Author note: Whee! I updated! This chapter is dedicated to Spellcaster Hikaru who I believe doubled my reviews with all her nagging for me to update. Thanks for keeping me in line!
Disclaimer: I didn't own anything last chapter What makes you think I'll own them this chapter?
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Chapter Three
Dark Readings
Dark's eyes snapped open, "What?!"
"It's a real pain," Krad said, yawning and snuggling closer, "It was supposed to be an open-and-shut job. I get the demon, extract it and give it to my employer."
Dark sat up and stared down at Krad, could this really be the man who destroyed his and Daisuke's family?
Krad groaned and sat up, "Speaking of which, I should really be getting back to work. I've got to, at least, find the location of the demon before that damn doctor calls me back." Krad smiled at Dark, "You want to come too?"
Dark stood up and turned away, "I-I really should be getting home as w-well. People may worry," Dark prayed that Krad wouldn't hear the stutter in his voice.
"Oh, alright," Krad said, a bit disappointed, "How will I find you again?"
"I'm sure we'll run into each other," the demon responded darkly.
"Then I guess I'll see you around," Krad leaned forward and gave Dark a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"I guess…"
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Daisuke yawned and sat up. Rubbing his eyes he made his way to his bathroom- and ran into a wall.
"Huh?" he asked sleepily to no one in particular. Dark! he said in his head, Someone took my bathroom door!
No one took your bathroom door Dark said, We're at your lover's house, remember?
Oh, you're right, Daisuke sat back down on Satoshi's bed. He put a hand to his forehead as the previous day's memories returned to him, So it wasn't a dream.
It wasn't
I was hoping I'd wake up and it would all go away.
It won't
Dark? Daisuke asked, Is something wrong?
Nothing's wrong! Stop interrogating me!!!
Are you sure? You know you can tell me right?
Before Dark could answer, Satoshi came in with some eggs and bacon on a tray. He sat down silently next to Daisuke and handed him the tray.
The two sat in awkward silence. Apparently the silence was too awkward for Dark.
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedleedee, there they are a-standing in a row, bum bum bum…
Dark! Stop it!
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head!
Dark! Daisuke whined, You're going to get it stuck in my head! Can't you at least sing a good song?
Dark was silent. Daisuke sighed in relief, but it didn't last for long.
When you're in prison, don't turn the other way!!! Keep your back against the walllllllll!
DARK!!!
Oh, don't pick up the soap, pick up the soap, it's bad for youuuuuuu!
Daisuke hung his head, defeated.
"Do you not like the food?" Satoshi asked.
"What? Oh, no it's great! Thanks!" Daisuke proceeded to shovel the food into his mouth, he was surprised how hungry he was.
"Where did you go last night?" Satoshi asked.
"Go?" Daisuke stared at him blankly.
"You don't have to tell me, I was just wondering," Satoshi picked up his dishes and brought them to the kitchen to wash.
"I didn't go anywhere last night?" Daisuke said to himself, Dark? Did you use my body?
Uh…Oh, don't be no one's bitch, be no one's bitch, it's bad for youuuu! Oh, don't be no one's bitch, be no one's bitch, they won't help you make it throuuuuuuugh!
You used my body! Daisuke cried, What did you do with it?!
Nothing bad!!
You gave my virginity to someone didn't you!?!
Define give
DARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hehe, just kidding. Your cherry is intact.
That's a mean thing to kid about!!!
You're silly, Daisuke!
And you're mean!
"What do you want to do today, Daisuke?" Satoshi asked from the doorway, interrupting their internal conversation.
"Don't we have school?"
"I called us both in sick," He explained, "I didn't think you seemed to be in the mood to interact with a lot of people."
Daisuke smiled at him, grateful.
"So, have anything in mind?" Satoshi asked, sitting next to Daisuke.
Gay sex!
DARK!! A deep blush crept across his face.
"You know, you're very cute when you blush like that," Satoshi remarked.
Daisuke was now redder than his hair. "W-well, anything you want to do I guess."
"Then get dressed and meet me in the kitchen," He said, leaving the room so that Daisuke could change.
I think you two go perfect together!
Shut up!
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Krad sat down on a park bench and, leaning back, closed his eyes. For some reason, his mind was full of nothing but Dark.
Why am I thinking about him? He asked himself, I just met him yesterday for crying out loud.
He ran a hand through his hair, Could it be…love at first sight?
Krad blushed and smacked himself. It's no good to be thinking like that! He was Krad, the Famous and Feared Demon Hunter! He couldn't perform up to his standard if his mind was filled of images of Dark and his…amethyst eyes…gorgeous smile…slender body…
"Ah!" Krad jumped up, "I'm not thinking about him! I'm not! This is me not thinking!"
