Author: I know I've taken a really long time. I feel pretty guilty about it, since I did so well in the beginning. But like I promised, no hiatus! I'm back, and hopefully this is going to be better than ever! I wanted to have a super long chapter for my update, but I had to go to the stoopid therapist, so I didn't have the time. Sowwy!
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Chapter Fourteen: All a dream
Satoshi closed his eyes, feeling the rush that flowed between them. He knew what he had to do. Knowing well of the torrent to occur, he put his slender hands onto Daisuke's narrow shoulders, and pushed him off.
It didn't come.
Daisuke's crimson eyes looked at him mournfully, saying nothing.
Satoshi looked away, afraid to look deeply into them. "Good bye." He said softly, moving around Daisuke and shuffling his feet home. He hurt so much, he felt as if he'd pass out…
Daisuke turned towards his own direction, slowing his breathing. He hadn't thought Satoshi would refuse him. He had been almost certain of it. He sniffed, but no tears fell.
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"It's been too long…" Dark murmured, his head on Krad's chest. He listened to the steady 'thump' of Krad's heart, feeling the cool hands slide down his back, lifting his shirt impatiently. Apparently Krad felt the same. He shifted so Krad could take it off. Dark couldn't help but feel guilty, for he had tricked Daisuke into going to a predetermined point, just so he could see Krad. It had been, after all, at least a week and a half since he had been satisfied. Their lips touched, and judging by the way Krad delved into him, Krad was feeling the same, hardly wanting to continue foreplay and simply hurry into the gratification.
He soon received what he desired, the slick slap of two bodies pushing against each other along with Dark's moans creating the sweetest melody his ears had ever heard, causing Krad to persevere and work harder. Dark could hardly take it, his eyes squeezing shut as his body stretched more than he ever had before, his hips pushing up in a steady motion to receive his new lover. Dark felt himself being thrust again and again into the silk sheets which were starting to stick to his back and legs from the sweat that coated his body. Fire played off his skin, his temperature and desire was rising, till he was in a delirium, crying out from the excruciating pleasure.
Krad drank it in, barely sane at this point himself, his mind no longer working, just his body focusing on the thrusts, that he must keep moving, that he must continue to create this joy, this bliss, this love; that this carnality must be satisfied.
Waves ricocheted throughout his body, his own screams were sounding in his ears, he dove on, driving into that pleasure, tapping into the ecstasy he created. His nails dug into Dark's back, the blood gleaming in maddening drops. He found the strength to go faster than his body ever allowed, his being physically exhausted beyond comprehension, yet still pressing on…
"Krad I can't take much more!" Came the hoarse cry from Dark, his grip tearing into Krad's shoulders.
Daisuke woke up, his face flushed, eyes wide. He let his breath come out into pants before slowing down. The first thing he noticed was that he was drenched in sweat. In fact, his sheets was flooded with it, and his blankets were soaking it up and smelling very much like musk. He looked down at himself and found to his disgust that he had, in fact, found the dream exceptionally sexy, thus he had another liquid other than sweat that had come from a certain area of his body, or should one say, member. He got up shakily, found the strength to walk and tottered to the bathroom. He felt insufferably tiered. He wanted to sleep for at least twenty days before doing what he was about to do. He stumbled into the shower after throwing off his clothes and allowed the spray to wash over him.
It woke him and brought up some unpleasant realities.
Was all that had happened a dream? He frowned, scrubbing meticulously at his arm as if every speck of oil and sweat was a deadly virus. Then had the entire thing with Satoshi been a reverie as well? Just a simple thing he held delusions about because of some inner desire? His frown deepened, and by now his arm was gleaming beautifully, and if he continued washing it, he'd peel off a layer of skin. He switched to the other arm.
He tried to contact Dark for consolation, but to no avail. In fact, even more worrisome, Daisuke couldn't feel his presence at all in his mind! He panicked. Then was this an entire fantasy? What if Dark and Krad had been his own creation? His heart pounded painfully. Had he dreamt up his best friend?
But then another thought came to mind. If there was no Krad, then that means he could freely go to Satoshi, for his father wouldn't be forcing him to find Dark, thus they could easily be together. He immediately felt guilty about that. It was a rather wicked thought, that if Dark and Krad hadn't existed then the love of his life would be free to be his.
He sighed. It was ludicrous, after all, the only reason why Satoshi had bothered to notice him in the first place was because of Dark and his mission to capture him.
