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Hello, lovies. I've got a lot of homework to do. Which is why I'm writing a new chapter. Anything but homework, ne? Hopefully you like it, but please tell me if you don't like it, too. Unless you're a flamer…then you can take your criticism and shove it. That said, please enjoy.
/ Dark's thoughts
/ Daisuke's thoughts
(( Krad's thoughts
( Satoshi's thoughts
Daisuke dodged the various traps and made his way to the kitchen where his mother was waiting for him. As soon as he walked in and kissed her on the cheek, she looked at him suspiciously.
"Daisuke, there's something different about you."
/Oh shit./
"Why is your hair messed up, your clothes rumpled, and your lips swollen?"
/Oh, she is on to youuuu Dai-chan/
"You know, if I didn't know any better I'd think that…Oh, wait! You were kissing! So, who was it? Was is that nice girl Risa? Or how about her twin sister? As your mother, I need to know these things."
/Ahhh how did she know/
/Daisuke, Daisuke…you should have realized by now that Emiko always knows. Now quick, think of a lie. Unless you'd rather tell her what actually happened…"
"Ano…I stopped for a snack on the way home, but it was spicy so I started to freak out since it burned my lips. I was so busy running around looking for something to drink that I tripped and bumped into Takeshi, whose hair got tangled with mine so I had to yank it free and keep running because I wanted to get home to see you."
/So there. That covers all the bases and there's a little sucking-up at the end./
/God, you are such a bad liar. There's no way she'll buy that./
But Emiko did seem to believe it.
"Oh, and here I was planning your wedding. I guess I got ahead of myself…" she said sadly.
"Ummm, yeah…I'm gonna go upstairs and do my homework." Daisuke said as he sidled away from Emiko and then bolted up the stairs. He ran into his bedroom and shut his door. He went over to his bed and laid on his back, sighing.
/That was close. I hope she really believed me./
/Well, she seemed to buy it. At least she's not hassling you about it./
/That's true…/
/But still…Daisuke, you fruitcake…making out with Hiwatari-kun…no wait, I mean Satoshi/
/Daaarrk! I'm already confused as it is. I don't need you complicating it/
/What do you mean, confused? You kissed Satoshi. Therefore, you like Satoshi. Therefore, you like boys. Therefore, you are gay. There's nothing confusing there./
/Shut up Dark! Nobody asked you/
/You do know that you should be thanking me, right/
/What are you talking about/
/You wouldn't have know what to do if you hadn't been watching like a little perv during my makeout sessions with Risa./
/What? You know I don't watch during those./ Daisuke said, blushing.
/Hey whatever, Daisuke. It's just that I spotted my signature move in there…when you traced your tongue over the roof of Hiwatari-kun's mouth./
/pause/
/Okay…so maybe I did watch. But what do you expect? I am a teenage boy…and besides, how would you know unless you were watching/
/…/
/Well now that's straightened out, so why don't you go to sleep so I can do my homework in peace./
/…already there…zzzzz…/
Daisuke quickly did his homework and went down for dinner. His mother didn't mention the "kissing" again, and Dark stayed dormant for the remainder of the night. Daisuke went to bed feeling calm
Later That Night
Daisuke moaned softly in his sleep, caught in the grips of a decidedly erotic dream. Blue hair…glasses glinting…a smirk…kisses…hot lips trailing down his body…a tongue delving into his bellybutton…just a little farther down…hot breath on his…
/Whoa there Daisuke. Some of us are trying to sleep, you know. Although I do compliment your vivid imagination./
/zzzzz….huh…whaddaya want Dark/
/Daisuke, you were projecting your little wet dream so loudly that for a second I thought Hiwatari-kun was about to blow me. Not cool, man./
/Whaaat? Oh god I'm sorry! I didn't know. Ahhh this is so weird./ Daisuke blushed bright red to the tips of his ears.
/Nah, it's okay. I've been needing a little action anyways./
/…I'm not gonna ask. Let's just go back to sleep./ Daisuke's breathing slowed and he fell back into a more peaceful sleep, closely followed by Dark. His last coherent thought was that Dark was never going to let him forget this.
The Next Day
Daisuke woke up on time, feeling refreshed. He did his usual morning stuff, ate breakfast, pecked his mother on the cheek, and left for school. This time he managed to catch the train and make it to school in plenty of time. He walked leisurely to class with a little skip in his step, feeling unusually bright and chipper. He sat down at a desk and stared into space. The room was pretty quiet and peaceful, when Takeshi Saehara came in. He slammed open the door to the classroom and made his way over to Daisuke, practically vibrating with excitement.
"Daisuke! Guess what? I've got the inside scoop on the item that Dark's going to steal today. It's called the "Ai no Kizuna" and he's going to take it at 9 pm tonight! Isn't that cool!"
