Light Under Darkness
I dooon't own the characteeerss... And I'm still not good to write English, so try to be gentel, okay...?
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Next night, Dark was kind of scared to leave home for a gig. But for his good, he didn't see Sachiko. After a week, he even went to look at her house. But her room was empty and the window was open. Dark sighed.
~
Dark didn't see Sachiko within the next month. She had finally believed him - and stood out of everything dangrerous. Dark was happy, but also unsure. He knew Sachiko was stubborn. All that might be just a huge plan... Dark forced himself believe it wasn't. Daisuke was hesitating too when Dark told him what he had done. But like Dark - he was sure Sachiko had realized Dark was a wrong person.
Dark had been wondering about Krad a long time. He had not seen him a single time after he met Sachiko. It made him nervous. But super heroes - as he called himself - aren't scared of a little challenge.
~
He should've been. Because on night, when Dark was out for a gig, he saw Krad flying around the museum.
"Hmph", he thought. "He is no match for me!"
But when Dark reached the building, Krad disappeared. Dark looked for him a while - but he had vanished. Dark shruged his shoulders and went inside.
After stealing tonights target (once again a painting), he flew out of the museum and left home smiling. But his smile curdled soon, because in the middle of flying someone wrapped his arm around Dark's neck and prevented him from flying. Dark tried to clench the attecker but couldn't reach him. After few seconds of fighting he noticed a long, golden plait.
"Krad!" he shouted. Krad - 'cause it really was him - smiled.
"Yes?" he asked sarcaticially. Dark got angry and did his best to get the white winged man from his back. But Krad had a heavy hand. He held Dark's neck until the thief got tired - then he started the action.
Krad used all his energy and special power he could to defeat Dark. And this time he really did success. After about an hour Dark finally fell - fell, fell down, and Krad watched from the roof of a house nearby - and laughed. Then he flew away victorius, taking the painting with him.
~
"Damn that Krad!"
Dark was lying on his - or actually Daisuke's - bed with his wounds tied. His - ir actually Daisuke's - mother sat next to him and medicated him all the time.
"Dark-chan! You shouldn't move all the time. I can't tie this wound on your hand if you keep jumping and hopping around", she said.
"I'm not jumping and hopping around", Dark snorted. "I'm suffering. And why to bother tieing that wound, it's only a scratch. Just... just let me rest in peace, would you?"
"You sound like your dying", mother Niwa said and laughed. "I'll just finish this and then you'll get to eat and rest."
She tied Dark's hand and was about to leave, when Dark stopped her by asking:
"Umm, Niwa-san?"
"Yes, Dark-chan?"
"Like this... you know, tied up all over... how's Daisuke going to be? Is he... at the same situation as me?"
Mother Niwa smiled to him.
"You're a good person, Dark", she said. "Even if you act cold, there's still a warm heart inside that shell. And don't worry about Daisuke. He'll be fine."
Mother Niwa left and Dark said:
"When have I supposed to be acting cold last time?"
Then he remembered the bothering scene in the top of the tower and went silent.
"Mmmh..." he mumbeled. "Maybe... a month ago."
~
Days passed. Dark was healthy again. Even if mother Niwa said he should still rest for a day, he decided to go for a gig. He almost hoped that Krad would be there. He wanted so much to give him a good hiding.
Finally, mother Niwa agreed, but she said she would not post a note. Dark would do it alone - without any audience.
At the museum, Dark was alone. No polices, no guards... He felt lonely. But he went inside from a window, but in the way to get tonihgt's target (modern art, ugh), when he suddenly saw someone on the corridor. Krad.
Dark's held his breath.
"Come on, wussy, you're not afraid of a guy like that, are you?" he thought. But the fighting scene with Krad few days ago had been very tough. If Krad were that powerful, and Dark not even fully restored, this time it could end really bad. Dark had no choice. He needed help.
~
Dark flew out. He convergeged on a certain house. A house that always had an opened window.
But Dark didn't have to all the way, 'cause he saw a girl sitting on the roof of a very taal house. She was eating a lollipop and staring the stars. Dark swallowed and plucked up the courage. Then he flew down and landed on the roof. Sachiko turned her head and surprised.
"Ummh, Sachiko..." Dark started, but the girl didn't listen to him. She stood up and was about to leave.
"Sachiko, listen to me! Sachiko!" Dark said and grasped Sachiko's arm. She tried to shake off his hand but Dark didn't let go.
"Sachiko, listen! I need -"
"Why did you come here?" Sachiko shouted. Dark gasped. Sachiko looked at him furiously and continued:
"I thought we put this straight. No meeting. No knowing, remeber? It was supposed to be over!"
