Disclaimer: I own nothing... anymore... -shakes head-
I'm gonna be famous one day. I'm not sure how, but I will be.
Warnings: Same as beeefoooooreeee!!
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Daisuke buried his head in his pillow. He'd just woken up from his slumber, the night after his embarrassing trip to the park. Daisuke couldn't believe that Dark would say something like that. Then he thought about it again, and... the more he thought about it, the more it seemed like it really was something Dark would say.
Daisuke sighed. There was no way he could ever face Risa again, without being completely embarassed. Daisuke made a long annoyed noise and, to anyone else in the room, it sounded like a long groan.
"Daisuke, are you sick?" Emiko asked.
"AHHHHH!" Daisuke yelled, falling out of his bed. Daisuke was not expecting his mother to be in the room. And, by not expecting I mean Daisuke had locked the door. Daisuke got up off the floor. "Mom, how'd you... get in here?"
"Oh, Dai-chan! I know how to pick locks!" Emiko exclaimed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world- it should have been.
Daisuke sighed. Emiko sat down beside Daisuke on the bed. "So, honey, are you sick?" she asked again. Daisuke shook his head and didn't say anything. Emiko frowned a little. "Look, why don't you take the day off, and rest, okay?"
Daisuke stared at his mom. Normally, she was all about him going to school and doing well in school, but today, she was being slightly weird. Daisuke nodded. "Okay," he replied. Even if his mom was being weird, there was no way he'd pass up and opportunity to miss school.
Emiko smiled. "Okay, well, you get some rest, and I'll be downstairs if you need me." Emiko left the room.
Daisuke smiled to himself, and snuggled back into his bed. He was soon fast asleep.
Hours later, Daisuke woke up. He sleepily gazed at the clock. It was one in the afternoon.
/Finally!/ Dark exclaimed. /It seemed like you were gonna sleep forever!/ Daisuke's eyes narrowed.
/I'm not talking to you, Dark/ he stated, irritated.
/You just did/ Dark pointed out. No response. /Oh, come on! Dai-chan! What did I do wrong?!/ Still no response. /Fine. I'm not talking to you either./
Daisuke calmly got out of bed, and relatively dressed. He shuffled across the room, to his unfinished painting of Dark and the evil Dark. Daisuke pulled out his paints and set it all up.
His dipped his paint brush into the color that he needed, and smelled the familiar scent of the paint touched his nose. Daisuke smiled. He really didn't paint often enough lately. Daisuke pushed the brush across the canvas, looking at his sketch for a reference.
Daiuske loved the way that the picture seemed to form, right out of his imagination. This picture was going to be amazing. The colors danced together, forming the picture that Daisuke had been so proud of. The redhead smiled, happily. Yeah, he really didn't paint enough.
Quite a while later, Daisuke made one final brush stroke, and he was done. Daisuke took a step back and admired his work. The colors in the picture contrasted and complimented each other perfectly. Daisuke let out a content sigh.
/Wow.../ Dark said, breathlessly. /I know I'm not talking to you, but... this picture is... just so amazing./
Daisuke blushed a little. "Thanks," he whispered aloud, as he continued to admire his work.
There was a light knock on the door. Daisuke didn't even hear it. Kosuke opened the door hesitantly. He saw his son standing in complete serenity, staring at a painting. Kosuke smiled.
"Daisuke?" he called, quietly. Kosuke felt that this scene required almost... library etiquette. Daisuke jumped at the voice. He turned.
"O-Oh, hi, dad," he said.
"Hey, Daisuke," Kosuke said, taking a seat on Daisuke's un-made bed. "Did you paint that?"
Daisuke nodded, happily. "Yup!" he exclaimed, smiling.
"Wow... That is just amazing," Kosuke commented.
"Yeah, that's what Dark said too," Daisuke replied.
Kosuke chuckled, awkwardly. "Look, Daisuke, your mom wants me to talk to you about s-something..." he started, nervously. Daisuke blinked.
"Okay. What is it?" he asked, innocently.
"W-Well... Emi- err, your mom wants to know... wh-what kind of... relationship... you share with Dark," Kosuke managed to mumble out. Daisuke's face went red, and he didn't answer instantly. When he finally did, his father was getting slightly impatient.
"I-I... erm... Dark and I... are... something," Daisuke said, his face turning it's trademark red color.
