Daisuke could've died of embarrassment right then. He currently had swollen lips (evidence of heavy lip-locking), ruffled hair (that looked like he just exited from a romp), crinkled clothing (that looked like he was pulling on clothes quickly after a session of 'making love'), and last but certainly not least, eyes filled with desire (that was all for Dark; they were some what angry at Keiji for interrupting).
Can you really blame him though? He was getting some action! Finally! After about a decade and a half years (and nine months in a woman's womb) of celibacy (not really, Daisuke could've been asexual), Daisuke finally could've gotten some.
"Daisuke? Snap out of it. The kid's gone." Daisuke's attention centered back onto Dark's face. Then, Daisuke remembered how far they had gotten and he couldn't help but blush. Daisuke still couldn't believe that he had done that to Dark and let Dark do this to him. No one ever really touched Daisuke, before. Be it meaningless brushes on the streets or casual pats from relatives, Daisuke never really get much attention. This was a brand new change for Daisuke. But Daisuke could tell it was one of those good changes.
Dark laughed at the expression that Daisuke's face held. Daisuke was just so damn innocent and so darn cute! His blush was really adorable, but adding the 'just had a great night of sex' look to him was making it harder for Dark to not throw rules and the fact that three other boys not far away to the wind and jump Daisuke. Heh. Jump Daisuke. Dark's face suddenly turned perverted.
So Daisuke pushed Dark. None too gently either.
There was a slight drool escaping Dark's mouth, but Dark wiped it away when he saw Daisuke's disgusted look. Dark smiled sheepishly back and if this were any more of an anime, he would've scratched the back of his head. He mouthed a 'sorry'. But Daisuke merely ignored him and tried to make himself look presentable once more. It was somehow a hard task, his shirt crinkled, his hair ruffled. Perhaps he should go to the bathroom to use some water to pat the red locks down?
"Must you always molest me each time we're kissing?" Daisuke asked Dark sarcastically as he stuck a finger into his mouth before using the wet finger to pet his hair. It didn't work. He sighed frustrated and turned around to face Dark. Daisuke waited for Dark to answer his rhetoric question. Dark nodded solemnly in a joking manner.
"Yes." His voice was gruffer, trying to intimidate Daisuke. Into what? Laughing? Daisuke merely glare at Dark playfully whereas Dark smirked. If Daisuke were not busy with his appearance, he would've flicked Dark off. It was so appealing as he speaks.
"Smart ass." Daisuke muttered as he once again used spit to try to appease the lock. But it was stubborn as a mule and wouldn't give in. Daisuke gave another sigh and Dark threw his hands up.
"Here, let me try." Dark grabbed Daisuke's shoulders and brought him closer. Way too close. But Dark ignores the obvious problem between his legs as he tried to get Daisuke's hair to stay down. Mysteriously, Dark's own spit works on Daisuke's lock. But Daisuke still can't help but feel disgusted having someone else's saliva in his hair.
And it probably mixed with Daisuke's own saliva that was already in his hair. Ew. Yuck. But what was the difference between that and kissing that was occasionally called spit swapping?
Daisuke was sure his hair was already complying to Dark's request a while ago, but Dark still hadn't let Daisuke go yet. Daisuke hopes that Dark wouldn't try anything. Being caught twice in the same place in an act wasn't really something Daisuke would enjoy, getting molested by Dark or not. It'd become too embarrassing to see his new friends.
"Heh heh." Daisuke laughed nervously to his friends as he entered the room, once again. "I hope you don't mind, but I gotta' go. Dark came to get me and all." Daisuke tried to ignore the suggestive, knowing looks his three new friends shot him. It didn't help when Dark was trying to slip an arm around his waist. Daisuke had slapped him for that.
"Yeah. Sure. Just make sure to do it when you're in a room with no one inside, 'kay?" Sakamoto teased. He obviously heard what Keiji had said when Dark and Daisuke were 'making out'.
Daisuke instantly blushed. He certainly didn't expect that! Now, Daisuke doesn't think he can look into Dark's eyes for a while, because that'll bring back the knowledge that his new friends KNOW! Daisuke doesn't really care that Dark gets perverted sometimes. In fact, Daisuke doesn't regret a single thing Dark and he did together (except fighting. Fighting is bad.).
