Disclaimers: DNAngel does not belong to me and… yeah.
--- The Night Never Ends ---
--- Chapter Three: Completion ---
Tapping lightly on the oak door, there was a muffled "Enter" and the four boys did as they were told. The interior of the room was very much like Satoshi's study room; thus meaning that it was crammed to the top with books, documents, failing cabinets and the like. In the center of the mess sat a tall-ish brunette with tanned skin, who was currently reading over some document or other and frowning deeply to himself.
"Argentine." Satoshi greeted shortly.
"Hiwatari," the other shot back calmly, before meeting the boy's eyes and smirking just slightly. His eyes were pale violet, it seemed, and sort of… eerie, upon its own sense, "And what is the reason for my pleasure of having you and your friends as guests?" He raised an eyebrow at Daisuke, who was pointedly ignoring him, and then looked at Krad and Dark, who just stared back at him coolly.
"It's about the Sakaguchi incident, as you already know," the blue haired boy replied. The four stood there, just inside the room, with papers and the like threatening to topple on top of them. But, seeing as their managing worker/whatever, Argentine, seemed to be merely be amused with the whole situation, it was clear that Dark or someone else was soon to set the place on fire.
Ever since Dark and Krad found out that they had a sort of 'skill' in the exorcising business of monsters and other unworldly spirits – dragging Daisuke and Satoshi along with them, nevertheless – they had found work within the town itself. This was done with the help of Argentine; who, despite being an aristocratic pain in the ass at times, knew how to get work and pay without too much trouble for them. Yet, considering how many stacks of papers that they had at the moment… it was slightly alarming.
Then again, it was only because of Satoshi and Krad that Argentine had agreed at all to help them with the settling of cases. He treated Dark with the air of superiority – thus, placing the purple-haired teen lower on the social ranks – and with Daisuke… well… he was just plain creepy around the confused redhead. So even after all those years, Daisuke had thoughtfully kept his distance away and pretended that nothing was wrong; although he was currently hiding behind Satoshi.
"Ah yes… that one." The brunette nodded slightly, finally tearing his gaze away from the staring contest with the other two, and shuffled some of the papers on his messily arranged desk, "Well, what can be said? They believe that their son is possessed and they want it dealt with as soon as possible. It shouldn't be too hard for you."
Nodding again, Argentine seemed to be distracted as the four exchanged glances; well, that wasn't all that much help, for one thing, and how were they to deal with it with only that as their lead? … Of sorts. Oh, the utter confusion of it all.
"Yeah, that's nice and all," Dark finally put in, catching the guy's attention once more, "But we could use some details."
"…" Argentine didn't reply instantly, but went over to one of the filing cabinets, yanked it open, and threw a large folder at Dark; who caught it. "Take your time to read through it all. But it doesn't seem all that dangerous, so I don't see why would need the details."
The purple-haired teen shrugged and left the room – claiming it to be too stuffy – and Krad followed after him. Daisuke looked like he was about to say something, but just shook his head and left as well, obviously curious as to what the file held. As Satoshi was about to close the door, the brunette within stopped him.
"Hiwatari, I need to talk to you."
Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the blue-haired boy did as he was told and re-entered the room, "What is it?"
"About your little mission, of course." Leaning his head against his hands, Argentine peered at the younger teen thoughtfully, "I wouldn't put it against your friends to do something reckless. Although the Niwa has always been quite… mysterious."
"What do you mean by that?"
"He holds magic, Hiwatari, remember that," he waved a hand around for emphasis and knocked a stack of papers in the process, "And you have to remember that, although society does accept it as a part of life, they've been keeping a close eye on him. There have been more monster attacks than usual, so he could be in danger."
"And I've noticed that you've been giving him one of those scary looks as well," Satoshi shot back coldly, "Although why, I'd rather not think of why that's so."
Argentine smirked at this, but said no more; waving his hand once more, he dismissed the blue-haired boy, who left gratefully. The other three were in the waiting room, reading over each other's shoulders and joined them.
Disentangling himself from the others, Daisuke noticed the blank look on Satoshi's face and waved a hand in front of him, "Are you okay?"
