Disclaimers: Would I bother to put this up if I did own it?
Warnings: Complete and utter pointlessness. It's all good, though.
Other: They meet. How much more can be said?
000
"When they meet again, something more terrifying and evil will awaken. Something long since sealed away will break free: leaving death and destruction in its wake. Will they be able to handle it again? Or is this the end of the road?"
Phase Three: Meet Around the Gravestones
"Finally made it!" Krad burst out unexpectedly, scaring the hell out of some poor little chickens that had been walking around for some reason across the dusty footpath. As it was still quite early in the day, no one else – save from farmers – were awake, but all they did was give the blonde an odd look before turning away like she didn't exist.
She couldn't care less about their actions at the moment; she was just so happy that she had somehow managed to find her way into the right town without dying from boredom or something equally evil.
Trudging through the pitiful construction that made the gates that surrounded the town, she looked about the place, now wondering what she was supposed to do now. She was early, that was certain, and a single day's trek had led to amazing results; that was, one night of walking had taken her to where she was supposed to be. Or something.
Mind wandering back, she could have merely used her wings, but they bugged her. Not just because they were huge things for a start, but… uh… yeah. They were just incredibly annoying and the other reason wasn't all that important to her. And they were usually just used for emergency situations, which there weren't many of. So that was all said and done and… yeah.
Okay, that had made no sense whatsoever.
Scanning the scenery before her, and completely ignoring the sun that was now slowly rising and tinting the sky with various pretty colours, Krad walked around, down the road, as if waiting for something of interest to happen.
As it was, nothing did happen, she was back into the bored and moody mode, as she approached the cemetery which merely had a couple of gravestones; many of which had been vandalized by rowdy children; or crazy, drunken adults, it was kind of hard to tell.
Finding the one marked 'Niwa', the blonde located the very same tree in which the four had parted ways and went over to it. It definitely looked the same, as far as she could tell; but if that was a good thing or a bad thing, she just didn't care. It was a tree, and that was final. Oh yeah, her mind was working full-gear already, it was obvious to see.
She sat down and stared blankly at nothing in particular. Like, literally, because there really wasn't anything to se at the moment. Closing her eyes, she just sat there for a moment until the sound of approaching footsteps rammed into her hearing of serene nothingness. The first thing that popped into her head was to slice and dice the disturber; but as she opened her eyes and located the person, she smiled and jumped up.
"So… you made it." she said, just loud enough for the other person to hear.
"Guess I did," Daisuke admitted, smiling slightly, "Although it's going to end up raining soon… I think…" he glanced up at the sky again, and muttered something under his breath as his pet/companion agreed readily.
"Kyu!"
The blonde shook her head, "So he's still around as well, then?"
"Yup!"
There was a moment of awkward silence as they stood around, waiting for something to happen… again. Or for at least one of them to break the silence with some semblance of conversation; which was not forthcoming. But as Krad looked around, something interesting caught her eyes and, grinning evilly – which scared the redhead before her – she pulled Daisuke into a hug.
"Krad-san?" he spluttered, not embarrassed to say the least, but incredibly confused. "What's up?"
She winked, "Wait and listen."
Doing as he was told, it wasn't long before an annoyed shout could be heard. That, or just incoherent spluttering. As in, really, really incoherent, so one could not tell whether it was cursing or talking or, just that, spluttering.
"…? Is that Dark?" the redhead inclined his head, still lost, as he identified the voice almost at once.
"Yeah," she waved a hand, "Well look who ended up coming around in the end?" she called, just loud enough for the spluttering figure to hear, "What took you so long?"
She let go of the still-confused younger boy, who turned in time to see a shocked-looking Dark with his mouth hanging open and just staring like the world had gone insane. Okay, sure, Krad wasn't all that much of a hugging person in the first place, but even then the reaction she'd received on that was still highly comical on it's part. Unless Dark suffered a heart attack and died, but hey, who knew?
Daisuke was about to say something, but said sight of a familiar hooded and cloaked figure right behind the purple-haired now adolescent.
"Hiwatari-kun!"
He noticed a vague movement that might have indicated acknowledgement, but the vampire reached Dark first and must have said something, because the adolescent screamed something not fit for ears and Krad's temple twitched just that slightly.
