Haven't written in a while T_T I've been so busy aha...btw, thank you to MysteriousChick666...your comment made me laugh and wanna write :P keep up the...eating a lot of sugar and fudge and candy...very entertaining.
Alright so something AWESOME happens at the end of this chapter! Thinking of skipping to the end right now? DONT!! you'll ruin the great climax thing. just spend an extra 4 minutes reading the rest.
school start again tomorrow...EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
"Oh, Dai, you look so…molestable," was Argentine's final choice of words. Daisuke turned tomato-red and crossed his arms over his chest as if to cover the breasts he did not have. Pretending to be a girl for so long must have given him unwanted girl instincts, such as toying with his hair and swinging his hips around. If he'd been aware of doing that at all, he probably would have called the whole thing off at once.
"Act out on those feelings and you'll soon be missing a couple of limbs," Dark barked at his friend, much like an angry, threatened guard dog. His light-haired friend whined but gave up, preferring to go talk to Krad, who was still standing as stiff as…something perverted (GUESS!).
The weather was still warm and toasty, and the wind blew a few particles of sand into Dai's sensitive eyes; he blinked and rubbed his eyes with his hands, groaning. He'd never really been to a beach before, for he didn't especially like showing off his body. You may think Daisuke lacked any self esteem at all, and if so then you would be very right. But he was determined not to let that muddle his plans. Operation Mouse Annihilation was going to be the greatest success since the invention of electricity!
Daisuke was barely used to the blaring light of the sun that he was being dragged lower down the beach, past the soft, white sand and down to the cold, muddy sands near the water. Just the feel of the freezing liquid on his toes made him jump and squeal, accidentally throwing himself at Dark's chest for protection. The older teenager smirked and almost purred in satisfaction while Argentine huffed and glared at the 'couple' over his shoulder. Freedert bounced around in the sand, giggling girlishly for no apparent reason, to Krad's embarrassment, but still Argentine kept his eyes averted from her. The poor girl soon deflated and went to lie down under a red and green parasol next to the other, quieter blonde, without saying a word. Krad sighed and patted her shoulder amiably, something Daisuke never thought he'd see. He was so entranced by the alien affection coming from the usually ice-cold teenager that he was unable to see Dark backing away, eyes twinkling mischievously, and then launch himself forward with a yell.
The water that suddenly surrounded his body was freezing cold and filled with seaweed, sand and little slippery fish who stared back at Daisuke with their round eyes. He batted his arms uselessly and was unfortunate enough to open his mouth underwater in his panic, emptying the contents of his lungs out sooner than he should have. When he felt himself choking, he realized that Dark just might have killed him. Oh, how ironic! He thought glumly. But it was not our young 'hero's' time of death just yet and a set of arms shot into the cold liquid and pulled the drowning boy out with one, quick yank.
Warm air filled Daisuke's lungs as soon as he shot out of the sea. He coughed and coughed until his chest hurt, water spilling out of his mouth. He heard Argentine screaming from the shore and Dark shouting something close to his ear, but he was unable to understand what he said. His ears had been blocked by the water as well and when they unclogged, it was incredibly painful. Finally he managed to stabilize himself and his lung capacity returned to normal. Dark was looking down at him, amethyst eyes wide with…fear? Had Daisuke not almost drowned, he would never have believed it.
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry," said the boy in a breathless voice. Daisuke suddenly noticed that he was being pressed against that muscular chest by a pair of strong arms, and that said arms were lightly shaking. His own heart began to race once more and he had to summon all his willpower to keep the blood from heading in the Southern direction. An erection in a bikini: bad idea.
"I'm okay…" he suddenly remembered who had pushed him in, "Why they hell did you do that?"
Dark winced and, before answering, swam them both back to the shore. Argentine was a little ways off, so the tide must have brought Daisuke and Dark pretty far. Odd since the sea looked relatively calm except for the occasional wave here and there. Dark laid him down on the sand and checked his pulse, to the rehead's annoyance.
"I'm alive," he spat.
"Just making sure," the other boy chuckled, "I shouldn't have done that. Sorry," he repeated, letting go of the redhead's wrist.
"Forgiven," he paused, "on one condition."
Dark raised one eyebrow and a small smirk formed itself on his face when he thought of all the perverted things the girl could ask of him. He was beginning to get way too excited, so he had to grunt and move away from Daisuke before it began to show. Argentine was about to arrive, waving his arms, the other two barely three feet behind him.
"Yes, Princess?"
"You have to answer every question I ask from now to midnight truthfully. No refusing allowed," it was his turn to smirk. The other teen's smile fell away and he grunted once more, cocking his head sideways.
"Why?"
"Just promise."
Dark agreed half-heartedly and Daisuke sighed in relief. This was his chance to fulfill his promise to Riku, for he was an honest person and he refused to break his promise to the only girl in school who considered him as a human being. He'd ask all the questions he could think of, weigh and consider the answers without passing judgement, and then, maybe, it would change something. Daisuke was convinced that there was nothing good and honest about Dark, so there was nothing to fear, right?
