Disclaimers: DNAngel does not belong to me and… yeah.
Warning of confusion and many grammatical/spelling errors (was half asleep while typing this). Thank you.
--- The Night Never Ends ---
--- Chapter Five: Telepathy ---
Krad blinked at this as he shoved Dark away, who had been hovering around like an annoying wasp that wasn't about to sting anytime soon. He gave Satoshi a long look, "What?" he finally found himself asking, all the while poking his boyfriend to go off and help Risa with the preparations.
Satoshi rolled his eyes, "Telepathy. Do you know anything about it?" He repeated firmly, wondering how hard it could be just to answer on simple question.
"I thought someone like you would have read about it already," the blonde narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "I mean, you do lock yourself in that room a lot more than most normal human beings." Dark looked like he was about to say something, but Krad clamped a hand over his mouth, "Besides, why do you think that I know about it?"
"Because," the blunette said impatiently, glancing over his shoulder in case Daisuke was returning, "as a member of the feudal lord of this land and all that usual crap that we have to listen to every single day, you have easier access to these things. And telepathy is a forbidden art, remember." Unlike other magical forms, telepathy had been one of the few actually banned, as reading minds wasn't exactly the most pleasant of occurrences; especially if you weren't expecting it.
Frowning at this – although it had nothing to do with his family lineage as such – the blonde scratched the back of his head with his free hand while unconsciously trying to keep Dark out of trouble. That was, the purple-haired teen was still trying to say something insulting and couldn't get the words out. Oh well, too bad for him.
Eventually, he looked up again, "Depends on what you mean by that. There's the mind reading, communicating between two minds, or talking to animals as such."
"How about when the other side wants to reach us," Satoshi pressed, "is that possible at all?"
"I suppose. I mean, spirits do tend to be human at first." Krad stood up and shoved Dark towards the kitchens, "Why do you ask?"
Taking another glance behind him, the boy shrugged lightly, "Daisuke says that he's been hearing voices lately… calling to… someone…"
Dark decided to pop right back into the hallway at this point, commenting, "Maybe he's just going insane or something, you know?" He ducked his head as Satoshi took a swipe at him randomly, scowling. Then he decided to scuttle off as Krad had held his gun up pointedly. "Sheesh, can't a guy walk around anymore?"
"No, they can't," snapped Risa's voice, "Because you have to help me set the table or you can eat outside on your own!"
"Risa-chan… you can be so cruel sometimes…"
"That's me!"
Rolling his eyes at the constant interruptions, Krad crossed his arms and frowned at the ceiling for a moment, "So he's been hearing voices?"
"Yeah, that's what he just told me. And they keep getting louder and he can't block them out."
"Hm… I always thought he was that sort."
"What?"
The blonde waved an arm around dismissively, "He uses magic, so that's part of the reason why these things happen. I mean, they're the sort that are gifted with one thing or another, and that's the result," Satoshi raised an eyebrow at this, and Krad tried to explain himself properly, "You're elemental, right?" A nod for the affirmative, "Well, Daisuke's an offensive magic user, correct? That means he can summon any element with the right spell and item, ecetra, and all that stuff." Another nod, showing that he was following at the moment, "And did you know that strong magicians aren't all that common now?" This time the blunette shook his head, "Well, magicians are around, but really strong experienced ones have whittled out over the years. That's why laws against magic haven't been so serious as it was centuries back."
Satoshi nodded at this, but then frowned, "And how is it that you know all this?"
"My parents, and documents floating around," Krad replied coolly, "They listen to all that day in and day out, so I pick these things up in the process. But full-fledged magicians are incredibly powerful, as stated, and usually have some other skills up their sleeves. And from what I seen Daisuke do over these years, I think it's safe to see that he's one of those 'dwindling species.'"
"You make him sound like an animal."
"Isn't he?"
"You can be so weird sometimes."
"Apparently it runs in the family."