Blinking, Satoshi nodded once, "Yeah. Find anything interesting that might be worth remembering?" Noticing the redhead's concerned look, he could only shake his head, "I'm fine, really. Just got a lot on my mind."
"Yeah," sniggered Dark, "Like being overly possessive of Dai-chan for one."
"Like you aren't for Krad?" was the retort.
"So you do admit it!"
"So did you!"
"Oh, shut it, you Creep!"
"Make me, you asshole!"
As the two continued to throw insults at one another, Krad rolled his eyes and continued to read; Daisuke taking the seat next to him. "So this is the sort of illness that's been going around now? How did it infiltrate into the town so quickly, though?"
"I have no idea," the blonde replied, flicking the page over, "But there have been at least ten more cases since the first one two weeks ago, all in the richer half of the town as well. Could the peddlers have something to do with this…? Or is it just an illness floating through? Although it seems a bit hard to comprehend then…"
"It really could be anything at this point, so should we be worried now?" frowning slightly at the questionable theories behind why this was happening in the first place, the redhead looked up at the ceiling for a moment; "Strange actions… wandering around the middle of the night… screaming… visions of pain… sounds like a poltergeist or something similar to me, actually." He turned back to Krad, "What do you think?"
"I'm thinking along the same lines, but knowing Dark, he'll have ghosts coming after him for a long time…"
The purple-haired teen, who had been in the process of wrestling with Satoshi, looked up and scowled at his boyfriend, "Don't talk about being behind their backs when they can hear them, you know!"
Krad raised an eyebrow at this, "Then you should just stop acting like an idiot and making fun of every single person you meet on the streets." When Dark didn't reply (he wasn't listening), the blonde rolled his eyes and continued his reading, "No I remember why he couldn't go back to the family business of just selling goods…"
The four were eventually kicked out of the office – due to the fact that Dark had started yelling random profanities and was still fighting with Satoshi – and the blue-haired boy had gone off to start his reading of the file. That was, once they had shut Dark up by buying him something to eat, and they had just arrived at the center of the village where the well sat. How long it had been there, no one knew, but it honestly didn't matter all that much; and it parted the richer half of the town to the poorer half. And then to the road where the farmers worked day and night, with the giant Hikari estate looming over them all. That was part of the reason as to why Krad hated being home all the time – having taken residence in the Niwa household (like Dark) – but since he began traveling, it was all a bit around the place. At least it never got boring, he had to admit.
Little children were running around the paved streets playing their little games within their own imaginary world. It was common to see them around because they were too young to go to school and the like, but the fact that they had no adult supervision was slightly alarming: although there might have also been the little fact that the town/village was well connected and word spread fairly quickly if something bad had happened. Or just plain gossiping; either way it would reach someone or everyone.
Shuffling through the papers, Satoshi was only half-reading them, not in the best of moods at the moment due to what Argentine had said. Okay, so they all knew that he was a bit of an asshole in the end, but it didn't give him the right to say anything about his friends; and especially about Daisuke.
It was known fact that the redhead would never hurt someone else unless he was being threatened at all – and as far as they knew, that had never happened – or if someone he was close to was in some sort of danger. But seeing as neither situation had happened, there was no point going over it and wondering and the like.
And they were also well aware of how many people around were still suspicious with the whole magic deal and that one say it would be the death of them. It was vaguely amusing to the point of wanting to grab someone and choking them, but they had to live with it and there was no excuse to complain or accuse if nothing had happened yet.
That was the word on the line: yet.
If something were to happen, they all knew that those with open magic potential would be accused of something they had never done, and that was what Satoshi hated about how the politics and whatever seemed to work. It was so damn unfair and pointless and a waste of time. Oh yeah, that was how the world went round.
But that was beside the facts; he wouldn't let anything hurt Daisuke. And even though Dark did have a point about being too possessive… like he could say much. Anyhow, that was besides the point and the redhead didn't seem too bothered for the time being and as long as he was happy, that was all that really mattered.
Remembering that he was supposed to be reading the files and not staring at them blankly, Satoshi shook his head slightly and looked back down again; hoping, this time, that his eyes would actually focus on the words.
Many/various situations that have caused many problems and panic among others that has not been specifically identified in the first place, and has, thus, been known to cause pain in the victim either emotionally or physically, that is yet to be confirmed.