"But Sachiko, I need your help!" Dark said. Sachiko pulled herself away from the man and said:
"You should've said it when you still had a chance!"
Sachiko left. She ran. Dark was left alone. He cursed himself and almost cried. He had thought Sachiko would be pleased to help him. But... he had acted too strong. Sachiko didn't want to see him. Dark had ruined his chance... so he had to do it by himself.
~
Dark flew carefully. He looked at the museum. If Krad was still there, he had to be extremely careful. He didn't want to end up a dead guy. But even if he was a little scared, he still had his honor. And that honor drove him closer and closer to the building.
When Dark reached the museum, he looked around for Krad, but he had disappeared again. Dark grit his teeth and went inside. But he had took only few steps, when someone grabbed his arm. Dark turned quickly and smacked Krad on the face. He cried out for pain but tighten his hold of Dark.
The black winged and the white winged men fought inside the museum only for couple of minutes, until Dark pushed Krad out of the window. They went on with the fight outside, and sometimes it seemed Dark was winning. But suddenly Krad threw a feather towards Dark, and the feather turned into a rope that tied Dark up. Dark couldn't move his hands, legs or wings, Krad's rope was so tight it hurt.
Dark was about to fall, but Krad grabbed the end of the rope and pulled him away. Towards a pond nearby. When he got there, Dark was more scared than he had ever been. Krad smiled evily and said:
"Good bye, dear Dark. I guess this is the end. I have finally beaten you. I can already see the headlines: "A purple haired man with wings was found dead from the bottom of a pond" Hahah, see you in heaven, Dark."
Krad let the rope go. Dark fell. All the way he could hear Krad's evil, sarcastic laugh, until he smashed into the water and sank.
It was cold. Very cold. Dark struggled but couldn't get free. He held his breath and tried to release his wings. After two minutes, Dark felt like he was about to choke to death. He couldn't hold his breath anymore, so he opened his mouth and shouted for the first person that came into his mind: Sachiko.
Right that moment, he felt like someone grasped his neckiline and pulled him towards the surface. Dark's eyes were open, and before losing his conciousness he tried to recognize his saver. All he could see was a familiar face and dark hair, that looked like red in the water.
"D... Daisuke...?"
~
Dark opened his eyes. He was lying on the coast, wet and cold. He could see the stars. It was still night. He tried to move his arms. There was no rope anymore. He turned his head and saw someone sitting next to him and looking away. It wasn't Daisuke.
"Sa...Sachiko?" Dark whispered as he sat up. Th person turned her head and looked at him. It was Sachiko.
"Did you... save me?" Dark asked. Sachiko looked at him with a strange look, and suddenly her eyes became filled eith tears and she hugged Dark.
"Dark, forgive me, please, forgive me... I was so mean and rude... I'm sorry, Dark, I'm so sorry..." she sobbed. Dark hugged her too and said:
"It's allright, Sachiko. I'm not mad. But tell me, how did you know I was in danger?"
Sachiko backed up so that Dark could see her face.
"I saw you from the window. I saw when you were fighing that other one. I realized you were in danger and I followed you. I saw how that other guy dropped you. I'm sorry it took long to come, but you were right in the middle of the pond. So, I swam to you and dove as low as I could and got a hold of you. Then I took you here... And you woke up..."
Dark smiled.
"Thank you, Sachiko. You saved my life."
"So... I've finally managed to make it up to you, have I?" Sachiko asked. Dark passed his hand through her wet hair and answered:
"Yes, Sachiko. Now you don't have to bother yourself with it anymore. We're even with each other now. Everything's over."
"Over? Safely?"
"Well... not safely. We can still be friends, if you want."
Sachiko hugged him again, but she wasn't crying but smiling.
"Yes, of course I want! Will you be my friend, Dark? Say yes, please?" she said. Dark laughed and said:
"Sure."
"Come, Dark. I'll take you home."
~
At home, mother Niwa was medicating Dark again.
"I told you! You are still not healed up! What did I say!"
Dark and Sachiko laughed. Dark had introduced Sachiko to mother Niwa and Daisuke, and when Dark fell asleep, mother Niwa asked Sachiko to stay over the night.
"Well, why not", she answered.
Sachiko went to bed smiling. Then she noticed something no the wall. A drawing. The drawing she had given to Dark. She smiled even more widely and and looked at the stars outside the window.
"Hmmh..." she sneered. "You with white wings... Thank you for trying to kill Dark. I... I would've not made it without you."
-The End-
Okay... This end sucks. I'm sooo bad at endings... But please, I could not make up anything else. I hope you liked the story and won't murder me for the grumpy grammar and this pathetic ending. NOTICE: Dark is NOT in love with Sachiko! Don't get the wrong idea...
