Hey yo! I'll make it short this time:
Here's the next chapter!
Warnings:angst and slight
fluff
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Chapter Three: Day One or A normal school day, huh? - Part II
"THIRTEEN BROKEN WINGS!"
Dark watched horrified as Daisuke shot out of the window. Glass shreds flew, reflecting harsh rays of sunlight in dazzling and blinding colours.
"It looked as if a gigantic black snake shot out of the window after Daisuke and was getting longer and longer, eventually grabbing the boy and preventing him from colliding with the ground. I heard a screech, which didn't sound human at all, screaming something like: MINE ..." Dark would have explained later. But at that very moment, Dark was simply shocked. His mind raced and his heart pounded – all he could think was "I need a body to rescue him... I need a body...A BODY!"
Noises from behind made him spin around. He saw masses of pupils running out of their classrooms, searching for an excuse to free themselves from their lessons. The broken window ahead of them was just perfect. Dark's heart sank as he saw them. He had to stop all of them, before they could reach the window and see this...black something and an unconscious Daisuke lying on the ground bleeding from invisible wounds...Dark shook these thoughts away and stepped confidently forward.
He had already chosen his target. A tall and skinny boy with flaming red hair was running obliviously towards him. His heart stopped for a moment. Flaming red hair... Dark's weak part screamed to him not to do this. His other more desperate side, however, said if he wouldn't do it Daisuke would die and he would be the one to blame.
Dark didn't want to be blamed for Daisuke's death. Dark stared at the boy before him then darted forward, letting the boy run into him. Their souls melted together. Only a brief moment passed in reality, but it felt like an eternity from their point of view, as Dark whispered "This is your destiny... and I am indeed very sorry about that... But there is somebody who is of importance to me and I swore to protect him...at any cost..." He heard the boy gasp and groan in fear, but he eventually took over the body.
Somebody screamed. Dark slowly opened his eyes and blinked at a dumbly staring human crowd before him, which consisted of pupils and Daisuke's classmate. Dark smirked weakly. He had managed it! He had his own body! The thief winked at Risa and Riku, who blushed instantly. It was rather a reflex than consciousness, but he hadn't got time to think about this. So he pulled out a long black feather out of nowhere, pointing it to the crowd. Then, he whispered in another language1):"Zeit, friere ein...". He watched, satisfied with himself as the humans in front him stood as still as a stone, as if they had been petrified. Dark had spoken a spell to freeze time, but he wasn't sure how long it would remain that way. But this wouldn't bother him now - he had to get out of here and rescue Daisuke!
He turned around and jumped graciously out of the window, throwing the feather behind him. "WIZ!" yelled Dark, but no Wiz came. No wings appeared. He tried it several times more, before, seeing the ground coming closer and closer, he bit his lip and murmured something. He suffocated a scream as gigantic messy black wings grew out of his back, holding him elegantly in the air. The wings Wiz gave him were nothing compared to his own wings, but for the purpose of stealing the living objects, it was more than enough.
He looked up seeing only Daisuke's pale face, his eyes shut tightly, and a sticky black substance around him made by the snake-creature above him. The rest of Daisuke's body was hidden inside the liquid, which pulled him rapidly in, reminding Dark of quicksand.
"Daisuke!" Dark yelled, wide eyed. Like an arrow he shot towards the creature in order to free his counterpart. However, before the thief could reach the redhead a part of the black substance shot out, not disconnecting from the rest, and blocked him. Dark tried to avoid it somehow, but the slimy substance seemed to be everywhere. The thief got annoyed and simply punched as hard as he could into it, which turned out to be a big mistake; his hand had barely touched the liquid but his arm got sucked in instantly. He desperately tried to pull it out again, but he couldn't. He went even deeper.
Again, panic made his way into his mind. Clouded it. His dark violet eyes saw only the red hair of his Tamer remaining above him. Dark took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, then he glared at the slime before him, still trying to pull his arm out. Dark grew more and more tired as he struggled and when he looked up again he could only see a few strands of red hair peeking out of the substance. He tried it one more time to free his arm, which was now entirely submersed in the slimy black goo…but again, he didn't manage.
"Damn it!" Dark muttered under his breath desperately.
"I can't believe it! What the hell is all this?" He thought
of Daisuke and immediately felt fury and fear flicker inside him. He
has never ever felt so helpless before. "Daisuke..."
Suddenly,
a husky and low voice spoke in a dangerous tone to him – the voice
was coming from the front of the thing "The boy is mine. And you
will not interfere."
Dark blinked as the black substance wiggled softly. He gasped. Out
of the slime came a man's face that could have been Dark's reflection
in a mirror, if it wasn't for his glittering amber eyes. The man
slowly slid out and lightly touched Dark's arm with the tips of his
fingers, smirking like mad. As the man touched his skin, Dark felt a
painful burning sensation. "What do you want from me?" the
thief hissed. "What are you after? What or who are you? And why
do you take Daisuke from me?"
