Chapter 5: Dream-worthy
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Important: Please read the Author's note after reading the fic. It's about this story's rating. Carry on…
"Daisuke!" Emiko calls out to his son from outside his room. No one replies to her. She knocks on the door and shouts his name again.
"DAISUKE!"
"Hn…" Daisuke squirms on his bed, pulling his blanket and covering his head with it. What is her mother doing? It's too early to get-up. Shouldn't she be making breakfast right now?
"Daisuke! It's seven in the morning! You're gonna be late!" Emiko knocks insistently on Daisuke's bedroom door.
'Seven in the morning?' Daisuke springs up from his bed and looks at his digital alarm clock. The 7:00 he sees immediately turns to 7:01.
'Shit! I forgot to turn it on!'
Panic fills the teen's head as he shoots out of his bed and runs outside of his room. Emiko could only see a blur as a speeding Daisuke hurries to the bathroom, slamming the door upon his arrival.
"Mom! How come you didn't wake me up?" shouts Daisuke from the bathroom as he turns the shower knob.
"That is NOT my responsibility, mister! I didn't buy you that alarm clock to decorate your room with." Daisuke is surprised by the 'I'm-your-parent-not-your-servant' tone Emiko used on him.
Daisuke finishes his inadequate bath and runs back to his room, still dripping wet from the shower.
"You're making a mess!" Emiko scolds Daisuke as she sees the blur of his son pass her by once again.
"I'm sorry mom! I'll clean it up on the way do—" Daisuke isn't able to finish as he slips and falls to the floor, face first.
"Really now, Daisuke! What's gotten into you?" Emiko shakes her head and proceeds down the stairs towards the kitchen.
"Hurry up! I'll make you a sandwich. You can eat it on the way to the station."
Daisuke, who makes it to his room alive, puts on his white undershirt for his uniform. As his head pops out, his bloody nose clogged by a tissue paper is revealed.
"Thanks mom! I'll be right there!" Daisuke finishes dressing and grooming himself and gets out of his room. He gets a mop and cleans the mess he had made a little while ago. After finishing, he places the mop aside, washes his hands and runs towards the kitchen.
"I'm not in there, son! I'm by the front door." Emiko shouts, her voice echoes throughout the entire household.
Daisuke, with his backpack on, runs towards the front door and sees his mother holding up a poorly prepared sandwich on her hand. Daisuke grabs it, says goodbye and runs out of the house.
'Take care!" he hears Emiko say as he runs towards the station.
He takes a bite of his sandwich and cringes. Yep. This was definitely made by Emiko. It seems that even a simple sandwich is too difficult for her mother to make. Daisuke usually did all the cooking and food preparation in the house since every kitchen and foodstuff in the world seems to have been made to spit her out. Serves him right though. He had forgotten to activate his alarm clock and get up early. Emiko will probably be eating the same thing because of him. Stupid stupid stupid.
'I was too distracted last night.' Daisuke thinks as he approaches the station, barely making it inside the train before the door closes. He finishes his sandwich and takes in a deep breath.
Dark occupied his mind the night before, especially the comment he made about the kiss they shared 3 nights ago.
"What a weird guy." Daisuke shakes his head as he realizes what he is doing.
'Agh! I shouldn't be thinking about it. I'll just have to pretend it didn't happen!'
Daisuke had a very long and strange weekend. He never expected all of THAT to happen to him. He couldn't just shake it off but he decides that he was going to have to. He couldn't let Dark win. Not this way. Not in any way.
He barely makes it to his classroom on time. He makes it in just before the bell stops ringing, earning him a surprised look from his teacher and classmates who were used to him being the earliest in class. Takeshi gives him a suspicious look and Risa and Riku looks puzzled as well.
Takeshi, Risa and Riku approach Daisuke's desk after the first class.
"What is up with you today man? That's the first time I've seen you arrive late!" Takeshi says.