-Deer
I dooon't own the characteeerss... And I'm still not good to write English, so try to be gentel, okay...?
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Next night, Dark was kind of scared to leave home for a gig. But for his good, he didn't see Sachiko. After a week, he even went to look at her house. But her room was empty and the window was open. Dark sighed.
~
Dark didn't see Sachiko within the next month. She had finally believed him - and stood out of everything dangrerous. Dark was happy, but also unsure. He knew Sachiko was stubborn. All that might be just a huge plan... Dark forced himself believe it wasn't. Daisuke was hesitating too when Dark told him what he had done. But like Dark - he was sure Sachiko had realized Dark was a wrong person.
Dark had been wondering about Krad a long time. He had not seen him a single time after he met Sachiko. It made him nervous. But super heroes - as he called himself - aren't scared of a little challenge.
~
He should've been. Because on night, when Dark was out for a gig, he saw Krad flying around the museum.
"Hmph", he thought. "He is no match for me!"
But when Dark reached the building, Krad disappeared. Dark looked for him a while - but he had vanished. Dark shruged his shoulders and went inside.
After stealing tonights target (once again a painting), he flew out of the museum and left home smiling. But his smile curdled soon, because in the middle of flying someone wrapped his arm around Dark's neck and prevented him from flying. Dark tried to clench the attecker but couldn't reach him. After few seconds of fighting he noticed a long, golden plait.
"Krad!" he shouted. Krad - 'cause it really was him - smiled.
"Yes?" he asked sarcaticially. Dark got angry and did his best to get the white winged man from his back. But Krad had a heavy hand. He held Dark's neck until the thief got tired - then he started the action.
Krad used all his energy and special power he could to defeat Dark. And this time he really did success. After about an hour Dark finally fell - fell, fell down, and Krad watched from the roof of a house nearby - and laughed. Then he flew away victorius, taking the painting with him.
~
"Damn that Krad!"
Dark was lying on his - or actually Daisuke's - bed with his wounds tied. His - ir actually Daisuke's - mother sat next to him and medicated him all the time.
"Dark-chan! You shouldn't move all the time. I can't tie this wound on your hand if you keep jumping and hopping around", she said.
"I'm not jumping and hopping around", Dark snorted. "I'm suffering. And why to bother tieing that wound, it's only a scratch. Just... just let me rest in peace, would you?"
"You sound like your dying", mother Niwa said and laughed. "I'll just finish this and then you'll get to eat and rest."
She tied Dark's hand and was about to leave, when Dark stopped her by asking:
"Umm, Niwa-san?"
"Yes, Dark-chan?"
"Like this... you know, tied up all over... how's Daisuke going to be? Is he... at the same situation as me?"
Mother Niwa smiled to him.
"You're a good person, Dark", she said. "Even if you act cold, there's still a warm heart inside that shell. And don't worry about Daisuke. He'll be fine."
Mother Niwa left and Dark said:
"When have I supposed to be acting cold last time?"
Then he remembered the bothering scene in the top of the tower and went silent.
"Mmmh..." he mumbeled. "Maybe... a month ago."
~
Days passed. Dark was healthy again. Even if mother Niwa said he should still rest for a day, he decided to go for a gig. He almost hoped that Krad would be there. He wanted so much to give him a good hiding.
Finally, mother Niwa agreed, but she said she would not post a note. Dark would do it alone - without any audience.
At the museum, Dark was alone. No polices, no guards... He felt lonely. But he went inside from a window, but in the way to get tonihgt's target (modern art, ugh), when he suddenly saw someone on the corridor. Krad.
Dark's held his breath.
"Come on, wussy, you're not afraid of a guy like that, are you?" he thought. But the fighting scene with Krad few days ago had been very tough. If Krad were that powerful, and Dark not even fully restored, this time it could end really bad. Dark had no choice. He needed help.
~
Dark flew out. He convergeged on a certain house. A house that always had an opened window.
But Dark didn't have to all the way, 'cause he saw a girl sitting on the roof of a very taal house. She was eating a lollipop and staring the stars. Dark swallowed and plucked up the courage. Then he flew down and landed on the roof. Sachiko turned her head and surprised.
"Ummh, Sachiko..." Dark started, but the girl didn't listen to him. She stood up and was about to leave.
"Sachiko, listen to me! Sachiko!" Dark said and grasped Sachiko's arm. She tried to shake off his hand but Dark didn't let go.
"Sachiko, listen! I need -"
"Why did you come here?" Sachiko shouted. Dark gasped. Sachiko looked at him furiously and continued:
"I thought we put this straight. No meeting. No knowing, remeber? It was supposed to be over!"
