Inner Demons
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Disclaimer – I own...Matt! *laughs evilly and holds up stick to beat off the copyright guys* Crap..they say I can't keep him ;_;...but he's so hot! _ *reluctantly hands him over* Ja ne Yama-chan ;_;
Crow – Okay, I have to stop writing the long chapters..because they're getting longer and longer. This chapter is like, 28 pages long..longer than most of my own fics for peet's sakes _ Plus it takes so long to do x.x Anyway, hope you like..lots of torture throughout this novel ^^
Elora – D00d! More torture! Your knees will be weak after reading this. Oh, by the way, Hikari fans should be wary of this chapter. Muahaha.
Other Notes – No, we don't hate Hikari or any of the other Digidestined, in fact Crow loves Hikari very much...it just has to go with the mood of the fic. *Coughs* Not love in that way though _ So beware, we like to torture the Digidestined.
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"You're worthless to me."
V-mon looked around, trying to find where the voice was coming from. It seemed to echo around him, cornering him so that he had no way to escape.
"Who are you?" He asked, trying to hide the fear that was rising within him. He may have all these new powers, but without Daisuke, he was nothing. He had promised to always be there for Daisuke, but he would never do those things with an empty heart. He was only following the orders given.
"Worthless..."
The voice was familiar, but he couldn't quiet put his finger on it.
"Who are you?" He cried out again. "Show yourself!"
Nervously looking around in the darkness, he tried to spot any kind of movement. It was then he saw a dark figure in front of him, and it was moving closer. It finally stopped, just before the small amount of light that was shining from god knows where, and stood covered in darkness.
V-mon eyed the shadow curiously. It looked like...
The form stepped into the light, shining on the mask of darkness. V-mon gasped, not able to believe who it was.
"Daisuke!"
Daisuke smirked, his eyes narrowed as they always were. "Its only a amount of time..."
V-mon sat up with a start, heavily breathing. Looking around, he spotted Daisuke resting on the bed he had been given by Archnemon. His eyes were closed and he was breathing steadily. Sighing, V-mon laid back down, remembering the horror of the nightmare. It had been a dream, right? Daisuke would never abandon him like that! He was his only friend!
Closing his eyes, he settled back down and blocked the remanments of the dream out of his head. It would never happen, after all, so what would be the point in worrying about it? With that thought, he drifted back to sleep.
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"No, you idiot!" Shot Mummymon, "Like this!" He closed his eyes, concentrating. Lighting crackled around him, forming a shield of some sorts. I watched, frowning. What power did this fool have to call me an idiot? I decided to brush it off, forgeting it for now. "Now you try."
I shut his eyes, finding every bit of hate deep inside me to help me with this simple spell. It soon worked, and a glowing ball of electricity formed around me. Opening my eyes, I watched it crackle and move. However, nothing was good enough for Mummymon. "Not good enough." He stated, crossing his arms.
I let the shield fall, the anger boiling inside of me. I was about ready to boil over when he felt two arms slip around my waist, holding me fondly. I mentally rolled his eyes, knowing just whom it was. Who else would make my skin crawl and stomach turn like that? There was only one person I could think of.
"Archnemon.." Mummymon greeted her, his cold expression turning to one of kindness.
But she ignored him, much more interested in the boy in her arms. "Its okay Dai-chan," She cooed. "You're not up to your full potential yet. You'll soon get there."
I sighed looking down at V-mon, who had been watching me the whole time. He seemed to know how I felt. Although Archnemon would be called my 'lover', as she liked to put it, she was more like a mother to me. An overprotective mother, which I didn't need or want.
I felt her nibbling at the back of my neck, her teeth gently biting at the flesh, and I mentally shivered again. Why did I put up with this? It wasn't as if I needed them. They were nothing to me.
I felt my stomach turn again and pulled away from her grasp. "You keep telling me I'm not at my full potential..but when in the hell will I be?" I glared at both of them.
There was only silence.
Archnemon stepped foreword. "Daisuke..you have to keep training under our protection. Only then will you be at your greatest strength."