"He really has to learn to curb that tongue or I'm slicing it off one day," she grumbled to herself. Daisuke didn't hear this, however, as he was already making a beeline for the other two at the entrance of the cemetary. The blonde just stood there, arms crossed and smirking, noticing that her childhood friend was still in a state of shock. Well, she hadn't expected this much of a shock… but it was still fairly amusing in the end.
And the scene became all that more amusing due to the fact that Dark seemed to have recovered enough to stick a leg out and trip the redhead as he was running. In effect, Daisuke tripped and cannoned right into the vampire and they collapsed in a heap.
Rearranging her sword, Krad strode over and hit Dark over the head, "Don't be so mean to him, you moron."
"Hey, you were the one… being so… ugh…" the purple-haired adolescent grumbled under his breath and covered his face, "You were really acting like a girl then… it was scary…"
"A girl? Me?" she blinked and then smiled ironically, "Dark, I am a girl."
"Yeah, and it's freaky to see you acting like that!"
Hitting him over the head again, Krad looked over at the younger two, "You guys alright?"
Satoshi mumbled something and hitched the hood over his face again, "Whatever."
"Wah! I'm really sorry!" squeaked Daisuke, sitting up.
"It's okay," their eyes met for a moment before the redhead got up while pulling the vampire up as well. Dark was sniggering on the side, pausing every single time Krad hit him over the head, and Daisuke glanced over in their direction.
"Dark…"
"Yeah?" suddenly the older of the two was shifting nervously away, acutely aware of the little thing called a dagger that was hanging from the redhead's belt. Very, very dangerous vibes and all.
Of course, he had nothing to worry about as the boy merely smiled widely – and scarily cheerful, nevertheless – and chirped, "Hi Dark, how's it been?"
"Great… I suppose," he was still shifting slowly away, nevertheless; it was safer that way, "Running around, causing chaos, what more could one ask for, really? You?"
He shrugged, "School, mostly. And Saehara never did fully recover from Daichi's last failed summoning."
"Your twin, isn't she?" Krad blinked, "Surprising that she can't do a successful summoning."
"Maybe it has something to do with her not practicing," Daisuke didn't seem all that concerned and waved a hand to Satoshi, "Well, you two probably want to catch up, so why don't I show you around, Hiwatari-kun?"
Not waiting for anyone to reply or agree, the redhead grabbed the vampire by the wrist and dragged him off. Inclining her head curiously, the blonde could only stand there.
"Wow… he hasn't changed all that much, has he?" she wondered out loud.
"And neither have you," grumbled Dark, rubbing the back of his head, "Geez, you hit HARD, you know."
"Oh, shut up. You're head is as thick as a rock, so I can't understand why you'd want to complain so much."
"But it hurts!"
"Whatever, I don't care, do I? Now move your ass or I'm leaving you behind."
Suddenly grinning, the purple-haired-now-adolescent-despite-not-acting-like-it bounced right back and seemed to recover as he followed his childhood friend out of the cemetery and to who knew where. As it was STILL quite early in the morning, there still weren't many people AROUND, and so they were pretty much free to do whatever they honestly wanted or cared about. Not that anyone seriously cared, but that was besides the point. The fact remained that they were walking around and weren't saying anything; hello to awkward silences.
Waiting for Krad to say something was getting on his nerves, so Dark was just about to clear his throat to say something – hell, anything would do – when Krad suddenly started.
"… Huh?"
"Hey, it's those chickens again!"
"… HUH!" he was lost. Like, completely and utterly lost. Words could not comprehend his sense of lost-something-or-other. He was just lost. And yes, that word has been used too much in a couple of sentences.
Turning away from the chickens, the blonde seemed to remember that he was still around, "Oh, you wouldn't know, would you?"
000
Finding the somewhat-concealed lake that was not all that far away from the village-town itself, Daisuke looked into the murky depths of the… place. Landmark. Whatever, who cared?
On the whole, all he wanted to do was ask the vampire behind him as many questions as possible, but at the same time… well, he wasn't saying anything, so that must have meant something. Other than being in denial to his own feelings, whatever they were, he was at a complete loss; no kidding, really now.
