Authors Note/ Wow. Thank you! I never thought you would like this as much as you do… wow… that's all I can say… So I guess that's my chance to go on with the story. Enjoy chappie 5!
Oh, btw, I hate my writing style for this story, so I might rewrite the entire thing… I'm looking into it.
WARNINGdepressive fluffy contentChapter 5/ Final Night… right?
(Daisuke's PoV)
And it rained. I could hear it pouring outside. And with each clink of the droplets slapping against my window, I grew gloomier. All that had happened that day… everything that made it fun and "tempting" as some might remember it… felt like a lie. It was so unrealistic. So fake. I- I just felt like going back and erasing the entire day. Erase everything… my love, my hate, my confusion. I didn't love Satoshi-kun! There was no way. I loved Risa-chan, or Riku-san, or which ever one it was. It just wasn't Satoshi! Right?
Perhaps I was over-reacting; perhaps not. Nothing really made sense anymore. I rolled over in bed and pulled the covers closer. What I really needed at the moment was sleep, but at this rate, that wasn't going to happen either. And I felt myself begin to shiver. I sighed in defeat. I was just feeling too many things right now. If there was even the slightest chance of me going to sleep, I at least needed another blanket to get me warm.
I slipped my legs out of bed and once my bare toes hit the cold surface of the wooden floors, I decided to do this as quickly as possible. I might've been cold in bed, but it was a lot warmer then the air. I tiptoed to the door to ensure that the floorboards didn't squeak. But as I lay my hand on the frozen brass knob, I stopped. I could here a sound coming from the other side of the door. If I hadn't known better, I'd say it was the sound of the rain. Fortunately, I wasn't that tired, and recognized it as the steady beat of Satoshi's laptop keyboard.
I thought back to when I had glanced over his shoulder earlier that evening. "Daisuke." That's all I could read before he closed it. He was typing about me then. Was he still typing about me? What was he saying? Was he writing about what happened earlier?
When I had said…?
Why did I say that, anyway? Why had I felt so vulnerable? And not to mention Dark knew exactly what was about to happen. Did he want Satoshi and I to get closer? And perhaps even Krad and I to get closer?
My mind was a jumble of questions. And there was the off chance that Satoshi wasn't typing about me at all. Maybe he was filing something that had to do with his work. And maybe earlier I had only imagined that I saw my name there. Or… or… some other stupid reason that my mind thought up in those few milliseconds. All I really registered was the fact that he was on it constantly. And I wanted to know what he was typing.
I slowly turned the knob to the right until I heard the soft click of it opening. Immediately the typing stopped. I stood there hidden behind the door, listening for any indication of the Hikari boy being there. I honestly smiled to myself unconsciously when I heard his voice.
"Daisuke?" came the whisper. I gave a short sigh of contentment. I loved the way he said my name. It just sounded a lot better when it rolled off his tongue. Once, I had thought to compare Satoshi' voice to rain. I still stand by that. And hearing them both together was bliss. He was waiting for a response, but I hesitated. Fatigue was slowing me. I was silently debating on if I still wanted to go out. I almost decided to just deal with freezing then deal with facing Satoshi again, but I soon felt the door being pushed open toward me. I let the knob slip from my cold fingertips and I took the slightest step to the side so the door would have room to swing open. My eyes focused on the blue-haired boy as I heard the creak of the door's hinges pass me.
"Daisuke?" he whispered again. "What's wrong?" I didn't reply. I'm not sure if it was tiredness, confusion, or objection that kept me quiet, but I just gazed deep into his azure eyes. He gently grabbed my hand and I saw concern in his eyes. "You're so cold." It was one of my favorite expressions for him. It softens that icy blue to where it's no longer hard and cold. It's, well, soft… like snow. Yes, like snow. Delicate and gentle, but still frozen in perfectly plain composure. He began to pull me toward the couch by my hand. His hand felt nice in mine. It was warm, so very warm. He had me lay on the couch and he covered me with his blanket before telling me to stay put.
I nodded then he walked away. That was it? No flirting or closeness or teasing or… anything? Where did he go? Why did he just leave me here? My questions where quickly brushed aside as I saw the laptop sitting on the coffee table. It and it's programs were still open. Now this was tempting. Could it really be that easy? I saw the blinking line that shows where you stopped typing. I sat up on the cushions of the couch and situated myself in front of it. Now all of my questions could be answered. So I read.
(please read slowly to get full effect)
"Daisuke was a flame to me, one that burns if I get too close. But I'm drawn to him like a moth. And the closer I got the more it burns…burns of longing. He insists on being kind to me, which only pulls me nearer. And the nearer he gets, the more I love him."
