Date started: July 5th (yes! Day after 4J!)
Date finished: July 23 2005
Date posted: July 23 2005
Date Reposted: (slightly edited version) July 24 2005
Author's Note: Okay. I have an excuse for why it took forever to update. You know, besides from the fact that it's always so depressing to write this. Recently, I've been really busy preparing for some conventions this month. I'm a staff for Fanime, and if you go to Fanime, you definitely have to stop by Anime Expo, Comic Com, Otokon, and Ani-Magic. Wow. (suddenly mesmerized) that's a lot of cons I went to… only went to AX and CC so far… ahem, that meant, I had to go and buy lots of plane tickets as well as getting all of my costumes ready (yes, I cosplayed. What's the big deal?). blah balh balh... skippign to the more important part, next week i'm going to head off to Washington Seattle and then Canada for the world's largest shopping mall and im as nice as to buy souvaniares. any body want anything at all, say it now.
-/leaving August 19 say it now. Menou, no shot glasses okay...? -/
Disclaimer: all the walls are falling in on me and I STILL don't own Krad or Cloud! Grrr… I will get my hands on them someday…
Crystal-Neko: grrrrr….. (pacing around room) something is very fishy… damn. I can't figure out how'd Krad get his hands on those…
Krad: (tauting Saihi with a pink pearl necklace with really big, really fat, round pearls) Ooooooh… .Saihi likes?
Saihi: …… (snatches it out of Krad's hand) I'M NOT AN OLD LADY YET YOU BASTARD! I'M NOT GOING TO BE WEARING ANY PEARL NECKLACES!
Krad: (narrows eyes.) … (not going to give up) … (runs back to his treasure and digs up a gold ring studded with sapphire gems) Gold. Pure gold.
Saihi: …
Krad: 34 karat and sapphire.
Saihi: …
Krad: (knows Saihi's deal with cash) Veeeeeery expensive… and heavy.
Saihi: (snatches up the ring and throws it hard at Krad's forehead) YOU BASTARD I TOLD YOU BEFORE! I'M NOT AN OLD LADY! I DON'T WEAR 'GOLD'! I DON'T WEAR 'YELLOW GOLD'! AND SAPPHIRE DOES NOT GO WITH GOLD! IT CLASHES DAMMIT HAVE A SENSE OF COLOR WILL YA!
Krad: (eye twitches) I will get to you…
Siahi: (turns back around and paces again) now… where did Krad get all that gold… it looks oddly familiar. He couldn't have stolen them from me…
Seiryu (Yes, we all know you're really Seiryu in disguise, Princess Shadowcat…): yes, the little moments are absolutely adorable, aren't they? It makes Krad alltheless innocent and vulnerable. Haha I don't find it hilarious though. Maybe just a wee bit for the Sato waking up thing. Yes, yes I'm updating. Keep your knives and white and pink polka dots dresses in a bag. You'll need them.
Daphne: Dude. You wanted to cry too? LOL. I thought I was going to cry when I reread this. But then I was like, 'what the hell? You wrote this goddamn story! Why the hell do you want to cry?" LOL. Umm... sorry, cant answer your questions. Have to find out yourself later.
I love you, Onii-san – by Saihi.Slowmotionhunter
Chapter Three: All Falls DownSpoiler: Kanye… (bows) I submit to thee.
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
The demon stepped out of the shower room and silently the door fell shut behind him. He breathed in. The air out here was so much colder than in the shower, not that it really mattered. It has always been this way.
Frozen iris traveled up the shining black staircase as pale fingers ran through equally glossy hair. Flecks of water flew from strands of golden hair, and flecks of blood stained tips of the strands.
Krad, with his destination set in mind, began the climb up the steps of the stairs. He noticed how bright the steps were. Bright; bright as in new, clean, reflecting the dim light of the gray light outside; Never bright as if it was loved, or in a happy place…
Always bright, as if it was frozen forever in despair: The stair steps were beautiful.
He stopped at the top of the steps. Looking over the edge of the frozen marble railing, Krad stared thoughtlessly down below. Droplets of water plummeted below and when it met the black surface, it broke and scattered everywhere.