"(Vein popping on head) I wasn't late!" Daisuke defends himself.
"For you it is!" Riku says, siding with Takeshi.
"I must say Daisuke-kun," Risa adds, smiling at Daisuke, "I agree with them. That was careless for you."
"H-Harada-san… even you." Daisuke bows his head.
"Well, there's a first time for everything!" Riku says, cheerfully. She slams her hand on Daisuke's desk and nears her face to Daisuke.
"Like he said, he wasn't tardy and…" Riku's words are cut-off by her gasp.
"What is it, Harada-san?" Daisuke asks his friend.
"What happened? Where did you get that bruise?" Riku asks, pointing to a big bruise she noticed on Daisuke's neck.
"Ehhhh?" Risa gets closer to take a look of her own.
"That's a big one, Daisuke-kun!" Risa comments. "Does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts!" Riku says a little loudly to her twin. Risa looks insulted by that but says nothing.
"I-It's nothing! Really! I got it when I fell down the bathroom." Daisuke waves his hands to assure the two. He flinches in pain when the bruise in his arm hurts when he starts waving his hand.
"But you have others too. All of that couldn't have been from a bathroom." Riku says
"I said it's nothing!" Daisuke lifts his head up as he shouts at his short haired female friend. Riku is immediately hurt by this. Risa and Takeshi are shocked.
"I…" Daisuke is struck by guilt the moment he released those words. "I'm sorry Harada-san…" Daisuke says "I'm… I was just a little irritable. I'm sorry for taking it out on you. I really did get these bruises when I fell. I appreciate that you all worry for me."
"No. You're right. I shouldn't have pushed." Riku smiles understandingly at the red-head and accepts his apology.
Unbeknownst to the 4 friends, a certain blue-haired classmate of theirs was looking their way and was listening to their conversation.
The rest of Daisuke's day goes by smoothly. He participates well in the rest of his classes and spends lunch with Risa and the others, though he doesn't enjoy it fully since he wasn't able to bring a packed lunch because he wasn't able to cook one himself. He'd crawl the walls before he eats an 'obentou' made by his mom. After their last class, Daisuke proceeds to the student council conference room to spend the next few hours doing his duties as the 2nd year level representative.
Daisuke takes in a breath of air before he enters the room. He goes inside and is greeted by the other members of the council. He goes to his desk and on it is a pile of paper work. He sits down, gets his pen and stamp ready and sighs.
"Here we go…"
"Niwa-kun." Daisuke awakes at the sound of someone calling his name. He sits up and looks at the desk he had been laying his head on.
'I fell asleep.' He looks around and towards the door. There, standing by the sliding door is Satoshi.
"Hiwatari-kun. What are you doing here?" Daisuke rubs his eyes and lets out a yawn.
"I wanted to talk to you." Satoshi replies bluntly.
"What about? And where is everybody?" Daisuke stands up and walks towards Satoshi.
"They left already. I guess they didn't want to wake you up."
"I see…" The setting sun's red-yellowish rays enter through the large windows of the room. It hits Daisuke's back, causing an elongated shadow to be cast and to hit his blue-haired friend.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
"Be honest with me." Satoshi says to him.
"Of course." Daisuke replies.
"Did Dark do something to you?" Satoshi has no hesitation in his voice.
"What?" Daisuke is taken by surprise.
"Did he hurt you?" Satoshi asks insistently.
"W-What are you talking about?" Daisuke turns around and walks back to his desk.
"The bruises. He did those to you, didn't he?" Satoshi's face hardens as he walks up to Daisuke, grabs his left arm and turns him around.
"Answer me! Did he hurt you?"" Satoshi has no intention of letting the arm go until he gets his answer.
"No," Daisuke denies. "I fell in the bathroom, remember?"
"He DID hurt you, didn't he?" Satoshi says, getting angrier by the second. "What else did he do?"
