, clutching his temples.
The blood rushed through the veins in his head, the alcohol flowed swiftly in the bloody river within him, the intoxicating mixture was potent. He was having a pounding headache.
"Just leave me alone." Krad held an arm in front of him, blocking away Lucian.
On unsteady legs, Krad staggered a little away from the wall where he was leaning on.
He swayed a little and nearly fell over…
A look of concern rushed over Lucian's face as he pushed away Krad's defensive arm and swiftly rounded his arms around Krad's back, pulling Krad towards him, unintentionally hugging the dazed blonde.
For a second, Krad leaned against Lucian, breathing in his strong cologne.
"Krad, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Krad pushed away Lucian and huffed. "And I don't appreciate any help."
Krad turned away from Lucian, "Don't you dare follow me."
Lucian's face contorted in hurt. He watched Krad break into a brisk jog and called after him, "Krad! Can't you just grant me a chance!"
Ignoring Lucian's calls, Krad ran on.
He was afraid of his stirring emotions towards the brunette, scared of what he might unwittingly do if he stayed on a second longer, like kissing him again? This is madness.
Krad ran continuously down the road lit brightly by the full moon overhead…
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Turning his face away from the pillow to breathe, Krad stared absentmindedly at the tabletop strewn with paintbrushes and pastels.
"Damn. I think I like him." Krad rolled over to the other side and closed his eyes.
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A distant ringing sounded from the hall…
The doors to Dark's master bedroom opened with a creak, rousing him from his light slumber.
"Master, there is a call for you."
Dark looked disbelievingly at him, "At this hour?"
"It is of utmost importance that you grace this call, Sir." The manservant stood waiting at the door, trying badly to avert his eyes from the sight of Dark sprawled sexily on the huge bed.
Dark burrowed into the covers, refusing to budge.
"Sir, I advised you to take this call. The consequences, I'm afraid, will be quite grave if you don't."
"Yada…yada." Hesitating for a second, Dark then stood up and gave a lazy stretch, yawning as he did so. Rubbing his eyes with a hand, he leisurely walked to his manservant.
"Master, the call is on hold waiting for you in the adjacent room."
"Aidan, I swear, you are getting a little too naggy to be tasteful." Dark frowned at the young man with dirty blonde hair tapered at his shoulders.
Aidan looked a little hurt at the blatant comment. "But.. Master…"
"Don't worry… I still like you." Dark smiled charmingly and exited the room, leaving behind a red blushing Aidan standing there helplessly.
Authoress Notes: geez.. i'm kinda fond at making more o/cs. added in another beau! hahaX. this chapter is sorta Like a fiLLer episode P i cant think of a good titLe for this chapter.. pLz heLp! Gomen for aLL these Late updates! i'm trying my best Le