That stung.
Satoshi could have been playing with him the entire time, pretending to like him to get close to Dark so that he could arrest the phantom thief. That actually did sound plausible, since they broke up after the handcuffs.
Daisuke bit his lip, his thoughts swirling around his head. He had to figure out if all that had happened was true, or just a figment of his imagination. Both seemed like ugly prospects at the moment.
He turned off the shower and dried himself off, wincing at the fact that his skin was now raw. He put on some fresh clothes and looked around. It was still morning, and fairly dark, so no one was up yet. He yawned and poured himself some orange juice, sitting down and waiting for someone else to be up.
Daisuke stared blankly at the wall, his thoughts completely white. He no longer could think about what was troubling him, for it was far too complex and confusing, that his mind numbed and left him with only a small amount of brain capacity, which was now being used for "Raise glass to lips. Tip. Take juice in. Don't spill. Swallow. Put glass down."
In fact, he was so absorbed in nothingness, that he didn't hear nor see his mother come in, blink at him, and continue on into the kitchen. It was the smell of bacon that snapped him out of it, and he stood, the empty glass shaking slightly when he steadied himself. "Good morning mom."
"Morning Dai." She said cheerfully, reaching over to hug him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah.. I just had a weird dream…"
"Well those come and go." She said gently, narrowly avoiding some popping grease and flipping the highly fattening strips of meat on its back so that it sizzled delicately. "Breakfast will be ready in a jiffy!"
"Thanks mom." he said automatically, his tone vague. His mind still was recharging from the overload in the shower. Human brains weren't made to think so much, hence the reason why they still believed that they're the only ones in the universe. But that's a different story. Daisuke slowly could feel his intelligence coming back. "Hey mom, how long has it been since we broke up?"
"What do you mean sweetie?" She asked innocently. She knew perfectly well that Daisuke meant Satoshi, but she had decided that if she didn't acknowledge what happened, then it'd be like it hadn't. It was better for "her little Dai" she consoled herself.
"Since… Satoshi and I broke up.." His throat dangerously tightened, so he hurriedly made himself water. He didn't want to start crying.
"I have no idea what you mean Dai." She said, turning off the burner and laying the bacon on four respective plates. "Now eat your breakfast, it's the key to having a good day." She handed him a rather loaded plate with two sunny-side up eggs, four slices of bacon, a slice of cake, some sort of fish and a mound of rice. He looked at it apprehensively, appalled by the amount of food, but he dug in. It helped keep his mind off things.
When he found himself unable to eat any more he set off a little tipsy. He normally didn't eat more than would sustain him, but he had just flat-out committed gluttony. He held his stomach uneasily, riding the tram to school and getting off. It just so happened the first person he saw was Saehara. He gave him a queasy smile as the less attractive but extremely active boy approached.
"Are you okay Daisuke? You look green…" he said, eyeing his friend. He didn't want to be in the way in case he so decided to puke.
"I just ate too much and the ride up here was a little bumpy. I'll settle." he smiled apologetically, as if it was all his fault and that it was okay to blame him should anything happen.
Saehara looked distracted as a certain young lady popped into his view. "I'm sorry Daisuke, I gotta go. Hey Mio!" he called, waving frantically and running towards her.
Daisuke tactfully went the other way so as to avoid any contact. He felt sick as it was. He walked sluggishly towards his locker. He couldn't help but think reproachfully that his mother was wrong, breakfast was the key to a bad day. He just had this strange feeling of dread… Or maybe he simply was feeling bad. Either way, it gave him an ill, ominous feeling.
And it was just like his luck to mess with him and throw him against Satoshi. He crumpled to his knees, shook, and violently threw up.
He could hear his name being called, and the next thing he knew he was apologizing over and over again to Satoshi about splashing his shoes with puke, his face red. Satoshi smiled at him almost kindly, which scared him for that was not something he normally did.
"Don't worry about it." he said softly when the nurse was out of ear shot. "It's only shoes after all. It's better than blood, I don't have a legal remover for that."
Daisuke couldn't help but crack a little smile. "Thanks." he murmured, sipping the water that Satoshi had passed him gratefully. He strangely felt better now that he had spewed out whatever had been distressing his abdominal organ.
He couldn't help but eye him uncertainly, wondering if all had been a dream or if he shouldn't be talking to him at all due to his chronic depression.