Rumors have been that illnesses have infiltrated the town through items and other materials, but is yet to be investigated.
The following cases – with no deaths – have been recorded…
There were ten names following after that, with the Sakaguchi family name jotted in by Argentine himself. Then was a list of various situations and other cases that explained what was happening exactly as well as how the last ten cases had been dealt with.
"You look worried you know." Daisuke chirped as he sat down next to the frowning blue-haired boy. Glancing upwards, Satoshi noticed that Krad was currently berating Dark about something and there was the threat along the lines that the blonde would throw him down the well if he did anything as stupid as that ever again.
"It doesn't seem all that different from other worldly spirits possessing someone's body," he shrugged and redhead inclined his head.
"But you're still worried," he pointed out simply.
"Hn. I suppose if that's what you want to be believe…"
Smiling slightly, Daisuke hugged his boyfriend, "It might not be about this, but it'll be okay."
"Right. But we better make sure that Krad doesn't kill Dark before we even get the mission started."
"You've got a point there. Hey, Dark!"
Gagging slightly because he was caught in a headlock, the purple-haired teen turned just slightly and raised his eyebrows, "What?"
"Stop getting on Krad's nerves so we can move on to the actual assignment, okay?"
"Hey, don't tell me about what I can and can't do anymore!"
"Are you saying that he was able before?" Satoshi couldn't help but ask, getting up and tucking the folder away so that it wouldn't get lost.
"Shut up, Creep!"
"Dark," Krad rolled his eyes, "If you don't shut up now, I really will throw you down the well and leave you there until your corpse rots in the fiery pits of hell."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Try me."
Grumbling under his breath, Dark eventually gave in and stopped being a nuisance – for the time being – and it wasn't long before they'd gone off to where this family lived to deal with whatever it was. This was so to get it over and done with so they could go home and to sleep; or something of that similar nature.
"So this is where he lives?"
"Yeah."
Like every other high and mighty aristocratic house, it was large and… white-like and… had the whole garden at the front and the like. The curtains were closed and it wasn't all that welcoming, but seeing as they were in a sort of crisis, they couldn't say too much as a comment to such actions.
"They must be fucking rich to have something like this as a house," commented Dark.
Choosing to ignore the teen's use of occasional profanity, Satoshi led the others to the front door and pressed the small button that rang the bell within. At first there was no sort of reaction, but they didn't have to wait all that long.
"What? I mean, here? Now? What the hell do you—damn!" there was the sound of something quite solid falling to the ground and some cursing, "I knew we should have had this placed somewhere closer to the front door!" There was another shuffling sound and then, "Yeah, I'm here. You alright? Wait, oh. Uh-huh. Yeah. I know. I mean--"
Someone seemed to be yelling at the speaker somewhere else in the house.
"Alright! Alright! I'll get it!"
The door swung open and a girl with dark green hair tied in a plait stopped whatever she was thinking and merely stared. Her clothes were lavishly designed, yet more simple than that of the more posh-like ladies that walked down the streets, and she had the air of being more casual than fancy in the first place anyway.
Dark looked past both Satoshi's and the girl's shoulders – into the house – and noticed the plugged-in phone that was currently sitting on the floor.
"That explains a lot," he muttered to himself.
This seemed to bring the girl back to attention and she started just slightly, still clinging onto the door, "Yes? Can I help you?"
"We got a message that someone in your family is currently… ill," Satoshi said slowly, not meeting her gaze but looking around in an almost bored state, "And that the last people sent here to deal with him were unable to complete the procedures."
"Oh, so that was what that phone call was about," the girl curtseyed slightly and stepped back to allow them entrance, "Just leave your shoes here and I'll take you to where my dear brother is," she coughed behind her hand at this and waited for them all to enter, "I'm Leah, by the way."
"Dark, Krad, Daisuke and Satoshi," the purple-haired teen said quickly, before the others could introduce themselves.
"Nice to meet you," she nodded once and then went over to the phone, placed the receiver by her ear and said, "They're here. And why didn't you call before? Yes, I see. Thank you. I know. We'll pay when it's done… ask my parents, I don't know!" Without even saying goodbye, Leah hung up and sighed, tugging at the end of her plait.