"Uh… huh…"
"What are you two still doing in the middle of the hallway?" Daisuke asked curiously as he returned, inclining his head and looking at the two of them with a lost look on his face. Krad just shrugged it off dismissively, and walked off as they could clearly hear Dark and Risa arguing in the kitchen. Satoshi avoided the redhead's questioning look and picked up the packages he had dropped as soon as they had come back. "Satoshi-kun?"
"It's nothing," he said simply, "we just didn't want to have to suffer the arguments of those two." As if to prove him correct, there was a sudden shout and more yelling before the audible thud of someone's head cracking on a frying pan pushed a forced silence out. Laughing nervously at this, Daisuke stumbled after Satoshi as they entered the kitchen to see what exactly had happened.
Risa was tapping a foot against the wooden planks that made the floor of the house, holding a large and heavy-lookinh frying pan in one hand while the other was against her hip. She was scowling down at the twitching figure of Dark while Krad stood at the side, sighing a little as he made himself a glass of orange juice for one reason or another.
Approaching the lump that was the purple-haired teen, the redhead bent down and poked him for a moment, waiting for a reaction; Dark groaned. Accepting this, he stood up to face his friend-more-like-family, "Did you really have to do that to him, Risa-chan? You might give him permanent brain damage one day."
The brunette huffed as she replaced the frying pan, "He was just being so uncooperative and insulting, and his language! Emiko-san will want to have a few words with him as soon as she gets back home! And besides, he wasn't helping any and just kept getting in the way, so what else was I supposed to do?"
"Send him out like what we usually do?"
"Dai-chaaaaan," she rolled her eyes at him in exasperation, "You have to be cruel to be kind, and seeing that he's never kind to anyone at all, he needs a lesson or two. Hikari-san has to deal with him every day, right?" She shot at the blonde.
Krad nodded, not paying any attention as he continued to make his orange juice, "Threats don't work all that well on him now, so I was left with the conclusion of shooting him once in a while."
The redhead's eyes widened as Satoshi placed the bags on the table and kicked Dark a couple of times to confirm that he was still alive, "Is it really safe to do that? I mean, shooting him really could kill him one day…"
"He survived all those other times. So I don't think it makes much of a difference."
"All those… other… times…" Daisuke was beginning to look really worried about the blonde's sanity and Dark's health, but no more was said as the purple-haired teen made a miraculous recovery and jumped to his feet.
"Risa! How could you do that to me?.!" He mock-sobbed. "And Krad, you didn't do a thing to stop her! How could you!" He stole Krad's orange juice as he complained all the while.
The blonde hit him over the head and took his glass back, "She had every right to do what she did, and I wasn't about to stop her. Now shut up and help a little. It's not like we're going to be living domestically for a long time anyway. We're moving out soon to that place, right?"
Dark snatched the orange juice back and took a large gulp, grinning, "Yeah, I suppose. But then we won't have any quiet time because we have to babysit the others!"
"We don't need babysitting," snapped Satoshi.
"Yeah right. We all know that you don't even step outside with Dai-chan accompanying you!"
"Shut up! There's a valid reason to that!"
"As if! You need babysitting!"
"Bastard--"
It took both Daisuke and Risa to restrain Satoshi from trying to wring Dark's throat. Krad found himself, once more, without his orange juice, and pummeled Dark to the ground to get it back. Of course, by then the other teen had drunk over half of it, and the blonde glared at him. "I hate you."
"I know you do. That's why I love you."
"Shut up, you moron. And now you've gone and made Satoshi want to rip your throat out. What do you say to that, hmm?"
As if noticing that the three younger teens were still present, Dark shook his head slowly, "Well, who would have thought it was possible. Now he wants to kill me."
"Gee, you really are slow, aren't you?"
"Probably. Remember the last time I argued with Neil before we actually got attacked by him?"
"Do I really want to remember that time?"
"Okay, that was a bad example."