The man slowly turned his head
towards Dark. His eyes burned with a dangerous fire within, and the
ugly knowing grin remained on his lips as he spoke. "He is mine.
And so are you."
Dark's eyes widened at this. The man let himself fall on Dark with opened arms – there was a loud splash as the man turned back into the black liquid, spilling all over Dark. Dark couldn't even say "What?" as the black substance covered his face and body, slowly dragging and pulling him to the source of the black thing. Half of his upper part of the face looked out of it as he searched for a life sign of Daisuke….but the boy had vanished from sight. Weakly Dark tried to flap his wings, but they could hardly move because they were glued together. Couldn't he do anything at all? Was this the end? Daisuke... Dark thought, on the verge of tears.
Suddenly, Dark thought he heard something. It was a very high-pitched screech that strongly reminded him of a beast from a Greek myth that Daisuke had read to him once - he thought it was called something like a "harpy". He had only seen such a beast once in his life, in the form of a living statue (so he knows how it sounded like) and that was with a Niwa long time ago. But this one sounded even higher and more...desperate...The sound rang inside the liquid and Dark could feel soft vibrations caused by the voice. But who was the cause of this?
"Nooo!" screamed the voice of the man that was so much like Dark. "You are both mine! Your life is in MY hands...AND I WILL NOT GIVE IT BACK TO YOU!"
Something exploded near Dark and he could feel the substance shaking violently. His eyes widened at the sight before him - like a missile a fiery red something shot out of the black slime. Dark thought he could see an angel of breath-taking beauty; Short crimson hair, which the strong wind blew into every possible direction, and matching big round eyes that gazed at the slime with an empty expression. Wonderful large dark ruby wings flapped gracefully, keeping the figure airborne but losing feathers which glided down to earth like a storm of crimson rose petals. He saw the girl only for one second but his heart was already pounding painfully in his chest from excitement.
Dark felt the substance slide off of him all of a sudden and he found himself able to flap his own wings again. Rising into the air he looked around swifty, but the ruby angel was gone as quickly as the being came. The thief was slightly disappointed, but this feeling was immediately replaced by anxiety. The slime backed away into its source, forming an overgrown orb of purest black colour. Dark quickly took out a black feather again and murmured: "Im Namen aller Engel des Himmels und der Erde, versiegle die dunkle Macht der eingeschlossenen Seele der Dunkelheit, auf das es in Ewigkeit schlafen möge..."2) The feather glowed a dark blue, as did the orb. After a few moments the slimeball disappeared.
Dark exhaled loudly and opened his hand to free the feather. He watched it gliding softly down to the ground, before he gasped. On the ground was Daisuke, lying outstretched with a slightly opened mouth, as if he was desperately screaming without making a sound, his eyelids screwed tightly shut. His red locks were spread out around his head on the ground which was soaked with a brine of blood of the darkest crimson colour that Dark has ever seen. It was spilled all over, around and underneath the boy.
"NO! DAISUKE!" Dark let himself fall down, his wings helping him to speed down to earth in order to move faster. He landed next to the broken body of Daisuke. Dark kneeled down, shaking violently. "Daisuke! Please say something!" His hands moved towards Daisuke's shoulders, but before he could reach them they stopped. He was sure of them simply going through the boy's skin as they have done previously (see chapter two). He had to use all of his strength to fight back the upcoming tears. "You are not dead...You are not dead..." he repeated under his breath sobbing and with blurry eyes. What was that feeling? Grief? Pain? Finally he remembered that he had his 'own' body now and abruptly pulled Daisuke into a tight embrace. It was a distraught gesture for him, but he couldn't help himself. The black wings wrapped around them both protectively. Dark shivered - Daisuke was as cold as ice, but the thief would still hold his arms around the boy tightly in hope of giving warmth to him. In hope of getting him back...
Thick raindrops began to fall heavily down from the sky, giving the area a gloomy expression. The black wings squeezed tighter together in order to build a shelter around Dark and Daisuke and protect them from the water. Dark watched sadly as the crimson liquid was slowly washed away by the rain. Finally Dark couldn't control himself anymore, tears streamed down his cheeks freely. Such an embarrassing state he was in! Now the whole damn world could see him freaking crying! Wasn't he the one who had told Daisuke that man wouldn't ever cry? He wanted to crawl into a hole deep underneath the earth, where nobody could find him and simply die.
But then-
"Dark..." a slightly hoarse voice whispered weakly.
Dark's eyes widened and looked down at a stirring red haired boy.
Hazy half-opened dark ruby eyes looked straight up into dark violet
ones. Daisuke looked defeated, exhausted and ill. But he was alive.
