"Good morning!" Daisuke cheered, happily hovering over Satoshi. "I can't believe my mom let you stay here! Since you're injured she says you can't harm Dark or me! Though I still get the feeling she doesn't like you very much…"
"That won't be necessary, I'm leaving now…" Satoshi said as he sat up.
"B-But you're injured…"
"Shut up!" Satoshi snapped. Daisuke stared at him wide-eyed. Satoshi cursed in his mind about how cute Daisuke was.
"You don't know a thing about me and you have the nerve to call me a friend! We're enemies! We can never-"
Satoshi was suddenly cut off. He couldn't move. When he looked up he saw Daisuke sitting on his stomach. Daisuke moved forward, clenching the bed sheets angrily in his palms. "What wrong with you Hiwatari-kun!" He snapped in return. "This nonsense…you KNOW it's not true."
"You know very well the truth! You've deceived me…my curse lives on. Everything that becomes close to me, will just as quickly be taken away! I always lose everything dear to me, and the only thing that I cared about…was you…" He looked away for a second, his eyes glazed, but then turned back and the same icy glare returned to his eyes. "Now get off of me!" Satoshi hissed as he swiped Daisuke far to the lower side of the bed. Satoshi began to climb down once again, and walked out in a quicker manner than his normal composure.
"No! H-Hiwatari-kun! Come back! What's wrong all of a sudden!" Daisuke shouted and began to pursue Satoshi.
Satoshi then stopped in his tracks; his back turned away from Daisuke. "Leave…me…BE!" He yelled. "B-But Hiwatari-kun…I…" Daisuke put a comforting hand of Satoshi's shoulder, tilting his head to see if Satoshi was going to be all right. Before Daisuke could say anything, Satoshi turned around. Daisuke then realized, it wasn't Satoshi standing in front of him…it was Krad.
"You again!" He gasped in fear.
Krad laughed manically. "Yes…me again." His voice slurred. He began to walk towards Daisuke, causing the fearful teen to step backwards every time Krad inched closer. "As for you…stay away from my Satoshi-sama. You've broken his heart! I knew this would happen…I should have…killed you much earlier." He smirked as he thought of death.
Daisuke continued to back up, until a wall blocked his movements. "Ouch…" He winced. "This is bad…Krad's in my house, and my parents are out for the moment.
"Daisuke thought. "Dark! Help me! …Dark this isn't funny!" He then heard snoring in the back of his mind. "Dammit! Wake up Dark! DARK!" Daisuke tried to find Dark in his mind while he looked around nervously.
Krad lifted one hand and took Daisuke by the neck, clenching tightly with his nails piercing the skin, Daisuke coughed and gasped for air as he felt his life being slowly sucked out of him.
"You're just a mere mortal…I can take away this pathetic little life of yours in an instant…but your death…must be as slow and painful as possible!" Krad grinned aggressively, tightening his grip as the blood seeped out of Daisuke's young neck.
Daisuke winced. "Hi…wa…ta…ri…k…un" He whispered hoarsely.
"Calling for your friend won't help you! I'm completely in control, and I'm having quite a good time whittling away at the life you have. Soon Satoshi-sama will be mine, and mine ONLY! When you die…he'll be happy and all his pain will go away…do you know why you little brat!"
"No…no…He-he cares…h-he c-cares…about…me…" Daisuke struggled.
"You're the reason I exist, you're the reason why he's always miserable! Daisuke Niwa, you tore his emotions apart…you've betrayed him!" Krad hissed with hatred.
Daisuke coughed up blood; his eyes wide with shock. "W-what…?"
"That girl…Satoshi-Sama knows about her…he thought that maybe he had a chance…of course I was jealous but…you…you…YOU PLAYED HIM!" Krad then threw Daisuke across the room with blazing speed. Daisuke crashed into the fireplace, the force making some artifacts fall down…but that was the least of his worries right now. As he landed onto the ground, he was clearly crying…not of pain, but of realization.