Daisuke quickly walked away. More like ran. He didn't stomp away, because he wasn't angry. Okay, Dark was getting out of topic. He quickly jogged to keep up with Daisuke (since Dark has longer legs, he has no need for running) who was still a flaming tomato. Dark recognized the path they were taking and he knew Daisuke was planning on going back to Satoshi's house. Hopefully, when they get there, the boy-genius and his boyfriend would already stop making out and fondling each other.
Gah. Mental images. Dark can't say whether it was good or bad. The plus side was that Dark has some ideas on what he could do to Daisuke… but, the bad side was whether or not Daisuke would be willing to go through bondage, food fetishes, and the likes. Drool would've fallen out of Dark's mouth, but he was too busy staring at the piece of ass in front of him to bother to open his mouth. Daisuke's ass was right in front of him. And moving from side to side (from running).
At least there was a nice view while they run/jog home.
-o.o-
"I don't care about your opinion!" Satoshi shouted angrily as he held onto Krad's arm tightly. Hiwatari was glaring at the two of them from where he was standing a few feet away. This was the sight that greeted Dark and Daisuke. Hiwatari snarled a reply, but no one cared to take note of what he said. Dark and Daisuke headed over to the blond and the angry teen.
"What's happening?" Dark asked lightly, aiming the question towards the quiet Krad. Krad was frowning but he answered Dark's question.
"Hiwatari caught us kissing and he exploded. He was screaming about not housing a couple of fags. Then Satoshi just shouted he didn't care about Hiwatari's opinion. And that's where you came in." Krad explained as quietly as possible. Krad's arms were around Satoshi, to make sure Satoshi wouldn't try to assault his adoptive father. It was working, but Satoshi had a strong grip on Krad's arm when Hiwatari kept on shouting something derogatory and homophobic.
"Whether you care or not, I'm not letting a bunch of fags into my house! Just get out!" Hiwatari yelled, pointing a hand towards the direction from where Dark and Daisuke had entered. Nobody had gulped at Hiwatari's threat (?). The four didn't really pay attention to Hiwatari, because whatever threat he issues will be useless when Satoshi comes of age, which is quite soon.
"C'mon guys, let's just go." Daisuke's quiet, calming voice broke through the heavy breathing of Hiwatari and Satoshi. Satoshi closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to get his emotions under control. He reopened his eyes and nodded, pushing against Krad's arms to tell him to let go. Krad lingered a bit longer; making sure Satoshi was calm enough (Krad denies the fact that he likes Satoshi in his arms).
They walked towards the stairs, heading towards the lately popular bedroom of Satoshi. No one heard the threats and blackmail that issued from Hiwatari's mouth, but they knew Hiwatari didn't really have the ammo. He wasn't home enough to figure things out about Satoshi and the other three weren't from this town, therefore Hiwatari can't really find any records of them except for the time of staying at the inn.
"Satoshi, you okay?" Daisuke asked quietly, once they were in the safe vicinity of Satoshi's room. Satoshi nodded and sighed. He put his elbow onto his knees (he was sitting on the bed) and placed his head onto his open palm. It looks like he has a headache. Satoshi sighed again and Krad wonders what he's thinking about that has him so frustrated. Surely it wasn't that bastard of a father.
"I just wish my birthday would hurry up and come so I can boot Hiwatari out of the mansion." Satoshi muttered to himself as he flopped backwards onto the bed. He closed his eyes and tried to relax his tense shoulders. Well, at least he knows the difference between a house and a mansion, Dark thought. Krad scooted closer to Satoshi (he was also on the bed). He pushed Satoshi up slightly to let him lean on Krad instead.
"Do you want a massage?" Krad asked, as quiet as possible, hoping that he wouldn't worsen Satoshi's headache. He contained the giddy feeling he had when Satoshi nodded and he straightened his back. It would be too cliché to crack his knuckles, so Krad avoided doing so. He pushed Satoshi in front of him and began the massage.
"Hey! Hey! Krad! I've known you longer than he has! Why didn't I ever got a massage?" Dark teasingly said. And the tense atmosphere was broken. Satoshi's shoulders became lax and his breathing slowed down. Soon, he was falling asleep as Krad and Dark bantered.
