Warning: Um… Shounen-ai (DarkDaisuke), mentions drugs and cutting at one teeny tiny moment, bad attempts at poetry, OC (teacher), Japanese, somewhat cliché, near rape (lime: KeijiDai), etc.
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When Daisuke awoke from his drug-induced sleep, he found himself sprawled across a bed in a dim room. The only light came from candles hung up on each of the four corners of the room. Ignoring his surroundings, Daisuke looked upon himself to find himself nude. Terror gripped his heart and tugged hardly. Daisuke tried to move his hands to hide his penis from view, but he found them to be tied to the bedposts. He looked at his ankles and saw them bounded as well.
'Great. First, Dark had to read my poem. Then I had to accidentally run into Downtown Azumano. Now I'm naked and stuck to a bed with nothing to cover myself in. Not to mention, Saga-kun had done this to me. What is he going to do?' Daisuke thought scornfully. Lost in his thoughts, he never heard the sound of the door opening or the sound of footsteps. But he did feel the bed dip as another presence made it known.
"Hello, Dai-kun. Long time no see, ne? And what's better to rejoice our reunion than have some sexual pleasures." Keiji smirked. He apparently just got out of a shower. He was wearing only a towel and beads of water clung to his skin. His hair was matted down and he seemed to enjoy licking his lips as he memorized each and every curve of Daisuke's body.
Daisuke gulped (he seemed to be doing that a lot these days) and tried to not notice the hungry, lustful look Keiji Saga gave him. From just that look alone, Daisuke already figured out what will happen to him if he stayed. 'I hate that predatory look on his face. I wish he wouldn't rape me…' Daisuke thought. As horrifying thoughts entered his mind, Daisuke began to shake and shudder uncontrollably. Tears slid down his face as Keiji lowered his nude body above the equally nude body of Daisuke's.
(Lemon/Lime is here, but I won't post it. If you want it, review and leave me your e-mail address.)
Dark had decided to go to a sex motel out of nowhere. He had thought that since he took hours to find Daisuke, maybe he was already held captive somewhere and is being molested thoroughly. He chose a random motel, following the directions his heart was giving him. He asked the teenager at the counter if he saw any redhead being carried in (since Daisuke would never willingly follow someone from Downtown Azumano). The teenager nodded and gave him the room number. He had run to the door with the number etched onto it and he tried to turn the knob. Needless to say, it was locked. He had heard moans from inside and was worried for Daisuke. He pushed his weight onto the door and since sex motels were cheap, he busted in quickly and easily. The sight that greeted him, however, gave him no easy feeling.
"D-D-Daisuke? Wh-what are you doing… w-with Saga?" Dark stuttered. He was sweating and he glared at Keiji who seemed to forget what he was doing and held Daisuke possessively. Daisuke started to tremble and he curled up into a ball, ignoring Dark.
"He's having sex with me, baka. We would've continued too if you hadn't interrupted us. Keiji said coldly. Dark ignored him and stepped further into the room. He ignored both their nude bodies and he watched Daisuke. He waited for a response that didn't come for a while.
Daisuke trembled and sniffed. His previous actions flashed before his eyes and he shivered from the sudden cold feeling. He thought about his feelings and realized he did care opposed to what he had thought at first. He did feel guilty but the pleasure was overpowering. Now that the experience was over, he felt dirty and tainted. He almost lost his virginity as well. To Keiji Saga, of all people.
"D-Dark… Help me… I want to go home. Onegai?" Daisuke pleaded. He slowly detached himself from Keiji's now lax grip. He slid off the bed and picked up his clothes. Dark didn't say anything but there was a frown upon his face. He helped Daisuke into his clothes and glared at Keiji. Keiji shrank away a bit but still stared at Daisuke. Daisuke held Dark's arm and Dark led him out of the room, leaving Keiji nude and by himself in the room.
The walk home was quiet and Dark never relaxed his grip on Daisuke's arm. Dark's knuckles were white from the tight hold he had on Daisuke. It was painful no doubt, but Daisuke didn't say anything. The words dirty and tainted and numb rang through his mind. When they both entered the house, tension was in the air. You couldn't really describe it with any other words, just tension.
