Ice Angels
Breathe
Sleep in heavenly peace.
After a few more runs, Satoshi had started to mutter things about being very cold and dizzy. At that instant Daisuke jumped up, frightened for another unconscious Satoshi on his hands, and suggested they go home. Besides, Dark and Krad were probably there already, right? They headed home, Satoshi carrying the sled as they went. Once they arrived at the Niwa home, Satoshi chucked the sled to the side where it planted itself in a large pile of snow. They stripped of all clothings that had been soaked with snow and clumps of ice and made their way inside, nothing but thin shirts and loose trousers. Satoshi noticed Daisuke had jean overalls on with a bright yellow shirt underneath. The bottom of the overalls were wet around the edges but the redhead didn't seem to notice.
"Do you want some hot cocoa?" Daisuke asked as he rummaged through his cupboards.
"Or soup? Or maybe just...some..."
Satoshi who had made his way to the kitchen was standing directly behind Daisuke, staring over his shoulder. Daisuke swallowed and turned, another innocent smile on his face and watched Satoshi's expression drop.
"What's...the matter?" Daisuke tilted his head to glance at Satoshi. His eyes seemed foggy, and already Daisuke could tell that meant he was upset. When they were more clear, a bright blue color, he was happy. And they semed glazed in the morning, or when he was angry...Nothing but fields of ice.
"Why are you being so kind?" Satoshi whispered. His eyes softened as Daisuke continued to look up at him. With his eyes nearly closed Satoshi choked out, "You just met me this morning...How can you be so kind to me? You know...nothing about me!" Daisuke only backed up against the counter, sighing deeply as he did so.
"It's easy for me to tell what people are like, within five minutes. Besides, no one ever got to know anyone else by just being mean. I want to learn about you Satoshi, you're my friend." He closed his eyes and smiled, strands of red falling in front of a soft face.
Satoshi only continued to stare at Daisuke before pulling him into a quick embrace. Of course, this confused the redhead, but he still softly ran his hand up and down his back in an attempt to comfort him. Satoshi glared at the floor.
It can't be true...No one...Has ever said that to me.
"Say it again," he breathed out. Daisuke looked at the strands of blue hair and smiled softly. Of course he would be Satoshi's friend, why wouldn't he? What was wrong with that? Just being friends...Was great...
"You're my friend, Satoshi..."
xXx
"Krad!" It struck Dark that the blonde could be dead already. How long had he been out here? How did he slip? Why was he near the ice anyway? Why the hell did he come out here anyway? Before any more questions could ring through his mind Dark felt the stinging sensation of ice cold water rushing against his skin and pushing against his lungs. His eyes tried to open but there was nothing but a blur. He caught a glint of yellow and swam for it, as hard and fast as he could. His leg kicked fiercly and his arms pumped forward until his hand reached out and fingered something soft.
Krad! Dark wanted to scream but instead found the rest of Krad's body and pulled him closely, his light form carefully wrapped in slender arms. Dark made his way to the surface until his mind screamed when it collided with rock hard ice. Frantically, he searched about for the hole, his eyes opening every now and then to try and find some sort of light. His hands ran over the ice above him nervously and he realized, within a few seconds, he wasn't going to find the hole again.
Dammit! I'm not dying in a stupid frozen pond!
He shoved his shoulder against the ice, Krad's little weight even pulling him down. Several times he did the same action and spun upside down, shoving his heavy boot into the ice until it cracked open. He kicked viciously again, and this time a small hole formed. Just the little space there was, Dark was able to pull himself, and Krad, from the pond. The latter of the two was completely limp in the others hands. Dark was coughing incessantly. He loved the air. It was not until the fear struck him that he may never breathe again did he savor each breathe he took. It was like tasting sugar.
"Augh..."
Dark leaned over the hole, spitting out all water that had entered his system and every now and then having his eyes water until he realized why he did such a stupid thing as jumping into a frozen pond anyway. There was Krad, clothes clinging tightly to his body, golden hair spreading out in what looked like heaven itself, and his lips---blue.
"No you idiot! Don't die on me!" Dark started to thrust his fist into Krad's stomach, trying several techniques he knew, and other he wasn't so sure even worked.
"What the hell did the teacher say," he whispered to himself. Krad had spit up some water, but he still wasn't breathing.
Hold their head up...
Dark carefully pulled Krad's head up, leaning it against his knee.
Hold the nose gently and tip their face up gently towards yours...
Dark did as his thoughts told him, reciting the life guard lesson he learned during the summer.
And perform CPR for however long. That means breathing into the victim's mouth, slowly and carefully...
Dark glanced down at Krad with their faces so close. Dark's warm breath brushed against his skin but he did not utter a sound or movement. Dark held his ear to Krad's chest. The heartbeat was slow, but it would stop eventually if he didn't have air soon. Was he really going to save someone's life he nearly knew?
You've got five minutes to save the victim...After that...
Without a second thought, he plunged his lips onto the blonde's.
