Author's Note/ Sorry it took so long to post chapter 2, but don't kill me, kk? I will post 3 as soon as possible. My humble apologies and words of gratitude for those who read and reviewed.
Special thanks to irishKaoru, peach feet, FallenAngel 0104, Luna, Colder Hearts2889, Kawaii Thief Kitsune, and even bigger thanks to my friends Fallentenshi128, Kloudy Reignfall, and Forbidden Secrets. Thanks for reading and reviewing everybody.
Dear FallenAngel0104,
Thanks for the name suggestions. I may change it if it won't mess up any of my readers and stuff. So maybe the name will change for you.
Chiba Lae
Dark Daisuke / Krad ;; Satoshi ;
Chapter 2/
(Author's PoV)
Both boys, having realized what had happened, turned away from each other as so neither could see the blush that came to their faces. Daisuke was redder then his usually shy self was when it tripped over something. The boy would have yelled at himself if he were even able to gather the thoughts. What was that all about? Why was that the image that came to his mind at the sight of his eyes? Why Satoshi? Why a guy? He had just become good friends with the boy not to long before. How could he think that way? What was he thinking?! But then some thing struck Daisuke. Like the memory card was just slipped into the slot. Satoshi's eyes? Yes! They weren't the ice just then. They had been almost warm. Warm? Satoshi…warm? He never thought that was possible. He snuck a look toward the other boy.
Satoshi had managed to take control of his blush because it was now just a pinkish tint to his cheeks. But Satoshi knew what was coming next. He could feel the pain rising in himself and knew that he was soon going to go through the same agonizing pain that he felt every time he thought of Daisuke in such a way. He would become Krad in a matter of seconds and he knew he would once again try to hurt his beloved Daisuke. But when he turned to the boy to tell him that he was sorry for what was about to come, he was shocked to see the kaitou sitting there next to him instead. He had a smirk on his face that Satoshi didn't like and he shot the thief an icy glare.
"How long will it take you to break your promise to me? Your gonna do it soon, won't you? Like maybe this weekend when poor Daisuke is locked in your house alone? Will you break it then? Or will you wait… and do it one of the nights at this museum?" Dark opened his eyes. The darkened violet was filled with dangerous laughter. Dark knew exactly what he was trying to do… but would he succeed?
Satoshi just deepened his glare. He didn't like Dark when he tried to read his mind. "Good evening, Dark."
(Satoshi's PoV)
I thought it best to ignore the trickery that was Dark. Perhaps I did plan on breaking his promise soon, but even if I was, Dark certainly wouldn't be the first to know. It was now that I realized the pain of Krad's arrival had dulled. Perhaps he didn't feel up to coming out yet… that would be wishful thinking.
; May I ask why the hell you didn't come out when you had the chance? ;
;; . . . . I want to hear how you respond to this. ;;
Okay, so perhaps Krad was just a blubbering idiot, but I'd rather him not come out any day. I envied Daisuke in that matter. When he transformed, it didn't hurt him. I was glad for that. But the torture I had to go through each time I felt care for anyone or anything was unbearable. It was at times like this when I realized that I ached to just die than continue hurting Daisuke through the fallen angel that was inside of me. But would I ever really be able to leave the redhead? No, I could never leave him. Even if that meant just dreaming about him and going through pain because of it. He was everything to me, the only thing I cared about. The only way I would die anytime soon was from Dark, Krad, or for Daisuke.
"Good evening, Commander." He said in return. "So now that you have gotten into Daisuke's head, what will you do now?"
Into Daisuke's head? What's that supposed to mean? No time to figure it out now? Dark had stood and walked to the mirror. I jumped up and ran towards him. "This is the mirror I'm supposed to steal? What's so special about it?" he said as I stood in front of it. I knew he was going to steal this one just as easily as he does the others, but it was my job to try and stop him. I stood still, arms to my side, almost relaxed, but still glaring at the thief. He took no notice as he began to walk around the glass, examining it. I followed him with my eyes as he passed my right and walked behind the mirror.