"Poor ignorant boy…if you were only aware of his feelings, I would not have had to kill you today…" Krad sent a bolt of golden energy towards Daisuke's way. Daisuke yelped as it hit him, his tears now streaming.
"I…told him…that I… didn't… care if I…died because of him…but…now I realize…I've been an idiot…Hiwatari-kun…I-I'm sorry…the truth is…I…I lo-" Suddenly he feel forward unconscious, unable to get his last words out.
"It's too late. He cannot hear you. You're words were in vain…and you will die now…"
"NO! Don't kill him you heartless bastard!"
"I will." He smirked. "And I won't hesitate. The pain of you duo is beautiful." Krad took a sword that fell from the wall. "You know what I'll do next…" He held the sword high up over Daisuke.
"NOOOO KRAAAD!" Satoshi screamed at the top of his lungs.
Krad smirked, ignoring Satoshi's call. He pushed the sword straight down at high speed, piercing Daisuke's back that was now spurring blood. Then suddenly the sword froze, dropping out of Krad's hands. Sounding like a tin can as it dropped to the ground.
"I…I can't move!"
"I won't let you hurt him!"
Soon Krad and Satoshi fought for control of their body, both giving it their all. For a split second, both Krad and Satoshi were half and half, sharing the same body. Then with a scream with tears and fury, Satoshi had won. He looked down at his half-dead friend; his eyes were empty with despair.
"You may have broken my heart…but I still care about you…Daisuke…but…is there anyone that you actually…love?"
Satoshi carefully picked up Daisuke. He put the wounded boy back onto his bed, and bandaged his wounds just like Daisuke had done for him previously. In the end, Daisuke got more injured than Satoshi was, and it was all because of Krad. When Satoshi was finished, he placed a gentle kiss on the other's forehead.
"I hope you wake up…if you died…I'd…I'd…"
With looked over at the act of kindness from Satoshi and jumped on top of the bed. H climbed on top of Satoshi's non-injured shoulder and smiled in a cute and welcoming gesture. For the first time, Satoshi felt accepted because he had done the right thing. One question kept pestering him, would Daisuke be all right? And if he were, would he be fearful of Satoshi after barely escaping death by Krad?
...
A door opened widely. "Dai-Chan! Your parents are home!" Emiko cheered.
Daisuke's parents then noticed the fallen paintings and artifacts, and a sword with a bloody tip. They gave each other suspicious worried looks, and Emiko hurried up to Daisuke's room.
When they entered they say Satoshi leaning next to an injured Daisuke. He looked at them like a deer in headlights. His eyes widened with nervousness. "You there! What have you done you…you monster!" She shouted.
Satoshi looked away. His voice was shaky, and more quiet than usual. "I'm sorry…I told him beforehand that I could have killed him…you had all the rights to dislike me. H-he's not dead though…his breathing is more regulated now…"
At that moment, Kosuke came into the room. "Dai-chan…"
"I know it's all my fault…things got out of hand again…of you just trust me here I-"
"I knew this would happen! Get out!" Emiko interrupted.
Satoshi held his head down with guilt as he began to walk out, dragging his feet across the carpet. He looked weak, he felt weak, he knew now that he was completely alone.
"Wait…" Kosuke said. Satoshi stopped and turned around, a puzzled look on his face.
"Kosuke…" Emiko complained.
"Look at Daisuke. He's bandaged. That other boy must have done that. He was by his side the whole time. His friend obviously cares a lot about the well being of our son. If he was as bad as you thought he was, I don't think he would be kind to him."
Satoshi looked shocked. Kosuke always defended him, even when the odds were against him. He looked at the two parents with a blank stare, thinking about how he didn't really have anyone to call a parent anymore…
"Let him stay. He's injured as well…"
"I would be…very grateful."
Emiko sighed. "You do live alone don't you? You seem very sweet…so I'll give you another chance. You should wash up. It'll make you feel better.
"Thank you…" Satoshi bowed gently and began to walk off.
