I cackle charmingly as I pull away from my computer to pose. A, D, With and Daisuke are all staring at me blankly, twitching slightly.
"M-Chan..."
"Yes my A-san?"
"..."
"Never mind..."
"I thought so, anyway! Let us start the wonderful chapter! And it's our tenth chapter!" I sparkle with happy eyes, all of them pale once again, staring at me.
"Maybe if I called Hiwatari-kun over here, he'll backstab her."
"He certainly has the skill to." I cackle happily, posing with my hands as they stare at me once again,
"I do not own DNAngel!"
Hello, Clone of Me
X.
Broken...that was the only word that stumbled upon Risa's mind as she watched Daisuke come into the household, holding Dark's hand tightly, his face covered with his limp red-hair.
"Daisuke?" Risa betrayed her surprise, even though she had already seen the scene, looking at Daisuke like this in real life...it was terrible...The redhead looked up at her, his eyes blank with blood and tears dripping casually. It was then Risa noticed the blood trail that was behind the two, feathers were also falling slowly with each step the redhead took.
"Hai?" Risa bit her lips, terror shaking her utter core as she heard the broken blank tone within Daisuke's voice and the smile...oh that terrible smile!
"Oh my God Daisuke! What happened?" Risa blinked as Towa ran and tackled the redhead, hugging him fearfully as though if she ever let go, he would disappear. Daisuke ducked his head again, and Dark smiled softly,
"I'm tired." Daisuke muttered, which made Towa let him go as his wing and stump reacted to these words. With a kiss to Dark on his cheek, Daisuke let go of Dark's hand and traveled slowly up to his bedchambers.
"Dark? What happened? Why does Daisuke have his wings out? Why...why is...why is it like that?" Towa spat out all the questions that had to be asked, Risa closed her eyes, feeling the sting of tears dripping down her eyes. She heard Dark sigh as Towa continued to ask, "Where is Hikari and Satoshi-kun?"
"Somewhere, I don't care where they are right now. I need a night of sleep..." Dark pushed his way through, Towa stared with concerning eyes as Risa could feel herself shaking. Her body was crying, racking in tears as she could hear the sorrow in the air. Daisuke hadn't only manipulated his birthright, but also the nature all around him. Risa could feel the trees, the strawberries, the garden, every little person around was now crying for some reason. Daisuke was hurt in such a way...that it hurt everyone else as well.
"Gomen Nasai Niwa-kun." Risa whispered and moved up, to meet her sister again. The tears that her body was producing was killing her, the sheer strain on her spirit...it was terrible. Though there was definitely even a fraction of the colors left...they still contained too much power...and now that Daisuke's wings were out...Risa drew out the crystal ball that she had been granted to keep an eye on her host. Now, now that the two were separated...it would just get worse...
Krad glared at the figure ahead of him and the figure within his arms, his wings gliding down helplessly while twitching every once in awhile.
"Hiwatari." Krad spat out, glaring with venom as Satoshi twitched within his arms once again. Why did they have to apply so much electricity?
"Now Krad, you shouldn't be so cross with your father."
"Stepfather." Krad sneered; despising the fact of the tall man was there right in front of him. His very dark brunette hair shined confidently as he held his hands within his back pocket. Krad had been expecting to see his mother, and give her a good punch to the face. Kei shook his finger in a disappointed way then stared down at Satoshi.
"Why are his wings out?" Krad nearly smirked at the displeasure of the mere action of Satoshi's wings being out caused the entire facility. Krad could tell that the wings drained something out of each and every once of them, what it was, Krad wasn't sure...but it didn't matter.
"He tried to fly away."
"I see...Well time to strip him of his wings." Krad blinked as Satoshi was taken out of his hands and yelled as he was handcuffed and pushed against a wall with three burly men.
"What do you mean, strip him of his wings?" Kei smirked back at the panicking Krad as Satoshi slowly stirred.
"Exactly what you think it means...though in different means." Krad stared with wide-eyes as Satoshi yelled as his hands were forced against a...cross? His hands were bounded very tightly rope and his wings were forced together, all bundled up in the same rope, aching Satoshi as he barely had awoken up.
"What are...?"
"Your mother wanted us to get rid of the wings this way...I must admit, it's very creative." Creative? Two scientists grabbed Satoshi and pushed him harshly against the wooden cross, splinters stung into Satoshi's wrist, making the blunette flinch.
"Krad?" Satoshi asked, his voice pale and strained and Krad could see fear building up in his eyes.
"It'll be okay Satoshi-sama, it'll be okay." Krad whispered back, but grunted as the three burly men pushed him back against the wall again. Kei couldn't help but grin, how funny. Kei then motioned more scientists in the area to start. Axes...Satoshi stared with wide-eyes as the axes drew nearer and nearer. Satoshi struggled, the aching feeling of fear bubbling up in his chest as he tried to move but found his strength lacking.
A scream overtook the earth, so loud that the earth quaked at its sheer power in volume. Krad could only stare and struggle as Satoshi's bottom wings were hacked at, the sickening thumps of his feathers dropping into a puddle of blood and the feathers forming a fake pillow as they kept hacking off Satoshi's now new stumps. Krad couldn't take it, he knocked down the burly men and knocked all of the scientists down, getting a few cuts to his face as the scientists were surprised and swung at his body. Krad panted and stood in front of Satoshi in a hostile position Satoshi grew blank. Satoshi had only two wings remaining, two wings that didn't look full at all and were still bunched together, flouting only in the air because of the support of the rope and four new stumps were formed upon his back.
"Leave Satoshi-sama alone." Krad bared out his fangs, glaring with a furious pair of eyes. Kei blinked at the hostile look...and saw that Krad was going to actually bite them if that was his only choice. Kei then shrugged with a cackle,
"Oh that's fine, we've got all we need now anyway...Goodnight Krad." He walked off, the scientists gathering the wings they cut and picking up every feather they could, not even bothering to clean up the mess they made. An odd mistake to make, but seeing as how the blank Satoshi and fang baring Krad weren't going to move, they wouldn't want to get close to the two. Krad growled as they all left and faced Satoshi, concern spreading to his face.