Eventually they sorted everything out and Satoshi swore vengeance on the purple-haired teen for all eternity. This of course cracked Dark up and he found himself dealing with a stitch in his side while the others worked on making something to eat, seeing as they hadn't eaten anything for hours. So they all calmed down for a moment and tried not to talk too much about the upcoming events that may end up leading them to their doom, and so night finally came… like, finally.
After Daisuke saw Satoshi off home, his mother entered the shack-like-house-whatever and instantly glomped Dark in excitement; or she was trying to choke him to death, no one knew. Of course the purple-haired teen wasn't in the best of conditions after being treated like a sack of potatoes, so it was hard for him to act… well, normal-ish without swearing and being rude and all that other stuff. The sky had darkened to the extent where candles had to be used, and Emiko Niwa set about with Risa to get dinner ready for everyone, talking all the while.
"I didn't know you and Krad were going to be back so soon," the woman said, more to herself than to anyone else, it would seem. Daisuke had pointedly retired to his room to avoid his mother's long speeches as such, and that left both the blonde and his boyfriend at a loss as to what to do. Emiko had already told them that she didn't need their help and to make themselves comfortable; but one can only be comfortable in a house with very, very few possessions in tact. "Dai-chan told me that it would take a lot longer for you to return back."
"I think we were all just misinformed about that," Krad said, giving Dark a glare, "And it's not like we're going to be able to stay long anyway, Mrs. Niwa."
"Ah… the youth of today," she shook her head slightly at this, but was still smiling, "Always traveling and causing trouble for the rest of the world, who wouldn't enjoy it? But I was sort of hoping that you could stay for a least a week, I'm sure you've had many… interesting tales." She seemed to doubt this and quickly changed the conversation, "So have you been eating right? Anyone take something that belonged to you? Have you been causing trouble?"
"Yeah, no and… I suppose," Dark replied, scratching the back of his head as he answered all three questions simultaneously. "But it was never my fault! Honest!" Krad jabbed an elbow into his ribs for this little white lie, as it was neither little nor white.
It didn't look like Emiko believed it either, but didn't press the matter. Turning her head, she called to her son, "Daisuke!"
"Yeah?"
"Could you set up the guest room for Dark and Krad?"
"You mean the chicken coop?"
"Daisuke!"
"I know, I know. I will," there was a faint sigh at this as the redhead shifted himself and appeared out of his room. He looked slightly annoyed at the thought of arranging their 'guest room' seeing as all it was just their spare storage room. Not that they had much to store in the first place; and most of the room seemed to be inhabited by dust, so… yeah. It was going to be a lot of fun to deal with, that was one thing for sure.
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Night approached swiftly, candles snuffed out as gusts of chilling wind swept through the houses, most of them without curtains or shutters closed. Stars could be seen out, twinkling lightly and illuminating the dark blue that made up the huge stretch of sky above all of them, yet other than that no other sounds could be heard.
Nothing, like anything, had a reason for existence.
The leaves on trees swayed rhythmically with the breeze, which kept changing in strength and occasionally direction. There was something about it that was almost… enchanting, and the low moan of wind through gaps in the land could be heard all around them. There was little life, and even less of light. But that was the balance.
Shifting under the covers of his bed, Daisuke stared out the window; the glass dull and not exactly all clear, making it harder to see what it was like out. It wasn't hard to work out that it was a colder night than most, but that was besides the point at the moment, and no one seemed to care the least about it. Sitting up and ignoring the loud snored in the room next to him, the redhead inclined his head, waiting or something to happen.
He knew exactly what it was he was waiting for, but whether it came or not, he had no idea. Maybe, in a way, he didn't want to know, but it was better to be prepared and distressed than not knowing and getting the biggest shock out of his life when he did find out.
Like they knew that he had been waiting, voices floated through his mind. Soft, yet pleading, with the edge of urgency attached to it firmly.