"You-you...are alive?" whispered Dark disbelievingly.
"But how-?"
"Please, Dark...Let's go home..."
interrupted Daisuke pleadingly. Dark looked deeply into those
beautiful eyes losing himself in them. The thief felt himself blush
lightly, as he recognised how near Daisuke's pale face actually was.
He quickly looked away, his heart beating painfully. It was then,
that he noticed an azure haired boy standing in the broken window,
looking down at them with piercing sapphire eyes. Dark opened his
mouth in surprise. It was Satoshi Hiwatari!
Both staring boys narrowed their eyes simultaneously. Hiwatari silently moved his lips, forming words only which were meant for Dark: "Only two days left before your end..." For a brief moment the thief swore that he had seen Krad's shadow behind the boy, but as he blinked it was gone as had Hiwatari himself.
"The time freezing-spell is wearing off..." Dark muttered under his breath. Daisuke didn't bother to send him a questioning look, as he usually would do, but simply closed his eyes. Dark bit his lip. Seeing how tired Daisuke was, he lifted the boy carefully in bridal style, spread out his gigantic wings and flew into the cold rainy air, leaving the creepy place, also known as "school", quickly behind.
Daisuke unconsciously cuddled into Dark's chest, listening to the beat of his counterpart's heart with a weak smile. A petite and pale hand rested on his own hip, whereas the other one leaned against Dark's midriff. If he simply opened his eyes at that moment, he probably would have either laughed at Dark, or been surprised, as the thief's cheeks had turned a deep red.
Dark had looked down at the boy and the sight forced him to smile
warmly. Why was it only now that he recognised those...strange
feelings? He couldn't categorise them, though. It was anything that
Dark has ever felt before.
"Dark?" Daisuke suddenly
asked, his eyes remaining closed and awaking Dark from his
trance.
"Yes?"
"Who is...Black Wings?"
Dark
nearly fell down from the sky as he heard this, but luckily, he took
control over his wings at the right time. The thief looked at the boy
in surprise. "B-Black Wings?"
Daisuke seemed to notice
Dark's unease, because he opened one eye and frowned at the handsome
man. "Dark?" Dark seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.
His mind raced as it never did before.
"DARK!" yelled
Daisuke as his counterpart didn't answer.
Dark flinched. "What?
Oh, yeah. I don't know who you mean..." His voice only screamed
of hidden anxiety. Daisuke opened his other eye as well and glared at
the angel, but Dark only looked forward not wanting to meet the
redhead's eyes. "How are you feeling, Daisuke?" Dark
quickly changed the subject.
Of course Daisuke noticed this, but
due to his politeness he didn't say anything more to this matter and
asked "I'm alright. Why do you ask?" He yawned
slightly.
"…Because you're covered in blood, mate."
said Dark patiently.
"Wha-" Daisuke lifted his head in
order to take a closer look at himself. Dark was right, he was indeed
covered in blood, staining the normally white and red school uniform
crimson. But was the blood his own? Daisuke wasn't sure and the
thought made him shiver slightly. He suddenly felt as though his body
was made of lead…so heavy…and the world seemed to be spinning.
With a deep but resigned sigh he leaned his head back on Dark's
muscular arm and closed his eyes in order to rest.
Dark looked
worriedly down at him, only moving his eyes, not his head. Daisuke
remained silent for several more moments before he whispered "I
don't know..." He took a deep breath and continued, "I
can't remember anything. It is all so confusing...Those nightmares
I'm having...I think that they aren't normal
nightmares...And..and..."
Dark looked confused. Nightmares?
Then he explained calmly "Tell me more, Daisuke. No nightmare is
normal. Every dream we have is not only a picture of ourselves but
also sometimes visions showing us the upcoming future..."
Daisuke
sighed again. This time even deeper and Dark could sense the boy's
unease…but the redhead continued anyway. "Most dreams were
about you and Krad trying to kill me. Or somebody who looked just
like you ki..." The boy broke off and blushed deeply.
Dark wondered on this…He, or somebody who looked like him, tried to kill Daisuke in his dreams? (A/N:the last part was certainly not "killed" but something else. Well, what did Daisuke mean? ;D ) He knew that he would never ever try to kill his counterpart. Dark shivered lightly at the thought. He felt as Daisuke cuddle into him again, this time burying his face into Dark's clothes and clinging automatically to his shirt. They flew in silence, black wings flapped softly, losing feathers – the sound of their breathing and the whisper of Darks wings were drowned out by heavy raindrops resounding on concrete and wood.
