Answer Me This…
By Larien
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Summary: I've asked myself so many questions...but they all lead back to this...
Why can't I find you? I've looked so many years, so many times...
Why are you hiding from me? A story about Dark…
Prologue in Dark's POV, story in Third Person
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There was a time when you wouldn't talk to me…I don't know what happened. I'm still wanting to find out. Was it something I did? I don't quite remember the events leading up to our period of silence. It was like a cloud had been hung over my head for good. But we eventually spoke again. I'm glad that period was over. I didn't like being ignored by you. Anyone else, and I wouldn't have cared. But you were different. I had come to look forward to spending time with you. Regardless of the time of the day. The only reason why I remember this period was because, it was right before you were engaged to the Hikari's son.
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Chapter 2
Where Are You Hiding?
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"And then…afterwards, I learned of her engagement to the Hikari's. Because I loved her so much, I decided, my feelings, to tell her and then making her have the pressure of choosing, would be too much. At that time, Daisumo had been happily dating Ritsa for a long time. Apparently, he found me my answer of not having her go through any pain. At least that's what I thought at that time." Dark said.
Daisuke knew Dark was closing his story soon. The story was getting an end.
"What was Daisumo's plan? What did he do?" Daisuke asked.
"Two days after finding out about Asuka's engagement, Daisumo told me that he had told Ritsa about me. Ritsa said she'd accept me because she loved Daisumo. I was happy for Daisumo...and this was our plan, I'd stop seeing Asuka, because I was fading anyways. And we'd see how she held up...because she was bound to the engagement." Dark said.
"What happened to Asuka? How'd she react?" Daisuke was genuinely interested.
"Two days afterwards, Asuka bumped into Daisumo and asked him about me. Daisumo said that I'd flown away...to somewhere far away. That I wouldn't be back. Asuka fainted. Daisumo took her home and said he'd be back to check on her in two days. He did go back. Asuka took him aside and she pleaded for the truth. Daisumo told her...told her about Ritsa and about the curse slowly breaking." Dark said softly.
"What happened? What did Asuka do?" Daisuke was worried.
"She cried. For the first time since I'd met her, I saw her cry. I wanted to go help her and hold her but I couldn't. A day later, she was dead. She'd killed herself. She was found by her would be fiancé. Awhile later, the Hikari's announced they were making a piece of artwork for her. But knowing the Hikari's...they probably didn't just make a piece of artwork. It probably has her soul. Which is why I'm intent on stealing from them until I find her!" Dark growled and punched his hand into the wall.
"Wow..." Daisuke said in awe, "Is she that special to you?"
"What do you think?"
Daisuke was quiet.
"I'll help you...I'll find Asuka with you. I think you're right. The Hikari's probably did seal her soul. I think we can find her. I know we can, Dark!" Daisuke spoke up again.
"You really think so, Daisuke?" Dark asked hopefully.
"Sure I do!"
"It's been two hundred years...you're truly sure?"
"Yes!" Daisuke pumped his fist up in the air.
Dark cracked a small smile and dissappeared back into Daisuke.
'Thank you for listening, Daisuke.' Dark said finally.
'You're welcome, after all, what are friends for?' Daisuke said back.
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Later, Daisuke set to work looking up the artwork made by the Hikari's. None of the pieces that Daisuke found seemed to Dark that they would hold Asuka's soul. He said the work was too cheap and shoddy for Asuka. Asuka deserved better. Asuka was more elegant. Asuka was worth more than that. Daisuke groaned. The piece was pure gold! Dark sighed. This was getting nowhere. Daisuke clicked on yet another website...
'No...no...too simple...no...this is getting nowhere Daisuke. I believe the place known as the library would do us better.' Dark suggested.
'You're right. The web may be lying but the library is almost always right!' Daisuke closed the internet window and raced down the stairs.
"I'M GOING OUT TO THE LIBRARY MOM!" He called out behind him as he shut the door, "OWWWW!" Came a muffled yell, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR!"
"Oh dear...I think Daisuke fell into the trap hole again." Daisuke's mother murmured.
Scuffling and some curses ensued as Daisuke pulled himself out and then he dashed off to the library. At the library, Daisuke breathlessly asked the librarian where all the books on Hikari artwork was. The librarian pointed to a far corner of the library and Daisuke dashed off.
'Dark? Why would they keep this stuff that back in the library?' Daisuke asked.
'I don't know. Let's start looking.' Dark said focusing on the book Daisuke picked out titled "A Collection Of Hikari Artwork".
'Okay.'
An hour later, Daisuke found something that genuinely interested Dark. It was a beautiful piece of spun glass, it looked like a bottle but it was tear drop shaped. The purples and blues swirled and blended around it and created a beautiful effect. The glass spun in spirals around to form the tear drop shape. Next to the picture of the spun glass piece was a picture of an obsidian necklace with a double layer ribbon/chain. The caption said the piece was called 'Tear Of A Broken Spirit' and that the necklace was part two of it. Dark said the necklace looked familiar. Daisuke said that he was hungry.
Dark chuckled and made Daisuke photocopy the page with the picture before they left for food. Dark and Daisuke read over the paragraph on the page as Daisuke downed a hamburger at the local fast food restaurant.
Dark thought the necklace looked familiar. Daisuke, of course, having only seen so much art in his life, didn't really know. Dark pondered and pondered. He swore that Asuka had worn the necklace before. He swore that she owned the exact same necklace. Daisuke mumbled something incoherent.
'What did you say Daisuke?' Dark asked.
'I said,' Daisuke swallowed, 'If you want to find out if it's really Asuka's necklace, maybe you should steal it or something. I mean you are the phantom theif Dark.'