"Satoshi-sama?"
"It's my fault." Satoshi whispered and Krad froze as Satoshi's blunette turned darker all of the sudden. Curiosity and concern flooded Krad's face as he bent down to meet the young one's eyes,
"What is?"
"I'm sorry." Satoshi whispered, his eyes were so blank that Krad was afraid of never seeing life in the eyes again, "It's all my fault." Satoshi repeated quietly, his hair growing darker by the moment.
"Satoshi-sama?"
"I'm a monster."
"No...no..." Krad comforted Satoshi with his face, nuzzling the boy as that was all he could do, if Krad could he would have broken from the handcuffs and get Satoshi out of the satanic position, they didn't even unbound Satoshi's wings! Those bastards!
"I am...I hurt Daisuke...I hurt you...I hurt...my wings..." Satoshi looked at him, his eyes surrounded with a cold gray mist that Krad had only seen once in his life and he was terrified. "I am a monster." Satoshi repeated, this time tears looked like they wanted to come out, but...
"Oh no...Satoshi-sama..." Krad frowned, seeing the disaster of Dark again within Satoshi..."No...Shhh, Satoshi-sama...shhh." Krad tried to discourage the disappointing words, tried to discourage the sadness that he could see within Satoshi's eyes.
"I am...a tone..." Satoshi whispered, whatever that had meant, it was having some kind of effect on Satoshi. What kind of effect, Krad didn't know, but he frowned, continuing to try his best to stop Satoshi's teenage angst...but it wasn't working...
Nothing would work...and Satoshi might end up forgetting him...
Please. Not...again...
"Onsen." Four occupants looked up to see a still very bloody Daisuke, he wasn't bleeding as badly but the blood was crisping all over his skin, turning it dark.
"What?" Takeshi asked, choking back his yell of surprise as Menou grasped his hand. Daisuke sighed, his eyes still looking terribly blank and repeated his request once again,
"Onsen." Dark stood up and saw the terrified looks stumble upon Menou and Takeshi's face (He silently thanked God that Takai wasn't awake). Dark walked slowly to Daisuke, the redhead watching him each step the older took,
"Sorry Daisuke, we can't go to an Onsen." Daisuke nodded mildly, his wing stretching uncomfortably; Daisuke stared blankly up at Dark whispering to him,
"Then can you take a bath with me niichan?" Dark smiled, though a sad smile. Dark then nodded and looked back at the other three, Towa nodded as she slowly started to unravel the story told to her about last night. Dark grabbed Daisuke's hand and trudged to the bathroom, which encouraged the youth to walk a little faster. When the two had made it to the bathroom (which had a Jacuzzi, a small bath and a large bath, geez, stupid millionaires and their oversized bathrooms) Daisuke went slightly slack in Dark's grip. Dark blanked out and helped Daisuke strip from his clothes, flinching as the blood stained even to Daisuke's lithe body.
"Daisuke, doesn't it hurt?" Daisuke shook his head slowly, tugging at Dark's own tight shirt and moved away to start the large bath. Dark sighed, staring up and down at Daisuke, he was definitely growing...but...Eyes lingered up to the stump, still flapping as though to prove it was still alive somehow. Dark blanked out as Daisuke started to hum something, what he was humming Dark didn't understand very well, it was in an entire different language (English actually, but Dark never paid any attention in his foreign language classes).
"Are you going to miss him?" Dark blinked as Daisuke stumbled into the steaming bath, looking contented as the blood seeped into the water. Dark stared quietly, only nodding slightly,
"I guess."
"Liar." Daisuke whispered, turning away for a second to splash some of the extremely hot water (at least to Dark's good judgment, from the way the steam was raising from the bath and how red Daisuke's skin was growing) on his wing. Daisuke whispered to him again, "You will miss him…You always have." Dark raised one eyebrow at Daisuke, slowly climbing into the bath, not to startle the younger one.
"How do you mean?"
"You just don't know it, you don't remember anything." Daisuke muttered quietly, handing the other a comforting towel. Dark nodded slowly as he started to wash his little brother's back, flinching slightly as he avoided the wounds from the broken and torn wing. Dark then noticed that there was a little bone marrow sticking out from the splintered wing, he then carefully started to clean it. Daisuke hissed in pain.
"What don't I remember?" Dark asked, now starting to scrape off the crispy blood that had been dripping from Daisuke's feathers. Daisuke shook his head, and cupped his hands against the faucet, the water scalding his hands as he threw the water over his hair. Dark complained which had earned a tragic smile on Daisuke's face.
"You love him." Dark stiffened as Daisuke gave Dark some shampoo, avoiding the earlier subject. Dark squirted the gooey substance into his hand and started to wash Daisuke's hair, pressing harshly to get into the thick hair, trying to get rid of the clump of blood that froze itself within his red hair.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Daisuke's head bobbed up and down as Dark kept rubbing his fingers to wash Daisuke's hair clearly.
"…" Daisuke didn't reply, he just shook his head softly, a very small smile upon his lips.
"It's okay…but that's what make it hurts so much, doesn't it?" Dark couldn't help but grin as he stared at Daisuke's hair started to look brighter slowly. Dark sighed quietly as he continued the loving scrubs that pulsated the broken Daisuke,
"No, I don't love him. I never have and I never will..."
"Your pride as a womanizer?" Dark almost coughed, grinning mischievously as Daisuke had spoke, now that sounded like the regular Daisuke.
"Why of course!" Dark grinned then gagged, "Is this draining? I feel like I've been swimming in blood." Daisuke blinked and looked at Dark silently, then a very small smile broke out on Daisuke's face as Dark performed ridiculous poses to get rid of the water. Daisuke kept smiling as they left the scalding bath and Dark helped Daisuke dry off. Daisuke stared, it seemed a bit curious as he cleaned off Daisuke,
"When's the last time we took a bath together niichan?" Dark looked up at him, blinking at the question. Dark then thought about it carefully, "Niichan?"
"Three years."
"Oh."
