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さようなら。愛しています。
Sayounara. Aishite Imasu.
Satoshi had arrived in Japan 6:00 AM Tuesday in time to get a phone call from Inspector Saehara concerning Dark's next theft. It was quite funny, actually, stepping into the apartment, taking off his shoes, setting down his suitcase, and having the phone ring in quick succession.
After getting the information needed about that day's theft (most of which Satoshi already knew), Satoshi set the phone down in its cradle and walked to his bedroom to unpack.
'Satoshi... What are you planning,' a very laid-back Krad asked, poking curiously to the top of Satoshi's thoughts.
'Nothing, what are you talking about?' Satoshi replied coolly, unzipping his suitcase. He began taking out clothes and throwing them into a laundry basket nearby.
'You've been hiding something from me with extreme care There is a corner of your consciousness that you have set countless mental barriers around. I want to know what you're planning now,' Krad said, his voice sounding much like that of a mother scolding a child.
'Hmm... Well, does that mean you can't break down the barriers?' Satoshi asked, finally confirming the fact he had something that he didn't want Krad to see.
'No, of course not,' Krad said lazily. 'I just don't want to bother myself with so many petty barriers...'
'So you decided to ask me? Did you really think that would work?' Satoshi asked, laughing without a smile. Krad didn't respond.
"Crap..." Satoshi said as he pulled his finger out of his suitcase and promptly stuck it in his mouth. Broken glass? "Crap! The rose... It broke. I wanted to return it to Niwa."
'Niwa... That's all you ever think of. And the word tied with that name... "Love",' Krad spat out the word as if it were poison. 'What does "love" do for one anyways?'
'It gives a reason to enjoy life,' Satoshi said blandly.
'And yet it can hurt you. Why feel something that would make you weak? Why have a heart when it keeps you from strength?'
'Because a heart lets you know if what you're doing is right. It lets you care for someone and be cared for by someone. It can allow you the opportunity for eternal happiness,' Satoshi said, lowering his eyes.
'So, You're hiding whatever you're hiding from me because it's "right", am I correct?' Krad said, ever intelligent.
'Yes.'
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Satoshi pushed Krad to the back of his mind once more, and felt a headache starting.
He put a band-aid on his finger that he had cut and contemplated methods of getting the glass out of his suitcase without losing more blood. He had just been in shock- the body's way for making up for loss of body fluids (Though what body fluid he 'lost' he was unsure of. Shock is a funny thing).
He decided just to pick the shards of the glass rose up carefully... It wasn't as if he could sweep them up, after all. They were in his suitcase.
Satoshi set to the task, thinking all the while.
'I don't know if what I'm about to do is really 'right', though... I may be being selfish... I may hurt myself beyond repair. I will hurt myself beyond repair... But most important, I might hurt Daisuke... I... I don't want to do this, and my heart's torn in two. How can I do this? But also... How can I not? I have a duty to do as a Hikari, but what if another duty of my family opposes that duty? Which is the more important?'
Satoshi held up the leaf from the rose that had miraculously stayed in one piece to the light and looked at it, twirling it this way and that, watching the light glint off of it.
"I'm going to do it."
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"Hello, Dark," Satoshi said as Dark stepped out of the shadows. Satoshi was leaning against the wall next to the entrance to the room that held the Kurushimi no Yubiwa. A shadow ran across his face, hiding everything higher then the tip of his nose.
"I see you made it back," Dark replied, smirking. He had stopped 5 feet from the commander in a fighting stance.
"It was easy enough. Since you had the necklace and all," Satoshi said, mirroring Dark's smirk.
"Hnn... I thought you were going to let us have this one," Dark said, suspiciously. He dropped his smirk.
"Oh, I am... Just... Let Daisuke out, please," Satoshi said pushing his weight off the wall. Something on his cheek glistened in the dim light... But Dark couldn't see it well.
"F-fine... I'm standing watch, though." Dark stuttered, caught off guard by the request.
"Whatever," Satoshi said, pushing a strand of hair out of his eyes.
Dark turned into Daisuke and the red head shook his head lightly. "Hnn? Satoshi? What's up? Why am I out?"
"I asked for you," Satoshi's voice broke. Now Daisuke could see it. Satoshi was crying.
"Satoshi! What's wrong! Are you hurt?" Daisuke said, running over to Satoshi and grabbing hold of the taller boy's arms.
"Shh, Daisuke. I'm sorry..." Satoshi put a finger against Daisuke's lips. It didn't work though, since Daisuke continued talking against them.