'You mean...you're actually telling me to steal it?' Dark asked in shock.
'If it means that much to you.' Daisuke said.
'I don't even know if it's in Japan!' Dark exclaimed.
'We'll find out. Read the article next to it.' Daisuke replied.
Dark skimmed the article.
The 'Tears of a Broken Spirit' is a glassblown bottle that is tear dropped shaped and looks like a drop of water twisting around. It was made by the Hikari Hanoshi for his fiance after she passed away unexpectedly in 1805. The piece of artwork also has a second piece which is an obsidian necklace set in silver, it is rumored to be a one of a kind necklace owned by Asuka Tenoiji, the would be fiancee of Sanoshi Hikari. The vase is currently housed in Tokyo Metropolitan Museum, donated by the Hikaris. The necklace however is still in posession of the Hikari's.
That did it. It convinced Dark. The problem was, they were in Kyoto. Not Tokyo. Big problem there. He was dead positive that the Asuka, his Asuka was Asuka Tenoiji.
'Daisuke?' Dark said after a brief pause.
'Yes, Dark?'
'We're going to Tokyo.'
'What!'
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As soon as Daisuke went home, Dark made him pack up a week's supply of clothes, gather up his money, and leave a note for his mother. Dark then hurried them out the window, made them call Riku good bye, and dash to the nearest bus depot.
'Dark! Why didn't we tell mom where we're going?' Daisuke asked.
'Because...if we do, she won't let you go. Besides, the note basically explained everything...' Dark said haughtily.
Mom-
Dark and I are going to Tokyo, to steal the Tears of a Fallen Angel glasswork. We'll be back soon...
Don't worry about us and don't try to follow us. Just think of it as an investment to the family.
-Daisuke
'Yea...an investment to the family? It's an investment to you!' Daisuke contradicted.
'Yea yea...but I'm family aren't I?' Dark pouted.
'Of course.' Daisuke handed the lady at the counter the correct amount for a round trip ticket to Tokyo.
Daisuke grabbed the orange and white ticket and walked to the number twelve stop. He sat down on the bench and waited for the bus to arrive. Daisuke could feel Dark getting a little restless.
'Be patient Dark! We'll find Asuka!' Daisuke tried to calm him down.
'Dammit! I just...' Dark broke down.
'Dark, c'mon. It'll be alright.'
'I never listened...she loved me! I ignored her! I didn't realize it till I lost her. Dammit! I could kill myself.' Dark said
'We all make mistakes.' Daisuke consoled.
'Except...mine was too big to forgive.' Dark whispered.
The bus ride was silent. Dark was in deep thought. He was ignoring everything and anything. Daisuke sighed and pulled out his handheld Tetris game, clicking away, leaving Dark in peace. He had already called Riku, who had wished him well after berating him an idiot for leaving without her. Daisuke could do nothing about Dark. Wiz stirred slightly inside Daisuke's backpack. They had smuggled Wiz onto the bus. No one could be any wiser. The rabbit like creature yawned slightly before slumping off into sleep again. Daisuke chuckled. So like Wiz. So carefree.
Three hours later, Daisuke walked off the bus and stared at the bustling streets of Tokyo. There were so many people. There were goths and punks roaming the streets and preppy schoolgirls giggling and pointing at Daisuke and Wiz.
'Man! Tokyo is so diverse! Don't you think so, Dark?' Daisuke asked.
'Huh? Sure, whatever, Daisuke. Wake me up when we get to the museum.' Dark muttered.
Daisuke sighed as Dark drifted off into sleep.
'Dark! Wake up! We need to find somewhere to stay tonite! I only have so much money.' Daisuke thought yelled.
'Mendokuse. Fine. Let me take over.' Dark said.
Daisuke walked into a dark alley and let Dark take over. He casually strolled the streets, glancing at the many hotels in Tokyo. Finally settling on one that said Lotus Blossom Inn. The price wasn't that bad. About $40 for a night. Dark booked it on the spot. Then, he asked the receptionist for directions to the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum. The giddy, love struck receptionist drew Dark a detailed map and dotted her i's with hearts on the street names. On the back, she scribbled her phone number. Dark glared at it in disgust and quickly memorized the location before throwing the stupid piece of paper in the trash can. The receptionist looked heartbroken as inside, Daisuke laughed at her face.
Dark reached the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum and observed that the security wasn't really tight there. There wasn't any fences or gates and the locks were pretty simple. He pretended to be a casual tourist for awhile before asking where the 'Tears of a Fallen Angel' piece was located. The security guard (who looked about half asleep), pointed Dark towards the second level and told him to take a right and go to the part that was supposed to be glasswork. Dark nodded, politely thanked him, and headed upstairs. When he got to the second floor, he immediately followed the sign that pointed to the glasswork.
Dark meandered aimlessly through the endless corridors for awhile before finally stopping and entering the glasswork section. There it was. In the very center, with it's own spotlight. It was even more beautiful then Dark had originally seen. It lay on a royal purple velvet cushion. The glass case it was held in was so clean that it seemed to be just sitting there in the open. Sun rays illuminated off the piece and reflected on the floor. It was like a rainbow of purples and blues.
Dark leaned forward to examine in closer.
'It's beautiful.' Daisuke said breathlessly.
'Exactly like Asuka. Something she deserved.' Dark agreed.
Daisuke laughed. It had been a good idea to come to Tokyo.
Dark looked at the piece sadly.
'I don't think we'll ever find out if Asuka's spirit is in there though.' Dark said sadly, 'I don't think there's any point in stealing it.'
'Huh? But why? We've come all the way to Tokyo for this! Are you giving up now Dark? We're so close!' Daisuke asked shocked.
Chapter Two Finish
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