The room lapped into a silence as Daisuke took the towel to dry off his front, feeling the same scars and dirty feelings that he kept having, surrounding his body. Daisuke was used, he knew that much, after all Daisuke wasn't completely innocent and stupid...but it had hurt. Daisuke was used and he knew the answer why to everything. If Daisuke were an observer, he would have just wanted to help stop the mess at all, but...now he just hadn't the heart to care so much right now. It strained Daisuke's heart a lot, to even be thinking so terribly, to him, it felt like there was no will to live at all. Daisuke was pulled out of silence as Dark took his chin,
"Let's see if we can get rid of those wings for now." Daisuke stared up, innocent ruby eyes shining slightly again with life...but terror feared him. What if he liked it? It was as if this body wasn't his at all, Daisuke then ripped away from Dark's gaze and grip, shaking slightly in fear. Daisuke didn't want anything to happen to Dark now...Daisuke was scared of himself, he knew that, but he was also afraid if Dark discovered what kind of monster he was. Daisuke continued stepping back, but whimpered as his wings (well, what he had of wings) came into contact with the wall. Daisuke then whimpered again as Dark trapped him carefully. "Daisuke?"
"Please...don't..." Daisuke whimpered again, his eyes starting to shine up in tears.
"Daisuke...what did he do to you?" Daisuke looked up quickly, stunned that he knew whom Dark was referring to, especially as Dark pressed him closer to the wall (Daisuke sure it was unintentional), "What did Hiwatari do to you?" Daisuke had excluded the part of Satoshi-sama...Daisuke had already felt ashamed of himself, wasn't that enough repentance? Dark growled as Daisuke looked away, he wanted answers! "Daisuke, answer me!"
"He kissed me. I liked it." Daisuke replied back, rather straight-foreword, seeing as he would never escape from Dark's gaze and the violet-haired man would just demand it every second that he saw Daisuke. May as well get the pain over with. Dark stared quietly at Daisuke, then slowly (very slowly sadly, seeing as Dark didn't have all the pieces to the puzzle) put it together. Dark then frowned very darkly,
"Daisuke." Daisuke flinched at his name, then looked up very slowly at Dark, waiting for words that Daisuke feared to come true. Daisuke didn't want it to come true, no...but he couldn't care as much right now, he supposed. It was strange, Daisuke had felt like a part of him was stolen...and what more was the colors weren't as loud as they usually were, but there were also different voices...different quiet voices.
"Yes?" Daisuke asked timidly, breath drawing out very slowly as fear clenched itself within his heart. Dark stared quietly at those shaking eyes, then sighed as he could only hug Daisuke,
"I'm sorry." Dark whispered as Daisuke leaned into the warm hug. The voices were quieting a bit more to listen to Dark's apology, "I'm sorry that, that had to happen to you." Daisuke stared, emotion appeared in his eyes quietly as Daisuke slowly nodded against Dark,
"It's okay Dark-niichan, it's not your fault." Dark couldn't help but smile as Daisuke's tone took that of a very innocent one. Dark then sighed and moved away from Daisuke to dry himself off, cleaning off the dripping dark water.
"I should have tried a lot harder. Maybe if I hadn't let them in..." Dark blinked as Daisuke touched his arm, drawing the kaitou back to his gaze,
"Please don't say that. I'm happy that I got to stay with Hiwatari-kun." Dark growled at the sheer mention, especially since Daisuke was still giving respect to the foul blunette. Dark blinked as Daisuke moved to sit down, carefully with a soft smile, "I did a terrible thing Dark-niichan...I told him I hate him." Dark blinked as Daisuke stared down, his hair covering the broken eyes once again, "I...I told him that I...that I hate him..." Daisuke started to shake, "I don't though. Niichan, why did I say that? Why?" Dark was taken back as he stared into furious eyes that had slow tears dropping down from them. "Why did I lie to him, niichan?" The bathroom was lapsed into a sickening silence, Dark didn't know how to answer that.
"Maybe you wanted him to come back." Both males were startled as there was a slight noise outside the door. They both stared at the door with wide-eyes, expecting the person to come in. But she didn't. "I had once told Takeshi that I hated him...but I didn't mean it." They continued to stare at the door as the wife and mother leaned her head against the wall of the door. "I didn't mean to, I felt terrible...I had said that to him because he was moving away from me." Oh...that time. Dark smiled a bit, remembering how Takeshi moped over this, as he would visit Dark's regularly. "I hated it so much, so I had told him that I hated him..." Menou started trembling, remembering the bubbled feelings of angst and anger that had hit her then when she had said such an awful thing to the person she loved.
"What happened?" Daisuke asked, he was very curious now, even though he could tell that it was a happy ending, what could have possibly happened then though?
"I moved with him." Dark smiled, he also remembered this, Menou had demanded to come with Takeshi, telling him that she had actually loved him and she never would want to let go (of course Takeshi joked about this, but got hit on the head several times because of it). "I was so sad when I had told him that I hated him...I regretted then, but I'm happy now, because those words help strengthen our relationship together. Daisuke, sometimes, it's okay to lie, especially to the one you love..." Menou sighed, smiling idly then moving away from the door, "Breakfast is ready when you're ready." Menou grinned and moved away slowly.
"..." Dark looked over at Daisuke, who seem to be processing this information. Daisuke leaned further into the wall, frowning a bit,
"Niichan..."
"It's okay Daisuke, it's okay..."
Subject - Satoshi Hikari and/or Hiwatari
Time - 0800 hours, 04/09/10
Area - Growing Gardens of Envy
Rio Hiwatari looked down at her sheet and continued writing on it, looking up every once in awhile to stare at her half-sibling, wandering around silently through the gardens. The Growing Gardens of Envy were her mothers idea, as was this whole place, and the government was funding them again, so anything was possible. They were called the Growing Gardens of Envy because of the fact that the luscious greens growing all around were of far larger varieties of that of an African jungle. There were restricted accesses here every once in awhile and so that would make the visitors envious of their surroundings, the fact that it was made by someone else...unthinkable. Rio sighed and continued writing down on her clipboard that she was taught
Behavior -
Rio paused there, and stared up at her half-brother, frowning as she bit into the pen she held. What was there to say? The former records had already stated how the mysterious piece of art (as that is what her mother had called him) acted. There was only one difference, and yet Rio was too young to notice Satoshi's eyes lighting calmly. This place...it was soothing, calm...quiet...Satoshi could feel a part of Daisuke in him for some strange reason, it was very weird. Satoshi then hissed a bit as he usually did as his wings racked up to give life, the feathers brushed against the many vines that were hung low and hurt Satoshi as some feathers fell. The reason the wings hadn't disappeared was unknown, though some scientists had come up with a theory that because the other wings were removed, Satoshi couldn't withdraw with what he had, similar to an odd arachnid effect that were in some spiders. Rio followed faithfully then blinked as Satoshi spoke to her quietly, his voice was tired and unused,
"Where is Krad?"