"Because you didn't deserve one!" Krad playfully spoke back. Dark mock frowned.
"What! How did I not deserve one?" Dark growled with a twinkle in his eyes. Krad flipped him off and Daisuke couldn't help but laugh at the antics of the two. In a quieter tone, Dark spoke to Daisuke.
"You want to listen to that friend of yours and find a room?" Dark asked with a suggestive wiggle of the eyebrows. It was a hilarious sight, and with the words, Krad burst out laughing.
"Find a room? What did you guys do? Molest each other? And what's this about a friend?" Krad asked, pretending to wipe a tear off of his cheeks. Daisuke glared at him, and Dark laughed with Krad.
"Yes and yes. Daisuke found a new friend while you guys were making out, Krad." Dark winked at Krad as he paled. So it seems like he wanted to keep quiet about that. But that was rather pointless since Hiwatari was talking about it earlier. But then, Krad remembered that fact and turned towards the reddening Daisuke.
"Molest? Daisuke, did you really molest this idiot over here?" Krad asked as he pointed offhandedly at Dark who growled at being called an idiot. Daisuke stuttered and Krad couldn't make out the reply, but he was pretty sure Daisuke molested Dark, because why else would Daisuke be so embarrassed? Krad laughed at the thought.
"Sh-shut up!" Daisuke squeaked. Dark and Krad laughed.
Five Months LaterDark, Krad, and Daisuke were still leeching off of Satoshi and Hiwatari was still ignoring them, which was quite suspicious. Daisuke and Dark have gotten closer, but they didn't reach the stage of removing the pants yet. Satoshi and Krad's relationship thus far was unknown because Daisuke and Dark never could catch them in the act again.
In about two weeks, it'd be Satoshi's birthday. It's a big celebration and lots of people are coming over lately to talk with Satoshi. But besides the entire well wishing and joyous mood, some things keep on happening to Satoshi. For one, someone tried to push Satoshi down the banister, but he had held onto the rail. When he looked back, no one was there. The next time was during dinner. Satoshi's drink smelled weird and funny. Krad had told him to pour it onto the floor. Satoshi had complied and made a hole onto the floor with the fluid.
There were a lot of other attempts at Satoshi's life and Krad, Dark, and Daisuke had no doubt on who was trying to kill the azure-haired boy. Hiwatari. Satoshi would soon inherit everything from the company to the mansion to the money, leaving Hiwatari with nothing. Obviously, Hiwatari would like to keep all this.
And it's up to the traveling trio to prevent any attempts at Satoshi's life. They must act as bodyguards as well as friends. They must stick to Satoshi for that period of time before Satoshi would be able to kick Hiwatari out. They must…
Okay, let's end the dramatics. It's true they must do all of the things above, but Daisuke and Dark and Krad have to make sure to be with Satoshi through this stressful time. Satoshi keeps on being bombarded with questions from the press about what he plans on changing. Girls were visiting at the oddest places and times, saying that Satoshi would need a lady of the house (discreetly and sometimes visibly). People were coming to ask for jobs at the Hikari Incorporation and each were saying in their own little way that Satoshi and he or she had a special bond of relationship (childhood friends, lovers, ex-lovers). Needless to say, Satoshi desperately needed a break. Even though Hiwatari may be quiet, no one knows what sort of diabolical plot he's concocting.
This is where the loving Krad, the calming Daisuke, and the funny Dark comes in. Krad helps distract Satoshi and ease the stress. Daisuke takes care of the guests whenever things get out of hand and Dark charms the guests. So far, everyone was hanging in there.
Satoshi sighed as another fan girl exited the room squealing. He shook his head lightly, relieved to be away from the obsessive girl. Just when he was about to get up and leave, a group of boys entered the room. All of them were bored and kept looking around, trying to find something to do. The leader of the trio, a short blond sighed when he discovered nothing of interest.
"I'm so bored. When do we get out of here? It's not like we actually like this Hikari." Before Keiji could launch into an angry rant about why Satoshi shouldn't be pampered just because he was an orphan coming of age, Funabashi slapped a hand to Keiji's mouth and pointed to Dark and Daisuke, who were leaning against the wall a bit farther away. When Keiji saw Daisuke, he squealed loudly and ran towards Daisuke. When they were close enough, Keiji jumped on top of the non-suspecting Daisuke's back. Daisuke felt the weight after he nearly fell flat on his face if not for the arm pulling on his own limb.