Krad smirked just slightly at her distress, "Argentine?"
"Yeah. He's been haggling us with teams to help my brother, but none of them worked. When the last one ran out screaming, we've absolutely refused to take anymore help from the people he deals with," she rolled her eyes, which were a shade of startling emerald, "But seeing as you're already here and I already known Hiwatari-san, it can't hurt. This way."
The interior of the house was lavishly decorated with vases and artifacts and paintings on the walls. The main colour for the house seemed to be a pale creamy colour and the everything looked the same, aside from the occasional chair, desk or some other thing that held something that looked out of place in the rest of the world.
"Where is everyone?" Krad asked, noticing the lack of life within the house. That or he was just attempting to make conversation because no one else was trying to and it was getting on his nerves quite a bit.
"Hiding… or asleep," Leah replied, reaching a plain door and turning the knob. As soon as she pushed it open, Daisuke started and Satoshi turned to face him.
"What's the matter?" he frowned, concerned, and the redhead shook his head.
"It… was just a sudden surge. Nothing dangerous… really," he looked into the room apprehensively and then shrugged, as they followed the green-haired girl into the room. Like everything else, it was decorated with the sort of object that were only meant to be seen but not touched, except for maybe the bed, seeing as there was a huddled figure under the covers.
Leah gnawed her lip and stepped back, "Should… I go?"
"Yeah, you should," Dark agreed readily, raising an eyebrow at the lump, "We'll call you when we're done or something."
Obviously relieved that she wouldn't have to witness whatever that would happen, she was gone in a few seconds and the door snapped shut behind her. Once they were certain that they wouldn't be disturbed, the four peered cautiously at the lump that was there – shivering, nevertheless – and the little voices in their head indicated that there was bound to be some form of trouble soon to come.
Rubbing his hands together after five minutes had elapsed in silence, Dark looked around at the others; "So, shall we begin?"
Krad inspected his handgun for a moment and then glanced up again, meeting the other's eyes, "I suppose we can't just stand here forever. Let's just see what this little 'illness' really is in the end, hm?"
"Wow, Krad sounds like he's really excited about this," Daisuke observed, blinking and still fidgeting just slightly.
"I wonder why though…" added Satoshi darkly. Because his own branch of magic was still a complete and utter mystery to him, it was hard to understand what was going on sometimes. Neither of the older teens had stated it though, but it was obvious that they both had some sort of possession of a branch of magic. As for what it was… they were yet to find out.
Glancing behind him, the purple-haired teen smirked at them, "You don't want to know why Krad's so excited; trust me."
"I think you're both insane."
"Nice." Cutting off their conversation there, Dark stalked over and ripped the covers off the bed, revealing a pale, shivering, green-haired teen. There wasn't all that much they could think at first, seeing as he was curled up in his bed and looking like he was going to die soon, but to take a random stab at his age, he would have to be at least Leah's age or something. And something about the hair was incredibly similar; aside from the fact that they were obviously blood-siblings.
The redhead's eyes narrowed and he glanced over at Krad, who nodded once. Satoshi caught on quickly as to what was going on and they all turned to face the purple-haired teen, who was the closest to the green-haired-apparently-ill-guy.
"Oi, wake up kid."
He received no reaction as to whether or not the teen had actually heard him. Frowning, Dark moved even closer and made a grab for a shoulder.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
This seemed to snap a sort of connection and Satoshi could actually feel the sudden magical surge that flashed through the room in a split second. Daisuke, too, seemed a bit dazed at the charge, and Krad seemed grimly satisfied at the reaction.
"It won't be long now," he muttered, stepping forwards as well.
The teen had jerked back violently at the connection and he met Dark's eyes fearfully; wide, glazed over pools of emerald and obviously not at all his own. Smirking at this, the purple-haired teen held up a hand before speaking calmly, "I know you can hear me in there. Why don't you stop pretending and come out now?"
"Uh…" Satoshi turned to his boyfriend, silently asking what the hell was going on.
"I have the slight suspicion that they already know what's behind this exactly," Daisuke whispered back, eyes not leaving the scene before him: that was, the green-haired teen cowering and staring into the eyes of Dark, who was by the bedside, and Krad slowly approaching the two of them. "And this isn't going to end up happy."