Concern for creator at 0810 hours.
"He is with mother." Satoshi sat down calmly and Rio couldn't help but stare back calmly, though fear somehow started to build up in her heart as Satoshi was in a meditating position. It took her awhile, but Rio could see that Satoshi wanted her to sit next to him. So carefully, pushing the helm of her silver skirt, she sat down next to Satoshi, her clipboard showing carefully. The two sat together in a strange silence, looking all over the gardens as a fake sun peeked through the trees. Rio sighed slightly, Satoshi was much different then her other older brother. Satoshi was only about ten years older then she, but there was still something so weird about him, which is really weird, concerning the fact that Satoshi is a clone.
"Who is...mother?" Rio blinked at the slow question, noticing that tone that sounded so unused and tired. Rio grinned though, she loved mother.
"Our mom, all of ours. Krad's, mine and if you look at it at a different view, yours too." Satoshi faced the younger when she said this, and for some reason Rio felt herself shivering slightly...and a little drained, that was very strange.
"Krad's mother?" Rio shivered again, this time the tone was not calm or quiet, but full of blind rage. Blind rage that made the wings brush Satoshi protectively as his temper got the best of him slowly (of which Rio wrote down quickly).
"Um...yes...is there something wrong with that?" Rio asked curiously, tilting her head slightly. What was wrong with mother? Mother was perfect, beautiful and there was nothing to hate about her. Rio frowned as Satoshi just turned away, but she could tell the blunette was still furious at the sheer mention of mother. Rio didn't realize she was holding a breath until Satoshi spoke again,
"What is she like?" Rio brightened considerably and started to talk about her favorite subject. Now that Rio thought about it, it really was very strange, Satoshi was nothing like her other brother. It...it kind of scared Rio as she continued thinking about it silently in her mind,
"Mother is just...the best." Rio summed up her summery, as she had described the older woman with many adjectives and a lot of love, it almost convinced Satoshi that this was a different woman...but if it was Krad's mother...
"STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!"
Satoshi shook his head timidly, finding it very strange as he could feel terrible wounds starting to spread all over his body, physical pain peeking at its very rage as a vision took place in front of Satoshi. Rio blinked as Satoshi stared very blankly ahead, but yelled as he coughed out blood. "Satoshi?" She yelped louder as Satoshi grabbed her harshly. Rio started shaking in fear as Satoshi looked up to her, his eyes blood red. Rio whimpered as the seemingly weak boy's gripped tightened, his eyes so dark that Rio could not see any pupil as it buried itself in the redness of its eyes. Rio screamed as Satoshi muttered,
"Stop it...stop it now..." Rio kept shaking, yelling as Satoshi had actually managed to pierce through her clothing and into her flesh, and drawing blood.
"Satoshi..." She whimpered, trying to rip from his grip but failing greatly. Satoshi stopped for a second, but only to turn and cough out some more blood. Rio was scared, this was very insane! How could it be like this? Was this because Satoshi's body was failing slowly? Rio started yelling louder and kicking and screaming, scratching at Satoshi who took the wounds easily, growling as though her reactions the cause of his pain.
"Satoshi." The fighting stopped for a second and Rio could hardly believe it, Krad was there, dressed casually in white. Rio was even more surprised as Satoshi's grip grew slack and he turned to Krad, his wings falling down like he was a puppy who had done a very bad thing. Krad walked over to Satoshi carefully and took his hand, rubbing it tenderly, "It's okay, let's go." As though these were the magic words, Satoshi dropped out from his hostile eyes and stared at Krad with a slightly confused grip on reality. Rio shook even more, holding herself as Krad helped the blunette up.
"I'm telling mom." Rio almost regretted those words immediately as Krad turned to her, smirking at her viciously.
"Go ahead." Rio felt like a child...a very small child that was insignificant and had no meaning in the world. Krad turned again and continued to move on, Rio couldn't help but notice that Krad was clutching unto Satoshi and through each step the two took together...death followed through the grass they stepped on. Rio stood up, gulping timidly as she tried to nurse her wound for now. Rio then picked up her clipboard and frowned. The truth...she did not want to tell the truth, if she were, she would never get near the older. And that, that was very bad. Rio then marked down on her clipboard
Unresponsive otherwise.
They wouldn't go away...why was that? Daisuke blinked as Dark separated the kiss that he had timidly been pushed into. Daisuke looked at his wing, which flew near his sight at his quiet request...why wasn't it disappearing? Dark also seemed stunned from this and folded his arms, thinking of the possible answer. But Daisuke already knew,
"Tones."
"...Tones?"
"If you add dark or white to a color, it will become unpure, but will add more to it."
"...?" Dark rose an eyebrow as Daisuke continued his art rant. It didn't take long before the two figured out why, Daisuke had a new foreign parasite in his body. Dark cursed and grabbed Daisuke's arm immediately to search for such parasite. Of course it also did not take long for Dark to exam Daisuke's body with the technology (as much as he hated to admit) of Krad. "It's weird."
"They're not hostile." Daisuke muttered uselessly as Dark poked and prodded him, as though to see what the new ghosts would do. Nothing happened, just the slowly growing frustrated Daisuke. Dark growled once again, and Daisuke flinched as he had to take a blood sample...but as he tried, there was a loud foreign sound, breaking off the needle. The two watched with a strange fascination as the needle dropped to the ground, pieces somehow breaking up and turning into a fine dust by the time it hit the ground completely. A very silent pause surrounded the room after the dust remained there.