Daisuke isn't able to respond. He knows that he won't be able to get away from Satoshi. He gulps and closes his eyes in what seems like shame.
"He kissed me…"
Satoshi's eyes widen behind his glasses at the newly uncovered information.
"I don't know why he… did it… He… after beating me up… He just…" Daisuke can't find the right words to say. He himself is having a hard time believing these words that are coming out of his mouth.
Satoshi is stunned. He looks at his red-haired classmate for what seems like years. Finally, he takes in a breath of air and pushes his glasses with his index fingers.
"Did you like it?" Satoshi startles Daisuke with the question. "Well?" he asks, not even giving Daisuke the time to take in the question.
"What?" Daisuke is taken aback.
"What are you saying? Of course I… Of course I didn't…" Daisuke bows down and closes his eyes. He clenches his fists. Every one of his movements is examined by Satoshi.
"Hmm…" Satoshi sighs. He turns sideward and walks towards the wall.
"It doesn't matter…"
"What?" Daisuke looks up and towards the blue-haired boy.
"It doesn't matter if you liked it." Satoshi turns around and looks at Daisuke who is not sure how to respond.
"It was wrong for him to hurt you. But that's my only concern. Whatever else you do with him…is none of my concern."
Daisuke is all but stunned at this. He had just told somebody that he was kissed by a guy and this somebody acts like it's the most normal thing in the world. He can swear that as he looks at Satoshi, he can almost see him smiling. And behind those glasses, what's under those sapphire-blue eyes is that… …. Relief?
"What about you?" asks Daisuke.
"What was going on with you and Krad the other night?"
Satoshi's eyes widen in surprise.
"That's none of your business!" Satoshi shouts.
"It looked like he was hurting you! It… It's wasn't the first time, was it? Why? Why would you let him do that to you?"
"I SAID IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Satoshi snaps. "It doesn't concern you so butt out!"
"I don't understand…" Daisuke looks pleadingly at Satoshi but is responded by a cold shoulder. He approaches Satoshi and places his hand on his right shoulder.
"But… foe what it's worth… if you need someone to talk to or help you… Just call on me and I'll do my best…You can count on me." Daisuke assures him.
The tension in the room rapidly increases. The sudden knock on the door breaks this for a while as the two turn their attention to the person behind it.
"Hm? What are the two of you doing here?" Dark asks the two.
"What are 'we' doing here? What are you doing here?" Daisuke counters.
"I said I'll come to you to pick you up, remember?' Dark answers. Satoshi looks from Dark to Daisuke.
"Ah…" Daisuke looks at Satoshi. "It's not what you think."
"Go." Satoshi gives Daisuke a smirk.
"But—
"That's right Daisuke. Listen to him and let's go." Dark gives Satoshi a wink as he pulls Daisuke out of the room.
"Hey wait!" Daisuke fidgets but Dark had already closed the door.
A smile creeps onto Satoshi's face as he takes in the scene just seconds before. He looks at his right shoulder and remembers the red-head's words.
"You can count on me."
He places his left hand on his shoulder and looks on towards the closed door. He sighs and shakes his head, the smile never leaving his face. He slides the door open and steps out.
"Those two seem to be getting along well." A voice says to him.
Satoshi is surprised to find Krad waiting by the door.
"Krad!"
"Hey there!" Krad pushes Satoshi back into the room and locks the door.
"My! Dark said he was leaving early… but I never thought he would take that cute little friend of yours with him!" Krad says laughingly
"What is it with you and him?" Satoshi snaps at Krad. "If you like him so much, then why don't you just date him?" Satoshi turns red with anger.
"Hm? You mean Daisuke?" Krad chuckles. "Well… he IS my type… and those young innocent types… turns me on…" Krad says, approaching Satoshi.
"I might consider it…"
Satoshi huffs and looks away. Krad's hand touches Satoshi's chin and turns the younger teen towards him.
"But I won't."