"What? For what?"
"For... I guess for leading you on... I-I knew I couldn't have you, but I tried so hard," Satoshi's breath caught a little and he paused before he went on. "I think... Did I...? I'm sorry if I led you on. I thought I could have you... But I knew I couldn't," Satoshi stopped making sense and grabbed onto Daisuke's arms and buried his head in the curve of Daisuke's neck. Daisuke could feel the other's tears against his skin and it chilled him in a very, very bad way.
"Satoshi? What are you saying? Satoshi! I'm right here! For you..." Daisuke was trying to comfort the other boy.
"No! Don't say that!" Satoshi jerked his head upward to look Daisuke in the face; he had an angry look in his eyes.
"What are you talking about Satoshi? You make no sense..."
"Ha. You'll just have to... Find out what I mean." Satoshi said, wiping a tear and hiccupping.
"You're scaring me..." Daisuke trailed off, his eyebrows knitted in worry.
"I-I'm sorry... But if I told you..." Satoshi trailed off as well, shaking slightly. Then Satoshi pulled Daisuke to him in a protective grasp. "I have to do this..." Satoshi said, more to himself than Daisuke.
"You don't have to do anything, Satoshi! What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Seriously!" Daisuke pushed himself away from Satoshi, his face now angry. It hurt Satoshi to see Daisuke look that way at him... But it was for the best...
Only... Satoshi wanted to feel Daisuke's lips against his own one more time... Embrace the little redhead just one second longer... Then maybe he would be able to do this...
But what about Daisuke? How would he feel... to have felt something and have it ripped out of him, slowly, painfully.
"I-if I had to leave... Would you kiss me goodbye?" Satoshi asked, straightening and clearing his voice. He looked less like the pathetic, crying person of a few seconds ago, and more like the Satoshi that Daisuke knew from school, thefts, and everywhere else.
"Y-yes..." Daisuke said, becoming somber with Satoshi's question. Would Satoshi really leave him? Where would he go? Daisuke thought that Satoshi's whole existence was centered on capturing Dark. When had that changed?
"Thank you..." Satoshi leaned forward and placed his lips on Daisuke's. Daisuke, even with his suspicion, was shocked, and stiffened. Daisuke pulled away slightly.
"Does this mean... That you're leaving me?" Daisuke asked against Satoshi's lips.
"I'm sorry..." Satoshi responded, and, with tears gathering in Daisuke's eyes, the redhead initiated the kiss once more, waiting for Satoshi to either pull away or deepen the kiss.
Satoshi, of course, did the latter. Holding Daisuke closer, he nibbled lightly on Daisuke's lower lip, and Daisuke gladly opened his mouth. Satoshi didn't enter right away, though... He was content with nibbling on the other's lip.
He finally entered and he moaned at the pleasure. He swept his tongue across Daisuke's and felt it dance to life. Ah... The taste of his love... How he wanted more.
Their tongues danced and they stayed like that, breaking only for air, for 3 minutes, until Satoshi convinced himself that it was enough. That he should do what he came for.
Pushing Daisuke away from him and looking at the floor, Satoshi said, "Do you know that I will no longer be attending school?"
"N-no," Daisuke said. Satoshi backed away slightly, brows knitted.
"You do now..." Satoshi said, laughing without a smile. Laughing painfully. He put his arm behind his back and suddenly a thick glass wall separated Daisuke and Satoshi. Satoshi pulled a necklace out of his pocket, and Daisuke stared in disbelief.
"How'd you get that?" Daisuke yelled through the glass. The Chiryou no Kubikazari. Satoshi couldn't hear Daisuke, though.
'He swiped it while you two were sucking each other's tonsils out,' Dark said, scathingly. He had a whole new reason to hate the commander. Not only did he try to capture them constantly, but he also helped them steal something to steal it for himself when he was going to let them keep it!
"What? Satoshi wouldn't do that!" Daisuke insisted, shaking his head.
'Then how does he have the necklace you idiot!' Dark was livid, yelling at Daisuke when all he really wanted was to bash Satoshi's head in. He took control of Daisuke's body and ran to the wall of glass to break through, but only bouncing off for its thickness.
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Satoshi turned his back on Daisuke since he had shown the boy the necklace he had swiped while they kissed. It was time to get this over with. He wiped one more tear as he walked up to the ring, glinting angrily in the dim lighting. A flash of light filled the room, blinding both Satoshi and Dark and the ring's spirit stood atop the glass case that held its physical image.