A quick glance around brought the destruction of the living room before him again. He never paid much attention to it. It was just… there, and he and Satoshi-sama couldn't give a damn what they broke in that wreck.
There was an aura surrounding the place that was sadness and death.
Sometimes, after the wearing, expensive and deadly failing chase with the thief, Krad would stumble into the house and collapse where ever he managed to get to; be it right inside the doorway, in the living room, on a sofa, or if he's lucky enough, he would find some strength to haul himself up stairs to check on Satoshi-sama and fall deep to sleep at the steps of Satoshi-sama's bed.
On the nights of the thief, the hunter usually manages to fall to the living room and slumber with the ruins of artwork in his presence. Death wraps itself around the tired white angel and crooned it to release itself from the world. The ice demon would have, if it weren't for Satoshi-sama.
There was a small clock tower in the farthest corner of the room that he and Satoshi-sama didn't have the heart to destroy. It was a black angel statue, cold with smooth strokes that were so beautiful. One ripped and bleeding wing donned on the girl's right side. She was wearing a tattered dress; very elegant though despite what it may have went through. The angel girl was kneeling with a thin disk plate hovering between her hands that sat slightly above her lap.
The disk plate was half a clock. The Niwas possessed the other half, the other translucent half. The Niwas never dared let Krad possess an artwork whole; they were afraid of what he could do with it.
They were always afraid, like they are afraid of death.
Krad sighed. He had to go and assist the little girl now. She might be needing some help. Krad glanced back at the clock one more time.
Tick… tick… tick… tick…The long hand struck half the mark of the twelve, and the angel's eyes began to glow blue.
"Not now…" Krad whispered, feeling a wave of nausea and heaviness washing over him. The clock on the disk plate vanished, and in it's place, a blurry, translucent image of a female head made of white marble statue appeared. In her hair were hairpieces, highly decorative and beautiful. Jewels were laid into the hairpieces and they sparkled. Krad sighed.
"Negai no Katsura ga…" Krad said softly. Dark was going to steal it today. In two hours, or so was what the angel clock said when it reappeared. The little girl will have to wait then, Krad decided. He had a score to settle with Dark.
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
"Riku!" Risa rushed up stairs dressed in her nightgown. Her hair was half blow dried, half combed, and half dripping wet. One of her slippers didn't like running and demanded to fall off. Instead, Risa tripped and got back up again, holding the helm of her dress as she ran on. "Riku! Where are you?"
"Huh? Risa? I'm here in my room." A faint voice called. Risa bounded breathlessly down the carpeted floor and shoved open the slightly opened door of Riku's room.
"Riku!" She panted. Seeing Riku before her calmed her slightly.
"Huh?" Riku turned from her desk to face Risa. She had been doing the day's homework and was just about finishing up. She got a good look at Risa and folded her arms, looking skeptical. "Hm. Normally you wouldn't go running to me like this. What's the matter? You look very excited and… evidentially you ran to get me."
"Riku!" The twin girl started excitedly. "OMG did you know? Dark-san's stealing tonight! He just sent out the letter a few minutes ago and he's coming for the Negai no Katsura in an hour!"
Riku raised a brow. Wow. She didn't know what to say. What was Risa expecting her to understand? That she would just stand up and happily oblige to her twin and go to watch the police just amazing let the thief escape to never ever after and that'll be it? Ch. NO. Like hell that would happen.
"So…"
"Don't you get it? Come with me to see Dark-san in action!"
Ch. Wasn't she right. Her sister just… needs to calm down about these matters. He's just a thief after all. He's just showing off by writing a goddamn letter to warn the police and show up and steal the thing like taking candy from a newborn baby. He's just a little bastard that needs and wants the attention just because he can get it. What does Risa see in him anyway?
"You know what Risa?" Riku walked over to the TV in the corner and turned it on. Damn. The news lady with more info on that thief. "Why don't you go by yourself? I don't feel like going tonight."
"Huh? But Riku, you have to come with me! You're the only person that'll come with me!" Risa begged, pulling on her sister's arm.
Damn right she was the only one that'll come with her. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't about to get up and get dressed, so now there's no one to go with her.