Satoshi's eyes widen. Krad takes Satoshi's glasses off and puts it on a nearby desk.
"You know why?"
"No." Satoshi takes his gaze away from the blonde.
"What? That's no good. Then what have we been doing all this time?" Krad scratches his head. He places both his hands on Satoshi's shoulders and pulls him towards himself.
Krad looks in the mesmerizing blue eyes that contested his own. He closes in and decreases the distance between their heads. He kisses the younger teen's cheek and moves on to nibble on his right ear. Satoshi can feel the blonde's hot breath hitting the sensitive skin on his neck. He feels the older teen bite on the skin beneath his ear. He grits his teeth and gives out a moan of pain but he tries his best to endure it. He feels a trickle of blood run down his neck. It stains his cotton white collar. He grabs Krad's shoulder and holds onto it tightly.
Krad pauses for a while and looks at Satoshi. He caresses his cheeks. He puts on a gentle and caring face for him.
"Do you want me to stop?"
Satoshi opens his eyes and looks up to him.
"No. I can handle it."
Krad brushes the skin beneath Satoshi's left eye. He moves in and pulls the younger teen closer.
"By the way…" he says as he tugs on the back of his jeans. He lifts his shirt and pulls out a white rose from the side of his pants. But it doesn't come from his pocket. He had placed it against the skin of his waistline, the thorns causing blood to cling to the fresh flower. That was understandable. Krad neglected to trim the rose of its thorns earlier.
"I got your favorite…" Krad brushes the rose against Satoshi's face. The fragrance of it travels through the boy's nostrils, making him close his eyes in pleasure. He notices the blood that drips from it.
"You didn't remove the…"
"Hey. What's a rose without the thorns? It kinda loses its poetic value… don't you think?" Krad continues teasing Satoshi with the cloudy-white flower.
"Idiot!" Krad takes out his handkerchief and wipes Krad's bleeding side. "Since when have you been concerned with poetry?"
"Ever since I met you." Krad smiles at a somewhat surprised Satoshi. His eyes widen but the boy doesn't let his 'getting thrown-off' for long. Satoshi retorts to his icy shell as soon as the slightest hint of vulnerability escaped him. Krad, amused, just laughs at this.
"What's so funny?" Satoshi says, slightly raising his voice. Although, no matter how much he tries, no amount of covering up can hide the hint of redness on his cheeks.
Krad nears Satoshi's face and connects his forehead with the younger teen's own.
"Relax. I was just thinking how cute you are…" Krad's head closes the remaining distance. He captures Satoshi's mouth, causing a gasp to come out of the boy. He takes advantage of this and enters. Satoshi tenses up for a while but relaxes almost immediately. He willingly returns and deepens the kiss, playing with his own tongue and teasing the older teen. Krad pulls out and moves on to Satoshi's neck. He did not give a damn for gentleness anymore. He nibbles, hard, on the sensitive skin. Satoshi gives out a moan of both surprise and pleasure.
Krad starts to unbutton Satoshi's uniform as he moves lower. He licks Satoshi's collarbone and practically rips his shirt off him. The white undershirt is left and Krad proceeds to move the hindrance out of the way.
'K-Krad… wait…" Satoshi mutters a soft protest.
"Ah…"
Krad is now feasting on Satoshi's chest and continues on his downwards direction. His warm tongue, tracing a path on the pale white skin on Satoshi's torso.
"Krad wait!" Satoshi is practically panting while he speaks.
"Someone might…"
Krad gives a muffled roar as his weight overwhelms the boy and they both fall towards the floor.
"Ahh… …!"
Neither of the two notices the rose fall a second later after they have. It hits the floor but the abundance of its petals softens its fall, making it bounce after impact.
"Ahh… …!"
"What's wrong?" Dark looks at the person at the other side of the table.
"Brain freeze!" Daisuke mutters while a spoon is still inside his mouth. That last bite of his strawberry chocolate banana-split was too big for his own good. Not to mention that he practically tried to swallow the whole thing the moment the waiter placed it on the table.