'Where is my sister?' it asked, glaring angrily at Satoshi.
"I have her here," Satoshi responding, holding out the necklace. Another flash illuminated the room and a doppelganger of the ring's spirit stood in front of Satoshi. The two images held their arms out to hug each other and stepped towards each other, the ring-spirit jumping from the case on which it was perched. But... They passed through each other, unable to touch.
"You can't touch," Satoshi said, being ever-the-obvious one. "You may be able to interact with humans occasionally, but as two spirits... You are unable to touch each other. You should know that."
'Then... What can we do?' the necklace-spirit asked, turning to Satoshi, her eyes gleaming with tears. It had been so long... How awful it was to be unable to hold her sister close again after over a century.
"I... I can help you," Satoshi said, his eyes glassy with oncoming tears once more.
'What are you going to do?' The ring-spirit asked suspiciously.
"I'm going to give you my souls."
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'Dark! I don't think you're going to break the glass! It's too thick,' Daisuke said, wincing mentally every time Dark made contact with the glass. The thief backed up again and ran into the glass one last time before sliding to the ground.
"I know... But I can't do anything else. I didn't see any way to raise this wall out here on this side... And he's done this at every entrance to the room. No doubt he has the air ducts and everything else rigged too."
'So just wait and watch,' Daisuke offered, intending to do that himself.
'I'll let you take over, then,' Dark thought as he shrunk down into Daisuke again. Daisuke opened his eyes and felt the shoulder that Dark had used to bang against the glass how many times. There was a lovely bruise forming there.
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'Don't do that for us! It's not worth it!'
'Besides, you only have one soul... It will be torn apart and irreversibly damaged.'
The ring-spirit and the necklace-spirit felt happy to be together once more. Even if it was perhaps temporary. Perhaps emptier than wanted.
"I have a curse inside of me. A curse that is a soul itself, albeit a very dark soul. This would help me as you... And now since you know, please help us all out... Take my souls and ensnare them in those trinkets you call your physical images. My curse shall try anything to stop it an-" Satoshi was cut short as he felt a burning-hot sensation in his chest. "He's coming. Hurry and take them!" The boy fell to the ground in extreme pain, trying his hardest to give the two enough time to get started.
The two sisters looked at each other and nodded. If he wanted to be trapped in these pieces of jewelry for all eternity, then why not? 'So... Our freedom for your soul and the separation between you and your curse for our place?'
"Yes," Satoshi wheezed out as he heard the necklace-spirit's footsteps near him. The necklace-spirit lifted the boy's chin up and looked into golden eyes. That was odd...
"Miss... I shall ask you to step away from me," Krad's voice rang out clear and melodious- much like a golden bell.
'You have given me permission to exchange your soul for my freedom. I have an oral contract with your other self that I intend to see through to the end,' the necklace-spirit said in her stately manner. Krad's eyes widened and he stood to full height angrily. So this is what that boy was planning? To rid himself of his 'curse'? A powerful blast of air triggered by his anger shot out across the room and the soud of shattering glass- the tinkle of thin case-glass accompanied by the deep and booming shattering of thick industrial glass- resonated throughout the museum causing guards on the outside to shutter and wonder if they should enter.
"Police Commander Hiwatari ordered us not to enter under any circumstance... He should be fine," Inspector Saehara told his troops, though obviously shaken himself.
Back in the museum room, the necklace stood stock-straight, unable to feel the gust of wind thrown with anger. Krad looked at her dumbfounded long enough for the necklace to place her lips firmly on Krad's. She stunned the angel and pulled the his soul out with her spirit's gravity, feeling herself disintegrate into nothingness as Krad took her place, and Krad, not used to being trapped inside another work of art, was unable to sustain the spirit-image that the previous spirit-of-the-necklace had utilized. The ring-spirit, left then with an unconscious Satoshi, knelt down before the boy and lifted his body onto her knees. She bent down and placed her lips on the blue-haired boy's and pulled his soul out as well.
'I'm so sorry, Daisuke...' Satoshi said just as he felt his soul leaving his body.
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Daisuke picked himself up off the floor, looking at the blood under his hands... There was so much. Why was there so much blood? Where was he?
Daisuke looked around and saw a bunch of broken glass on the floor, so much that the floor was practically covered with the sharp matter. That must be why there's so much blood on the floor.
The redhead then looked up further to find out where he was... It looked like the museum...