"You know, I'm getting pretty sick of all this baby talk. I'm not a baby, and I shouldn't be treated as one. I want to be able to go where I want, and when I want, no questions answered. I have a life, and I want to live it. I don't want to be spending all my time here with you losers."
Archnemon mustn't of heard the loser part, for she took another step towards me, the same look of love in her eyes. I took a step away, letting her know I didn't want to be touched right now. Or ever, in that matter.
"He's right you know, he should be free to do what he wants."
My gaze flicked to Mummymon, and I knew what he was planning. Get me out of the way and he could have Archnemon all to himself. For gods sakes, you can have her for all I care.
I nodded silently. "And I choose to go home for a while. My family probably noticed I've been gone by now." V-mon eyed me, he knew I was telling a lie. My family would never notice me gone. But I had other plans in mind. Evil mind games..which was going to be the most fun I've had yet.
Mummymon put his arm around her, trying to get her to see his view, and mine. "But.." She protested.
"No buts. Beside, we need some time off from training. He's been working too hard."
I nodded silently in agreement, anything to get me out of this place. He motioned for me to leave, and started to lead Archnemon away, as she protested. I felt a smile form across my face, and it felt weird to feel my face lift like that. I hadn't smiled in a while, my face was always stuck in evil mode. But now I was free to do whatever I wanted, at least for now, and I had plans to carry out. Turning, I left with V-mon following me close behind.
It was time to return to the real world.
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Miyako twirled her pencil around between her fingers, unable to keep her mind on the project in front of her. Her mother had insisted on her finishing her term project before she went outside. But being a term project, it was long and boring. Boring wasn't something Miyako could handle. She had always been the one who couldn't sit still for any amount of time, and to her, this was torture.
So it was only natural that she would be the first one to jump and run for the phone as it rang. Anything to get a bit of time away from the books, right? She grinned silently to herself as she picked up the phone.
"Hello? Miyako Inoue speaking." She chirped, in her normally happy mood.
There was no sound on the other end of the phone.
She frowned, deciding that maybe the person hadn't heard her. "Hello? Miyako speaking!"
Still no answer.
She shrugged, hanging up the phone in disappointment, and walked back over to the couch. Picking up her books, she slumped back down and continued to stare at the blank page that was supposed to be her project.
It was then that the phone started ringing once again. Sighing, she set her books down once again, and walked over to pick up the phone.
"Hello, Inoue residence." She stated once again, only to have silence follow.
"Helllllllllllooooooo?????" She said, irritation in her voice.
It was then that the husk breathing began, clearly letting her know that there was someone there. She frowned, remembering some of the old horror movies she had seen. It always started out with some prankster or idiot making stupid phone calls or something.
"Listen whoever you are, I know you're there! I can hear your breathing!" She glared silently. "Is that you Takeru? Iori? Its not funny!" With that she slammed the phone down, and started back to the couch.
She was once again interrupted by the phone ringing.
"Argh!" She cried helplessly, making her way back to the phone.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" She yelled into the phone angrily.
"Miyako? Is that you?" Came a female voice.
The anger melted down quickly. "Sorry, mother."
"What a way to answer the phone." Her mother sighed on the other end. "Anyway, I just wanted to tell you I'll be out a bit later than I expected. Car troubles. Are you okay with that?"
"Sure, mom."
"I'll pick up something to eat on the way home, so don't worry about dinner."
"Thanks."
"See you later, hun."
"Ja ne."
She hung up, feeling a bit better. At least the person had stopped calling, and the sound of her mother's voice soothed her somehow. Walking back over to the couch, she was just about to sit when the phone rang once again. Thinking it was her mother, who must of forgot to tell her something she picked it up happily.
"Mother, did you forget something again?"
"I'm not your mother." Hissed a voice, a voice she remembered clearly.
"D-Daisuke?" She squeaked, fear rising through her.
"Well, good guess. Never expected you to be so smart!"
"W-what do you want?" She stammered, ignoring his comment.