Now, tell me that ain't insecurrre
The concept of school seems so securrre
Sophmore three yearrrs aint picked a careerrr
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down herre and do hair
"But Risa, I'm tired tonight. I just finished half a stackful of math homework and history and tomorrow we have that hockey game and my team and I really want to make it into Finals—"
"Ri-kuuuuuuuuuuuuu….!" Risa whined. "Please…?"
Riku looked at the pleading Risa and rolled her eyes. "You can see Dark anytime, Risa. I mean, he steals every other night or something like that. Let's have this night off, hm?" Then under her breathe Riku mumbled, "And he pays us a visit every other night after that too.."
"Come on Riku, please? He's stealing the Negai no Katsura tonight! Come on! The Negai no Katsura!"
"Who cares if he steals a prayer! How do you even steal a prayer?"
"Come on Riku, you know it's not a prayer! It's a—"
"Yes yes I know." Riku rolled her eyes. "It's hair pieces. It's just some hairpieces Risa. You have plenty."
"Yea but Dark's stealing these!"
"WHO GIVES A DAMN! IT'S THEIR GODDAMN HAIR CLIPS!"
Silence occupied the room. Risa turned on her heels and brushed her hair out behind her. She headed for the doors.
"So are you coming or not?" Risa said thickly. "'Cause I'm leaving. I'm sick of waiting for you."
"No, I'm not coming." Riku turned back to the T.V., flipping through the channels to find something not Dark related. Anger was bubbling inside her. "Go. Leave. Don't wait for me. Go find Dark. Go explore the world while you're at it. Leave the house. Leave your sister. Go climb Mount Everest and visit Zeus and then go into a deep dark cave with a bear and get eaten. No, never mind. Go jump off a cliff. Yes, run off a cliff while you're chasing that goddamn thief with his pretty pretty black wings and discover why humans can't fly you DORK!"
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby's daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus (a Lexus)
Risa gasped. "Well, first off, I will go find Dark and why would I go around the world and second, humans can't fly because they're too heavy and three, THEY DON'T HAVE WINGS!"
"Well that's something I didn't know." Riku spat sarcastically. "Now why don't you explain to me why we're not dolphins or a fish because I certainly can't understand why the hell can't we breath underwater for a long amount of time!"
"WE'RE NOT RELATED TO A FISH YOU IDIOT!"
"THAT'S NOT THE GODDAMN POINT!" Riku shouted. "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND SARCASM WHEN YOU HEAR IT! ARE YOU FUCKIN DEAF OR YOU JUST PLAIN CAN'T UNDERSTAND SOPHISTICATED LANGUAGE WHEN YOU FUCKIN HEAR IT!"
Then Riku stopped, panting as she realized she may or may not (depending on your point of view, but we all know what your view is) have gone too far.
"Is this about Dark?" Risa asked.
Riku let out a furious scream and stormed out of the room, slamming the door hard behind her.
She stood there crying.
"No…" She heard Risa's soft murmurs through the wood behind her. "It's not about Dark anymore… is it?"
Risa wouldn't care about her. Riku leaned against the door and sobbed, wiping her eyes. Her voice was coarse. "Well duh you dummy…. Of course it's about Dark. Why else would I be angry at you for?" She sobbed. "Why do you always have to get what you want?"
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
Emiko didn't look too happy as she sat in front of the TV under the glass table with the basket of wet laundry still beside her.
"—ra tonight at seven. Odd, though that the phantom thief chooses a rather early time tonight than his regular patterns from his other nights. Critics say that–"
Well Emiko didn't give a damn what the critics said and she stood up with the force of a mama bear and rammed her head smacked into the glass above her.
"Owwie…" She managed to squeal as she backed back down into her sitting position and curl up into a ball as she silently nursed and cried over her wounds. Eyes burry and watery with hot tears peered open and shut close again as she softly whined some more.
Damn.
Think Kosuke and Dai'll notice the large and expanding mass of cracks up there? Maybe if she fiberglassed it before they see it…
"Emiko?"
Well screw with that plan.