"Long ago… we never knew what became of us… but we cannot be at peace. We cannot rest. It is impossible. The pain cuts us deep… can no one hear us?" thin wailing followed, making the boy shiver unconsciously and he recoiled, though he had no idea as to why.
'What do you want?' he asked back mentally, seeing if they could hear him or not. There was a pause at this, and then, as if hesitantly, a reply.
"We want nothing but peace. We ask for nothing by to be free from what it is that holds us back. If you can hear us, you communicate with us, and maybe the power has yet to fade in today's people. But it is dangerous and uncommon. Who are you?"
'I… I'm a magic-user,' Daisuke said slowly, not wanting to give away more information than necessary, 'I don't know if I can help, though…'
"If you can hear us, we can hope you can help," there was thin chuckle at this, "But remember, what you see is not always the truth in this cruel world of fate…"
"Wha--" the redhead jerked his head around at the sound of floorboards creaking, but the door to his room was still closed and Dark's snores could still be heard quite clearly. There was no reply to this and the air around him seemed to ease up quite a bit, only then making the boy aware that he hadn't been breathing correctly during the exchange.
Placing a hand over his heart, Daisuke tried to make sense of what was going on. Admittedly he had had this kind of conversation for a while now, and it was always the same result in the end; they never told him who they were, what had happened, and that they desperately needed a peace of mind to stop the wailing and pain they suffered day in and day out. He knew that anyone – especially Satoshi – would not be all that happy about this sort of action, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that they meant him no harm; that all they wanted was help.
That was part of the reason as to why he had found the assignment to Rutile one of incredible coincidence. That was one of the few towns that had mystery surrounding it with myths and legends of curses as such. Something through fear for many people who knew nothing about it, and the rumors that filled in whatever details they wished were probably all wrong anyway. There was an overshadowing feeling about the task, and he didn't know whether he should tell the others or not.
He looked out the window and a couple of leaves flashed by. Stretching back, he closed his eyes as he tried to make sense of this thoughts and the magical ability within him. Not even his parents knew the extent of what he could do and it used to scare him; it still scared him now, but at least he had some control over it now.
Pulling the coarse covers over his head, Daisuke was lulled to sleep by Dark's reassuring snores and the gentle hum of the wind passing by through the fields that made up where he lived amongst many others. Life was good how it was, and he would never have it any other way.
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The next morning found itself greeting a hysterically happy Emiko choking her son to death as he tried to prise her off. Not that it would help, seeing as he couldn't even deal with Risa doing such things to him, while Dark and Krad stood outside, charting the weather patterns as such. That or they were just keeping out of Emiko's way until she had calmed down.
Deciding that the best time to break the news of the assignment to the adults during breakfast, Dark had blabbed the entire story out before anyone could shut him up. Amazingly enough they had consented with the decision and Emiko had burst into tears, saying something about how Daisuke was now all grown up and that Risa needed to meet more people anyway; where the logic in this was, no one actually knew and didn't want to ask.
"Pity that we have to go so soon though," muttered Dark, more to himself than to the person next to him, "It's nice to be able to be in some sort of home once in a while. Although back at your place…" he edged a glance over in Krad's direction.
The blonde shrugged, "It was huge, but not worth my time. I would pay me dear parents a visit," he cringed inwardly, "but I doubt they would want to see you again and all. So let's not think too much about that."
"Roger," the purple-haired teen saluted, "How much longer do we have to wait until Dai-chan gets strangled to death?"
"Not too long. Now shut up and look over there."
"Where? The fields with the sheep?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Don't they remind you of anyone?"
"What? I'm lost now."
"I thought so. Forget I asked."
"Wai- are you referring to me as an animal again!.?"
"Moron, you are an animal."
"Kraaaaaaad--!"
