[The Pieces of You] Samsara Chapter Nine: Kisses of Blood
(Lyrics by Jewel, song is: Innocence Maintained... did you know Jewel has a CD called "Pieces of You"? I didn't. Yes, that was a kwinkydink)
{ ophelia drowned in the water / crushed by her own weight }
Ken raced along the crowded sidewalk, cursing silently to himself. Not bothering to check if the stranger he had run into was okay, Ken continued his way, getting him closer and closer to Dai's apartment.
//Is that was Kari had planned? Making it seem like we were involved?! I'll never forgive her if Dai dies!\
Pushing all thoughts from his worried mind, Ken pushed his ragged body into the final stretch of his course. He had been running nearly all day, and its' effort had started to take a toll on him. The people around him and in front of him had already gathered that something was desperately wrong and had kindly made a path for him, that way, no one got hurt. Ken could already feel the burns coming from his side and lungs, making the journey harder.
//What if I don't get there in time? What if Dai wasn't even there?\ So many different thoughts began to rush themselves and infiltrate Ken's mind. Ken suddenly felt as though everything was falling into place. Was this destiny? Was this what Kari had planned? To destroy Davis's hopes through Ken? Was this how things were going to...
//STOP IT KEN! This is no time to be focusing on fucking what if's. If you think of what could be, you won't be able to help what really will be!\ Ken angrily reprimanded himself, not stopping as he slapped himself. His focus soon was placed on making the steps. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Stop.
Breathless and ragged, Ken halted, in front of Davis's apartment complex.
//Please be here!! I have so much I need to tell you! Don't do anything rash, Dai!\
{ hitler loved little blue-eyed boys / and it drove him to hate / birds always grow silent before the night descends / 'cause nature has a funny way of breaking what does not bend }
Cut. Cut. Cut. Cut. Cut. Six new cuts were drawn lazily across the tan skin, their large kisses blossoming out into flowing red streams, delicately tainting a pool of clear water that lay beneath him.
"What does he care? He *cut* lied! He fucking lied! He was with Hikari all along. They were kissing *cut* for so long. Why Ken, why? TELL ME! Ken, god dammit! I love you. I love you. I *cut* love you? Why does everything have to be so painful? Why can't you let me be, God? Why?! Stop laughing! Stop it! Please!! Don't laugh at me! Stop *cut* mocking me! Why are you doing this to me? Is this all part of your big plan, your blue print for the good of society? Did you do this to me for everyone else's *cut* benefit? ARE YOU ENJOYING THIS??" Davis screamed at the mirror, the cuts scrambling to close, but stopped by the blossoming flow of blood. Drip. Drip. Drip. It was close now. So refreshingly close. The blood was curling protectively around his arm and wrist, kissing him, licking him, making sure he was here. A silent tear found it's way into the orgy of blood and flesh, metal and material.
{ a hero's torso built of steel and novocain / his heart a bitter beat inside a bloodless frame / there was a hole inside his soul a manicure could not fill / so he found himself a whore to love / while daisies choked in the window sill }
" I don't understand it. Why? Why? Why? Why did he lie? Ken... I love you, but now I'm confused. You're everything I hate, yet everything I love. The smile, the way the sunlight catches on your fine hair, your confusion of moral, evil and good fighting a constant battle inside you. The battle rages in you and me both. I always wanted it to end, just like you wanted yours to end as well. We're now walking in circles, the world between us, yet somehow I can feel in standing in the middle time stopped and sitting down. It came down to nothing, the sides of war all around, you and me in the center. We were trapped on our little island of despair and moral depression, each of us fighting to decide which one was right. Such faith I used to hold when we would cling to each other. Now, the clinging has ended. Your arms aren't going to encircle my pitiful being," Daisuke muttered to himself, the wretched passion of heaven and hell tempting him.
{we've made houses for hatred / it's time we made a place / where people's souls may be seen and made safe / be careful with each other / these fragile flames / for innocence can't be lost / it just needs to be maintained}
Cutting is so similar to love and sex. It is so passionate and fulfilling whilst it lasts, but in the end, all you're left with is a dead end, trapping you from normalcy and wishing for more and more. The kisses of blood soon faded, their pleasure made and used. With one last glace at his reflection, Davis fell to the floor, eyes rolling to the side.
Ken reached the Motomoyia's front door and threw it open, leaving it open and barging into the house. Not bothering with his shoes, Ken nearly had to crawl around the house in search of Dai.