"Emiko!" Kosuke rushed into the living room area and knelt beside his wife. "What happened?" He had only to glance up to get his obvious answer. He laughed. "Still clumsy as when I've met you."
"Kosuke…" Emiko winced as Kosuke went to get some ice. "Why are they saying Darky's stealing the Negai no Katsura today?"
Kosuke blinked. "What?"
"They say Dark's gonna steal the Negai no Katsura today."
"… … … … … and it's not right because… …"
"It's not right because it wasn't scheduled to be stolen until tomorrow at four!" Emiko whined as Kosuke pressed the bag of frozen ice wrapped in a towel to Emiko's head. She pouted. "I was going to hand it to Dai-chan and make him give it to Riku or something! Tomorrow! Tomorrow!" She whined. "Not today!"
"What's the big deal?" Kosuke asked. "It's going to be stolen anyhow. It's just one day early. There's not like there's going to be some big consequence or trap or full-moon thing."
Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that versace!
Emiko grabbed the ice from Kosuke and glared at him. "I have an agenda, you idiot. Everything is organized unless I happen to like something so much that I'll throw the appointments off." She took the ice and began rapping it sharply on Kosuke's forehead. He winced with each blow. "Today: Silver flowers. We were going to visit mother's grave. Tomorrow: Negai no Katsura. Dai-chan makes next move. Day After That: Glass Bamboo. Dark was going to have another attempt at the Krad business. Day after THAT—"
"OKAY!" Kosuke hastily grabbed the ice out of Emiko's hands, rubbing at the red spot on his forehead. It was numb, it was cold, and it felt like there was a small lump there. "Don't have to say it like that." Kosuke sniffed, muttering. "Taking it out on me like that…"
Emiko leaned over and smacked Kosuke squarely on the forehead, causing him to tip over. "Oops. Sorry." She smirked.
Kosuke snapped back up. "You did that on purpose!"
"Oh? Did I?"
"Yes!"
"Hmmm … … I didn't notice…" The odd robber's mother looked around the room. Funny. Everything is quiet, except for the two of them and the blaring TV. "Hey, Kosuke, where's father?"
Kosuke grumbled a bit, still rubbing his forehead. "He said he went off to see Menou."
Emiko raised an eyebrow. "Ko-chan, the girl's dead."
"I don't know!" Kosuke looked annoyed. "That's why he said! And what's wrong with Dai? I've seen him stuck to his bed in his room ever since… well… last since I've saw him."
Emiko shrugged. "I wouldn't worry too much. I guess it must be those 'Phantom Thief' symptoms he gets occasionally." She sighed, a guilty feeling nagging at her but she ignore it. "Well, anyway, have you seen Wiz? I mean, I haven't seen him in Dai-chan's room and I'm pretty sure I haven't seen him all day."
"Maybe he's at those pet shop again?"
"I doubt it."
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this!
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
"Wiz."
Translucent darkness transformed into liquid and flew to him, securely taking form of it's larger self and perched itself upon his back to ride. A pink tongue slipped out of its jaws to lick it's master's cheek.
A hand came up to scratch its soft furry head. Wiz purred.
"How Daisuke?" The owner murmured. Wiz mewled slightly, pressing his head against the thief's exposed neck. "He's not doing well, is he?" Wiz mewled again. Dark sighed. "Guess I'll have to get this over quickly. Maybe I'll see if that Commander knows anything about this. Seeing how he's so smart and all, his brain cells should prove some use for me."
"Kyuuuuu…"
"Come, Wiz!" The distorted form of the bunny, somewhat between a wolf and a spirit dragon flexed its awesome black wings, black against the hue of the darken sky. "Lets get over to the Hana Senshi Art Gallery."
Wiz again mewled, setting off into the night sky with his master and diving into the city of lights below.
It seems we living the American dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
He comes.
I know he comes, but it is just another matter if he was here.
But as he is not here yet, I can't find the reason that I am tense. Usually when he is late or he is not here, it is something of natural that I am indifferent if he even comes or not, but today it seems that my system has been completely thrown off and I find myself very edgy.
Which is something I do not understand very much.