Having changed into a tunic and pants, Risa plugged her ears as the older teen whined and whinged and all the other things he tended to do; that was, act like a child and definitely not his age. She had forgotten how loud and annoying the older teen could get if the mood got to him; and people thought she had odd mood swings. It was clearly going to be a long day for them, and that just wasn't with the little fact that they were going to go off and do something they didn't want to do. Well, she didn't want to do it, but the others… really.
Turning away, she stared listlessly at the sky, not knowing what else she could do at the very moment. Dark and Krad seemed to be arguing again, Daisuke was being strangled by his mother, and the two men of the house had already gone off to work in the fields. So that was about everything of excitement all around her and it was great. The sky was a dull-ish sort of blue-purple colour as the sun rose slowly in its own pace. Some random birds were bouncing from one place to another and sheep and cows and chickens as such were already wandering around with their owners.
Catching sight of a blue-haired figure approaching them, the brunette was glad for an excuse to walk away from the chaos in front of her. Bouncing over to meet them up the dusty track, she smiled brightly.
"Hi, Satoshi-kun," she chirped.
"Hi…"
"So, how'd it go?" Not caring about the fact that he wasn't all that talkative in the first place, Risa decided to continue the conversation. It was either that or watching Dark getting into another argument with Krad; after twenty of those in a row, the novelty of it wore out.
"My parents don't honestly give a damn on whether I go or not," he shrugged, walking towards the house in which Emiko's squealing could be clearly identified. "It's not like I'm very important in their eyes. As long as I'm not in the way."
Risa frowned, "How could they just say that…"
"That's the point; they didn't say anything." Satoshi stopped at this when he noticed the state that Daisuke was in, "Why is his mother…"
"She seems to be really happy that we're going to a cursed town," the brunette's frown increased and she sighed a little, a sudden breeze ruffling her hair, "I guess there's nothing we can do about it, right? So…"
The redhead noticed them and waved slightly, before somehow managing to get away from his mother and bounced over to meet them. Flushed and trying to recover his breath still, he smiled at them and cast a weary eye at the two arguing older teens.
"We've still got a good number of hours to hang around," he said happily, "Wanna just walk around? I want to talk to Towa-chan before we leave."
"I think I'll just explain the situation to my friends," Risa said nonchalantly, "And I don't think those two will let off from arguing anytime soon, so you two go on ahead." She waved them off happily and walked off after saying goodbye to Emiko. They watched as she walked off and the two boys exchanged glances before shrugging it off as nothing but the normal Risa-attitude.
Satoshi took Daisuke's hand and pulled him off, "I don't see why you want to talk to Towa so desperately."
"She's always been a good friend of mine," he explained simply, "And I'm certain that some of the things in the shop could be very useful. Dark and Krad are the only ones with actual weapons, remember?"
"I suppose…"
"Be back in two hours!" called Emiko, ignoring the fact that Krad was shaking Dark by the collar of his shirt, "So we can make sure that you're all sufficiently packed and ready to go!"
"Okay…" Daisuke sighed slightly as he and Satoshi made the long trek back to the village. It was still quite early in the day and the only sounds that could be heard were the low bleating of animals as they were led out to the fields for the day. Neither boy said a thing; merely enjoying the others company, seeing as they would probably be hounded by Dark for the rest of the assignment unless Krad found a way to shut him up. It had always been like that; the two older teens seemed to both cause trouble that they would soon after deal with, and the two younger ones sat on the sidelines and waited for the storm to pass over. Not that it was a bad thing all the time, but it was trying on their patience, really.
The redhead stopped suddenly as they reached the street in which the shop was located, and the blunette gave him a questioning look. "Daisuke?"
"Uh… it is really early in the morning right?" he asked slowly.
Satoshi raised an eyebrow at this, "Yeah…" Had he finally gone nuts or something?
"Then why are there so many people crowded around…?" the redhead pointed at the shop's entrance and, sure enough, it was literally packed with desperate people. Most of them looked like that of the higher social status and they seemed to be scared of something.
"I don't know…" it was really a scary sight to be witnessing. "Should we go to the back then?"
