Chapter 2: Ackward Situations
Krad broke the kiss and looked at a stunned Dark. This was the last thing Dark had expected. 'No wonder he was acting defenseless!' Dark thought letting a smirk surface as he slumped into the wall, returning to his regular self.
"What was that for?" Dark asked looking to Krad.
"I guess instinct took over." Krad said with a cold smirk that sent shivers down Dark's spine. Dark mentally glared at him, 'There's something seriously wrong with him!'
Krad went to kiss Dark again when out of the corner of his left eye he spotted silver. He turned suddenly, shoving Krad away at the same time as he realized who it was. Reiku just looked at him with hurt and betrayed eyes, but his face was emotionless, his hands were clentched tight, and he was shaking from the anger that was screaming to get out. Dark felt guilt hit him like a ton of bricks. 'He can't...'
"Reiku...!" Dark called as Reiku turned and ran away. Dark stood there silent. For once he couldn't smirk and say something cocky to cover up his emotions. He heard a sigh from behind him and he jumped when Krad put a hand on his shoulder. He'd always hated when things got out of control, someone wouldn't just get hurt... They'd get killed. Dark didn't want to be responsible for another life. He couldn't. He shoved his back against the wall and slid down till he was sitting. He ignored the pain as he dazed out, his body shaking from the memories that he'd blocked out. He never wanted to remember them again, but I guess your past is aways a step behind you, waiting for you to trip.
"Dai-chan! Where are you?" A 13-year-old-version-of-Dark called from within' an empty mansion. It was old and run down. He was sure he'd seen Daisuke go in here, but Daisuke had hated this place. He'd always avoided it. So why'd he go in here now?
"Daisuke-kun, this isn't funny... Come out and I won't tell brother that you went in here." Dark yelled, as a small red head popped out from behind the staircase. He had on a red t-shirt and black shorts with red strips on the side. In his hand he held an old brown teddy bear. Dark was about to walk over to him when someone came out from behind the stairs smirking and holding a sharp dagger. He had long black hair that ended about at his lower back and his eyes were blood red. He wore a white t-shirt and pants. He had remains of a shreaded button up, white, shirt on him and one side of his leg was covered in blood. Dark frowned.
"Let my brother go!" Dark screamed, trying to sound tougher and older than he was.
"Aniki--" He was cut off when the guy grabbed him, lifting him up and holding him to his chest, one arm across his brother's stomach. The guy took the dagger and put one side of the double blade to the skin of his neck, he pressed it just enough to make Dark nervous, but he didn't cut the redhead.
"Take me and leave my brother alone! He's not even old enough to understand what's happening!" Dark exclaimed in desperation, looking frantically to his younger brother, but somehow he kept up a poker face, only his eyes showing his true emotion.
"How about you do something else instead... Tell that older brother of yours to come down here... Or the kid looses a head!" The guy huffed in a serious, yet cold voice.
"I'm not leaving my brother!" Dark excaimed, shaking from the anger that overwhelmed them.
"Then say good-bye to your dear brother," he said as he brought the blade to the side of the small child's neck and began to cut a perfect line. The child screamed in pain, tears starting to fall freely down his cheeks, as he thrashed to get away. The older man wasn't even fazed by the child's whailing and kicking legs. He just removed the knife from the small neck before he was killed sooner than the man wanted.
"Stop!" Dark cried, in tears now, his anger deplenished. He didn't want to leave him, but he'd get killed if he stayed. The guy had stopped centimeters shy of Daisuke's throat. Blood had just now began to seep out of the wounds, slow at first, but it seemed to flow like water after only a few seconds. "I'll do it, just don't hurt my brother."
Dark for once he would oblige. He turned and ran out the door, his house was only two blocks from here, but today it felt like a mile. He ran the entire way, ignoring his bodies pleas to stop. When he reached the door he almost ran into his brother, who was coming out, as he came up the steps.
"What's wrong Dark-bozu?" He said in a calm and happy voice. Dark caught his breath and inhaled deeply before he spoke.
"Some-maniac-has-Dai-chan-at-the-haunted-place-and-he-says-if-you-don't-come-he'll-kill-him!"Dark said as fast as he could and took another deep breath trying to calm down. His brother's cheery mood went cold and he suddenly sprinted for the old mansion. Dark attempted to run after him, but he couldn't keep up. His brother was already inside the mansion before he even got onto the sidewalk that led to the door. Dark heard arguing and beating, then a crash. That signaled Dark to go inside. He opened and walked inside, the place was thick with dust... You couldn't see anything. After a minute of aimlessly wandering, the dust began to clear. He could make out two people struggling, then he could finally see them. The black haired guy had his brother by the neck, dangling him off the ground. His brother's long purple hair was down and drenched in sweat, his clothes were covered in both him and his opponent's blood, and his red eyes were wide as he tried to punch him and gasp for breath at the same time.