I do not care very much for the Negai no Katsura, maybe I would not if it hadn't been owned by a fond fading memory. A fading memory?
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a'stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coupe
When Dark and I were created, before we were melded and created into the Koku Yoku, the Hikaris had carved both of us individually out of two different substances. I say substances, because I was not created out of stone. I was not like Dark, as Dark was not as me.
Rather, Dark's spirit was carved and molded from white obsidian and black materia, substances of stone, while I was welded from sheets of thin ice glacier frozen with patterns of sharp snowflakes and white materia, substances not of stone.
We were never meant to be alike, never formed from the same things, never been in the same places, but isn't it strange how we both turned out to be two of the same pieces? It is not something I'm fond of knowing.
The Hikaris had welded me in fire, deep in the blazing flames so that the sheets of ice melted away in the compulsive burning sins as they delicately imprinted their own heat into the sheets, slowly forming and carving me as I became something while else I lost as I dissolved into the vent-less room.
A part of me had faded away.
Do you know what it feels like to lose a piece of you? To have something you own slipping away silently while there's nothing you can do about it?
It's a painless feeling.
As I was wrought in fire and from ice, it was nothing I felt as I was too numb to understand it. It was painless. I was ice, I was fire, I was whole from materia. I was everything except emotion and true human.
I was drowned in sin.
I say fuck the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Maybe it was from that that I began to resemble human flesh and body, because before that, I was something pure and cold and untainted by anything else besides from the liquid of the white materia. The Hikaris had said I was 'real'.
Yes, I was real, because I couldn't have been anything else. I remember being lifted and by loving hands of my creator, forcefully submerged under the sins of all of the Hikaris.
Oh yes, the sins were blissful.
I don't remember any of it, but I remember I was in eternal paradise at the time, although I was very vulnerable. I do remember that my creator had a daughter the time he spent creating me. She was a fully-fledged Hikari, but she was also human, genuinely she was human and she stood by her father as she watched him mold me and dip me in heavy bliss.
She was there every step and I remember her face, an innocent child who didn't know what was happening but that a pretty piece of artwork was being drawn out in front of her.
"Father?"
"What is it, Aki?"
"What is that thing? Why do you have to stay in a room of fire to work on it?"
"This is the soul of the statue, and I have to stay in here because that is how this statue will be made."
"Why? Why don't you just come outside so mother and I can see you work too?"
"Little Aki, I could tell you, but you would still not understand. But you can stay and watch me work if you'd like."
So she stayed, watching the melted form of ice fall into the materia and then fall into the pool of sin.
"Father? What is in that pool?"
"The sins of man."
"… … … …"
Her innocence stopped her from understanding.
"What is sin, father?"
And he did give the appropriate answer.
"Sin, is the thing I'm creating."
She saw me take form as I burst out from the pool's surface, drenched in blood but still shining brilliance of ice and materia. I gasped my first breath, struggling and lapsing for the edge of the pool, feeling the presence of the girl draw back.
I felt death.
"Daddy… daddy… something came out of the pool… I think it's bleeding. There's a lot of blood… "
Her voice cracked and started to cry.
"Father… I'm scared… father…"
"Shhh… it's okay Aki…"
"Daddy…"
"It's okay Aki. Why don't you go to your mother? You don't need to stay here."
But she shook her head.
"No. I want to stay here. I want to stay here… I'm just scare... just scared…"
She took half a step towards me.
"Daddy… it's bleeding a lot…" She whispered. "I think it's going to die…"She thought I was going to die…
She thought I was going to die.
"It's not going to die. It's just weak, that's all."
She approached me cautiously and I'm still clawing at the edge of the bloody pool, trying to not slip under as I still hadn't found my strength. I blinked at her warily as I inhaled fast breaths.
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where the ballas' at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
She reached out a hand towards me but quickly drew it back.
"It won't bite, Aki."
The girl gazed intently at me, hesitantly reaching out a hand to stroke my crimson matted hair sparkling with hints of gold. I was still very wary of her.
"It's a he, father. Isn't it? Why do you call it a 'It'?""It is not human."