Satoshi caught him doing so and abruptly looked away, afraid he'd end up committing the same act Daisuke had tried to pull just yesterday. It was surprising how calm his ex-lover was. He had even smiled at him a bit. He sighed, sorrow enveloping him. Did this mean Daisuke was over him?
He knew it was selfish to want Daisuke to cling to him in a rather pathetic way, but he wanted it still. He wanted Daisuke to hold onto him so that when things got better, he could jump in again. Anger pained him at the thought of Daisuke with another person, while he hid in the shadows. He had a feeling he'd stalk the person down and find a way to break them up. He'd be gentle with Daisuke, but he'd rip the other person apart, limb from limb. That'd teach anyone to go out with what was his.
He blinked, his eyes having flickering gold for a second. Was that his thoughts or was Krad perverting them? "You okay Hiwatari?" He heard Daisuke's faint voice, causing him to snap back to reality.
"Indeed." Satoshi frowned at the usage of his last name. They were no longer in an intimate league then. He felt a stab somewhere in his heart, but he ignored it, for that was not the first. He didn't like the idea that Daisuke was drifting from him, even if he couldn't have him for the time being. "Satoshi, if you will."
"I'm sorry…" Daisuke blinked. So maybe they were on a closer scale like his dream? But if his dream was real, then he would think that Satoshi would be less formal so that they would go their separate ways, never to think of their love affair again. Then he'd get married while Daisuke wallowed in misery… He shook himself. Was he always this positive? He started when the nurse came back in.
"Your mom is going to pick you up this time." She said gently.
Daisuke smiled, now nervous. This time? The last time he had been set to the nurse's office was in that "dream." Was this proof? "Thank you."
She nodded towards him then at Satoshi before going to tend to another patient. Daisuke couldn't help feeling a little bad since the other one seemed to have the measles or something of the other. He was practically falling apart.
He drew his knees up to his chest, careful to make it seem like he wasn't checking out Satoshi. His eyes rummaged over his graceful hands, his delicate lips, his strong posture and the eyes of an abyss. Rapid heartbeat? Check. Sweaty palms? Check. Light head? Check. Nauseous ? Ugh, double check. When did that come back up? He swayed slightly, and he felt Satoshi's light hand fall onto his shoulder to steady him. He leaned toward the bucket, but nothing happened, and his stomach calmed. He smiled at the blunette. "Thank you." He said softly.
Satoshi felt a shiver rise up in his chest, but he conveniently pretended it didn't exist. He could feel that those two simple words meant so much from Daisuke. They spoke of love and forbidden passion. A surge of hate welled in his chest for his father. Damn him and his stupid expectations and plans! He wanted this boy, was that so hard to allow?
He almost leaned over and kissed him right then and there, but of course, he didn't.
Stupid nurse. She can go to hell with his father.
He paused. Violent thoughts again. Was he always like that? He frowned, wondering now if Krad was seriously messing with his mind.
Then a simple thought came into his mind. He wasn't all together sure if it was even his own, but it was there. 'She's going on break in a few minutes, then I could… Then we could meet every so often… just like Krad and Dark…' A little smirk appeared.
Daisuke thought it was one of the sexiest things he had seen in a long time. His body told him so. He quickly ducked under the blankets to hide anything that happened, afraid of getting 'excited.' The nurse noted and asked if he needed another one if he was getting a chill which he politely declined. She nodded, said she was on break, and left, most likely to smoke.
What happened next went so fast, Daisuke's head still spun.
Satoshi crashed his lips onto the red-haired teen's, moving his body over his so that one leg was over each of Daisuke's hips, his hands pushing the boy up from under the blanket.
His eyes widened in surprise, but the process of his brain was saying 'hello idiot, your wish came true, now what are you gonna do about it?' so he gave in quickly, the blanket pooling at his waist as he kissed back. He heard a swish and his eyes opened again, but Satoshi was simply fumbling with the curtain, tugging on it so that it hid them from view.
Much as neither wanted to stop, their lungs gave them nasty messages, forcing them to. Daisuke tried to not look like he was gasping for air as his eyes met Satoshi's. It scared him slightly. He could see the wild lust burning behind his blue eyes, his skin prickling with the electricity of it. He could see no sign of Krad, yet he was worried the blond had something to do with it. But he didn't care. He got what he wanted.
So why was he wasting time thinking?