"There's something else wrong..." Dark muttered, clutching his short violet hair angrily, racking his mind in thinking. Daisuke sighed and started to twiddle with his feet, swinging them back and forth like he usually would if he was impatient about something. Daisuke wasn't too sure about what could have been wrong, but Dark was right...Daisuke blinked as his wing came into view, covering Daisuke comfortably as memories of the earlier incident flew to his mind.
How could Satoshi-sama do something so horrible? It pained Daisuke to think about it, but he had to, if he didn't, who would? Dark blinked as Daisuke lay down upon them at that he had earlier placed Daisuke on for inspection.
"Dark...was this my fault?" Dark flinched, oh crap. Daisuke was definitely growing up, and the signs that he had saw earlier within Daisuke's growing childhood, he knew this question would have came eventually. Daisuke was definitely growing up, but in the wrong way. Dark wondered how he could possibly change the thought pattern that he knew the younger was going through...but how?
"No Daisuke, it wasn't your fault at all." Dark moved faithfully next to Daisuke, sitting down and relaxing next to him, staring at the red eyes that faced him for a second. There was a much needed silence that filled the room, for Dark contemplating on how much he should hate the Hikaris, but Daisuke kept changing his mind about it. Dark should...but he didn't know what to think. There were too many pieces missing, why spend three years just to rip it away like that. The past three years...they were...they were actually fun for Dark. Waking up every morning to see a protective Krad, clinging over a frustrated Satoshi, with a laughing family group as Takai performed another trick she had learned at school the day before. Why...Why...?
"Dark, why is my wing dark, do you think?" Dark stared as Daisuke sat up once again, his wing stretching as his stump remained still. Dark frowned a bit and examined the wing. It was very much like a wing of an angel, just tinted darkness surrounding each shading of the feathers, along with a blue tint wedged deep in the surface, it was a little odd, but then again, how did Daisuke come up with wings in the first place? His DNA glitch? Nah, he and Krad had already gone through that process and there was nothing wrong with their blood (well...excluding the fact that there are other organisms in there). Dark then sighed, giving his honest answer,
"You're different Daisuke." Daisuke nodded slowly as Dark continued, "In every way, genetically, physically, and mentally, you are different then Hiwatari," Daisuke couldn't help but flinch at Dark's cold voice as he called the blunette's name, "you are the exact opposite. There's something about your genes that make you react in an innate behavior pattern." Daisuke nodded, maybe that explain a few things. He and Satoshi were different, it was as simple as that...but what was that attracted them both together so much? Sure there was the stupid cliche, "Opposites attract" but Daisuke didn't really believe it like that. There was something pulling the two together, even if they didn't want it. But...Daisuke stared up at Dark quietly as the older man was also contemplating something...
But...
He...
He...
He wanted to be with Satoshi...even now! It was just so strange that Daisuke missed Satoshi so much, especially since he had spoken words that would only encourage Satoshi's escape from his life. True, Menou said that it was actually trying to encourage Satoshi to come back...but, it really didn't seem that way did it? Daisuke lowered his gaze, though he usually stayed steadfast in his beliefs, this was one of the first times that he felt terrible for doing what he thought was right. Dark then stretched back, catching Daisuke's attention as his agile body creaked silently.
"...Let's look for them." Daisuke's head ripped up even more to stare at Dark's face, a cheesily grin was upon his face and angry eyes were behind the grin, but...he really wanted to go after Krad and Satoshi! Daisuke grinned a wavering smile,
"Thank you niichan!" Daisuke jumped the older and Dark grinned even more, glad to see Daisuke's happy response. Of course...Daisuke didn't know what else was going through Dark's mind. Though usually Dark would be a calm person, Krad did the worse thing ever...and Dark was going to kill him the minute he laid his eyes on him, no matter what. Satoshi however, Dark looked down at Daisuke as the boy was actually grinning like he usually would.
Satoshi, he would leave up to Daisuke.
"What do you think you're doing?" Kei actually froze when he was addressed by a cold glare and a silent tapping of feet behind him as his adoptive son came to his side, darkly frowning at the brunette. Weeks had passed since the blonde and his creation had first came to this government-funded operation, and one thing that Kei had noticed immediately was that Krad's attitude was growing darker and darker each day. And currently Kei's situation was making Krad's attitude that much darker, as the young adult (A/N: In this fanfic, Kei and Krad are the exact age right now, twisted, isn't it?) lifted his hands away from the door-knob that lead to Satoshi's room.
"Some of the scientists around here were curious about performing experiments upon Satoshi." Kei replied calmly, telling the truth as he sensed that lying to the other would bring very disastrous results. Krad frowned,
"I had thought that mother and I agreed to leave Satoshi-sama out of any matters such as that." Kei blinked almost slowly, as the thought registered through his mind.
"Oh? Have you?"
"Or so I had thought." Krad replied back, his glare growing colder as he shifted his stance angrily. Kei frowned right back, though couldn't help but feel a creeping feeling of spiders running down through his spine, taunting and teasing Kei to move. Now Kei was always a rather logical man, he didn't usually follow any feelings of fear that he ever had through his entire life, but the bubbling anxiety that started to build up inside of him, made him regret trying to enter in the clone's room.
"I see...we had not heard of that."
"And so you still thought it was fine to go into Satoshi-sama's room?" Krad asked, pushing by Kei a bit to place his own hand upon the doorknob, "If I ever catch you around here again, the scientists will have something else to experiment on." Krad growled at Kei, opening the door and quickly closing it. Kei stared for only a second and was surprised to find that he was sweating, just a small bit mind you, but still...Krad had instilled fear and for some reason, that fear had scared Kei enough...Kei shook his head angrily and moved off, he would have to speak to his wife later...