The three other teenagers arrived, huffing and panting and holding their chests in pain. Argentine was whining like a wounded puppy, his quirky hair messed up and filled up with sand. Freedert, the least athletic of the three, looked as if one of her lungs had imploded and one of her blue eyes twitched unnaturally. How far did they run!? Daisuke wondered uncomfortably. Krad was the fastest to recuperate and bent down next to Daisuke, eyes glued to her face.
"Are you alright, Dai?" he asked politely, "I must apologize for Dark's incompetency and complete lack of tact because he probably won't. If he does anything such as this again, please inform me and I shall put his head somewhere very, very unpleasant," said Krad venomously. Dark stared at the blonde, looking rather horrified, and although Argentine tried to lighten the murderous mood with jokes, it didn't work. Daisuke smiled a little and giggled. It was like Krad cared for his well-being…Daisuke began laughing out loud like a mad man. His four partners sat there, wide-eyed, shaking their heads.
"I think she hit her head," Freedert pointed out when the redhead didn't stop laughing.
"Too much swallowed water," Argentine corrected her smugly. Freedert flushed and hissed through her clenched teeth.
"I think she's just surprised."
Good old Krad had put his finger on it, being the smart boy that he was. He shook his head, muttering something about idiocy, and went to lie down in the sand a ways off without saying goodbye to anyone. Dark leaned down and picked up his 'girlfriend' in his strong arms, causing his cargo to scream and try to kick out. Dark shushed her and flipped her around so that her feet could not come into contact with his face or crotch under any circumstances. Like any other sensible boy, he wanted to protect his crotch from harm at all costs – Daisuke could relate to that!
Dark didn't let go of his cargo until he had found the safest and cleanest chair on the widespread beach and placed her down on it gently, stealing a tiny kiss on Daisuke's soft lips when he pulled back. The redhead's face flared up and he instantly brought a hand up to his lips to touch it, as if to verify the reality of the kiss. Dark watched, amused, his dark hair fluttering about his face and hiding his purple eyes.
"You're surprised? It's just a little kiss," he teased. Then, when he was about to leave to get a water bottle, an odd thought hit him. It was absurd, but, nonetheless, he wanted to test it out and see. It was, after all, possible – probable, not really, "Wait…are you a virgin?"
Daisuke lost all brain functions when the question hit his ears and suddenly the sound of the strong wind, the white seagulls flying about in search of discarded foods and the waves slapping against the shore faded away and there was nothing but thick, choking silence. He wished he could answer that he wasn't in a calm and collected voice. He wished even more it would be true. At his age, most people had had sex at one point, and being a virgin was borderline taboo in the young society. Would Dark push him away if he said he was? Would he laugh? Tease?
"I-I-I…er…m-maybe," he squealed in a high-pitched voice.
Unlike you might think at first glance, Dark did not care so much for a girl's experience in bed unless he was paying for it or was going out with said girl for that very purpose. He didn't even care if they were willing to do it, really, as long as they had something special about them that made his heart beat fast and his stomach flutter as if it was filled with butterflies. Maybe he passed as an asshole because he'd only had the pleasure to meet two such people in his life: Dai, the shy beauty lying in front of him now, and his old childhood friend whom he hadn't seen since he was twelve. His heart clenched at the thought of his old friend and he almost got lost in his memories.
As I was saying, it made no difference to Dark whether Dai was a virgin or not, and by her face he guessed that she thought it would. His heart dropped. Her brother must have told her a bunch of horrible things about him, and he knew it was no more than he deserved. Daisuke Niwa…stirred things within him that made him so damn uncomfortable! And those feelings were so overwhelming that the only way he could get rid of the horrible pain was to hurt him – to keep him far, far away. He didn't deserve any of it, and this was his punishment: the girl he loved was the sister of the boy he tormented relentlessly every school day.
"A virgin huh? How adorable," he purred, leaning forward to brush his lips against Dai's sweet and soft ones, feeling the urge to moan.
Daisuke felt those lips press against his again, more insistent this time. At first he thought of struggling, but slowly his eyes closed and an alien feeling welled up inside him. His lips began unconsciously responding, moving against the other set of lips, the rest of his body reacting favourably as well. His arched his back somewhat and moaned inside Dark's mouth. Daisuke had no idea exactly what he was doing but he knew it felt good – really good! It wasn't like the kiss from Satoshi at all. The feeling of wanting to throw up was so far away, it was hardly more than a memory.
This time, when something wet pressed against his lips, he could only moan again and comply. Dark grunted happily and plunged his hungry tongue into Daisuke's mouth, the overwhelming heat taking over his senses and three quarters of his mind. Their tongue danced together until Daisuke was nothing but s steaming puddle of goo. The kiss could have lasted forever had Dark not decided to slide his hand up Daisuke's tense thigh, sneaking mischievously under the leg of the short shorts, and cup Daisuke's crotch. Oh, what he found wasn't what he expected to find. His head shot back, his eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights', and his mouth fell open.
"What…the FUCK?"
mouahahahaha...will he be okay? will daisuke die? will dark commit suicide? will birds start attacking? STAY TUNED AND FIND OUT