"He's not? But he looks human. See?" She took out her handkerchief and began gently wiping blood off my face. "He has two beautiful eyes, a nose, a mouth, two ears, golden hair," she stated after sliding off some blood of strands of my hair with her fingers, "Two small hands, five long fingers on each, a neck, two shoulders and…"
"Aki, all of my statues have all of those you stated. If according to what you said, then all of my statues are human."
Her face broke into a smile. "Yes."
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
Emiko and Kosuke were sitting on the living room couch, waiting for the anxious news on Dark when soft thudding were heard. Emiko and Kosuke immediately stood up and spun around towards the direction, hastily alerted.
Daisuke was leaning heavily on the wall, coming slowly down the stairs.
"Dai-chan!" Emiko rushed to Daisuke as he fell forward. Kosuke caught him in time and lead him over to the couch.
Kosuke set him down. "Ey buddy."
"Hi Dad." Daisuke smiled weakly.
Emiko started fretting, sitting down besides Daisuke and pulling his head onto her lap. "Oh, honey are you alright?"
"Yeah. I heard something about Dark…"
Emiko's face darkened. "Yeah. They're claiming Dark's stealing tonight. Which you know isn't right because-"
"He's supposed to steal tomorrow. Yes, I know Mom."
"Hey, Daisuke are you alright? You've been cooped up in your room lately."
"I'm just not… feeling well."
Emiko winced. "You didn't have breakfast this morning either. Not even lunch. Here, Kosuke, look after Dai-chan for a bit. I'm going to fix him up something hot. Dai, what do you want for dinner honey?"
"Oh, so you don't even bother asking me what I want for dinner, huh?"
Emiko glared doom at Kosuke and he shut up.
"How about some strawberry and whip cream?" Daisuke suggested in his small voice.
"Strawberries…?" Emiko raised an eyebrow. "For dinner…? Um… okay, sure. Why not? Just, hold on." Emiko left the room to go out into her garden and find some strawberry patches with strawberry she was growing.
"So how's Dark doing?" Daisuke asked his father.
"Well, he's coming for the Negai no Katsura in ten minutes, so… we'll just have to sit and see."
- - - - - - - / - - - - - - -
But I ain't even gon act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
He's here.
He's here and the tension's gone now for the hunter.
"Dark." The word slithered out.
"Oh, lookie. If it isn't Krad." The thief greeted as he came closer to the ice demon. The Negai no Katsura's display case sat evidentially close to the said 'Krad' and Dark had only come closer to touch it. "I wouldn't have expect you to come though, Krad, after our spat a few hours ago."
"And why not?"
Dark ignored this as he began to circle around the case and Krad, keeping a close eye on his twin. "I would have expected your precious Satoshi to have come instead."
"Then you shouldn't count on it."
"Ahh… but I did, you see." Dark stopped and looked squarely at Krad. "Tell me, why did you decide to come tonight?"
"Why did you decide to steal tonight?"
"That's my business."
"And mine is mine." Krad spat sharply. "And I find it funny how you decide to just come straight for the art works this time around instead of playing with the guards."
Dark shrugged. "They're worthless. They're not worth playing with anymore."
"I see." Krad glared. Dark had walked up to the case and now began shredding the case apart with a glass knife. The case shattered and left exposed was the female head embroiled with the precious hairpins in her hair. Dark picked up two and stuck them in his hair.
"I make them look astonishing, don't I?" Dark smirked as he struck a pose. Krad remained expressionless. Dark's face faltered. "Oh." He smirked. "I'd bet they look even better on you, Krad." He proceeded to walk up to Krad with caution and began slowly sliding the hairpins in the blond's hair, knowing the ice demon wouldn't attack to see if Dark had anything else up his sleeves. Not like he wore any. But as it seems that Krad is off today, things changed and he took this to his advantage. Grabbing the thief's arm, Krad twist around and flung Dark to the opposite wall.
"Don't touch the hair." Krad muttered. Dark backflipped back onto his feet and rushed at Krad. Krad backed away as Dark tried to land a punch. The blond reflexively grabbed the fist and twisted the thief's arm and flung him to the ground.
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it
"You like throwing things don't you?" Dark gasped as he got up.