"Sheesh! That's what you get for being such a miniature pig!" Dark huffs.
Daisuke slams his hands on the table and stands up.
"Who're you calling a pig?" Daisuke soon regrets his actions as he notices people from around staring at him. He clears his throat and manages to give a "gomen" before sitting back down.
"(whispering) And what do you mean by 'miniature'?"
"Heh. That's what you are! You're too little to be a pig. You're the pig midget!" Dark says laughingly.
"Hmph!" Daisuke tries to control himself for fear of being embarrassed again.
"I'll be taller than you in a few years! Just you wait!"
"No way in hell that THAT'S gonna happen!" Dark gives him a casual disbelieving look.
"Grr…" Daisuke's shaking becomes evident when his spoon moves with him. He takes in a VERY deep breath and gives out a long sigh.
"I'm gonna forgive you since you bought me this wonderful banana ice cream dessert!" Daisuke takes another bite.
"And the waffles, and the taffy, and the cotton candy, and the chips and the iced milk tea…," Dark adds, making Daisuke choke on his food.
"You said you'd treat me to a snack in this coffee shop! So I let you." Daisuke sticks out his tongue and continues eating.
"That's too much for a 'snack'!" Dark retorts. "Geez! I should start charging you for this!"
"HA! This is hardly any payment for beating me up and (switches to whispering chibi mode)… stealing my first kiss." Daisuke is careful not to be heard.
"Besides, I rarely have desserts since my mom doesn't think they're 'healthy'. Like she'd know anything about that."
"I'm not trying to pay you back! You deserved every blow." Dark says.
"And I think that I should charge you for that kiss!"
"Hmph! Don't flatter yourself! It wasn't THAT great!" Daisuke defends himself.
"Wasn't that great? Wasn't it 'terrible' until just a little while ago?" Dark snickers.
Daisuke realizes what he said and tries to recover.
"I mean… yeah! Terrible! Not great! It doesn't even come close to great! It was shit!"
"Now now Dai-chan.! It's not polite to swear! And if it was shit, then I guess you like stuffing yourself in it!" Dark counters.
"Don't call me Dai-chan so casually!" Daisuke tries to take a stand.
"Why not? We already crossed one of the major thresholds." Dark says with a wink.
"In fact, I shouldn't even be bothering with honorifics with you."
"Don't get so cozy."
"You mean like when we slept together?"
"(Vein popping on head) We didn't sleep together!"
"Oh. Then I guess I was sleeping with a red-haired pig then."
"Ugh! You know what I mean!" Daisuke says.
Dark just looks at him and is clearly amused by the reactions of the red-head. Daisuke notices this and turns away. He feels a lot of blood go towards his head, causing a warm sensation. Dark snickers again.
"What now?"
"I was just thinking," Dark says. "After all… …, you're still a kid."
"I can be pretty mature when I want to!" Daisuke defends.
"I can see that."
The two of them don't speak for a while.
"Look kid, I don't want any trouble from you," Dark states. Daisuke just looks at him.
"So what do you say…?" Dark extends his hand to the younger teen. "… To a truce?"
Daisuke is stunned. He just looks at the Dark's hand for a while.
'I guess… it wouldn't be too bad.' Daisuke thinks to himself.
'He's trying to avoid any further conflict between us and… he doesn't seem to be interested in Risa.'
Daisuke gulps before reaching out and grabbing the older teen's hand.
"Okay. Truce." He says.
The two boys shake on it.
"Now… How about another kiss?" Dark says as he pulls Daisuke towards him.
"AHHH! What are you doing?" Daisuke pulls his hand out.
"(innocently) What? I just want a 'make-up' kiss." Dark says.
"(serious) If you really want a truce… then you better take me seriously," Daisuke says.
Dark puts his hands up in an 'I surrender' stance.
"Okay! I'll be nice."