"Kinamari-kun!" Dark screamed running at his brother's attacker. He got maybe two feet away before the guy smirked and let go of Kinamari, only to slap Dark with the back of his hand. The impact sent him across the room. He hit a wall and muddered 'ow,' but thankfully he'd given his brother enough time to take the guy down. Kinamari punched the maniac in the stomach causing him to learch forward, only to be kicked in the face. He landed on his back growling and muddering something unhearable under his breath. Kinamari smirked as he went to punch the guy again. Dark's vision was a bit blurred, but he could still tell what was going on. He watched his brother lunge at the guy fist first. Dark gasped as he watched Kinamari punch the ground. Kinamari moaned in pain and his body tensed up. Dark's eyes went wide as his vision cleared and he realized what had happened. Kinamari had his fist to the ground and the guy was sitting up, pushing a dagger further into his brother's chest. The guy gave a cold smirk and turned it. Kinamari's eyes went wide and he spit up blood right before his body gave out. The guy frowned and pushed the dying Kinamari off him. Without hesitation, he got up and walked towards the door, stopping when he put his hand on the knob.
"My name is Souta Desougi... And I have just killed your brother." Souta said seriously, not showing coldness nor pleasure in what he'd done. The words were nothing, like he'd said it many times before.
Dark looked at him with fear, but more with hate. Souta just pulled the door all the way open and walked out, leaving a trail of sunlight that ended where his brother layed. Dark stared at his brother unshead tears finally breaking free and falling down his cheeks.
"Kinamari!" He screamed running to his brother. He went to his knees and stared at his brother's body. His eyes were closed and he had a trail of blood running from his closed mouth to his chin. His brother was killed in front of him and there was nothing he could do. 'Nothing he could do...' Those words rang in his mind, over and over again. 'I'll never be weak again, Kinamari-kun... I swear it!' Dark thought before he dug his head into his brother's clothes and began to cry, quiet at first, but it quickly got louder.
"Aniki?" Dark heard someone say ever so softly as a hand touched his head. He unburied himself and turned to his right to see Daisuke, too on his knees. He was tightly cluctching his bloody bear, and his neck had dried blood all over it. "...Dark-kun? Why's Kinamari-kun sleeping?"
Dark choked on a sob and wiped away his tears. "Daisuke... He's not sleeping. He's..." Dark sighed. He didn't know what to say. After a moment he spoke again. "Dai-chan... He's... He's dead."
"No!" Daisuke immediately screamed reaching for his older brother and shaking him with all the strength that a four year old could muster.
"Daisuke..." Daisuke didn't stop, he wanted his brother to wake up and tell him that it was a trick.
"Daisuke-kun..." Dark spoke, his eyes hidden by his purple bangs.
"Daisuke... Stop... He's gone. There's nothing we can do now," Dark said in almost a whisper, as Daisuke looked at him with pleading eyes. Dark only looked away.
"We have to go." Dark stated, standing up and holding a hand out for his younger brother.
"Dark-kun... Please wake big brother up."
Dark was brought out of his trance when Krad started shaking him violently.
"Dark! What's wrong with you! Come to your senses!" Krad cried, desperation and a bit of worriedness was in his voice, as his hands clasped to the front of Dark's shirt. He was on one knee and had a tetermined look on his face.
"Krad...? How long was I out?" Dark asked in a shakey tone.
"You've been staring into space for an hour," Krad stated, letting go of Dark's shirt and standing back up. 'That's the worst yet,' Dark thought as he got up, pain shooting though his back. He gritted his teeth and ignored it.
"I'm going back to my room," Krad turned and walked back into his room, shutting the door behind him. Dark heard a click. 'Did he just lock me out?' Dark sighed and tried to think back to his long lost memory. 'He said his name was Souta Desougi... Wait! Desougi!' Dark didn't allow himself to think any longer. He ran down the hall after Reiku. He was about to go up another flight to Reiku's quarters, when he was stopped by Toshiro.
"Dark!" Toshiro had grabbed a hold of Dark's arm and was trying to get his attention. Dark turned to face him and barely managed not to fall when Toshiro started dragging him back to the lower levels.
"Daisuke's in trouble! The Hiwataris are attacking his school!" Dark didn't let Toshiro say anything else, he'd pulled his arm away and was running down the staris dodging people without slowling down once. 'If Daisuke has a scratch on him, that entire gang is dead!' Dark thought, a determined look on his face, something that didn't seem to fit him, but people were getting moreand more used to it.
Within' minutes he was passing Riku's room and heading for the door. No one except for Dark could make in down there in that amount of time, considering that he was the only one that knew all the shortcuts.
'Hold on Daisuke, I'm coming,' Dark thought as he burst through the door.
What 'cha think of it? I hope it wasn't confusing, I have a habit of doing that... Oh yeah... Review! I need to know how crappy I did on this chapter!