He waited for hours, still having the foolish hope Satoshi would appear out of nowhere as if nothing had happened. Or wake up from this nightmare, with his older friend just being there, wearing a fragile smile. But as time passed slowly this selfish wish became more and more irealistic. Next to himself and his other halve, who was waiting with certain patience, there was nothing, not a living soul around.
Although good at hiding it, Dark was also in grieve. He could not sense the presence of his opposite, which, hidden by his pride, pained him. Also, losing 'blue freak Hiwatari' felt like a punch in the stomach for him. But, by far, the most painful experience for Dark was seeing the still, if only a little, hopeful expression on Daisuke's face.
"Let's go... He isn't coming..." Dark turned around.
"Dark!" Daisuke's voice was twisted: sorrowful, angry, insecure and that horrible last bit of hope.
"He isn't coming anymore, Daisuke…" Dark's voice sounded annoyed, but serious.
"He is! I'm sure he is!" Daisuke's voice was shaking. His vision was blurry. He was confused. His body felt numb and he couldn't even feel the many tears on his face. "I know! He must be in trouble! We have to dig him out! That's the first thing he'd do when I'd be in trouble too!" Again, Dark had to keep Daisuke down.
"Daisuke, stop this behaviour. Your mind's unstable! Stop this at once, he won't come back, even if you do this!"
Daisuke hitted Dark off. "What do you know!? You have no idea how I feel!! Only Satoshi could understand the way I feel! And now he's gone! Do you even know what that's like!? Losing the only person you trust and believe!? Satoshi is--"
Daisuke felt something hit his cheek. Dark had slapped him in the face.
"Stop this Daisuke…. It's unsightly…" Dark looked cold. "Yes, I don't know what it's like to lose someone that precious…. I didn't had such people in the first place…" 400 years of pain pierced into Daisuke's eyes. Dark looked empty. Not sad. Not angry. Just empty. For all those years, Dark had seen many, MANY people die.
And Daisuke understood. Dark HAD lost his most important person.
'I made him lost myself.'
There was no one else who even could be: Krad.
"hey?... Shiroi-chan?..."
"Hai… Kuroi-kun…"
"Shiroi-chan, what is the world behind our world like?..."
"I don't know…"
"I wonder…"
"We don't need to know…"
"But-…"
"sshhhh……"
Two young children, as one child, engulfed with the light and snow.
They are one.
They are two.
They are together.
They are alone.
The right one was coffered in black and silver
The left one in white and gold.
The white one embraced the back of the black one. He gently whispered:
"Kuroi-kun…"
Kuroi closed his eyes. He was happy.
Their world did not needed more then two.
Not more then one.
"Don't ever leave me, Kuroi…"
"I won't… Shiroi…"
"I'll wait…" Daisuke whispered. Dark looked up.
"I won't give up. I'll wait for ever if I have too." Daisuke looked to the rubble. His face was determent. But not the breakable foolish hope from before. Daisuke was serious.
"Even if I'd die on this place, I would wait. I would always hope for Satoshi to come back. Because… if I lose hope in him… who will still have hope in him?" Darks face was shocked.
"I will believe in Satoshi for ever. I will never give up on him. Even if I have to become the demon himself I will not give up on him." Daisuke's words pierced in Dark's heart.
Dark wanted to reach his hand out to the red haired boy. "Daisuke, I—" but he could never finish.
"…………..-suke!..." it sounded in a far distance. Daisuke looked up. Sound couldn't escape his mouth. He could only stare ahead of him.
"………Daisuke!... Daisuke! I found her!... I have Hio back!"
A shy, watery smile appeared on Daisuke's face. "…………Satoshi…."
SQUEE!! I think this is one of my best chaps ever. I had writen this chapter before, but I lost it somewhere +cry+ so I had to write it all over again. but i'm sorta glad I did, since the shiroiXkuroi wasn't in it at first. everyone realized who they were I hope?
for the slowpokes: it's a conversation of the Koku Yoku to itself. this chapter also made me have a conclusion of how I should end the story (read: let Krad have his way).
it is somewhat ispired by the hitachiin twins of Ouran Highschool Host Club (one of my favorite animes). though they're pretty twisted, they're so cute!
tnx for reading up till now +bow+ please R&R if you feel like it.