"What do I want? What do I want? I want you to pay for everything you've done. Anyone you've hurt." He hissed, sending chills down her spine.
"Hey!" She felt her mouth take over once more. "I don't need to take this!" Slamming the phone back down, she looked down and spotted the chord to the telephone. She bent down and pulled it out of the wall, a smile forming on her face. Daisuke's not all that tough..or scary.
But as the phone eerily started to ring once more, her heart stopped. The chord was visibly on the floor next to her, so how could the phone be ringing? Slowly, she reached and picked up the phone.
"H-hello?" She asked quietly, fear raking through her.
"Thought you could get rid of me, didn't you?"
Miyako's eyes opened wide.
"Well its not going to be that easy!"
With that, a chorus of evil laughter floated through the phone, and Miyako dropped it, running to her room and locking the door behind her.
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Iori sat on his bed, quietly reading from on of his favorite books while relaxing in the sunlight shining through his bedroom window and talking to Upamon, who sat beside him.
"Do you think we'll ever see V-mon again?" Questioned Upamon, jumping up and down beside Iori. It was clear that Upamon wasn't in the quiet mood.
Iori, looking up from his book, smiled. "I'm sure we will. Daisuke too."
"You think so?"
Iori nodded. "I know so."
The small Digimon stopped bouncing and looked up at Iori with big black eyes. "How do you know? Did someone tell you? How come they didn't tell me?"
Iori couldn't help but laugh. "I just know."
Upamon continued to stare at him, his black marble eyes open in curiosity. It was then that a chill filled the room, making Iori shudder. Looking up from his book once more, he looked around the room, looking for the source of the coldness. Shrugging, he turned back to his book, only to get the daylights scarred out of him as his window flew open, the a cold breeze blowing in.
"Well, that explains the coldness." He sighed, laying down his book and making his way over to close the window. Looking outside, he glanced down at the street below. It was oddly quiet, with no birds or city noises. He ignored that too, closing the window and turning back to his bed.
"You'll never see V-mon or Daisuke again."
Iori looked at his partner as he flopped back down into his comfortable position. "Upamon, don't say such things! Of course we will!"
"Maybe when hell freezes over." Stated Upamon, his voice as cold as ice.
Iori blinked. "What's with you Upamon? Is something wrong?"
The small Digimon snickered coldly. "Nothing's wrong with me. I just finally realized what a loser you are."
Iori sat up, watching his partner carefully. He blinked as he saw a blaze of red in those small eyes, and decided he was seeing things. "Upamon?"
"Upamon is no more!" The small Digimon roared, jumping at Iori's chest. The impact was hard enough to make Iori fall off the bed, and he landed on the floor with a thump.
"Oww..Upamon!" He groaned, rubbing his head.
"Upamon is no more." Upamon stated, sitting on Iori's chest and glaring down at him. "You may call me..." His voiced changed once more, to one very well recognized. "Daisuke!"
Iori froze, his eyes opening wide.
The Digimon, well, Daisuke, snickered again. "What's the matter Iori? You look like you've seen a ghost!"
Iori managed to push Upamon off, backing up into the corner. "Don't come any closer.." He shuddered.
The small Digimon, that had once been his partner, shuffled closer, those same reddish-black eyes staring at him intently.
Iori clenched his eyes shut, his arms flailing out to protect himself. "NO! DAISUKE! STAY AWAY!"
"I'm going to get you Iori. One of these days there will be nobody to protect you."
Iori cried out once again as the Digimon came closer. "NO! STOP! GET AWAY!"
"Iori?" Asked a small, confused voice.
He looked down to see Upamon staring up at him, a confused look on his face. "What's going on? What happened?"
"You mean...you don't remember?" Iori hesitated, wondering if this was a trap.
Upamon shook his head, clearly confused. "All I remember is you falling asleep, and then you started talking.."
Iori frowned. "But it seemed so real..."
So, so real...----------
"For you, malady." Takeru bowed, holding out a single rose for his girlfriend.
Hikari giggled, taking the delicate flower in her hand, and watching Takeru grin at her.