"Good."
"But what about this?" Dark takes a sip of his iced tea.
"How about… we try being friends?"
"Seriously?" Daisuke can hardly believe that diplomacy works on Dark. He half expected him to laugh at his face when he asked Dark to take him seriously.
"I guess," Dark replies. "Besides, we won't be able to avoid hanging-out in the future if Krad has any say to it so we might as well get along."
"W-Well said." Daisuke agrees.
Dark extends his hand again. "(cheerfully)Let's shake on it!"
"You're not gonna try anything funny again, will you?" Daisuke says, cautious.
"Don't worry. I won't." Dark assures him. The younger teen takes Dark's hand once again, signifying the start of their friendship.
"Hmm… I guess you're not a bad guy… if one really digs and digs and digsbeneath those shit-y layers of yours."
"(vein popping on head) Hey!" Dark says. He looks at his watch and stands up.
"I should take you home now."
"Ah! Don't worry! I'm not a girl. I can go home on my own." Daisuke stands up and picks up his things.
"Hey! I'm trying to do you a favor here, okay? So just go with it. I might not be so generous next time." Dark says.
The walk home is pretty uneventful, although Daisuke considered walking home with Dark a major unlikely event. They finally arrive in front of Daisuke's home. Only half of the sun can be seen. A few minutes and it will have completely set. The red sky is proof of that.
"I'll see you tomorrow Dark…Dark-senpai!" Daisuke throws a cheerful smile towards the purple-haired teen.
Dark is surprised by Daisuke's formality. He smiles, knowing that the kid had given him a chance to earn his respect. He looks at Daisuke for the last time, admiring the fiery-red hair that is being highlighted by the setting sun. He moves towards him and places his hand on Daisuke's head and gently ruffling his hair.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Daisuke takes a step backward.
"I was just thinking how cute your hair is. Red. It suits you." Dark says. He places both his hands on his pockets and turns around.
"See ya!" Dark turns around and starts to walk off.
"G-Goodbye!" Daisuke looks at Dark who doesn't turn back. He sighs and walks towards the front door of his house. He goes in and takes his shoes off.
"I'm home!" he announces and proceeds to walk upstairs.
"Welcome home Daisuke! Don't worry about dinner! I'm cooking tonight!" Emiko calls out.
"I see…" an eerie feeling crept into Daisuke's stomach as he thinks about his mother cooking and serving dinner.
He passes the upstairs hallway and goes inside his room.
"What a day!" he says.
Indeed, it has been quite a day for him and others. The ending of the day only gives way to what lies ahead for this sweet teenager. There's still so much he hasn't seen and so much he doesn't know. Like the fact that he will be dreaming of a certain tall older purple-haired teen tonight… …
Author's note:
Here it is! The fifth chapter! (wheeze wheeze)
So what did you think? Was it good? Did I do it right? Is actual food like hamburgers and rice doing it for me? Hehehe…
To those who reviewed, like Lady Samurai (who is always the 1st to review! Thanks!), Escuro, Mergic,…,frozenmagicfire,Meestyna, Manami Nakaoki,I'magirlxD and AKAI, I thank you from the bottom of my heart!
Lady Samurai: I agree! Romance and angst! Hehehe… the best! Although I kinda like Humor and Romance too! Like Gravitation! (you know that one?)
CrystalStarGuardian: Really? Thanks! Hehe… I'm glad you think that it's believable.
Escuro: I'm glad that you like the interaction! Hehe… Yes! Daisuke is just too CUTE! He's my favorite DN Angel character!
Just one thing, this can still be considered T, right? Right? I haven't under-rated? Right?
PLEASE TELL ME THAT THIS CHAP IS STILL T! (sniffle) Otherwise, inform me immediately! Please! Thanks! (I hope it's still T) I'm afraid of under-rating…
Last but not least, Please REVIEW! Thanks and good day! (smiles, waves and bows)