"But Sachiko, I need your help!" Dark said. Sachiko pulled herself away from the man and said:
"You should've said it when you still had a chance!"
Sachiko left. She ran. Dark was left alone. He cursed himself and almost cried. He had thought Sachiko would be pleased to help him. But... he had acted too strong. Sachiko didn't want to see him. Dark had ruined his chance... so he had to do it by himself.
~
Dark flew carefully. He looked at the museum. If Krad was still there, he had to be extremely careful. He didn't want to end up a dead guy. But even if he was a little scared, he still had his honor. And that honor drove him closer and closer to the building.
When Dark reached the museum, he looked around for Krad, but he had disappeared again. Dark grit his teeth and went inside. But he had took only few steps, when someone grabbed his arm. Dark turned quickly and smacked Krad on the face. He cried out for pain but tighten his hold of Dark.
The black winged and the white winged men fought inside the museum only for couple of minutes, until Dark pushed Krad out of the window. They went on with the fight outside, and sometimes it seemed Dark was winning. But suddenly Krad threw a feather towards Dark, and the feather turned into a rope that tied Dark up. Dark couldn't move his hands, legs or wings, Krad's rope was so tight it hurt.
Dark was about to fall, but Krad grabbed the end of the rope and pulled him away. Towards a pond nearby. When he got there, Dark was more scared than he had ever been. Krad smiled evily and said:
"Good bye, dear Dark. I guess this is the end. I have finally beaten you. I can already see the headlines: "A purple haired man with wings was found dead from the bottom of a pond" Hahah, see you in heaven, Dark."
Krad let the rope go. Dark fell. All the way he could hear Krad's evil, sarcastic laugh, until he smashed into the water and sank.
It was cold. Very cold. Dark struggled but couldn't get free. He held his breath and tried to release his wings. After two minutes, Dark felt like he was about to choke to death. He couldn't hold his breath anymore, so he opened his mouth and shouted for the first person that came into his mind: Sachiko.
Right that moment, he felt like someone grasped his neckiline and pulled him towards the surface. Dark's eyes were open, and before losing his conciousness he tried to recognize his saver. All he could see was a familiar face and dark hair, that looked like red in the water.
"D... Daisuke...?"
~
Dark opened his eyes. He was lying on the coast, wet and cold. He could see the stars. It was still night. He tried to move his arms. There was no rope anymore. He turned his head and saw someone sitting next to him and looking away. It wasn't Daisuke.
"Sa...Sachiko?" Dark whispered as he sat up. Th person turned her head and looked at him. It was Sachiko.
"Did you... save me?" Dark asked. Sachiko looked at him with a strange look, and suddenly her eyes became filled eith tears and she hugged Dark.
"Dark, forgive me, please, forgive me... I was so mean and rude... I'm sorry, Dark, I'm so sorry..." she sobbed. Dark hugged her too and said:
"It's allright, Sachiko. I'm not mad. But tell me, how did you know I was in danger?"
Sachiko backed up so that Dark could see her face.
"I saw you from the window. I saw when you were fighing that other one. I realized you were in danger and I followed you. I saw how that other guy dropped you. I'm sorry it took long to come, but you were right in the middle of the pond. So, I swam to you and dove as low as I could and got a hold of you. Then I took you here... And you woke up..."
Dark smiled.
"Thank you, Sachiko. You saved my life."
"So... I've finally managed to make it up to you, have I?" Sachiko asked. Dark passed his hand through her wet hair and answered:
"Yes, Sachiko. Now you don't have to bother yourself with it anymore. We're even with each other now. Everything's over."
"Over? Safely?"
"Well... not safely. We can still be friends, if you want."
Sachiko hugged him again, but she wasn't crying but smiling.
"Yes, of course I want! Will you be my friend, Dark? Say yes, please?" she said. Dark laughed and said:
"Sure."
"Come, Dark. I'll take you home."
~
At home, mother Niwa was medicating Dark again.
"I told you! You are still not healed up! What did I say!"
Dark and Sachiko laughed. Dark had introduced Sachiko to mother Niwa and Daisuke, and when Dark fell asleep, mother Niwa asked Sachiko to stay over the night.
"Well, why not", she answered.
Sachiko went to bed smiling. Then she noticed something no the wall. A drawing. The drawing she had given to Dark. She smiled even more widely and and looked at the stars outside the window.
"Hmmh..." she sneered. "You with white wings... Thank you for trying to kill Dark. I... I would've not made it without you."
-The End-
Okay... This end sucks. I'm sooo bad at endings... But please, I could not make up anything else. I hope you liked the story and won't murder me for the grumpy grammar and this pathetic ending. NOTICE: Dark is NOT in love with Sachiko! Don't get the wrong idea...
-Deer