His cell phone suddenly broke into his self-delusion with an annoying ring.
"I'm not thinking about him, I'm not!" He shouted into the receiver.
"OW!" His employer yelled back, "What are you shouting about!"
"Not about a hot demon, no way no how."
"Oh…that's nice, I suppose…Look, Krad. Have you found the Demon of the Seal?"
"I'm about to meet someone. Some lady who supposedly knows something about the Demon," He replied.
"Good, I need this done quickly."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," Krad shut his cell phone and went over to an old, traditional house.
He pulled open the door and walked inside. "Hello?" he called out.
"Don't you know it's rude to enter someone's house without removing your shoes? You'll get dirt all over the floor."
Krad whipped his head around and stared at an ancient old woman. Her smile was yellow and crooked and she was so wrinkled that Krad had a sudden irrational urge to iron her.
"Are you the old hag I'm supposed to meet?"
"Old hag? Surely your mother taught you better manners than that. Oh right," the woman grinned, "She died before she could teach you anything. And I suppose your father never taught you manners either. He hated to associate with the creature who was responsible for the death of his cherished wife."
"Wow, you know my life story! Well guess what, so do I!" Krad growled.
The woman stood up and walked over to a small table in the center of the room. "He hated you, you know. You stole his wife's life and dared to live with her face."
"Are you going to tell me about the Demon of the Seal or not," Krad said, sending a death glare her way.
"That's not what you want to know." The woman pulled out a hessian bag.
"You want to know about the demon don't you. The one with black wings."
Krad blushed and looked down, "That's not relevant to-"
"It's very relevant," she said, "More so than you know. Let's do a simple reading, shall we? What is your question? Only one, please."
Krad thought a moment. He knew he should be asking about the demon of the seal, but Dark wouldn't leave his mind, "Tell me about Dark, the demon with black wings."
The old woman poured out the contents of her bag on the silken handkerchief that lay on the table. Krad recognized them as Nordic ruins.
The old woman proceeded to turn all of her ruins over so that they were face-down and swirl them around. After about half-a-minute, she selected three and set them apart from the other. She turned the first ruin over.
"Peorth," She said, "Being the first ruin, it shows how the current situation came about. You are searching for something lost. You don't know what you're missing, but still you search. This is a positive ruin."
This is relevant, how? He thought to himself, but didn't care to voice his opinion.
"Eolh, reversed," She continued, flipping over the second ruin, "At the present, you are being tricked. Not everyone has your best intentions at heart. You may be hurt. This is a negative ruin."
Yes, pain equals negative.
The old woman flipped over the last ruin- which was blank.
"What the hell does that mean?" Krad asked, "There will be blank pieces of paper in my future?"
"It is Wryd, you idiot," the woman said, "It means that an inescapable situation will soon reveal itself. It is fate."
"Fate?"
"Fate, destiny, karma, whatever. I do not know whether or not your fate is positive or negative."
"Isn't that your job?"
"Idiot. Wyrd has no distinct personality. Whether it is good or bad depends on the surrounding ruins. Since it is surrounded by both a positive and a negative ruin, I cannot determine the outcome. I can, however, offer you some advice."
"I'm not going to have to pay you more for this, am I?"
She ignored him and continued, "Destiny will come. You cannot stop her. But you may be able to change the process to your advantage, but not your outcome."
"Why are you personifying an inanimate thing?"
"Will you shut up and act intelligent! I know you're smart, so stop trying to provoke me!" The lady coughed, "As I was saying…You cannot avoid destiny, but you may be able to change her."
"This has nothing to do with my question."
" I told you, it has everything to do with it. You'll see him again soon."
Krad stood up and headed to the door, "I'll send you a check. Even though this was a waste of my time."
"Wait a moment," She tossed the bag of ruins to him, "These will come in handy."
He stared at the bag a moment before nodding and leaving the store.
The old woman sat down and stared at a candle on the table. "Destiny comes. Fire burning in her black eyes. A reflection of her ashen soul. Dark wings…yes. That is the answer."
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Ending note: this chapter is longer but I must say that I'm not pleased with it as a whole. I'm trying to get the plot going and it's kind of difficult. I wanted to put more in this chapter but where I ended it seemed about right. I'm sorry I didn't put the funny conversation in, Shu! It'll be there next chapter. I will try and update soon. I'm done helping out in my church so I'll have a lot of time to kill. By the way, before I forget, me and some friends are working on a dnangel site. It's still kind of a work in progress but the basic layout's there if you wanna check it out. The link is I thought of the name myself!