Kosuke nodded. "What ki-kind of some-something?" he asked, as embarassed as Daisuke. Daisuke's face went redder.
"Well... we-we... have eh-explored..." Daisuke's voice trailed off, unable to finish his sentence. His face was as bright red as a christmas light. Kosuke's face was getting red as well.
"A-Ah..." he replied.
There was a fairly lengthy pause between them after that. The awkward silence in the room was so thick, it probably couldn't even be cut with a knife. Daisuke had never felt this uncomfortable in his life. Fianlly, Kosuke stood up.
"I-I only have one thing to say to you, Daisuke," he started, man-handling the doorknob, ready to make his great-escape. "Make sure to... use protection."
Daisuke's nose began to bleed. He quickly covered it up with his hand. Daisuke had never gotten a nosebleed from anything perverted before, so he wasn't used to this. Kosuke was gone, so Daisuke reached for a tissue to plug up his nose with.
'I've been hanging out with Dark too much,' Daisuke thought to himself.
/You have not! We don't hang out enough!/ Dark exclaimed. Daisuke rolled his eyes, but didn't reply. /Oh, are you still not talking to me?!/
When Daisuke didn't reply that time, Dark got fed up. A moment later, he was standing in front of Daisuke, naked of course. Daisuke ignored him and left the room. Dark was about to run after him, but he stopped and put on some clothes first. He really didn't want to see Emiko's reaction if he hadn't.
Daisuke calmly walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Dark stood on the other side.
"Daisuke! C'mon, talk to me!" No response. "Please?"
Towa walked up to Dark. "What are you doing, Dark?" she asked.
"Daisuke won't talk to me because I told his little friend that he--..." Dark cut himself off before he revealed anything that would induce fainting. Towa raised an eyebrow.
"...He what? What did little, innocent Daisuke do?" Towa aked.
Dark shrugged. "I don't know, you tell me," he replied. Towa scowled.
"I'm telling Emiko!" she yelled, running off. Dark heard Daisuke groan, in annoyed way, from behind the bathroom door. Dark sighed. He really didn't like to do this kind of thing, but, he also didn't like it when Daisuke refused to talk to him.
"Look, Daisuke... I'm really sorry I smeared your reputation with your friend. I know that it was wrong, but I just... really didn't want her close to you. I suppose... I'm jealous," Dark said.
The door to the bathroom opened a crack. "Do you mean it?" Daisuke asked, quietly. Dark nodded vigorously.
"Of course!"
"...Are you only sorry because I'm not talking to you?"
Dark shook his head. "No, I'm actually sorry that I caused you emotional damage," he replied.
A slight smile showed itself on Daisuke's face. "O-Okay..." Daisuke came out of the bathroom and walked with Dark back to his room.
Dark walked right up to Daisuke's painting. "This is really good," he said. "This is actually... better than... anything I've ever seen good."
Daisuke beamed, his face red. "Thanks," he replied, shyly.
Dark turned to Daisuke. "so, how 'bout that awkward conversation with your father?" he asked, teasingly.
Daisuke's blushed more. "That was... uncomfortable," he replied.
"You could just let me handle it next time," Dark suggested. Daisuke stared.
"There is no way I'm letting you handle anything, ever again," he replied, simply.
"Why not?!"
Daisuke glared at Dark, almost playfully. "Why not? We could go ask Risa why not? Would that suffice as an answer?"
Dark rolled his eyes. "Oh, Dai-chan, I thought we were past this!"
It was Daisuke's turn to roll his eyes. "You thought wrong." Dark sighed.
There was a very long silence between them. Daisuke stared at his painting. The evil Dark in the painting was beginning to look more and more real. Daisuke wondered how he managed that effect. He glanced back at Dark a moment later.
"Stop undressing me with your eyes," Daisuke said, calmly.
"OH COME ON! NOW I'M NOT ALLOWED TO DO THAT ANYMORE!?" Dark yelled.
: sighs :
Well, guys, here's your update.
Kinda short- sorry.
It's like... 3:00 am and I'm kind of tired.
You don't have to listen to me rant about stuff this time.
I don't feel like editing this at all.
Aka, no spell-check.
Please point out mistakes. I'll fix them later.
Thanks.
-Taryn
ps- Hatsume Miku anyone?