He moved forward, and they met again, he could feel Satoshi's stimulating fingers slip under his shirt, satisfying the craving his skin held. Yet Daisuke was still hungry, and judging by the eagerness of Satoshi, he wasn't even close to being appeased. He moved his lips to the blunette's neck, whereas Satoshi clamped onto one of his nipples. He let out a squeaky sort of moan, that Satoshi found irresistible. He tugged at the sweater Daisuke was wearing, and vaguely remembered it from early on. He had told Daisuke he had liked that color on him. Well he had kept his promise, he wore it often.
Before either knew it, they were down to boxer shorts, the heat of their bodies steaming the area, the bed getting damp with sweat as Satoshi continuously made Daisuke moan. They were so close… Daisuke's body ached for him, and Satoshi was all too eager to give it to him. Those boxer shorts were to come off…
Then all at once they heard a cough and realized where they were and what they were doing, which quickly resulted in dressing and trying desperately to hide what they had done. The cough had not come from the nurse, no, it came from the kid in the other bed.
Satoshi finally found his voice after an eternity of silence. "Meet me at the park tonight." he whispered. It was soft, Daisuke had to strain his ears to hear it. He disappeared around the curtain, leaving Daisuke confused. It seemed as if nothing had happened at all, but the little sensations that were still coming in waves in his chest and stomach claimed otherwise.
And to his horror his little erection was rather easy to spot.
He squirmed a little, clamping his legs together till it was gone. By then his mother came and home he went. He waited for her to go to sleep, figuring Satoshi would be having the same problems with his father, before nervously going to the park. He walked the perimeter, eyes scanning the area before plopping down on a bench. He was seriously wondering now if Krad and Dark were real. He hadn't heard from the raven haired man all day and Satoshi hadn't spoken of it.
He frowned. He hated this doubt. It pained him that he didn't understand his own mind. But then he heard a little rustling noise which instantly caused him to perk up, and he was right, Satoshi stood before him. He surveyed him critically with sharp blue eyes behind glasses that gleamed from the street lights. Then a smirk formed and he pulled Daisuke to his feet.
The perfect romantic scene unfolded: their lips met and Satoshi tenderly pulled him towards him, his arms wrapping around the red-hair-boy's hips, whereas Daisuke was already opening up to him, one hand curled on Satoshi's chest, the other on his shoulder. They continued, hungry for each other, starved from the days they had been apart. But all at once they were back at the bench, staring ahead and talking.
"He has no idea I'm out…" Satoshi said, his lips curling in a strange sort of smile.
"My mom's asleep…" Daisuke offered.
"I had a feeling you'd wait. I remembered she'd go to sleep around ten each night, so I came shortly after."
"You really are a genius."
"No, simply observant." Satoshi leaned forward, kissing his ear.
Daisuke shuddered, his back prickling from the heat of their bodies connected with the chill of the night. "Are we back together?" he asked softly, nuzzling Satoshi's neck. It was a fairytale, being next to the one he wanted most and not be afraid or depressed or feeling anything but happiness. He was so happy right now, he could burst from the seams! He couldn't help a little smile.
Satoshi caught it. "We'll see…" he said quietly. "But I think so."
Daisuke's smile widened. "I missed you so much…" He squeezed Satoshi's ribs.
"I know." His pale fingers slipped through the red head's hair, kissing his temple. "I couldn't believe it was possible to live without you."
Daisuke couldn't help it, he giggled. "I didn't know you could be such a romantic."
"I am when I'm around you."
No matter what corny lines he was spilling, Daisuke felt giddy and loved. He soaked up every minute of it.
'Hey there, lover boy, pipe down the happiness, others feel like pessimism.' A sullen voice said in his brain. He nearly cried out in joy. Dark was real, so he did have a friend!
'DARK!' He cried out in his mind, squeezing Satoshi who gave him a look and he loosened his grip.
Things were finally looking up.
Author: or are they:evil cackle: Try to update asap this time. I really am sorry about the lack of updates, my stupid classes totally sucked me dry. Stupid AP Bio -.- But anyway, yeah, I was sick a lot and going through a lot of emotional problems. I had to concentrate on my well being first. But I'm all better now, on happy pills and ready to write: )
Edit: ... well now I know how Daisuke feels in many senses of lonliness and rejection... sorry if the next chapter ends up depressing, I write how I feel... so yeah