"Don't I get a thanks?"
She smiled up at him, carefully stepping up onto her tipi toes and planting a soft kiss on his mouth. She felt him return the kiss, and pull her closer.
Slut.Hikari quickly backed away, those words still echoing through her head. Looking back at Takeru, she saw both a confused and disappointed look on his face. "Sorry Takeru." She whispered, looking at the pavement below.
Takeru nodded to himself silently, knowing Hikari was still a bit upset. "Its okay Kari-chan."
She forced a smile, and he took her hand and began leading her down the busy street. They were just after having a small date, which consisted of a walk through the park together, and were now on their way home.
"Hey Kari-chan, aren't those nice?"
Takeru stopped in front of a store window, pointing in. Hikari stopped also, following his finger to the merchandise inside. All sorts of beautiful rings lay there, and her eyes brightened at the sight of jewelry, which she couldn't resist.
Takeru smiled to himself. I know something that will make her feel better...
Gently pulling her hand, he led her into the store, where they could have a better look. From the inside, they could see that the store was full of different kind of silvers, gold, and other things.
"May I help you?"
Takeru looked up to see a woman, probably in her forties, watching the kids closely. Not many kids came into jewelry stores, and most of them were there to steal.
"Yeah, I'm looking for something for me girlfriend here." Takeru stated, pointing at Hikari, who blushed slightly.
The woman nodded her face brightening. "I know just the thing."
Takeru followed the lady to a display case, which wasn't all that far from where they were.
"These are promise rings, you make a promise when you give it to the one you love."
Takeru nodded. Its almost as if she read my mind. This is exactly what I wanted for Hikari!
Hikari was already looking at the rings, slowly making her way around the case. She was half way around when she saw a beautiful ring with a lovely pink stone. It would fit her perfectly...if only for the price.
"Takeru, these cost too much. I don't want you to spend that much money.." She frowned.
He put his arm around her. "It doesn't matter the price, its for you after all. And you're worth everything."
Hikari smiled at him. "Thanks."
"So, you want the pink one?" Asked the lady, opening the case.
Hikari nodded in reply.
As the lady took it out and handed it to Takeru, he dramatically got on his knees in front of his beloved. "This Kari, is my promise to you," He stated quietly, taking her hand in his, and placing the ring on a finger. "I promise to protect you from now on, no matter what. Nobody will ever harm you again. And I promise to love you forever more."
Hikari smiled, her eyes watering. "Oh Takeru!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the boy.
From outside, a dark figure watched, frowning. When out looking for the next Digidestined to torture, he hadn't expected to see this. From what he'd seen so far, they hadn't even cared he was gone, and it seemed like they didn't even care what he did too him.
Its obvious that Hikari never got the message..maybe I should beat it into her head a little more, he smiled. And as for Takeru, he'll be seeing me – well, maybe not - a lot sooner.
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- Although totally happy, without a care in the world, Takeru felt a shiver go down through him; an eerie feeling as if he was being watched. Shrugging it off, he continued to watch his beloved and the old lady talk. They seemed to have gotten into a conversation about diamonds and their lowest prices.
That's girls for you...He thought, frowning mentally, trying to shake the feeling away. But the feeling stayed, sending ripples of shivers through him every few seconds. It was the shift of light in the window that made him look up, and what he saw made his heart stop.
There, claws outstretched, stood Devimon outside the window, Takeru's worst nightmare. Takeru stood staring, unable to move for the fear that froze him. If Devimon was here, he would surely take Takeru on since both him and Angemon were the ones to destroy him, wouldn't he?
"Hik--kari.." He whispered helplessly, shifting his eyes towards her.
Hikari frowned and looked up. He's supposed to call me Kari-chan..I told him I loved that pet name. "Hmm?"
Takeru looked back at the window, expecting to see Devimon once more, but only saw nothing. Devimon had disappeared in a blink of an eye, without a trace.
Takeru's heart started moving again and he tried his best to calm down. Must of been the light or something...
"Nothing Kari-chan." He smiled at her.