I turned to face the mirror and realized the glass was clear for some reason, instead of stained. I saw Dark smirk once again on the other side and I forgot about the glass and just ran after him. The rest was a blur to me. How he had ever grabbed that large glass and escaped with it was beyond me. But it didn't surprise me much either. I'm sure that with Wiz's wings to help it wasn't quite as difficult. Either way, it was now the long walk back to the apartment for me. If Daisuke would already be there or not, I was unsure. But even though he had no key, I knew he could get in on his own.
(Daisuke's PoV)
/That was quick. . . /
Yep. You couldn't have expected me to fail, did you? The security was horribly weak once I had lost Satoshi. You know, he doesn't run very fast.
/He doesn't eat much. . ./
Pity(awkward silence) So what was with the images earlier?
. . . . .
/I'm not sure./
We reached Satoshi's apartment, and even though we had to run back to my house to drop off the glass, I wasn't surprised that we arrived there before Satoshi. Dark took out a bobby pin from his hair and it took him a good 2 seconds to pop open the lock. In entering, we were greeted with the same bleakness as the first time I entered.
"Agh, we gotta do something about all this plain white!" exclaimed Dark as he looked around the room. I agreed, then Dark let me come out once again.
I stood there, not sure quite what to do, then I had an idea. I went to my room and emptied out my bag. Grabbing the empty backpack, and locking the door behind me with the bobby pin, I headed back to my house. This was the beginning of a very fun night.
(Satoshi's PoV)
When I arrived home, after walking around the park for a good hour, I was silently surprised at the young redhead's absence. I had half a mind to go out and look for him, but decided against it. He would be fine, especially with Dark's help. I thought to myself as I locked the door behind me and made my way to the kitchen. In fact, one of the most dangerous places he could be is here with me. I shook my head at my own disgrace. I stood staring at the bare pantry. I didn't have much here. I sighed to myself and made a mental note to go to the store the next morning. Daisuke ate a lot, unlike myself. What was I going to do for dinner? I stood there for a moment until I heard the door open.
I walked to the doorway to see Daisuke entering, carrying his backpack and a bundle of cloth. I was confused at first, but it didn't have to last long. Daisuke turned and ran into the bedroom. My confusion was changed into curiosity. What was he doing?
With an excuse in mind, I went to his door. I listened to the shuffling inside for a minute or two before I knocked lightly on the white door. "Niwa-kun? Do you want any dinner?" I heard a clatter and I tensed. "Niwa-kun, are you okay?" I asked, a little anxious.
"Gomen nasai, Hiwatari-kun. (very sorry) I'm fine. And I was hoping I could make dinner… if that's okay?" I heard him call back to me. Nani? Make dinner? What was he doing?
"Um, that's fine, Niwa-kun… if you want, I guess… " I wanted to go inside the room and see what was making the rustling.
"Yeah, I brought some new recipe of mine. You and I can be the first to try it!"
Yeah, okay. This was weird. It definitely didn't sound like just an hour or so ago, we had been battling for an ancient piece of artwork. Perhaps he didn't see me as an enemy either… maybe he, too, thinks of it as only Krad and I as the enemy of Dark… maybe…
The door opened and it took me a few seconds to comprehend what he was asking me. "Hiwatari-kun? Um, hello? Where are your matches?" I pointed to a small table in the entranceway. He ran over there and grabbed the red and white box. I turned to the room and was, I'll admit, quite surprised to color. There were reds, browns and golds all around the room. He could have done this all in these last couple minutes. I walked into the room to get a good look at the new décor. The white bed sheets were hanging limply over the edge of the hamper, and in their place was a browns and red, plaid blanket. I had never gone to Daisuke's house but I guessed that they were what accented his own bed. The pillows had deep red pillowcases on them and gave Wiz a cozy bed on which he now slept.