Daisuke nodded at this as they took a detour back around the lanes and roads. As they entered the back alleyway, the glamour and usual living conditions were instantly replaced by a rather depressing, dank area. Rubbish was tipped against both side and rats scuttled from one place to another. They averted their gaze as they hurried down to where the little door that made the back of the shop was located. The redhead stepped up and knocked on it hesitantly.
It opened instantly, and Towa beamed, although she looked strained, "I never thought you would be hanging around the back, of all places!" she said cheerily, "Come in before the rats decide to devour your eyes or something!"
"They would do that?" the redhead was completely disgusted by this piece of information as they were ushered in. The back of the store was definitely more cluttered than the front, but by the noises on the other side of the wall, it was easy to say that it was a mess already. The silver haired girl sat down on a closed box and indicated that the other two should follow suit.
"Of course they would," she said serenely, as they seated themselves gingerly, "Rats can be rather vicious, especially when it comes to the fact that they haven't eaten for a few days. It's really disgusting when you wake up, open a window and look down there. Not to mention the smell a good part of the time." She grimaced at this, before switching back to being cheerful, "So what brings you two here so early in the morning?"
There was a loud crash in the shop's main room and Daisuke flinched, "Why are there so many people coming here all of a sudden, might I ask?"
Towa pursed her lips, "Superstition. They all think that some illness tidal wave is going to hit them really soon and their belief is that the items here can protect them. Of course, none of them know anything about the products in here, and I doubt that it's anything we should be worried about. It's good for business, but really…"
"Superstition?" Satoshi, who had been staring at the ceiling, glanced over in her direction, "Of what?"
She shrugged at this, "They don't really clarify it. But whatever it is it's making them panic a lot. Even though it's not all that much into the day still…"
"I see…" his mind flicked off as he thought about this odd occurrence and this left the redhead to explain the situation to the shop assistant/friend.
"--So now we have to go whether we like it or not, so yeah," he finished, shaking his head. The chaos and noise had finally begun to dwindle and it was a lot easier to think now. "I don't know why he's so desperate for us to do this, but I don't like the idea. We're not professionals at this sort of thing, although Dark and Krad might have something in that field, but really--"
"Maybe it has something to with the sacrifice."
"'The' sacrifice?" the redhead repeated, baffled.
"What, did I say that? I meant a sacrifice, or sacrifices," Towa clarified, "I mean, think about it. apparently it's a very dangerous and cursed town, right? Or so they say and all that, and wouldn't it be best to use a group of people that are easily disposed of?"
Daisuke shifted on his seat; that was, a cardboard box that seemed to thrum with contained magic, "I don't think sending Krad with us would be a good idea then. His parents are the lord of this entire village and I don't even Argentine-san would do something like that."
"Well, you never know." She said calmly, waving a finger under his nose, "He does seem the sort who would send anyone to the chop if they couldn't protect themselves or something. But I am going to miss you. Some of the people who come here are so boring." She turned on her seat and began to shuffle through some of the boxes, "But before you go, I've something for you."
"Eh?"
She pulled it out triumphantly. "Ta-dah!"
He stared at it, "…What is it?"
"It doesn't matter, does it?" she dumped the item she had earthed out into his hand and then leaned back, smiling, "But I can say that it may be useful. It seems to have the magical properties right, so you should be able to work it out."
"Uh… thanks…"
Satoshi slipped back into reality in time to witness this and resisted the urge to roll his eyes; that was Towa for you.
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"Hey Krad."
"Yeah?"
"Are you worried?"
"Should I be?"
"I don't know."
Dark sighed and wrapped his arms around himself, staring blankly at the fields before him. People are hard at work and didn't bother to look up, and Krad – who was sitting next to him – seemed to be more occupied with his handgun than with anything else. They had both come to the concluding argument of what Dark was sometime after Daisuke, Satoshi and Risa had run off, and Emiko was currently indoors sorting their clothes out for some reason. Her motherly affection stretched out far beyond words and it was kind of scary sometimes.