Dark held his head in frustration as the flight attendant kindly asked him to calm the children and adults. After having discussed about going after Krad and Satoshi, the whole household was in a fuss, following immediately after them, even though Dark had insisted they didn't need to come. They still did...and apparently was the first time to ever be on a plane. Takai was squealing cutely while running up and down the aisles. Risa was following after her, though trying to capture the younger girl in a game of tag. Daisuke (bless his heart) was trying to stop the two, of course only making it worse as the two squealed as Daisuke was the person who was it. Menou was sleeping peacefully, despite all the noise, probably used to it. Takeshi was up at the front, commenting on how the pilots drove the plane, aggravating them of course and Towa was in bird form, perched on Dark's hair, hissing at anyone who stared at her.
"Um...Sir?" The flight attendant addressed him, twitching slightly as the bird hissed at her. Dark sighed, digging Towa from his head and setting her down in the seat next to him, folding his arms,
"Niwas!" Everyone froze to stare at the angered Dark, who glared over at all of them as Takeshi was pushed into the room, "Settle down. Now." Dark said sternly and Daisuke just sighed, sitting down next to his brother with a slight fidget as his wing struggled against the bounds of the many sweaters Daisuke had on. Daisuke knew that normally he would have been overheating, but it was awfully cool for some strange reason.
"You're no fun Dark." Risa pouted as she had Takai sit in her lap,
"No fun." Takai imitated Risa's pout, looking cuter in the process. Dark sighed again and there were yells as there was a loud pop next to Dark and Towa transformed back into her normal form.
"To-to." Dark moaned, burying his head into the palm of his hand, groaning as the whole plane yelled for help, loud beeps overtook the room. Menou was still asleep as everyone in the group sighed. Daisuke stared as Takai started clapping and giggling cutely, an idea popped in the redhead's mind,
"Aunt Towa's always getting carried away with her magic tricks, isn't she Takai?" Daisuke commented as the girl bubbled out and giggled some more, continuing to clap her hands together. The plane became silent (and flight attendants even more tired) as they all seemed to ask the same question,
"Magic trick?"
"Yeah, sorry to frighten you! Towa here is a magician, she gets carried away sometimes." There were 'ohs' all around the room, as the other adults sat down, calming and going back to their regular schedules. Dark twitched and glared over at Towa once again, hitting the woman over the head. "Dummy!" He hissed underneath his breath as Towa rubbed her new wound. Dark sighed again and leaned against Daisuke, tired from the whole trip (only six hours had passed), "What would I ever had done without you?"
"Rot and go into an inner hell." Dark blinked...very slowly, then faced Daisuke with a very skeptic look.
"Krad-kun had said that behind your back when you had said that a while ago." Dark sighed and held his head again, moaning like a child,
"How much longer?"
"We're going to America right?" Dark was surprised by the dark voice of Menou, who had finally awoken from her nap, "Right?" She asked again for confirmation. The small group nodded to her as Takashi confirmed with his loud voice, used to the moody Menou. "Then we probably have around...thirteen more hours." Dark sighed once again, only able to take Menou's word for it, since she was also on this trip to hell a long time ago. Dark then slowly stared as the children had settled down, Risa and Daisuke were talking to each other softly while Takai would clap at any random thing they said.
"He's getting a bit better, isn't he?" Towa made the same observation as Dark had. The violet-haired man nodded, grinning slightly as he saw Daisuke smile genuinely. Though Daisuke was someone you could push down, Daisuke was also the kind of person who could easily get back up and fight back. The mere thought of Satoshi and Krad brought Dark evil thoughts throughout his mind but...Daisuke seemed to care for Satoshi so much that it hurt. Hurt Dark that is, for some reason, and Dark wasn't completely sure why, but the fact that Daisuke gave such devotion to the blunette hurt him deeply.
"Yeah, he is." Dark simply replied, leaning on his hand to stare lovingly at Daisuke. Towa frowned slightly, staring at Dark's own gaze closely. Towa was warned about this from her contact...she would have to keep a very close eye on Dark, that much was for certain. Towa frowned even more at the thought, she might even had to separate the 'brothers' if she had to...that was something she didn't want to do, that much was for certain. Oh well, at least there was no need to really worry about it right now.
"So Dark, why are we going to America?" Dark tilted his head slightly as Takeshi spoke, covering his wife with the blanket that had fallen off of her earlier. Dark considered this for a second then leaned closer to the dark-haired man, whispering softly so Daisuke didn't hear anything,
"I have a feeling they're over in a government system in America. Krad told me that he was an American student for awhile, so I was thinking that he'd be there."
"In America, huh?" Takeshi lowered his eyes for a second, taking a second to think about it.
"Something wrong?" Takeshi shook his head quickly...rather too quickly now that Dark thought about it. Dark glared as Takeshi moved away and went to sleep next to his wife, snoring slightly as he faked his sleep. Dark groaned once again and looked out to see darkness covering the small window of the airplane. Slowly his gaze escaped and went back to Daisuke, who was sleeping as was everyone else on the plane, though the foreign time changes still made them active, the sight of darkness made them feel all sleepy still. Dark smiled slightly as he watched over his family quietly, then gave Daisuke a kiss on the forehead, "Oyasumi Dai-chan."
"So...you are Satoshi-sama."
"And you are mother." Satoshi was summoned down to the deep depths of the underground government, all the way to the mother's office. The office was cold and solid, nothing could come in without permission, there were also no windows as it was deeply buried underground. Satoshi stared coldly as he was freezing and his wings folded into a topcoat of feathers. The figure known as mother looked rather young, but Satoshi knew she was well over forty from her whiting hair and wrinkles building up to her forehead. Satoshi could tell, and not just from the angering voices inside of his head, that mother was not someone to love or like in the sense Rio Hiwatari had spoken about her. Yes perhaps this mother was protective over her young children, but when they got older...perhaps she got worse. But no, Satoshi narrowed his gaze as the woman addressed him again,
"You do look a little like Krad-kins..." She said softly, her tired evil green eyes softened with her tone as she took a few steps towards the blunette. Satoshi froze slightly as his wings bristled against him, for once Satoshi wished he had all of his wings and not just the freshly cut stumps in his back. "Though when Krad-kins was your age, his hair was a very white color..." Satoshi frowned as the woman paused a bit of circling around him to pour her fingers through his thick hair, feeling through the long strings with fascination. The voices in Satoshi's head grew louder, they were all growling together at a force that it strained Satoshi's mind. Satoshi didn't reply back though as the woman calmly turned him around so they could stare at each other with the same cold glares. Satoshi continued to stare, when he realized quietly what the woman was staring at, what she was hoping to see, this was encouraged as she spoke, "Why does Krad-kin's love you so much?" Satoshi remained quiet for a second, then replied with his own question,
"Whatever do you mean?"