"Thanks Dark." Daisuke muttered before he attempted to straighten up and drop the one on his back. He didn't know who it was, but he hoped it wasn't a stranger or a fan girl. He didn't expect to see his three new friends that he hadn't seen the last five months (because he was too busy helping maids plan a birthday bash for Satoshi).
"Keiji! Sakamoto! Funabashi!" Daisuke blurted out, surprised. "What are you guys doing here?" Daisuke asked, waving a jerky hand around the room. He didn't look at anyone else as he focused on the three smirking boys in front of him.
"Why, we're only here because our parents made us to congratulate the birthday boy. By the way, where is he?" Keiji asked, smiling at the look of shock on Daisuke's face.
"I'm here." Satoshi said rudely. He didn't like being ignored. But he was somewhat okay with it since the reason was because of Daisuke. At least these three in front of him weren't falling over and trying to grovel at Satoshi's feet like drooling girls of the town.
"Eh? So you're the infamous Satoshi who has all the hearts of the ladies in this town? You're not much of a looker." Sakamoto commented casually as he looked Satoshi over. He denies that he was checking the boy-genius out. Satoshi glares at the impolite teen in front of him, trying to act like his comment didn't faze him at all.
"Get out. Just tell your parents that you came. Whatever else, I'll deal with. Leave." Satoshi said coldly. He didn't like the face that someone implied he was ugly. He had enough of that from Hiwatari. Any other doubts would make Satoshi unsure of whether or not he deserves Krad. Krad was nice, charming, and hot. Surely he could get somebody better than a nerdy, pampered rich boy like Satoshi. And no, Satoshi wasn't being insecure. He was stating the obvious.
"Chill. We're not going to bother you. Just let us hang a bit with Daisuke." Sakamoto said, holding up his hands defensively. He frowned when Satoshi continued to glare at him. Keiji won't accept this.
"I don't understand why we have to ask him permission to talk with our friend." Keiji stated coldly, returning Satoshi's glare with an icy one. Satoshi didn't react. He merely stand tall and proud, glaring straight back at the blond. This one is annoying and if he didn't leave soon, Satoshi thinks he'll explode from the stress and frustration at meeting all these people that mean almost nothing to him. It may sound cruel, yes, but Satoshi means it. No one has ever made any attempts to befriend him (well, okay, some did, but when Satoshi rejected their friendship, they just simply left it at that).
"Well, Daisuke is also my friend and since he's staying here, whomever he sees must come pass me first." Satoshi spoke with a hard edge in his tone, unaware that he sounded like a possessive boyfriend. Dark would've glared at him, but he understood Satoshi. But that didn't help relieve his anger and slight jealousy that Daisuke let Satoshi go saying that.
"Satoshi, stop. Their my friends, therefore I have a right to see them." Or maybe not, Dark thought, smirking. He smiled at Daisuke who didn't notice. Satoshi frowned and almost adopted a kicked puppy's expression. If Krad were here right now (he was currently using the restroom), Krad would back him up. But Krad wasn't here so Satoshi had to deal with it.
"Fine." Daisuke was about to smile towards Satoshi gratefully but Satoshi cut him off. "You can hang out with them OUTSIDE OF MY MANSION if you want to. Otherwise you can't stay with them." With that said, he stomped out of the room, acting like a spoiled child. Daisuke stood, shocked, slack jawed, stunned. Whatever you like to call it. The basic fact was that Daisuke was surprised at Satoshi's action.
"Forgive him." Surprisingly, it wasn't Dark or Daisuke apologizing to the trio of friends. It was Funabashi who was speaking. "From the way he acts, I'm pretty sure he was alone in his childhood. He probably had only himself to care for. So maybe he doesn't know how to show you that he's worried we'll influence you or take you away from him. He just knows how to throw his feelings at you. He doesn't understand that you can't always know how to respond. This lack of communication between him and other people caused him to become some what of a selfish person."
This long explanation from someone unexpected was more than startling. It was hard to think that someone as… a stranger like Funabashi to understand the psychology of someone as complicated as Satoshi. Even Sakamoto and Keiji seemed shocked. But it was more of Funabashi talking so long, explaining something, instead of him understanding Satoshi.