Hikari raised an eyebrow, studying him. She'd known him all her life, and she could tell when something was troubling him. "Are you sure? You seem jumpy. How about we go get some ice cream, it's on me."
Takeru forced a smile. "Sure."
Taking his hand in her's, they headed out of the store. As they walked, Takeru looked back to the window, just to make sure it was him who was making up things. There's nothing there...so stop worrying!
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"So Takeru-chan, what flavor do you want?" Hikari asked, licking at a vanilla cone that she had just purchased.
"Hmmm," He studied the selection, "I think I'll have the same as you."
The man handed Takeru the cone, and Hikari paid.
Takeru once again took Hikari's hand, his ice cream in the other, and begun walking her home. He licked at it silently, other things in mind. Ever since he had seen that shadow, which he was sure was a figment of his imagination, his mind was whirling in all different directions, and memories were once again being stirred up.
"Takeru! Where are you going!"
Takeru snapped out of it to find themselves in front of a busy intersection, where cars where whizzing by as fast as they were permitted to go. He had just taken a step down off the crosswalk, ready to walk across in the traffic. Hurriedly, he stepped back.
"Takeru...are you sure you're okay?" She asked quietly over the sound of the cars.
He nodded, looking at the lights in front of them and waiting for them to change color.
Okay Takeru, it's time to snap out of it...snap out of it!
It was then that he noticed the dark figure watching him across the road. He once again froze, his ice cream dropping to the concrete below.
Devimon....I wasn't seeing things!
"Takeru-chan?! Takeru-chan!"
He ignored Hikari's pleads, his attention stuck on the form in front of him. Devimon was smirking, that evil smile of his that told his enemies he was up to something. Takeru watched as Devimon took a step onto the road, the cars and vehicles not even seeing him. In fact, a car passed right through him.
Takeru managed to take a step backwards, letting go of Hikari's hands as she still pleaded with him to answer.
"I'm the only one who can see him..."
"See WHO?!" She cried.
Takeru shook his head, taking another step back.
"I've got to go!" He cried, whirling around and making a run for it as if he was being chased.
Hikari watched, both puzzled and afraid. I should chase after him...but he's way too fast for me. She sighed, turning back to the road. I'll call him when I get home and see if he's alright.
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Daisuke sat on a limb of a tree, watching Hikari walk down the street. She was next in line, and he had the perfect plan for her.
"She's going to learn what she truly is, once and for all."
He snickered to himself at the thought of Takeru. Looks like he broke his promise already. Poor, poor...He couldn't help but congratulate himself again. He ran home like a baby! Who'd ever thought that Mr. Popularity would wet his pants like that? And now its your turn, Hikari. You're going to go home crying once more, and this time your sweet little Takeru-chan won't be there to comfort you.
Jumping down from the limb, his magic enabled him to disappear before he even hit the ground.
Oh sweet revenge...
It didn't take long to catch up with Hikari, she was walking home slow today.
Of course, she's thinking about her hunny buns. If the person who you loved freaked out over his imagination and ran home like a sook, you'd be too. Too bad I don't have to worry about others. There's no such thing as love, and I'll never let those feelings consume my life anymore. Nobody loves me, so why should I love them?He frowned to himself, walking right behind Hikari unnoticed. Of course there's always Archnemon...but she's consumed by it, and soon it will destroy her. She's letting petty things take over her life. Besides, its nothing big, because I'm just playing along with her. If only she'd realize that and get over it. She makes me sick...
Stepping up close to Hikari, he leaned in enough to whisper close to her ear, and with the help of magic, he made it echo around her.
"Slut." Was the only word he said, which made her freeze in her tracks. It was all he had to do to get revenge, with the help of the magic of course. The only person who could hear it was Hikari, and only he could stop the whispering.
He watched as she looked around franticly, trying to find the source of the voice, with no avail.
Sorry Kari-chan, he snickered, it's all in your head.
"Who..who's there?" She managed to choke out weakly, eyes darting in every direction.