"He created you, he hid you away from me. Me, his own beautiful mommy. He made sure you lived even when you were born as a monster, now tell me. Why does Krad-kin's love you so much?" Satoshi stared into those cold eyes with his own, and replied back as coldly as his eyes,
"Krad is not yours." The mother was stunned for a second as Satoshi spoke quietly with hate, she then stood up straight and started to laugh. Her laughter carried her until she had reached her desk, pulling something from one of the drawers. Satoshi couldn't help but blink as his blood froze as a six-inch knife came from the desk.
"Do you know what a knife is, Satoshi-sama?" She asked and Satoshi froze again, not quite sure on how to answer the question. If he dared really say anything, she might do something...he could sense it...a fight was going to come up sooner or later. Satoshi frowned as she cradled the knife lovingly, her hands handling it expertly.
"Of course." Satoshi replied, seeing the woman had wanted him to say something before she continued with her lecture. Satoshi then took the time to exam the knife. It was very old, that was obvious from the rust building up on the sides of the blade...but there was also rusted blood, cut into its point and surrounding it only half-way. Had she plunged it three inches deeply into someone before they died an agonizing death? Satoshi was a little frightened from his own thoughts, but continued to stare ahead, ready for anything.
"Of course." She replied but then smiled in a creepy way at Satoshi, "But you see, this knife is special...it was a wedding gift to me by Krad's father." Krad's father? "I killed him with it." Satoshi's blood ran colder as she said it with a delightful giggle. What? She...killed? That would explain a bit on why Krad had never spoke of his father or Satoshi had never seen a father around to stop the tortures Krad had gone through in his visions. "I also used it when I first started to claim Krad-kin mine." A darker shiver ran down Satoshi's back as he realized the cruel meanings of that sentence. Satoshi's wings folded back to prepare for a fight that he had sensed earlier coming up. Satoshi's gaze wandered around for any escape patterns within the room. There were none of course, it was a top-of-the-art metal office that had only one door, with guards on the outside of it. But Satoshi didn't exactly give up hope,
"And you show me this...why?" Satoshi let his mouth slip slightly, as curiosity had gotten the better of him as he continued looking for an easy escape. Satoshi could feel inside his mind that he wouldn't be able to use any of his 'magic' because of the new parasites within him. They were trying to become part of his system, that was somehow blocking the organisms within him that gave him so much energy to continue giving him energy for 'magic' means. Satoshi would only be able to fight with his bare-fists, and needless to say, he wasn't THAT much of an expert at it, but he could if he needed to.
"I hate you." Satoshi was drawn to those words as soon as she spoke them, his blood bubbling somehow in anger. "Your voice sickens me everytime you dare speak. You're nothing but a pathetic copy...not even a true copy, you could only hope that you could try and compare to Krad-kin's greatness, you're nothing but a useless pile of trash that can't even be used to burn and warm up homes." Those words had actually stung, but Satoshi did nothing to show the hurt, except narrow his glare coldly as she continued. "I hate you so much...and Krad-kin's seems to love you...it's ridiculous." The knife was flung down to hit the desk carefully, its blade sticking into the desk angrily. "I hate you." She spoke again and Satoshi grew furious. She hated him? Had he ever asked to be born in the first place? All this time he had felt unwanted and unneeded and she was just encouraging this behavior! It was ridiculous enough as Satoshi never really cared for his life, and how she hated him for being born into a world he didn't want to be born into? Preposterous!
"Krad is still not yours." She laughed, of course she did, what else could she do? This...this...copy was trying to be unique, trying to 'protect' her Krad-kins, how ridiculous, how funny! The woman grinned the same evil grin she had earlier and Satoshi was surprised as she pulled the knife out with surprising strength and jumped over her desk with amazing grace. Satoshi hadn't managed to dodge the blow of the knife very well. Even though it was rusted and there was still blood on it, it seems the point of the blade was still kept in wonderful shape. As Satoshi learned as a cut came across his throat. Satoshi bit his tongue harshly to focus the pain somewhere else as he dodged another swipe from the knife. Oh god...two separate pains, how terrible. Satoshi held his throat with one hand as he tried to stop the blood from flowing. Satoshi pushed the woman away for a second so he could try to rest next to the desk but yelled as he was caught off guard as the woman (now that he had thought about it, it was strange only to refer this person as 'woman' or 'mother') pushed the desk up with even more surprising strength. Satoshi's body had managed to dodge...but his wings were caught underneath the trap. He screamed as he could feel his wings in terrible crushing pain, slow and terrible as though they were going to break in any moment's notice. But mother wasn't giving Satoshi enough time to worry about his wings, as she pressed the blade deeply and slowly into his throat, an insane grin gleaming with her eyes.
"I hate you so much." She whispered to him, Satoshi tried so hard not to breathe, to lessen the pain, but he was growing dizzy.
"SATOSHI!" Their heads whipped up to hear a loud resonating CRACK within the whole room. It was Krad! He had hit his own mother with enough force that he forced her to bang against the metal walls and dislocated her jaw in the process (or so Satoshi believed). Satoshi stared up to Krad and actually smiled, Krad had managed to come still after all...that was good...good...Satoshi was aware that he had fainted in Krad's arms as the blonde had driven him into the hands of many doctors. Satoshi wasn't aware though on how long he was asleep but when he did wake up, he was kind of happy to see the sight of a certain blonde.
Krad
...What was that? That was strange, Satoshi was just risen up to speak to Krad. But for some reason, as he moved his lips, he didn't hear his voice...and what the hell was that horrible pain in his throat? It was aching terribly! Satoshi stared as Krad grabbed his hand, noticing immediately that Krad was shaking.
What's wrong?