"Then what should I do?" Daisuke asked after a moment of silence. He turned to face Funabashi with a questioning look on his face, hiding the slight pain inside. Daisuke didn't grow up with friends either. But someone could already see and understand Satoshi. And it seems no one can see Daisuke's own pain and understand him. But at least, now Daisuke is changing because of Dark. That help eased the pain. At least Daisuke had Dark. Satoshi has Krad. Everything is fair.
"That… I am not sure." Funabashi said sheepishly. Daisuke and the rest (except Funabashi) sweat dropped. The serious mood disappeared and a sort of serene comfort entered everyone's hearts, despite Satoshi's attitude.
"To-to?" Daisuke suddenly said to the air. A second later, To-to ran in, keeping the straight poise of a maid. She bowed to Daisuke and the rest of the boys who raised their eyebrows (except Dark).
"Yes? Daisuke-sama." To-to said, waiting for an order. "What can I do for you?"
"Can you turn into your bird form? And see how Satoshi is? He was quite upset when he left. I'm… worried about him." Daisuke spoke, hesitantly (Krad told him about To-to). He was concerned about Satoshi, no doubt. And if Funabashi's assumptions were correct, Satoshi must think that Daisuke betrayed him. And if that's true, Satoshi might do something drastic because Daisuke knows about his largest secret.
"As you wish, Daisuke-sama." To-to couldn't help saying that. Despite the worried tone that Daisuke has, To-to always wanted to say that. Hiwatari doesn't accept any such nonsense and Satoshi didn't like annoying things. With that said, To-to quickly turned into her animagus form and flew out one of the many open windows in the dining hall.
Keiji, Sakamoto, and Funabashi were taken aback. They thought magic was unreal and for babies, so they didn't understand when Daisuke told To-to to transform. They thought it was a joke. But when To-to changed, they were what people like to call shell-shocked.
"Er… Are you three okay?" Dark asked. He didn't really expect To-to to change, but he knew she could do it. After all, Krad told Dark and Daisuke about To-to's transforming and that other time when Krad saw Satoshi. Krad inputted a lot of unneeded comments as well at the time. Like 'Satoshi is so cute', 'I like his hair', 'His eyes are so deep and sad', and etc. Krad had droned on and on about his little crush and Dark had tuned Krad out, except for some important facts.
"Uh… No. Just give us a minute to boil this new fact that magic exists." Sakamoto said, his eyes wide. Keiji and Funabashi were in the same state, and made no move to change the expression. Dark wanted to laugh at the looks on their faces, but he kept it in. Since it was rude and because these three were Daisuke's friends. They were simply his acquaintances (or at least Keiji is).
"Okay then." Dark said, as he walked over to Daisuke. Without caring about the others, Dark wrapped his arms around Daisuke's waist from behind, inciting a squeak from the redhead. If it weren't for the arms, Daisuke would've spun around and accidentally hit his forehead to Dark's chin. Luckily, both didn't get hurt.
"Daisuke." Dark breathed into Daisuke's ear. Daisuke shivered. Even though Dark's tone was a little bit like a spoiled brat whining, the voice was deep and husky. It was all so alluring.
No! Daisuke can't let Dark win. The other three were in the room! And Daisuke hadn't seen them in so long. Daisuke can't just let Dark go… molest… him. Ooh, that feels good.
Daisuke lets out a low moan as Dark dragged a tongue around his earlobe and down Daisuke's neck slowly. Since Keiji, Sakamoto, and Funabashi were still thinking about magic (and wondering what else was real), they didn't notice what Dark was doing to Daisuke. Daisuke awkwardly placed his arms straight down his side, trapping his shirt tight onto him, leaving no extra room for anything under. And that meant Dark couldn't slip his hand underneath Daisuke's shirt. Dark would've pouted, but he was too busy trying to distract Daisuke to bother.
-o.o-
Satoshi sniffed, trying to hold the stinging in his eyes in. He didn't want to cry. He knew that Daisuke couldn't spend all his time with Satoshi, but Satoshi couldn't help but feel betrayed. Daisuke was with him for the last five months and Satoshi was ashamed that he still doesn't want Daisuke to see Keiji, Sakamoto, and Funabashi. Jealousy is such a beast.