I blinked. And blinked again. I was having trouble processing this information. It wasn't startling. It wasn't amazing, or scary. I just sat there, reading over the line. 'He loved me? Could this really be happening?
(Satoshi's PoV)
; Okay, Krad. Wake up. ; I stood in the kitchen boiling water for hot chocolate.
;; Ga- so- une- a-. ;;
; Krad, WAKE UP!! ;
;; Shut up and let me sleep. ;;
; Now, Krad! ;
;; What do you want? ;;
; How about that history lesson now? What was that about your host and Dark's always falling for each other? ;
;; (snicker) It flatters me that you seek my knowledge even in the middle of the night, but you'd probably fall asleep if I told you now. ;;
; You said that it was in our blood. What do you mean? Does that mean Kosuke fell in love with my real dad? ;
;; (smirk) Of coarse he did. The only reason Kosuke was able to marry Emiko is because your father died. But he can't face it sometimes so that's why he's not home too often. It really is a sob story. Heheh. ;;
; But why, Krad? Is it because you love Dark? ;
;; (gag) ;;
; What? ;
;; I wasn't expecting that low of a blow. ;;
; Heh! Then why? ;
;; Well, Once Upon a Time, in a far away land, there was a lovely couple that ruled the magical kingdom of art.. Hikari and Niwa had fallen had fallen in love. So to show his love to the Niwa, Hikari created its first ever piece of magical art. He had created Dark and myself. Unfortunately it had an opposite effect. So every time they felt love for one another, they'd transform. They both hated the fact that their relationship was divided, thus creating the hatred between Dark and I. So the hatred lasted through the years and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. The End. ;;
; So Daisuke and I love each other because you two were made to ensure their love? . . . That makes no sense. ;
;; Whatever. Can I go back to sleep now? ;;
I sighed. ; Go ahead. ; I think I was more confused now then I was before, but I poured the hot water into two mugs and stirred in some newly bought cocoa mix. I smiled to myself as I remembered how Daisuke had practically begged me to buy it. I sighed and leaned on the counter, rubbing my forehead. What was I going to do this time? I'll admit that it slightly scared me to go back out to him. But the poor thing was freezing so I didn't give myself a choice.
I took the mugs and entered the other room. But the scared I felt before was nothing like the one I felt when I saw him sitting at my laptop.
(Daisuke's PoV)
I had calmed down… slightly. Well, more like I just realized what the words meant after reading it what seemed like a million times over. New questions began to appear in my head. If Satoshi loved me-? If Satoshi loved me-?
I heard the gentle click of the laptop closing and my foggy mind cleared barely enough for me to focus on the warm mug that was being handed to me. I looked up to the eyes of the boy who had haunted my mind for the past couple days. And I saw something in his eyes that I had seen just earlier that evening. Fear.
He sat next to me and covered us both in the blanket. He seemed to be searching for something to say. So I spoke instead. "I'm sorry, Satoshi! I shouldn't have read-" he put his finger on my lips to stop my talking. I knew I was blushing, but I didn't care.
"It's okay. I needed to tell you anyway."
"But-"
"No! It's fine." He set his mug on the table and grabbed my hand. "Daisuke…" Why was I nervous? "Daisuki." He needed me? But… I… I can't think straight. "Aigitaru." He loved me? He really did love me?! A tear ran down my cheek. He wiped it away with his thumb. He looked so calm. How can I be acting like this in front of him? Am I crying because I'm happy? I'm happy, right? Right?!
"I- I- I'm sorry, Hiwatari-kun!" I pulled away the blanket and ran to the front door. Grabbing my jacket and slipping on my shoes, I tore down the hallway, calling for Wiz along the way. If Satoshi had or still was following me, I didn't know. But as Wiz transformed into my wings, and we flew away toward my house, I began to cry. Full on cry because of my confusion and the stupid action of running away in the rain.
When I arrived home, I stood on my porch looking at the door sadly. I didn't feel like trying to open it to go inside. So I stepped to the middle of the walkway and lay down on the pavement. The rain poured down in sheets and some drops hit hard enough to sting. I didn't know why I didn't tell him that I loved him back and we could have snuggled there on the couch, only staying warm by our shared body heat and the smooth sips of hot chocolate. I could've fallen asleep in his arms and waken up to the smell of him next to me.
But I didn't. Here I was. Laying in the rain… crying my young heart out… in the middle of the night… alone. Well, not alone, I guess. Wiz was there. And there was always Dark.
/ Dark? / a called depressingly.
/ Dark, wake up! /
… There was no response..
/ DARK! /
… Nothing.
/ DDAARRKK!! /