There it was again, that terrible pain and the echoing chamber of his mind while no voice in the out world. Satoshi stared as Krad frowned and looked at Satoshi straight in the eyes, his eyes were twinkling a bit in a way that made him look like he wanted to cry.
"Satoshi-sama...I had managed to get you to the doctors in time for a blood transfusion." Satoshi nodded, waiting for Krad to continue and the blonde hesitated. This was also strange, Krad was not usually like this...what could be so wrong, "But." Ah, here we go, the bad news. Lay it on me Krad, I just want to get it over with, "I wasn't quick enough to save your vocal cords." Oh is that all, just his vo...
His...?
His vocal...?
His vocal cords...?
Satoshi stared straight at Krad, then looked around, and where were his glasses? Where the hell were his glasses? HE NEEDED THEM! Krad sensed Satoshi's urgency and gave the blunette his glasses and he immediately pinched between the bridge of his nose and the cool iron of the glasses.
"Satoshi..." Krad muttered softly as Satoshi avoided his gaze, refusing it to be true. It...it couldn't be! If it was, then how as Satoshi ever going to apologize to Daisuke? How was Satoshi ever going to make amends? "Satoshi, it's okay."
No Krad! No it isn't! I...
Satoshi stared down at himself for a second, touching his lips as he realized they were open and gaping, trying to speak...but it wasn't working...Oh god...it...it was true...Satoshi stared up at Krad for a quick second, fear actually spreading to his eyes as he realized that he would never be able to speak again...
No...I...I have to apologize...I have to tell Daisuke that I'm sorry...that I...No...it can't be true! KRAD! Please tell me it isn't true!
But by the disheartening look from Krad...it was the terrible truth...the terrible truth that broke Satoshi for another second within the world.
It was so hot...unbearably hot, but such a hot that he loved. It was also dark...but that was probably because his eyes were closed. Daisuke could sense the presence of a person. The soft caresses spreading all around his body, such heat. Daisuke mewed and a quiet voice spoke to him,
"Daisuke, look at us." Us? Who was us? Daisuke struggled to open his eyes, curious of everyone as he felt different hands hugging him and caressing him as carefully and lovingly as the person who had spoke. You know, that voice sounded familiar. Daisuke gasped as the hands went to his wing, it spread to offer more space for the hands to explore. Sinful, that's what it felt like. Daisuke had finally managed to spread his eyes open and stared with confusion at all of them. The three smiling figures...he could understand why Satoshi was there but...Krad...and...
"Dark?" The violet haired man smiled and held Daisuke's face softly, pulling the two together into a kiss, but it wasn't just any kiss. Daisuke's eyes widened as a blush consumed his face, he...he was dreaming this! He was actually dreaming about this!
"Now Dark, it isn't nice not to share." Was that Krad? Another blush consumed Daisuke's face, covering the layer that had already been made earlier as Krad separated the two to bring the red-head into an embrace, "Isn't that right Daisuke." Daisuke kept blushing, having lost the will to do anything else.
"That is true." Dark commented, a smile upon his lips as he settled next to Krad, also hugging a part of Daisuke as Daisuke stared at Satoshi. Dream-Satoshi had surprised Daisuke by climbing into Dark's lap and grabbing Daisuke's face,
"Hi-hiwatari-kun..." Daisuke had managed to stammer, a third layer of a blush covering his face. Satoshi smiled kindly (which added a forth layer),
"Call me Satoshi." And enveloped Daisuke in a beautiful kiss.
"Meep." Daisuke commented, as he woke up in what he assumed was the middle of the night. Everyone was covered with blankets and everyone was asleep. As though sensing Daisuke's disturbance though, Dark moved a bit to face the redhead with tired eyes,
"What's wrong?" Dark asked sluggishly, though Daisuke didn't blame him as he was awakened from a rather disturbing meep from the one next to him. Daisuke started to shake his head, the blush and dream still buried deeply in his mind,
"Nothing is wrong Dark-niichan." Dark stared for a few seconds, frowning slightly as a sigh came,
"You sure?"
"..." Daisuke looked down, blushing badly and Dark grinned, finally getting it into his sleeping mind,
"Ohhh I seeee." Dark drew his sentence, grinning as Daisuke pouted at him for being discovered so quickly, "Do you need to change?"
"No."
"Alright, then, just go to the bathroom."
"And do what?" Dark wasn't expecting that question...then again, he had always thought it was instinct because it kind was for him...then again Daisuke wasn't raised like him. Dark frowned a bit as a frustrated blush actually covered his cheek,
"Er...we'll go over it in the morning." Daisuke frowned a bit, not exactly sure on what Dark meant but nodded and moved a bit underneath his blanket to cuddle as close as he could to Dark,
"Night Dark."
"Yeah...ummm...night Daisuke..." Dark stammered back as Daisuke fell asleep next to him. What would wait for them in America Dark wondered, a small smile building up, at least Daisuke would be safe in his sights forever.
"I felt dirty writing the last part of this chapter."
"Oh good."
"...Are you made at me A-sama?"
"Yes."
"Ah. Okay then." D sighs then just shakes her head,
"Just get on with the reviews."
Les Scribbles
"Yeah, I had made it seem like a good happy chapter...until the end. But only because I'm evil." I cackle evilly then smile, "Emiko is Dark's half-sister, though it isn't revealed to what her role exactly is yet." Another evil grin as my guardians stare at me, "Yeah, I couldn't help but also think of the same thing when I called Daisuke the one-winged angel. I was hitting myself and said, "How cheesy!" And thank you very much!" I grin, "I hope you enjoyed this ebil chapter!"
Tsuki Fox
"Ah, thanks for the correcting, I'm not very good at my grammar at all. So I don't really understand it." I cough then nod, "Well it wasn't a soon update, but I hoped you liked this chapter."
Kittenoftime
"...That wasn't limey."
"And hell has frozen."
"Oh hush up." I glare at my demon then grin, "Well I hope you liked this chapter."
Bram
I stick my tongue out evilly, cackling, "I know. This must be even worse, neh?"
"That all?"
"We've gone through this conversation before."
"Well, isn't it?"
"...Yes..."