Emiko was the first that rushed to them and embraced the quiet Daisuke. She fussed over him and questioned him on why he ran off. He didn't reply and Emiko asked Dark instead. Silence once again answered her. She tried to get more information on what happened but Kosuke pulled her away and told Dark and Daisuke to go to sleep. 'It's been a long day.' Those were his words.
Dark and Daisuke both obliged and walked up the stairs to their room. Normally, Daisuke would be ecstatic to be in the same room with his crush. But now, when Dark had almost seen Daisuke lose his virginity, Daisuke wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. They both changed into their sleeping clothes with their backs faced towards the other. They climbed into their own beds and silence wouldn't let go of the hold it had on the room. A silent agreement was made; they would talk in the morning.
Everybody could see the tense shoulders and slight bags under Dark and Daisuke's eyes, but they never mentioned it as they waited for the teacher to enter. Apparently, Dark had to observe the class today since he ran out yesterday.The girls didn't mind, but the guys were wary at how Dark and Daisuke would react because of the incident from the day before. Silence reigned near Daisuke's seats, but the other corners of the room had conversations. Takuto-sensei slid the door open and walked in. He dropped his suitcase onto the desk and smiled at the class.
"Hi everybody. Today, we have a field trip to a publisher's. They want to hear Hiwatari-kun and Niwa-kun's poems. Dark, would you write a poem and see if they like it as well? You're a part of my class now, too anyway." He said with an empty smile. It seemed like he was quite angry that Dark caused one of his students to run off. But he still accepted Dark anyway. What a nice teacher.
Dark nodded and took out a sheet of line paper from his backpack. He grabbed a pencil and tapped it onto his chin. He was thinking and it looked like he was trying to write a message. But of what?
Daisuke ignored Dark and everyone else and looked out the window. The action was the same as yesterday and Dark was once again distracted by something poem-related. Daisuke wondered what kind of poem Dark would write and his mind wandered. Soon, Takuto called everyone to line up outside the classroom door and they prepared to leave. All the students piled onto the bus and Daisuke sat next to Satoshi. He got the window seat and daydreamed again. Since Satoshi was used to silence, no conversations were attempted. They soon arrived at their destination and they separated into groups to enter an elevator.
When Daisuke and Satoshi and their group arrived, it seems like Dark was ready to read his poem aloud. Takuto-sensei finished his introduction speech to the publisher and he stepped aside to let Dark through.
"Why am I even here?
It seems like I can only cause tears.
Your eyes have hidden fear.
Why are you giving me glares?
You were the one,
who has betrayed me.
I don't want us to be done,
but we were never meant to be." Here, Dark was pointedly looking into Daisuke's eyes. It was like a rejection with a confession. Daisuke wasn't sure to feel happy, sad, or hopeful. This poem was somewhat angry and sad, just like Satoshi's.
"That's what it seems.
What's with all these dreams?
See into my soul,
and see what you stole.
Pain that you inflicted,
I've become so addicted.
How long can I take this?
Give me joy. Give me my bliss." Dark finished. Everyone except the publisher was in a solemn mood. He slowly nodded as in approval and told Takuto 'next'. Their teacher nodded towards Satoshi and Satoshi asked if he could read another one. The other was too personal for a total stranger to hear it. The published understood and said yes. It was obvious that he was excited to hear some more.
"Blood dripping off the walls,
ignoring all those calls.
Making my life hell,
so many lies to tell.
Sadness pouring down like pain,
my smile has long been slain.
Black has stained my heart,
who's to play my part?" Satoshi recited. This was like his other poem. Serious, sad, angry. The publisher was astounded at the depth of the poem and he urged Satoshi onwards.
"Die in your eyes,
reach Heaven in the skies.
Spread my wings to fly,
am I prepared to die?
You're killing me here,
exploiting all my fears.
Dammit, I'm slowly dying!
So quit your damn fucking lying!" Satoshi said. This baffled and amazed everyone (excluding Daisuke and Dark). Was Satoshi suicidal or something? In both poems, he mentioned death and pain.
"This is just a pointless existence.
No way am I meant to breathe.
Everyone is just so dense.
