Ok, without further ado, I present to you, the readers, the next chapter. Same disclaimer as chapter one; See it there if you feel the need to.
ultimate-animefans25- Yes, I was implying that Daisuke was spying. Naughty Dai. Hah. It explains how he discovered Sato in the park, though.
#Krad talking to Sato#
:Sato talking to Krad:
(Dark talking to Dai)
((Dai talking to Dark))
Chapter Two
(Is he dead)
((He can't be))
(He looks dead)
((He can't be))
Daisuke ignored Dark and dusted the snow off Satoshi's face. A small whisp of breath issued forth from Satoshi's mouth and Daisuke could help by laugh happily. His laugh turned into a frown as he realized he had a problem. I'll never be able to lift him. I'm not strong enough. Daisuke examined the larger boy and nibbled on his lower lip. ((Dark, can you help me?))
(Help you save creepy boy?)
((Duh))
(Fine. You'll need to transform)
Daisuke grinned happily again. He paused, imagining Riku in his mind. Nothing happened. Dai focused harder. His mind drifted along. The last time he had seen Riku was at school during lunch. His mom had packed him a peanut butter and banana sandwich (A/N: Those are better than they sound) but before he could take a bite, he had noticed Satoshi reading under a shady tree. A ray of light had broken through the thick leaves, illuminating strands of ice blue hair. Daisuke smiled at the memory; Dark snickered as he picked Satoshi up.
(That was interesting)
Daisuke blushed deeply, ((I can't help myself. He just looked so perfect that day))
Dark rolled his eyes and strolled back through the snow. (Where are we taking him?)
((His house is closest))
Dark nodded and broke into a run. He only stopped when he reached Satoshi's apartment and found the door locked. "Damn it!" With a fleeting thought towards Riku, Dark returned to Daisuke, leaving the small boy to struggle under Satoshi's weight, which was surprisingly light. He leaned Satoshi against the door and reached into a pocket for his lock picks.
In moments the door was open and Daisuke had dragged Satoshi inside. Daisuke wiped the snowy water from his forehead and shut the door. He removed the pillows from the couch and rooted around the small apartment for blanket. Upon finding one, he dragged Satoshi onto the couch and tucked him as tightly and warmly as he could.
Casting a glance outside, he made a quick decision. Finding the telephone, he called his house. "Mom? … Yeah, I'm okay… I'm over at Satoshi's…. He's not doing too well… I'll be staying here until the storm lets up… I'll be fine! … Bye."
Daisuke hung up the phone and wandered back to the couch. The laptop gleamed in the dim light, inviting Daisuke to continue his spying. He made sure Satoshi was still knocked out and opened up the laptop. Awaiting the computer starting up, he glanced at the young commander. Satoshi looked so graceful, unlike his normal, angry looking state. The only other times Daisuke could recall him looking that way was when Satoshi was reading.
Username: SHikari
Password:
Daisuke stared at the screen and nearly shook it in frustration. He knew he shouldn't be snooping, but he couldn't help himself. What could his password be? He typed in random phrases like "commander" and "hiwatari" but the computer did not relent and grant him access. On the spur of the moment, he typed in D-a-i-s-u-k-e.
The computer registered the password and finished starting up. Daisuke watched in awe. Why was my name the password? (Isn't it obvious?) ((No!)) (Just read on, then..) Dark sniggered and grew quiet. By the time the desktop showed a background and all the applications and folders, Daisuke could hear Dark snoring. The backdrop on the computer further confused him; A picture of himself smiled through the screen at him.
Blinking rapidly, Daisuke glanced over the folders, stopping when he saw one labeled "Journal Entries". Delving further, Daisuke opened the folder and clicked on the most recent document.
November 19th. Bumped into Daisuke again. It's getting harder to control Krad everytime I see him. He's the fire to my ice, but all he sees is that annoying Risa girl. Krad is right, for once; I have no chance in a blue moon, but one can hope.
Satoshi stirred on the couch, and panicked as he noticed what Daisuke was doing. He clenched his eyes shut and willed this to only be a dream. How dare Daisuke read his intimate thoughts? Maybe he chose an entry early enough that he wasn't mentioned. Hell, he's in every entry.
Daisuke stopped reading and turned to his icy friend. His heart twinged and he leaned closer. His eyes closed as he let his lips touch Satoshi's. Satoshi's eyes flipped open in response. Satoshi felt the warmth emanating from the other boy and leaned forward into the kiss. He had never before felt so safe, but he knew Krad would never let it last. Satoshi broke away, panting. Daisuke raised a hand to his lips.
#WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!#
:What happened to your earlier promise to letting me pursue "that little red head"? We survived, didn't we:
#No thanks your jackass stupidity#
:Lay off:
#For now…# Satoshi felt the angry demon fester and sulk in a corner of his mind. He grinned; Daisuke took in the sight of Sato's grin with pleasure. Never before had he seen a smile grace Satoshi's features and it was a welcome view. He was also pleased that he had been the one to cause that smile, or so he thought.
Satoshi gazed up at Daisuke, and struggled to a sitting position. Sato reached forward and snaked an arm around Dai's waist. Dai started, then relaxed into Satoshi. Both boys sunk into the couch, cuddling together to defeat the cold caused by the unending snow storm outside.
Daisuke nuzzled Satoshi's neck before accepting the demands of his body for sleep. Satoshi twisted his fingers through Daisuke's hair and closed his eyes. Time passed quickly and Satoshi woke in the morning breathing in the cinnamon scent of the smaller boy. His hand wandered along Daisuke's chest but stopped as Satoshi glanced out the window. Nothing could be seen through a coating of white. Careful not to stir Daisuke, Satoshi removed himself and ran to the door. It wouldn't open. Satoshi picked up the phone only to slam it down in frustration at the lack of a dial tone. The only light came in from outside; the power was out.
A/N: Second chapter. I meant to wait for more reviews, but I had the writing bug. It's two in the morning my time and I meant to stop hours ago, but this story is one I actually like. Please keep R+R!
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