And that's when everything hit him. Satoshi waiting for Dark, Satoshi kissing Daisuke, Satoshi blocking Daisuke out, Satoshi talking to the ring and necklace spirits, and then something that broke the glass that even Dark could not break.
So... Where was Satoshi?
Daisuke stood up and staggered into the room that held the ring. There, on the floor, lay Satoshi. Daisuke knelt down beside the body and placed two fingers on the side of Satoshi's neck. There was a pulse. What about breathing? His chest was moving up and down... So that means he's breathing right?
Daisuke shook Satoshi's shoulder lightly. "Satoshi? Satoshi? Are you okay? Answer me..."
But there was no answer, and Daisuke began to freak out. "Dark? Is Satoshi okay?"
'Daisuke... I don't think you're going to like what I'm going to say...' Dark said, clearly upset.
"Why?"
'Because... I think your friend just sealed himself into the ring.'
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Dark took control once more to carry Satoshi out to the police troops. He opened the door, his wings ready to take flight, set the commander down, and forcefully pushed his wings downwards in an attempt to gain air as quick as possible. The police squad just stared in disbelief, for never had they seen a very cut-up Dark who looked as if he had lost too much blood, nor had they ever seen an unconscious Satoshi. Inspector Saehara finally ran up to Satoshi, noted his condition, and called the local emergency number to get an ambulance down there right away.
Inspector Saehara, trained in CPR, AED, and in giving oxygen, got down on his knees, and began rescue breathing right away, since Satoshi had stopped breathing. 5 rounds of rescue breathing... Check for a pulse... Still there, good. 5 more rounds... Check for a pulse...
Inspector Saehara put one hand on top of the other, furrowing his brow as he set the heel of his palm in the middle of Satoshi's chest and began CPR with 30 chest compressions. He could feel the ribs breaking under his forceful thrusting, but he needed to get oxygenated blood pumping throughout Satoshi's body. He finished the 30 and gave 2 rescue breaths, continuing the cycle until the Emergency Medical Squad came and took Satoshi away in an ambulance.
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"Take him off," a disgruntled Kei Hiwatari said as he stood up from the meeting in the hospital room where his 'son' lay brain-dead.
"Sir?" Not once had the doctor ever heard a father tell him to kill his son, even when that would be the smartest thing to do. Rather, the cheapest.
"Take him off. He won't get better, even you said. So just take him off," Kei turned to leave the room, livid that his tool to catch dark was now dead to the world.
The doctor shrugged, confused at Kei's behavior as he stepped to the side of the hospital bed and removed Satoshi Hiwatari's feeding tube.
"Sorry, son... Even though you're mentally dead now, I feel bad for you having had a father like that."
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Daisuke read the article in the news, 'Police Commander Satoshi Hiwatari has been taken off life-support'.
For days he neither ate, nor did he sleep, and he absolutely refused to go to school.
The only things he would say were, "But... I loved him..."
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'Daisuke, you have to face the facts,' Dark tried for the umpteenth time to get Daisuke to listen to him. He was met with silence.
'Daisuke... You're going to kill yourself if you continue to act this way,' Dark said, scolding-like. Daisuke's head shot up, though as if he got a sudden idea. 'Holy crap, Daisuke. Don't you dare kill yourself. I'll kill you again.'
"Dark... What if... You said he sealed himself in the ring, right? What if he can still talk to me? Do you think he could?"
'Maybe, why don't you get the ring and necklace up here, then.'
Daisuke began to sleep with the ring on his finger and the necklace in his other hand. He had the two with him constantly, trying to figure out how to get Satoshi out.
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My Dearest, Daisuke,
I am so sorry for doing this. I regret this more than anything I have ever done in my life. I will never ask you to forgive me, for I cannot even forgive myself.
I know that I am dead and that I can never return to my natural body ever again.
I am also sorry that it took me so long to figure out how to project a form of myself into the human plane. As luck has it, I figured it out while you sleep, so I am leaving you this letter.
I can feel myself losing strength already, but I must tell you this: I am in the ring, Krad, in the necklace. Seal the necklace as tightly as you can- Get your family to help. I know that he will soon figure out how to project his form and he will use that to harm you. I cannot bear to see you harmed more.
As my closing statement, know that I will always be with you if you'll have me. I will always be in the ring, and you posses me. Where you take the ring, you take me, so, if you desire, you shall never be lonely again.
Know that I love you more than life itself. Know that I love you more than anything death can give.
With the most sincerity,
Satoshi Hikari