Dreams will eventually leave." Satoshi finished. The publisher clapped enthusiastically, but Daisuke could tell that he was shaking in… what? Fear? Excitement?
"Last, but certainly not least, enter Niwa, Daisuke. He's the redhead over there. Niwa-kun, come over here. You can say a new poem like Satoshi or use the same one." Takuto-sensei spoke. He knew the nervous and uncomfortable feeling they had, but Takuto just couldn't let their talents go to waste. Daisuke nodded and said that it was a new one. He opened his mouth and let raw emotions spring forth from his very core.
"Free this tortured mind,
Stop the teeth that grind.
The guilt eats away at my soul.
Now it's as black as coal." Here, Daisuke closed his eyes to escape from all the faces looking straight at him. He knew people were wondering if there was another angster in their class besides Satoshi. But those weren't the looks he was running away from. It was Dark's expression that hurts the most. He was looking at Daisuke with a sad look. A pitying, longing, deep-felt gaze. Daisuke couldn't stand that look directed towards him.
"Are you here,
only to cause fear?
I'm trapped in this world of pain.
Just waiting to be slain.
My hands have been painted.
My purity has been tainted.
Blood that was red.
Just wait for me to be dead.
I know the pain will stay,
but it still make things gray.
My eyes are like open doors,
letting you see into my core.
Why can't I commit suicide?
You will never see inside.
Such a fragile existence,
with no experience." Daisuke chose to stop there. He knew it could go on forever, but in that short part, he apologized. He only hoped that Dark would understand, otherwise all those words were nothing but useless. When Daisuke opened his eyes to see the people around him, he was shocked to say the least when he saw girls crying and sniffing. His poem wouldn't be so bad that it made girls cry, right?
"Um… Are you guys okay?" Daisuke asked gently, his face making a concerned look. Riku choked and lunged at Daisuke to hug him. She buried her face into Daisuke's chest and mumbled some things. Nobody ever heard Dark's growl of possessiveness (except Satoshi). Daisuke gave a puzzled look to Riku and asked, "What is it? Why are you crying? My poem can't be that bad, can it?" Riku shook her head and pulled away at arms-length.
"Niwa-kun, it's not that your poem was bad. It's just that all the poems we heard from you, Hiwatari-kun, and even the pervert himself were sad. We couldn't stand this gloomy atmosphere and we broke down. Gomen. Gomen nasai, Niwa-kun." Riku explained. She sniffed and stepped back. The other girls were nodding to say the same. Nobody saw Dark walking away until the sound of a slamming door was heard. Daisuke looked around the room and saw no Dark. Daisuke sighed and prepared himself. 'This is my last chance. I have to chase after him and talk to him. What happens next will determine my relationship with Dark.' Daisuke sighed again.
He pushed past confused students and ran out the door. He saw a lock of violet hair turn around the corner and he ran after that direction. He didn't call out to Dark because that would waste his breath. He had to save his energy to be able to get Dark. 'How ironic. Yesterday, it was Dark chasing me because of a poem and today it's me chasing him because of a poem.'
Daisuke followed Dark around the corner and saw the same purple lock disappear between the doors of an elevator. Daisuke finally shouted Dark's name but it was unheard. The doors closed behind Daisuke and Daisuke ran to the nearest stairs he could find. Dark would most likely leave the building, so Daisuke just jumped down the stairs and once landed, he ran out the door. Then he exited the building and looked around. Seeing Dark nowhere and probably in the company, Daisuke just stood by the wall and hid until Dark appeared.
-.-
'How dare that little bitch hug and cry to my Daisuke like that? She doesn't understand our pain and she's trying to comfort HIM? How dare she?' Dark thought as he walked into the elevator. He didn't hear Daisuke's pleading for him to stop from outside and he closed the doors. Fuming, he lightly punched the wall. There was a slight dent but Dark didn't care. A ding was heard when the doors slid open and Dark exited. He stepped aside as people rushed into the elevator and he pushed open the doors to the outside. Just as he was about to turn a corner, he hit something small and warm and alive.