Daisuke was about to respond when he was interrupted by Risa.
"Mr. Dark is stealing tonight?" She grabbed Takeshi and dragged him out of the classroom. Her voice down the hallway.
"You have to tell me ALL the details."
Daisuke sweatdropped and went back to gazing happily into space.
"Ohayoo, Daisuke.", said a cool voice from behind him. Daisuke started in surprise and turned around to see Satoshi smiling at him.
/You call that smiling? It looks like a grimace to me. Oh well…to each his own./
"Ohayoo Satoshi.", Daisuke said, blushing at the lack of formality although he had been given permission.
"I suppose you've heard that Dark will be stealing tonight?", asked Satoshi.
"Yes I have. What exactly is this 'Ai no Kizuna' thing.?"
"I haven't been able to research it yet, but the name poses suggestions all by itself."
"Oh.", said Daisuke dumbly, not understanding.
The teacher cleared her throat, signaling the start of class, and Daisuke turned around to face the front. The whole time he was talking to Satoshi he had felt Dark stirring, followed by some snickering. He waited for Dark to explain what was so funny.
/Dark? What are you laughing about/
/Nothing, Daisuke. It's just that the Ai no Kizuna is a very special piece of artwork. It manifests as an incredibly attractive young man who seduces young people and drains their life. It has to be sealed very carefully, because if you don't kill the man before you seal the painting then everyone whose energy was drained will be bound to eachother. The painting has never been allowed to manifest so I don't know the exact manner of the binding, but it's sure to be sexual. Hence the name, "Bonds of Love".
/Oh…/ Daisuke said again, now understanding Satoshi's implications. Then he cast it out of his mind and paid attention to the teacher. He went through his day without even thinking about his job that night. When he got home, he went straight to his room and did his homework. Then he pulled out his mirror and woke Dark up.
/Dark. We need to talk./
/Okay, what about/
/There need to be some guidelines for the theft tonight./
/What do you mean, Daisuke/
/I mean that there is to be no mention of certain dreams insert blush and/or the kiss to Satoshi or Krad/
/sigh…Okay fine…damn…/
That night
Daisuke put on the suit that his mother had sewn for Dark, pulled out his picture of Risa, and got ready to transform. He looked at the picture. Nothing happened.
/Why am I not transforming/
/Because you don't like Risa anymore, duh/
/Oh/
Daisuke rummaged through his things until he found a recent yearbook. He flipped through it until he found a picture of Satoshi. He had barely glanced at it when he felt the familiar dizziness come over him and knew that Dark was emerging.
/Dark, you're not allowed to mention that either./
/Spoilsport…/
Dark called for With and jumped out the window, unfurling his great black wings and making a beeline for the museum. He didn't quite reach it, though. A white and gold blur streaked up and rammed into him, then raced away towards the museum, inviting him to make chase.
"Krad!" yelled Dark as he hurried after him. Krad hovered outside a window of the museum, looking at Dark expectantly. Dark, driven by rage, speeded up in order to ram into him. Krad moved at the last second and Dark crashed through the window, effectively falling for the oldest trick in the book. Stung by pieces of broken glass, Dark's anger reached new heights.
"Krad, get in here and fight me you bastard."
"Why, that would be my pleasure. Tonight you die, Dark Mousy. You and your tamer, who has made the mistake of tresspassing on my territory."
"Shut up and eat this." Dark formed an energy ball as he was saying this, and then threw it at Krad. Krad nimbly dodged it and sent another one flying back in Dark's direction, which was dodged as well. The two circled eachother warily, each drawing a feather. They simultaneously threw the feathers.
/Oh shit/
((Oh shit))
The feathers collided. A bright light shone, followed by a huge explosion.
/I hope Satoshi will be okay okay/
(I hope Daisuke will be okay)
Those were the last conscious thoughts before there was darkness.
End of Chapter 2
Ohh I'm so excited! I got 2 more reviews just while I was writing this chapter. So I'm going to reply to those now at the bottom of the page.
KeraJeir: Thanks! Kawaii is good…there's no hate, I promise.
MsMessup: I totally get what you mean about Satoshi, and I too have thought long and hard about it. So here's my theory: Satoshi is a genius, right? And geniuses have this thing about knowing everything. So Satoshi, not one to ever be in an awkward position voluntarily, does research on kissing and sex in general. Couldn't you just see him writing solemnly in his little notebook about techniques and stuff while watching porn? Well I dunno…it makes sense to me. And here's my second theory, if the first one sounds a bit off: Krad is way too fond of his tamer. That's evident in the manga, and maybe a little in the anime too. I would bet that in Satoshi's weaker moments he has just given in and let Krad do what he wants, hence the kissing experience. There a few fics out there featuring that, so I figure it's at least plausible, ne?