Although he seemed fairly calm while saying this, Satoshi noted that the redhead was slowly gathering energy in his left palm and shook his head; none of these sorts of assignments ever ended up happily. They always left a sort of painful mark in the end, and that was part of the reason as to sending Dark and Krad on an outside mission to who knew where.
The boy's eyes narrowed, "Who are you?"
"What, can't remember us?" Dark's smirk twitched just slightly.
"What are you talking about?"
Krad took a position on the other side of the bed and crossed his arms, "We're not stupid. The voices in your head… we know it's you again. Neil."
There was a drawn-out hiss; "So… you two are back, hm?" Definitely not the boy's voice, that was for sure. There was something vaguely sinister about it, "And I see that you've brought your little friends. Well, it matters not; you couldn't destroy me before, and that means that you can't destroy me now."
The blonde smiled coldly at this and held up his firearm, "We'll just have to see about that in round two, won't we, then?"
"You would dare harm an innocent mortal to get at me?"
"Oh, you know our usual methods," there was a sharp click that sliced through the silence. "And these particular firearms aren't exactly the sort that penetrates human skin, don't you recall? Dark!"
Still smirking, Dark leapt forward and tackled the teen, who in turn cannoned into Krad and they all fell into a heap. Leaping up, the possessed green-haired victim glared at them in a loathing manner and brought up both hands.
"Don't think that just because I'm using his body, I can't rid of him myself!" he hissed dangerously.
"Bind!" snapped Daisuke, the energy formed around his hand shooting out like thin strands of fine thread and wrapping themselves around the boy's arms, restraining him from doing something to hurt himself or anyone else. Krad watched the struggling teen for a moment before getting up and walking slowly over.
"Seeing as you can't hurt the body," he said in a low-yet-dangerous-voice, "You might as well stop playing around and come out."
The boy stopped moving for a moment, but this was obviously a sign that either the spirit was going to move out, or… do something else, but Satoshi wasn't about to wait to see what was going to happen next. Searching his pockets for a moment, he frowned when he couldn't seem to find what he was looking for.
The redhead tapped him on the shoulder and he turned. Smiling just slightly, Daisuke held up a thin chain with a small fragment of… something attached to it. "Looking for this?"
"Where'd you get that?" the blue-haired boy asked back, hitting his boyfriend over the head lightly – one eye locked on the captive-whatever-it-was – and taking the chain from him. "I suppose I don't want to know the answers anyway."
Both of them stopped talking as they noticed that something was happening again: Dark and Krad had been watching the boy warily for those few seconds, but the splutter of lights as everything went out had to mean something in the end, didn't it?
It wasn't all that long a wait, as a dark aqua-ish-like aura began to surround the green-haired boy and he went limp. And yet the aura remained and began to lift away from his body. The blonde turned his head slightly, caught sight of the chain that Satoshi was holding, smirked, and turned back to the problem at hand.
"You will pay dearly for messing with my affairs once more…" hissed the aura… or, at least, that was what they assumed in the end. It had the appearance of a sort of semi-human-to-blob-like substance to it.
"And you'll pay for messing around with people's heads," retorted Dark, frowning now, "You killed those last few people because they were 'no longer of any use to you', so we might as well kill you now because we have no idea what you're doing here in the first place!"
As the two began to exchange insults as such, Satoshi focused on the chain he had in his hand and zoned it down to the magical flow that it possessed. Like everyone else, anything even vaguely related to magic tended to use a form of medium to draw out the potential of the spell or otherwise, and this particular spell he was attempting to cast was just out of his usual spell capacity.
"Two sides in which to one; to forms beyond those who've known and seen and come to terms with," he recited, more to himself than anyone else, "crossing the lines between one to another and lost once more…"
As Daisuke's spell faded, the boy crumpled to the floor and only moved just barely in indication that he was still breathing. But the aura seemed to completely ignore it and just hovered about, still being watched by Dark and Krad; both of which were not moving at all.
"You will all die under the spiritual hand of death!" A sharp chill hit the room like a cascade of water and Daisuke flinched just slightly and drew back; okay, so the power seemed to be a lot more powerful than he'd first thought, but Satoshi's spell seemed to be coming to effect so it could soon be dealt with.