The phantom thief thought the whole day through; the mysterious black slime, Daisuke's strange behaviour, the disappearance of the Niwas…and the angel he'd seen for a fleeting moment. He could remember her petite features and the soft looking pale skin, as well as the red locks that framed her face beautifully, making her appearance more wonderful. She hid her strength under an angelic mask. She looked familiar, but Dark was sure that he had never seen this sweet girl before…he didn't know many female angels (in reality he didn't know any at all) so he couldn't discuss this matter effectively. Dark sighed. He wanted to get to know this girl, wanted to see her again and would do anything to get that chance! He looked down at Daisuke, who was sound asleep, chest rising and falling slowly. As he saw the boy lying in his arms, Dark could feel the Daisuke's body temperature returning and he smiled before looking ahead again.
They were home a few moments after and Dark slid inside the house through an open window in Daisuke's room, completely soaked to the bone. He put the boy into bed carefully, before vanishing into the bathroom and grabbing some towels. Dark didn't want Daisuke to get ill, so he shakily undressed Daisuke to his boxers (Dark was as red as a tomato) and dried the boy off. The thief was glad that Daisuke hadn't got any serious injuries and that the blood was mainly on the boy's clothes so he didn't have to bath the boy as well, although he did put plasters on a couple of the wounds before he dressed Daisuke slowly into his pyjamas.
Dark looked at his Tamer and smiled weakly; he always loved to watch Daisuke sleep, it was a wonderful sight. The thief bent over the boy and brushed red strands of hair out of the boy's face, eyeing him closely…the handsome pale skin seemed to reflect the moonlight, giving him a serene but otherworldly glow. Before Dark knew what he was doing, he kissed Daisuke on the forehead before looking confusedly at the redhead…What had he just done? Suddenly, Dark flinched, his purple eyes turned amber and a soft low moan came from his lips. He looked down at Daisuke hungrily – the boy was lying beneath him…tempting him. He closed his eyes and nuzzled his face into the boy's neck, kissing and caressing the skin with his lips. Fortunately, Daisuke didn't wake up but his body strained a bit, trying to get closer as Dark touched him softly. Suddenly, Dark jolted up and backed away from the innocently sleeping red haired boy, his wide eyes were purple again.
Firstly, the thief touched his own lips, disbelievingly, then he asked under his breath "What was I doing? What...was happening...?" He looked around as he didn't get any answer. He listened attentively, but there was only silence in the house; no sounds of a sleeping happy family, no white rabbit rattled in the house looking for sweets. Simply nothing. Nothing but roaring silence.
As he continued to look around, Dark saw a calendar hanging on the back of Daisuke's door. He slowly walked towards it, pausing only to grab a striking bright red pencil from his alter ego's desk. "...Only two days to go..." murmured Dark, lifting his hand which held the pencil and crossing today out with a sigh. He stared back at Daisuke knowing that he should tell his Tamer about the final battle with Krad and Hiwatari…but somehow, as Dark looked at the boy, he didn't want to burden the boy even more with it. Daisuke always looked ill and absent-minded these days, not to mention that he was more reserved, and hardly ever truly laughed. Dark was worried, but he would never admit this to himself.
Dark yawned and decided that it was time for bed. Enough of this freaky day, let it have an end at last! The thief knelt on the floor and leaned on Daisuke's bed, stretching his legs and arms away from him like a cat. He exhaled air softly and, with one last glance at Daisuke, closed his eyes, his wings wrapping around him, making him look like an overgrown black cocoon. He smiled. Everything will be alright. This weird black thing was probably an artwork of some Hikari guys, that were long dead, and the spirit of the black slime's artwork freed itself and probably wanted to terrorise the city or something similar to that. Satisfied with his explanation he added to his thoughts And it is sealed, right? So there is nothing that can bother us anymore... Dark smiled and his head fell slowly to his side, instantly falling asleep.
Oh, how wrong he was. As long as he was remaining in this world, no demon would let both him and Daisuke alone.
Upon the black starless sky a waxing-gibbous moon hung, three quarters full and still swelling. Sadly and mysteriously it was sending its amber light down to earth, waiting and longing for something special. The moon suddenly started to turn crimson red, strongly reminiscent of blood, then it stopped shining and a dark ruby liquid slowly flowed out of the near orb down towards earth like a sticky waterfall. As the substance touched the ground, some of it was sucked hungrily into the earth. However, as more minutes passed the sticky red substance dissolved into pointed red feathers and then into nothing but mist.
Both sentences are German. I thought it would be suitable to do the sentences in German because Dark is doing the spells in German in the anime as well. Anyway, here the translations:
1) This literally means: "Time, freeze."
2) Means:"In the name of every angel in heaven and on earth, seal away the dark power of the imprisoned soul of darkness, so it will sleep for eternity..."
That's it. Here I want to thank my Beta
reader Dru, who corrected the mistakes in this chapter ,producing
this with me ! Ack, thank you soooo much!
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