'At least it wasn't Krad. If it was, I don't know what I'd do.' Satoshi thought, walking a bit faster. He had to watch his steps and be careful; if he doesn't, he'll simple stomp towards his room. That'll attract attention.
'Speaking of Krad, he's in the restroom, isn't he? That means he'll go back to the dining hall, where he'll meet those three. If they become friends, Krad will be taken from me as well!' Satoshi then scoffed to himself; he knew he shouldn't think like that. Krad will be his boyfriend either way. And Krad told Satoshi that originally Dark, Krad, and Daisuke were actually on a journey. But because of Hiwatari's twisted actions, the trio stayed to help Satoshi get his inheritance before they continue. If they already stayed for five months and a week, they wouldn't mind staying longer with Satoshi. At least, now Satoshi knows that Daisuke and Dark and Krad won't leave Satoshi without telling him first.
The whirlwind of thoughts continued filtering through Satoshi's thoughts as he turned around to go back to the dining hall. He wanted to greet Krad before Keiji and Sakamoto and Funabashi gets his attention. They don't have to have Krad if they already have Dark and Daisuke. Out of the corner of his eye, Satoshi saw a bird fluttering through the windows. It was To-to.
Opening the doors to the dining hall gently (so he won't attract attention), Satoshi peeked in. He'll deny it if you ask, but right now; he didn't bother fixing his expression. His eyes widened and he stared at Daisuke. Daisuke in Dark's arms. Dark creating a hickey on Daisuke.
Satoshi quickly tore his eyes away from the sight, trying to stop the fragments of thoughts in his head. His eyes landed on Keiji and the other two and he saw that they were daydreaming, probably wondering what they could do if they had magic. Satoshi turned around and slammed the door, ignoring the fact that the noise would snap the boys out of their daydreams and the couple from their… molestation?
Satoshi breathed in deeply. He couldn't say if he's more scarred this time or the other time when he was simply a child. Satoshi thinks this time is worse. When he was still a kid, he was only fascinated and wondering about it. The memories fade. But this time, Satoshi is already a teenager himself. Plus, his nii-chan-turned-otouto-chan is being submissive. Satoshi didn't know whether to let the little kid side of him take over or the older brother protective streak to just push Dark away.
Satoshi walked quickly towards the nearest restroom. Satoshi wants to meet up with Krad before Krad goes in to see Dark and Daisuke. Why? Satoshi knew that Krad would want to compete with Dark and try to have 'fun' with Satoshi. So why doesn't Satoshi just let Krad see?
Because Satoshi is still hung up on the fact that Daisuke is also Keiji and Sakamoto and Funabashi's friend.
"Satoshi? What are you doing here? Do you need to use the restroom?" Krad asked. He was standing right in front of Satoshi and waving a hand in front of Satoshi's light, blue eyes. Satoshi, seeing Krad there, jumped onto Krad and clung to him. Krad was surprised at the sudden out of character move, but Krad couldn't say that he didn't like it. Seeing Satoshi make the first move is something very, very rare. In fact, it could be said that it only had a zero point zero zero zero zero one percent chance happening.
Krad nearly giggled at the thought of what else Satoshi could do. Krad nuzzled Satoshi's neck, which was right in front of him. Krad felt Satoshi's uneven breaths against Krad's neck and furrowed his eyebrows. Pulling away from Satoshi, Krad cast concerned eyes onto Satoshi's. Satoshi's eyes were a torrent of something. The person who said eyes are the doors to the soul was correct. Satoshi must be confused right now.
"Satoshi?" Krad said softly, gently. "What's wrong, love?" He raised a hand towards Satoshi's cheek and slowly rubbed soothing circles. Satoshi closed his eyes and breathed in Krad's calming scent. After, Satoshi opened his eyes and they pleaded with Krad.
"Nothing…" A pause. "Just… stay with me, okay?"
A nod.
A smiling sun shone on the brilliant blue sky.
A/N: I'm making Dark and Daisuke have a lot of action and yet Satoshi and Krad have just a few make-out sessions. I'm so mean. I was busy with watching skits on YouTube, so I apologize if this chapter is boring. I couldn't put in the line in between different scenes, so I had to do the o.o face. If you're annoyed, blame