"Dai! Dai!" Ken cried out into the apartment, his voice barely working and understandable. Collapsing to the floor, Ken feel just outside the bathroom, a strange sensation of sleep and fatigue overpowering his senses. Weary as he was, Ken peered into the bathroom and began to drag himself along the tiles, over to the fallen body.
"Dai! no..." Ken's horse voice filtered into the air. Gritting his teeth, Ken pulled himself and Dai up off the floor. His muscles screamed in agony, each begging for rest, but Ken would have none of it. Grabbing the first aid kit and wetting a washcloth took little time after propping Davis up against the toilet.
{ a small town in ohio / two boys are filled with violence / and darkness spreads its legs for hate and ignorance / we are given to a god to put our faith therein / but to be forgiven, we must first believe in sin }
Davis awoke quietly, a dull and annoying throbbing coming from his wrists. A few blinks and Dai's chocolate eyes searched downwards until they reached the bandages that hid his sins. The bandages that hid his kisses. Slowly, the boy sat up and took in his surroundings. He found himself staring at his room, the curtains drawn and a boy sprawled across the dirty laundry that had created a bed. Ken.
God he was beautiful, in every way, shape and form. What would it be like if Dai curled up...Davis immediately threw the thought from his mind, the memories of yesterday returning. Closing his eyes was all it took to relive the memory. Ken, Hikari, on the bridge, surrounded by a crowd. They kissed and people cheered. Davis felt the shattering, again. Stopping the movie would only take a moment, and only one last kiss.
Silently, Davis started to get up, but found himself weighed down by a pair of strong arms circled around his waist. A pair of familiar arms... Ken!? No!
{ we've made houses for hatred / it's time we made a place / where people's souls may be seen and made safe / be careful with each other / these fragile flames / for innocence can't be lost / it just needs to be maintained }
"Don't you dare Motomoyia! Don't you even dare! Don't!" Ken whispered fiercely into the nape of his neck.
"What do you care, liar!? You kissed her!" Davis cried, tugging at Ken's arms.
"She kissed me! I swear to you! Please believe me!" Ken sobbed, burying his face into Dai's back.
"What were you doing with her in the first place!?" Davis persisted, trying to ignore Ken's sobs.
"She was on the top of the bridge, ready to jump! I may hate her what she's done to you, but I don't want her to die! I don't want anyone to die! I don't want death... It took Sam away...please Dai, believe me! I can't loose you! I can't loose anyone! I wouldn't be able to live without you Dai, please! I beg you! Don't do it! Don't leave me alone! I need you, Davis...please," Ken told his crush, the cries continuing and overtaking his body.
" I can't believe you! You two were kissing!" Davis cried, wrenching free of Ken's grip.
{ i want to live bravely
and love without fear / i want always to feel the wings of grace near / we all
will be christed when we hear ourselves say / we are that to which we pray
we've made houses for hatred / it's time we made a place / where people's souls
may be seen and made safe / be careful with each other / these fragile flames }
Ken now curled up into a tiny little ball, rocking back and forth on the bed, crying his eyes out and muttering to himself. Davis stood there for a moment, dumbstruck at the sight. Davis had never seen Ken like this, and never thought he would.
"I don't love her! I don't love her at all! Can't you see it? Can't you?" Ken said suddenly, his voice strangely calm.
Dai found his voice caught in his throat as Ken started a new mantra:
"I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You. I Love You." was all that was heard. Hearing those words, everything came crashing down on Davis. Why did he have to be so fucking stupid! Of course! Kari had set Ken up, making it look like Ken was in love with her just to do this to Davis. And * he * just had to go and do this to Ken!
Ken stopped rocking as he felt himself being drawn into a set of arms.
{ we've built houses for hatred / it's time we made a place / where people's souls may be seen and made safe / be careful with each other / these fragile flames / for innocence can't be lost / it just needs to be maintained }
"I'm sorry Ken, I'm so sorry. I'm so stupid," Davis whispered, forcing Ken's legs down and sitting on the boy's lap. No words were emitted from Ken's throat, only a queer whimper. Gently, Davis reached out and lifted Ken's head up, kissing the swollen lips. Ken was shocked for a moment, feeling Davis slide his tongue into his mouth and Dai place his hands on his hips, pulling them closer together. Ken soon found his tongue joining in on the dance, fighting and rubbing against Davis's tongue. Pale hands found themselves wrapping around Dai's neck, making the kiss longer.
It was a moment more before they pulled apart, looking into each other's eyes.
"I love you," was all Davis could say.
(End of Book One)
an: don't worry, there is more....that is if you want more!