"…Aiguille."
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Glancing at a sheet of papers, there was a slight knock on the door and Argentine grumbled under his breath. If it was that person who gave him more sheets coming in again with more cases, someone – or something – was going to die soon.
"Enter," he called, rearranging his face so that one could not identify what exactly he was feeling or thinking at all, and the door creaked open swiftly.
At first glance it was obvious that this person was not his secretary – or whatever – as the person was wearing a faded cloak that looked travel-worn to the point that dust, dirt and grime were all just part of the attire. Dark brown with a mixture of red tinted her hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail, and her eyes seemed to be a clash of sapphire and emerald fusing together.
One gloved-hand reached over the desk as the door swung shut behind her, "We need to talk."
"Now?" Argentine raised an eyebrow and shook her hand briefly before sitting back down. As there were no other seats in his study, the traveler merely stood; not that she seemed to care all that much about it.
"Yes. Now; it's a serious case that you've been ignoring for too long," she snapped in an aggravated tone, "The authorities are not all that happy about it either."
"Is that so? Are you their – begging my pardon – 'message boy'?"
She sniffed, "No. they don't even know I'm here. But that's aside from the point, seeing as they're coming here themselves quite soon. But I want you to send a squad for investigations so that we can finally put those poor souls to rest once and for all. And all I want is for you to make sure that the authorities don't go with their plans to burning the whole place down."
Blinking, the brunette looked her up and down, before stating, calmly, "You're an enchantress then?"
"Sorceress, if you will; elemental."
"Of which?"
"Shadows: I'll be waiting at the gates for a few days, so I'll meet you're sent squad… soon, hopefully." She pulled the door open again, but froze. Rummaging through her cloak, she produced a small card and flicked it over so that it landed neatly on Argentine's desk, "But we need this one particular person to come. I do believe that she isn't a fighter exactly?"
Slowly, the brunette picked up the card and scanned it briefly, frowning when he read who it was, "True. What do you need her for?"
The girl waved a hand around, "Oh, that's only for them to know. See you."
"Can I least know the name of who which will be leading this squad, then?"
Turning her head slightly to meet the brunette's eyes, she blinked, "Akane. Hopefully you are fully aware of the situation, Argentine." And then she was gone.
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"Well, damn, that was a lot harder than I thought." panted Dark as he sat on the floor, swiping at his hair that was currently sweeping over his eyes. The battle itself had been a lot shorter than one would have thought, seeing as the spell that Satoshi had cast actually pulled a switch between living and dead, but then it had gotten a little messy and the room looked like a whirlwind had hit it right in the center and had spread out steadily.
Krad snorted and replaced his weapon before pulling the curtains aside, which had – miraculously – survived the attack. It was still actually scarily bright out there and he grimaced, shielding his eyes for a moment until they adjusted to the light. "Well, if you hadn't been such a moron and run around instead of just dealing with the matter, then it wouldn't have been so hard for you."
Waving both hands around energetically, the purple-haired teen stuck his tongue out and bounced around the room a bit, ignoring the mess at his feet. Both Daisuke and Satoshi had moved the boy back into bed and the redhead had cast a simple healing spell to speed up the process. Neither of the two knew exactly what had happened, but it was the blonde who had ended up destroying the… presence in the end. And none of the older teens seemed all that excited to talk too much about it anyway.
Running a hand through his hair, Daisuke could only glance at his boyfriend before rolling his eyes as both Dark and Krad began to argue about how to deal with creatures that were trying to bite one's head off. When he noticed that Satoshi seemed really distracted again, the redhead sighed and patted his arm reassuringly.
"He'll be fine, you'll see," he said calmly.
"Hn. It's not that."
"Really? What is it then?"
"I… don't know… just a gut feeling, I suppose," wrapping his arms around the redhead's waist, Satoshi pulled him into a hug. "As long as you're there, though…"
"…" Daisuke looked up into his eyes and blinked, "Satoshi…"
The door creaked open slowly once more and everyone presently conscious in the room started and turned around to face whoever it was. Leah poked her head into the room, noticed that that her brother was in the bed, entered; and shrieked.