Krad smirked. "My Hikari master enjoyed Judo."
"I see… that would also include the breaking bones, bleeding face, broken jaws, cracking rib cages… your thing, right?"
Krad licked his lips. "That's right. Here," He reached out and snatched up Dark's hand. "Let me help you." And twisted the arm backwards, which did indeed got Dark onto his feet and got Krad the chance to fling him hard smack onto his back. Dark groaned.
The hunter smiled happily. "Do you like my new tricks?"
Dark groaned. "Not really…"
The smile submerged into a smirk. "Well then… Do you like massages, Dark?" Krad asked softly.
He straddled the purple-haired thief and placed his hands on his shoulders, seeing the wary look Dark cast him. The ice demon began implying minimal pressure down onto the shoulders, and Dark seems to relaxed a bit by this as Krad bent down to place his lips softly on Dark's neck.
The hunter always must know how to tempt his prey for the bait.
He bit gently at the pressure points and heard Dark groan. Krad smiled happily at this gesture and implied more pressure. Hands slowly working up to the neck, Krad found the one spot he was looking for and brought his whole mouth down upon it, biting hard as Dark let out a scream. Dark arched his back painfully but the ice demon forced the body to back down and let it sit, trapped firmly between himself and the cold glass floor.
The hands Krad had skillfully positioned now wrenched the neck in one sharp move and Dark's second scream echoed torture through the empty, dark art gallery.
Krad got up, blood flowing from his lips and he spat something out onto his gloved hands; it was a clean chunk of flesh.
Krad smirked, taking the piece of flesh in his hands and crooning to Dark to settle down. Forcing the bloodied gloved hand onto the thief's chest, the hunter whispered for the thief to lie still, which he did obediently obey. Krad found the place where the flesh was taken from and placed it back, pressing on the bloody piece as he ripped out a piece of cloth from Dark's shirt and tying it around the thief's neck to secure the piece back.
Blood still flowed freely from the neck despite the cloth's attempt.
"Did it hurt?" Krad asked innocently as he stood up and licked the blood from his lips.
Dark whimpered as he rolled onto his side, hand flying protectively to the bleeding part of his neck.
"Do you like my new tricks?" Krad asked again. He smirked, obviously pleased as he wiped the remaining blood with the back of his gloved hand away. He bend down, close to Dark's ear and whispered. "This is payback for earlier..."
The ice demon reached for all the hairpieces, stowed them away in a silk white bag and took off without another glance at Dark.
-------/
it all falls down
I'm telling you now,
it all falls down
/-------
- - - - - - - - - - / - - - - - - - - - -
Not the end, I'm sorry. I know you all want to get this fic over with, but I'm too lazy to type any faster XD.
- - - - - - - - - - / - - - - - - - - - -
Saihi: Okay, look. This chapter is like, an inferior chapter because it's has twice has many pages as it was supposed to have (following my; the next chapter's supposed to be one page more than the last chapter) so I'm stopping right here, even though I was supposed the add the part of what happened to the little girl. I'll have to do that next chapter (grins broadly) Yeah I know a lot of you want to know what happened to the little girl so I did my best to put it off (frowns) I wasn't supposed to put it off until next chapter though… that's a long time.
NOTE: I know for sure that Seiryu read the Riku/Risa part of this story from another story before, but deal with it girl. I dumped that story so I'm reusing the part. You know. Be 'resoursive'.
FAQ
Okay, since this is the first FAQ, I'll be answering these. Next time, I'll have Krad/Little Girl/Satoshi/Dark/Daisuke/whoever answer them, okay?
well this is a side of Krad i haven't seen before
Oh yeah. XD. Most of my reviews had so many of the 'Krad ideal' thing. Well, you know what? This is how I have always, always seen Krad as; silent, shy, polite, among many other things I better not list because I know someone will argue with me XD. I have never seen him as the evil type. I have seen things like Krad trying to kill characters, and people are ganging up on him saying how evil and cruel and a bastard he is (this is reflected in this chapter as ahem, Dark was… manipulated painfully). I disagree though, although I better not get into a long explanation why. But, in this story, the story of when he was created will do a lot of how I think of him as just unloved and wants love. I know for a sure thing that Krad wants to take over Satoshi's vessel and everything (in the manga and story), but LOL, not so in here.