On the dresser was a small red place mat made of cloth. On it were a few gold picture frames and some candles. Daisuke had gone over there and began striking the matches. I walked up behind him to look at the pictures. Three. Three photos. One of his friends, one of his parents, and one of Dark. And I remembered that I wasn't part of his life. Not in that sense. Not really in any sense. I was a classmate and enemy. Dammit! I wanted that to change! Desperately! I hoped that one day I could do all the things with Daisuke that I've always wanted to do. And maybe one day I'll stop having the fantasies and dreams of the boy.
It was then that I noticed that the boy in front of me had tensed. He had a blown out match in his one hand and the box in the other. He was looking toward the pictures, too. And though I couldn't see his face, I knew that he must miss his family already.
(Daisuke's PoV)
What is he doing? Please make him move! Please make him move! I can't handle him standing so close behind me like that! Wait! Why can't I? Why can't I deal with him being close to me? I can't really… then in the museum… no, I just can't like Hiwatari-kun!
Try love, buddy.
/What? I can't love him…! Can I?/
It's a lot more natural then you think. It runs in your blood.
/Nani?/
It was then that I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped slightly in surprise, but luckily, Satoshi didn't notice. When I heard him talk, I could have sworn I heard a different tone in his voice. "They'll be back soon." Yes, there was something different in his voice. It wasn't the same emotionless sound like it was most of the time, it held something… and it badly reminded me of sadness. I looked over my shoulder at the boy. He was looking at the ground, but I could still see his icy blue eyes.
Ice.
Why did I always refer to him as ice? Was it because he was so distant that it was almost cold? Or was it just the color of his hair and eyes that blended so well with his paled skin? Maybe it was just because he was the silent genius, Satoshi, and I was the clumsy dimwit, Daisuke.
He looked up at the feel of my glance. Mist met blood and felt the smallest shiver go down my spine. I nodded in reply. Did he think I missed them already? I was having so much to do, I didn't have time to miss them. Not to mention that from the time he picked me up earlier that day, I had been too confused to do much of anything.
Confused? Yes, confused about Satoshi. Satoshi? Yes.
"Satoshi…?" and said in a soft voice. This was so nice. We were just standing there… Three candles were the only source of light… and I stood next to Satoshi… I was very happy.
Satoshi made a strange reaction, though. He slid his hand off my shoulder and furrowed his brow at me. "Gomen, nani? (Sorry, what?)" I just blinked. "What did you call me?" he asked again.
I shook my head slightly in confusion. Great, more confusion. "Satoshi?" I suggested timidly.
"Since when did you stop using my surname?"
Uh, oops… I blushed a horrible shade of red. Luckily, again, there wasn't too much light to notice it with.
(Satoshi's PoV)
He called me 'Satoshi'? I wasn't going to over analyze anything just yet. So I gave him one last look of confusion before walking out of the room and into the main room, where I silently logged onto my laptop to start typing.. "So how may times did you stop by here to drop off all that stuff since I last saw you like an hour and a half ago?" I asked, trying to change the topic. I saw Daisuke blow out the candles and grab something out of his bag before entering the kitchen on the other side of the main room.
"I should be asking why you got home so late. What if I couldn't get in and was stuck out there for the hour you were gone or something?" I heard him ask in the other room.
"You sound like a housewife asking where her husband was all night."
He just laughed. "I came and went a couple times. I needed to get the sheets and stuff all over here."
"And may I ask why you're dressing up my room?"
"I couldn't stand all the white. Sorry Sato- I mean, Hiwatari-kun. It was just too plain."
I thought for a second then replied. "I don't mind, I guess. In both cases, I mean. I can get along if you want more color in your room… And I don't mind if you call me Satoshi." Of coarse I didn't mind that. I liked, no, scratch that, loved hearing him call me that. I heard the movement in the kitchen pause for a moment before starting again.
TBC
Okay guys, I know it was short, but please don't kill me, kk? Think of it this way… if you kill me, I won't be able to write the next chapter… and only I know the plot… WHAHAHAHAHA!!! Please R&R! Byes, people!