Hmm...should I reveal myself? It would really help in this case, and then I could beat it into her a few times...but I was going to leave my appearance for last. These fools aren't worthy enough to see me here in the real world. An idea came to mind. She doesn't have to...
With a snap of his fingers, the whispering in Hikari's head stopped, and she dropped to the ground in tears.
"Why are you doing this? Who are you?"
"Your worst nightmare." He hissed, letting her hear only his voice.
"D-Daisuke?" She whispered, her eyes widening in fear.
"Bingo! Let's give her a prize!" He slapped her across the face, making her topple over.
She tried to get up, steadying herself on her left arm, and carefully rubbed the side of her face, which was turning bright read from the slap he had given her.
"You really are something, you know." He said coldly, walking around the fallen Digidestined.
"What...do you mean?" She tried to act calm, but her voice showed the fear.
He continued to walk around her, unnoticed. "Even after the little battle, if you'd even call it that, you're still parading around with Takeru wrapped around your finger." He reached down, taking her hand and studying the new ring. "And when I say it this time, I mean it."
She stood up, jerking her hand away from the invisible force. "Just leave me alone!" She cried into thin air.
"Oh, I will. As soon as you get it through you're head what you are."
"What am I?" She froze, already knowing the answer.
"A slut, Hikari. Always have been always will be, got it?"
She shook her head. "I'm...not!"
"Do I really have to beat it into your head? I want you to say it yourself!"
"Never!"
He swung at her again, connecting his palm on the same cheek he had slapped her on last time. Her head swung back with the impact.
"Now say it."
Tears stained her cheeks, making the red one visible. It was clearly beginning to swell.
"I...can't!" She sobbed.
This deserved another slap, sending her to her knees once more.
"Say it, Hikari."
"Please...stop the pain.." She begged.
Another slap. "I'll let you go once you admit it! I want to beat the word into you so you know your place in the world."
"I'm...I'm a slut okay! A dirty slut!" She cried.
Daisuke smiled to himself. "Very well, Hikari. You remember that, and don't forget it." A second past, and he watched her break down into tears. "You're free to go."
He walked away, leaving her crying her eyes out, which had been the ultimate goal in the first place.
Four down, one more to go.----------
Ken Ichijouji sat with his mother and father outside of a small restaurant, enjoying the good weather and setting sun. They had just sit down when the waiter had given them their table menus so they could pick whatever they wanted, but had ordered pizza as soon as he was ready to take their orders. Now they were waiting for the pizza to cook, and chatting normally.
It's great to be part of the family again, ever since I opened up, I've felt more wanted and loved. The only problem now is Daisuke... He sighed. I wonder where he is...
It didn't take long for his thoughts to be answered.
"Is this seat taken?"
Ken looked up to see him, the love of his life, just as he always had been before the whole darkness ideal. Daisuke was dressed in his normal clothes, the same vest and everything, with a grin on his face.
"Hey Daisuke, sure you can sit here!" Ken's mother chirped.
He deliberately sat next to Ken, who was still too stunned to keep his eyes off of the boy in front of him. Its a trick...it has to be. Daisuke is evil now...
But as he watched the boy chat happily with his parents, he relaxed. It was obvious he wasn't going to try anything with Ken's parents there.
"So Daisuke, I've heard you made some new friends or sorts." Mrs. Ichijouji brought it up, the subject, well, lie, that Ken had told her, and Ken pretended to look off at something else.
Daisuke raised an eyebrow, glancing at Ken. So this is how they explain me to everybody else...I got in with the 'wrong crowd', huh? He caught Ken's eyes for a moment, and held them. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."
Mrs. Ichijouji nodded, feeling the tension that was going through both her son and Daisuke.
"Well, don't let it change the way you were. You're such a nice boy." She brightened.
Daisuke nodded, turning his gaze back to her. Too late for that... "I won't." He promised, fingers crossed.
"Will you be joining us for a slice of pizza?" Asked Ken's father.
Daisuke shook his head. "I don't want to intrude. I only want to have a talk with Ken." He smiled oh-so-gently, showing innocence in his words.