"Oomph." Daisuke grumbled as he landed on his bottom. He blinked at Dark who seemed to be looking at him weirdly. Remembering what he came to do, Daisuke pushed himself off the floor and held onto Dark's arm before he could run off (not like he'd want to). Dark just continued to stare at Daisuke. Dark thought , 'Why is he here? Did he chased me out here after he saw me leave? But that can't be, he should be pampered right now by Riku.' Dark was quite confused, but he daren't try to show it.
"Dark, we need to talk. The poem you read yesterday... When Saga-san was about to... Nevermind. Let's go somewhere else first." Daisuke said nervously. Without loosening his grip, Daisuke pulled him away, towards the direction of the fountain of Azumano. Dark let himself be pulled away. Even though it had only been a day, the events piled up a lot of emotions (jealousy, possessiveness, love, worry, etc). He looked at Daisuke and saw how nervous, almost shy, he was. It was a cute sight, but the thought about the talk they would obviously have dampened his spirits. But at least Daisuke was holding his hand, right?
The walk was silent, just like the one from the night before. But this time, the silence was kind of comforting instead of deafening. In the distence, Dark heard the song Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil playing on the radio of a car. 'Seems kind of right and yet wrong. But it's cool.' He thought. Dark softly sang some of the lyrics of the song in his head. 'Oh no, here it is again. I need to know, why did I choose to betray you? The words seem like something Daisuke would say to me when we have the talk. Is Kami telling me to forgive Daisuke? It wasn't like he lost his virginity! Thank God.'
They had stopped, but Dark didn't really notice. Once again, he was lost in his ponderings. (Why does lpeople keep doing that in my fic?) Daisuke gulped and turned to face Dark. Dark's eyes had shone a beautiful red-ish purple and Daisuke could get lost in them forever. Dark's lips were shaped nicely and it showed that he would be a wonderful kisser. Daisuke wanted to kiss Dark and since he didn't know what to do yet, he decided to follow his desires for once.
The kiss was chaste. But Dark had felt it and he was immediately awakened. He wanted to grab Daisuke again to kiss, but he knew the situation would get worse. But damn it all, why did Daisuke have to look so cute with that adorable blush spreading across his cheeks? Dark opened his mouth to start the conversation, but Daisuke beat him to it.
"Dark, about the poem you read yesterday, the feelings I wrote about was love. And I know that you know it's you. I love you, Dark." Daisuke said. Before Dark could confess his own feelings, Daisuke held up a hand to stop him. "Wait, let me finish. I don't think I can fo all the way if you start now. I'd feel even more guilty... Yesterday, before you found me with Saga-san and after I ran out... I... I ran like there was no tomorrow. I ran till I reached our house. I threw my backpack onto the balcony and continued running. I never looked towards my surroundings until I reached Downtown Azumano. There, I saw people giving me looks. When I was about to turn back, Saga-san found me and stopped me. When I tried to run away, he pulled out a drugged cloth. He placed it onto my mouth and I fell unconcious." Daisuke took a deep breath. This was the hardest part to talk about. "When I woke up, I found myself naked and tied onto the bed."
Dark was infuriated. Not at Daisuke or his tale. But at Saga, Keiji. How dare he strip his Daisuke. Yes, his Daisuke. And besides stripping Daisuke, he tied Daisuke to the bedpost. That would be a lovely sight, but no one besides Dark was supposed to see Daisuke that way. Angrily Dark wrapped a possessive arm around Daisuke's waist. Daisuke didn't mind. It was nice since it was warm. It kept his emotions of last night away and just focused on what happened.
A/N: O.o Dark said cool... That sounds weird to me. I don't even know why I added that song to the fic. Maybe it was a hint that I'll write the next chapter of Amnesia with that song. If you want to read the lime between Keiji and Daisuke, drop your e-mail into the review and I'llsend it to you. It's my second time writing something like that, so it might be bad. All rape scenes by me seem to have Keiji rape Daisuke. I'm so mean. >.>
1. Dark's poem was a variety of stanzas from several of my poems. I guess Betrayal would be a fitting title, ne?
2. Satoshi's poem is also a variety. I'll call it Cutting Lies.
3. Daisuke's poem was written a few days ago, while my English class was watching a film on a poet. It's Almost Innocence.