For some reason i CAN see Krad doing this… Krads really a softie under his scowls and smirks ya know?
LOL. Rock on Menou! You know that's how I like them served; cold, hard coated chocolate shell on the outside, creamy, rich French vanilla with cookie dough and sprinkles for the ice cream. XD LOL. Well, yes. This is how I've been portraying Krad, the way I think he is.
Why is that girl left alone in the play house and where is her parents and why wadeva Krad own is white?
Ahhh… so you people do think after all! LOL. And here I was with all these 'great story' and 'please continue' s thinking why you people would want to read if you're not finding my flaws. Okay, first off, the 'girl left in the play house' thing will reveal itself soon when Krad takes her out (in the next chapter or the chapter after that), and whatever Krad owning is white has something to do with his creation and Aki (random name when I was writing this. LOL. I remember in sixth and seventh grade, all my teachers called me 'Aki'. Ahh…. Good times.)
The little girl and Krad moments were adorable!
Oh yea. So many reviews with this too. I know they're adorable. …Which was mainly the reason I was wanting to cry when I reread it. It's hard to imagine if you'll ever see this in the book, eh? That's why I did it. Because You'll never see it.
I think it brings a whole new light to the person that is KradWell, yeah… (coughcough) like it was stated, you will never see Krad like this. (is using this fact to her advantage)
End of Chapter's FAQ
O.o most of these revolved around Krad, because most of your questions/comments were on Krad and the little girl. Umm… send in more? Krad and the little girl wants to answer some. XD
(Saihi's note)
Daisuke hates all of you, except for Ashe Nightingale and Kute Anime Kitty (gives them cookies). He loves the attention. He thanks you for the concern.
Satoshi loves Seiryu and Kaze (hands them cookies). He despises everyone else.
Krad is NOT feeling vicious towards any of you… well, he's warming up a bit, receiving waaaaaay too much praise and love for his own good (grumbles) got praised even more than me… (gives you all pocky).
And from me, thank you for all whose reviewed so far (gives you all ice cream)! Um… extra thankies for those who reviewed for all chapters so far (gives you extra scoop). Ice cream's good for ya. Especially since it's summer.
Crystal-Neko, Thankies for the email. I know, FFNET sucks now, huh? I am still determined to find out who gave Krad all those treasures! I will rip them to pieces…. (rips apart her moogle doll that she bought at AX) rip….. but. (hides the fluffy remains) For now, thankies, and have a cookie. It's good with the ice cream.
(end Saihi's note)
Betaing Note: this has not been beta-ed (well… the last two chapters weren't either). Shirohane's (most of you know her as Hane) been off to San Francisco for the last… decade or something because I can't seem to locate her XD. She was supposed to beta, but apparently, she's gone into hiding and if I can't find her, I can't get this betaed. Damn. I need a sub beta for these stupid occasions! Hmmm…. I'll put up ads or something, lol.
Note: Hmmm…. I find it funny how you guys have not been wondering about why Krad had decided to take the little kid home (dude… would you just take a little kid home like that?). Second, why is no one asking why have I been calling the little girl, 'little girl'? It's kinda too late to ask. XD. But I'll be nice and give you the answer to the first question anyway: I have already told you why as of this chapter. Muhahahaha… how evil am I?
Last Note: So you guys got a glimpse of the story that is Krad's awakening (no wait! That's the legend of zelda! I must say 'creation'). You like? I like. Now, there is a creation story for Dark, but it's not as bloody and 'kindly told' as Krad's. You guys want it, or should I spare the extra space for more of 'Krad's Story Time'? Or do you want both? (gasp) Oh no. It really depends on who you want to know more about (from my POV, of course. XD. I don't know the real deal). Pick something, and I'll get my butt on it as soon as some reviews get into the review box (points down). For now, I've run out of cookies and ice creams (frowns) we're out of coffee ice cream. I'ma run to the store and buy some more so be back later!