Mr. Ichijouji nodded, smiling. "Then you have our permission to take him from us for a while, so you two can have a private conversation without us nosey parents listening."
Daisuke stood, bowing. "Thank you Mr. Ichijouji."
Ken stood also, wondering what was in store for him. Was Daisuke really okay now or was this all a trick? Did he really want to talk or was he going to pull another evil job on him? Even so, Ken followed Daisuke, who soon pushed him into an empty ally way. Daisuke's clothes immediately disappeared and was replaced by his darker clothes, letting Ken know he meant business.
Ken backed up against the brick wall, watching Daisuke closely. "What do you want?"
"Lets skip all the bull," Daisuke said calmly, inspecting his hands as if this meant nothing to him, "And cut right to the chase. You see, I fooled around with the others because at the moment, I had all the time in the world. Now, however, I have to return home to my new family, as I suppose you could call them, because the spider will be worrying soon."
"You-you saw the others?" Questioned Ken, trying to sound calm also. "What did you do to them?"
Daisuke continued to inspect his hand in a bored fashion. "Nothing much, a few voices here, a few illusions there...anything that would truly frighten them." With that, Daisuke's eyes flicked up, meeting Ken's, and Ken soon found arms on both sides of his head, Daisuke leaning close – very close. "And guess what," He whispered, "You're next."
Ken couldn't help but stare into those eyes, ones that had once held emotions of love and joy, that only held hate and despair in them now. Once upon a time, he could get lost in those eyes, and at one time, he had hoped he could have been lost forever. But those days were over now.
"You see," Daisuke shifted his eyes as he gently ran a finger down Ken's chest and felt the other boy relax into it, "I can read minds, and I know what you're thinking."
Ken's cheeks turned a shade of red as he blushed silently. How can he know..?
"Oh, but I do know." Stated Daisuke, once again looking directly into Ken's eyes.
He's lying...he's trying to get to me.."Is-is that so?" Ken asked, his voice breaking slightly. He soon found Daisuke's head close to his – very close.
"Keep telling yourself that, but you know its true. I know your deepest and darkest secrets, even your weaknesses. Hikari has her goodie-goodie thing going on, covering her true self, Takeru has the darkness, Miyako and her stupid popularity – everyone has weaknesses."
Ken was as tight to the wall as he could go, and Daisuke was still too close for comfort. "Yeah, then what's mine?"
A smirk formed across Daisuke's face and he leaned in, roughly kissing Ken on the lips and placing his arms around Ken's chest and upper body. He could feel the other boy's legs weakening at his touch, and knew that he was getting to him. Once the other boy started kissing back, wanting to deepen it, but Daisuke broke it off, leaving him wanting more. He leaned further in, enough to whisper to Ken.
"Your weakness is me."
Daisuke turned and walked out of the alleyway, running an arm across his mouth to stop the tingling feeling. Although that was so wrong...it just felt so...incredibly right...Ugh, that boy disgusts me.
"You're right, everybody has weaknesses, even you."
Daisuke snorted, turning around once more to see the fallen boy. "If you ever find one, do tell me. So far I haven't found the slightest problem."
Daisuke then kicked the now-kneeling Ken very hard in the chest, knocking him backwards, and leaving Ken in excruciating pain.
With that, he turned and walked off into the sunset, leaving poor Ken to sort out the feelings he was going through, not to mention the feeling of a broken rib. He wearily climbed to his feet, and slouched against a wall, breathing hard because of Daisuke's kick. Although he was feeling hate and remorse, he was also feeling love. He loved Daisuke, no matter what he did, and nothing would change that. But there was something in that kiss...a longing of some sort, but for what? Was it love? Compassion? Someone to take away the pain and loneliness? It would be up to Ken to find out, and Daisuke's last words had gave him more courage than he thought he'd ever feel.
One day, Daisuke, you'll find you're way back. You said so yourself, everyone has weaknesses, and now all I have to do is find yours...before it destroys you.- Hmm..lots of torture, ne? More to come, so stay tuned for the next chapter. And remember, reviewing always helps ^^