Unbeknownst to Dark, Krad was somewhat busy at the moment.

Satoshi was so wrapped up in studying the strange book and in trying to figure out the runic language that Krad was really getting to enjoy himself. Satoshi had also learned from experience that the more he reacted to Krad, the worse it would get, so he usually did his best to ignore his curse. Although this was proving to be easier said than done.

Krad worked his way around Satoshi's neck, leaving some very possessive marks in his wake-each successive mark making it slightly more difficult for Satoshi to keep his concentration. His hands were occupied with running slowly up and down Satoshi's sides, tracing circles on the white skin of his back and stomach and chest. Satoshi was a not a little irked at the way the mystic symbols blurred in front of his eyes when a gloved finger ran slowly down his spine.

"Krad," said Satoshi, trying to sound as annoyed as possible, "I am trying to understand this, and you are being extremely-" He meant to say 'insufferable' or 'obnoxious,' but Krad's tongue found his ear and Satoshi just barely managed to gasp out "-distracting."

Krad smiled devilishly to himself against Satoshi's skin. Despite the way Satoshi had tried to hide it with his exasperation, there was no denying that his breathing was now unusually fast and shallow than it would be for someone just innocently reading a book.

Hoping to further this loss of concentration, he licked and then bit into the exact place where Satoshi's neck met his shoulder.

And all the hope Satoshi had of deconstructing a particularly difficult bit of grammar went completely out the window.

Realizing he wasn't getting anywhere, Satoshi closed the book and tried to get up. However, this didn't work too well since Krad was still holding him at the hip and at the shoulder.

"Krad. Let go or-" And Satoshi couldn't quite manage to finish his sentence as Krad ran a finger down his spine again. Why did that make it so difficult to breathe?

Krad inched even closer to breathe right into Satoshi's ear.

Or what?

Suddenly Satoshi found himself on the floor, Krad crouching with a leg on either side of him, looking down at him with such hunger in his golden eyes it made the boy's breath catch. And then, before Satoshi could even collect himself enough to ask what in the hell Krad was doing, Krad tangled his fingers in Satoshi's hair and kissed him hard.

Dark alighted on Satoshi's balcony for the second time that night, as silently and with as much trepidation as before.

Not exactly sure how to peacefully enter the house of the boy who was trying to arrest him, Dark went up to the glass door and rapped three times, then retreating to crouch on the railing.

It was a couple of minutes before Satoshi came to the door, and when he did his hair was mussed up and he had some really spectacular marks on his neck and throat.

At which Dark could not help but raise an eyebrow. Satoshi flushed, self-consciously putting a hand to where his left shoulder met his neck.

"What are doing here, Dark? I should arrest you right now."

Had any strange dreams lately, Satoshi?

"Actually, yes-but I don't see how they concern you at all."

Did a certain book from your dream actually appear physically, by any chance?

Satoshi frowned. Howcould Dark know this?

"Yes."

I knew it.

Krad materialized into view in the doorway behind Satoshi.

What do you want, Niwa? Come back to finish the fight you so cowardly ran from?

God, Dark was going to kill him. But he tried to stay calm.

No, actually. I'm here to tell you both something. Something important.

"Then what is it, Dark? It's three in the morning, and I don't have all night."

Dark took a deep breath and started to explain.