The blonde glanced over to his boyfriend, who seemed to have zoned out after their brief conversation. Thoughts ran through his head; most of them wondering why Dark would ask whether he was worried or not. Sure, this was going to be something they had never dealt with before, but it couldn't be any harder, right? He doubted that, anyway.
A lively breeze picked up, making the trees rustle and sway in a northerly direction. Neither boy said anything, but their quiet companionship and understanding was enough for the two of them, and that was all that mattered.
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Arms folded across her chest with one eyebrow raised, Risa waited for her friends to get over the initial shock they were currently experiencing. Having avoided naming the town itself, it seemed that just leaving the place was enough to give them a heart attack of some sort.
Ten minutes later found them still gaping soundlessly at her.
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"… So?" the brunette finally prompted.
This seemed to jerk them all out of their stupor and they cried in unison, "You're going to dieeeeeeeeee!"
Risa rolled her eyes at this, and sighed.
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Later in the day found the five back at Daisuke's house, all carrying their share of the supplies and being given advice by one Emiko. Most of the advice being 'don't eat anything rotten' and 'have baths as often as possible'.
When they finally found themselves out of her clutches, they tramped over to the stables in which the horses were waiting for them. Krad led the way.
"What happens if we can't feed them?" Dark asked curiously, keeping up with the blonde up front.
"What happens if you're a complete idiot?" came the snorted reply.
"Are they going to be like this the whole time?" groaned Risa.
"It's their way of communicating," Daisuke explained helpfully.
"And the only way to show affection," added Satoshi, as they watched Dark being hit over the head.
"Oi, shut up!" snapped the purple-haired teen as he rubbed the back of his head. "We haven't got long before we have to reach the gates." He held up his left wrist to show some sort of watch-contraption, and as soon as Krad caught sight of it, he swore.
"Come on," he commanded, quickening the pace. Confusing, Dark glanced at it as well and blinked slowly.
"Oh… we're already late…"
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Uh… I can't remember everything that happened, except that there's more to Daisuke then we might have first thought. Uhm… telepathy seems pretty straightforward (I hope) so yeah, if anything else is bothering you, you know you can just ask.
Reviewer replies:
neko-nya: Ghosts will never leave us alone… how about poltergiests(sp?)? They're supposed to be very annoying things. XD Telepathy is a way to intrude on people's minds and apparently it's a great way to pass the time as well :P
Hakudoshi-chan: XD
Koway Oceshia:D Very accurate in what's happening, ne? But there's a reason for certain things going on… although there is a chance of me not knowing what I'm on about… (sweat drop)
Hell's Sorrow: Aw… thank you so much for reviewing; it makes me feel special now. :P I'm glad you like it… I don't think it's all that amazing… but I like the plot… (blinks)
xpechiex: Ooers… I have a tendency to repeat phrases and stuff a lot. Cute? o.O I would have thought of it as annoying, actually XO Thanks for the tips and all and the advice, it really helps (loves to ramble on, though) and I have that problem with not enough description a good part of the time, and loads of talking (sweat drop). Most of my original fics are on hiatus or something… or I'm just too laze. Thanks again!
Angel Born of Darkness: Uhm… I just call it force of habit; whether it's me or Daisuke, I no longer know. I mean, in both anime and manga, he has that thing with using –kun, -san and –chan around the place, depending on the people, and I think it's just part of his character now. And he and Satoshi were aquainances at first, so it just stuck, even when they went into first-name-terms. As for the lines in italic in the last chapter… yeah, you could call it that. It's like a… narration or something of what he's heard/encountered, so yeah?
Sori of Chrome Dragon: Okay, I'm going to call him that from now on; I guess using blue-haired all the time kinda messed up the sentences and made it longer than usual, right? Must be just me though. Thanks for reading my story; I'm touched :D
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