"OH MY GOD, YOU KILLED HIM!"
"No we didn't." snapped Krad.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD JUST DO THAT TO HIM AND EVERYTHING!"
"Whoa, calm down, miss," Dark shook his head and held his hands up, but she just wouldn't listen.
"WAIT UNTIL THE COURT HEARS THIS! YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT FOR SURE AND--"
A hand covered her mouth and a male wearing the usual attire for butlers appeared, "So Master Zeike has finally got the damn thing out of his system then?"
Raising a brow at the obvious disrespect, Satoshi nodded, "He just needs rest now."
"Right. Well, sir, there seems to be a call for you and your friends," he looked around at the other three, "from an Argentine. He said to come right to his office once the situation he gave you was dealt with."
"Then we're done here," Dark chirped in cheerily, slinging a hand around Krad's shoulder and began to lead him out, "Send our pay when you've made the complete calculations. Keep in touch and all then. Ciao!"
Laughing just slightly, Daisuke bowed at both Leah and her butler before accepting Satoshi's offered hand and they left as well. The sounds of the four starting yet another argument could be soon heard through the still closed window and Leah twitched.
"They… left… the… room… in… a… mess…"
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Risa had been talking to her friends when she was disturbed by a man who looked the sort who was hired to deliver any sort of message at whatever time of the day. Looking up and ignoring the fact that her friends were ogling the guy behind her back, she nodded slightly.
"May I help you?" she asked politely. Okay, sure, she was quite popular among the guys and all, but they tended to keep their distance away from her since two years back one of the poor fools tried to make a move on her and Dark made them pay sorely for it. But he didn't look all that interested in her, so it couldn't have been that.
He coughed slightly, "Yes, I have a message for a Harada-san from Argentine. He says that you are to attend a briefing from him and not to loiter around and waste time. It is very important." When he noticed her look of disbelief, he added, "The Niwa and his friends are also there. Please be prompt."
When he was out of sight – the girls were still fawning over him for some reason – the brunette could only blink in silent stupidity, as she was unable to comprehend the meaning of the words. She knew who Argentine was, as her 'brother' and his boyfriend had explained her about him at some stage, but she wasn't a fighter or whatever; had she done something wrong? Was it a prank in the end or something? No, that couldn't be it.
So then why…? No one ever mentioned her former last name… so how was it…
She no longer knew what to think.
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Damn, this was long and very badly done, I know it. XO Ah well… what's to be done? And I can't remember what I really wrote in this so if you have questions, just ask 'cause… yeah, I'm lazy at the moment.
Oh, but for those who wondered what was going on with the fighting 'scene', to put it simply, take a guess as to what happened and Dark just kept getting in the way. The spell that Satoshi used is a sort of switching between planes (as in, ghosts takes a physical form) and… yeah. I might try and make some attempt on an actual fighting scene for it but I doubt I'll bother (they always turn out so… weird) and… yeah.
Either Dark or Krad (or both) can use magic. Whether it is elemental of other (like Daisuke) we've yet to find out. So… take a guess, any guess.
And Neil was some whacked-out spirit dude I made up. The story behind that is non-existent… but if you want one, I might try to get something out. Anyway, thanks for reading this incredibly long chapter!
Reviewer replies:
Hakudoshi-chan: Thanks :D
neko-nya: Lovehate relationships are more… energetic, right? It's more amusing as well. XD Good old rebellion, that's for sure. Ew… a mosquito killed itself? And Dark doesn't know when to shut up, so Krad shuts him up himself XD
Kyuseisha no Hikari: Ah… okay then. It's just easier to think on a lower scale than I higher scale, and there are a couple of stories I have that aren't all that great, but I'm working on it. And thank you so much :D
Daishi: ;) Thanks!
KuroNoTenshi7: Lucky me, I never get pressured by anyone, though it is kinda lonesome… but whatever. I'm trying to make it as… readable as possible. But seeing how long this one ended up as…
Tamia: Everyone has angst; angst is exciting. But it's not all going to be dark and evil… so hey, who's complaining. XD Darkened Heart had the same sort of beginning ring to it as well, though… and Shrouded in Darkness… must be my mood then. o.O