He was more bound to place that feeling as to being amazed at the fact that he was face-to-face with a vampire, or it could have something to do with irking the hell out of Daichi, who had this thing with dating someone and making a complete moron out of herself; not him, but her. That was, as siblings they got along fine, and it was sort of hard to compete with one another, but it didn't help when she was continuously harping on about him finally 'settling down' with someone. For some reason, that just sounded so wrong…
"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" murmured Satoshi, finally breaking the silence that had settled over them some time ago. The redhead started and forgot what he was thinking about. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that the vampire was actually starting an actual conversation. That in itself was sort of scary.
Tilting his head a bit and now focusing on his own reflection, Daisuke nodded, thinking; "It has been, hasn't it? I never knew how boring life was before all that," he laughed slightly, "And to think that all that really happened in a little over a week. It's strange, isn't it?"
"Yeah…"
More silence.
And then more.
And even more.
Hell, they didn't seem to want to say much this morning, did they?
Nope, not at all.
"Hey, Hiwatari-kun," Daisuke suddenly perked up, remembering, "because you're a vampire, does that mean that if you're exposed to the sun in anyway you'll die or something?"
Turning his head slowly to stare at the mortal, the first thing that ran through Satoshi's mind was that this kid was really odd. Okay, he had had that passing thought go through his mind many, many times before in that short week of them having to travel together and all, but still… he couldn't help it. It was now part of his daily thinking routine… if one could call it that. Meeting the redhead's eyes, he detected that burning curiosity that humans always seemed to have that made him want to rip his hair out in frustration. That might have been an exaggeration, but he could never work out as to why this was so; mortals were so… so… simple, and nothing ever made sense to them.
And yet he found himself really not caring that Daisuke was the one asking. Sure, he was a mortal and all, but what was he supposed to do about it in the end? Actually, don't answer that question.
"Hiwatari-kun?"
Snapped out of his… thoughts? Musings? Random whatevers? Satoshi returned to the reality that involved a muddied lake, a human and his daemon bunny thing. "No, we just don't like sunlight all that much," he shrugged, "Not being considered a full-vampire myself, I could walk around in the sun if I wanted to… but I'd rather not."
"Eh? But both your parents were--"
"Perhaps, but I was different from them. I didn't have the raging blood-lust that the rest of them had, and was considered an outcast."
"Oh… so then… why all the black? Is it tradition?"
"Camouflage mostly. And the fact that my entire family seemed to be obsessed with the tone," he hid a grimace, "Such a bland colour."
Daisuke perked up instantly at this, "Then why don't we go and get you something else?"
"What?" Okay, this was not what he had thought was going to happen. But the mortal was all for it and began to drag him off back into the actual town-village-whatever-the-hell-it-was.
"Come on! It'll be fine! As long as you don't try to hurt them, no one cares! Besides, you don't exactly look like a vampire. I mean… how can you classify one?" Daisuke stopped at this for a moment, thought, but then shrugged it off, "Come on! We don't have all day!"
"Niwa…"
"Hm?"
"It's nothing."
Shoot that all down; this boy was annoying, yet at the same time it was incredibly amusing/adorable to watch it happening. Although… Satoshi hit the back of his head, although not hard enough for anyone to really notice. "Will the stores even be open at all?"
"Sure! The stores are open twenty-four hours a day!"
Oh well, it looked like he would have to suffer the company of more mortals now. Geez… why was the world so evil and annoying… poking him constantly in the arm all the time…
000
Because there was absolutely no place else to go without Krad saying something about chickens for some unknown reason, the two found themselves right back at the gravestones area. As it was, at least it was quiet and gave a pretty good view of the rest of the area. Not to mention it wasn't hard to pinpoint the redheaded figure and his cloaked companion.
"I never did understand as to why that vampire hangs around, even now," muttered Dark, arms crossed and squinting. "I mean, why does he care so much all of a sudden?"
"Who said he cares?" Krad shot back, admiring her fingernails with a bored air that screamed otherwise. "He just agreed with us. Although I do feel like I have the right to say that he's taken a liking to Daisuke."
"What? Him? Liking… him! What the? That doesn't make sense!"
"Course it doesn't to a moron like you. Now shut up and let me think."
"But I don't want to shut up."
"Of course you don't, idiot. Otherwise I wouldn't be telling you otherwise."
"…" Pouting and sulking, Dark just shot her a glare and went back to staring at the two figures, marking their progress, "But they're completely different. I mean, aside from the same gender thing, how is it possible for vampires and humans at all… that just sounds wrong."
"Perhaps, but it's not like it's us."
"What'd you say?"
Shoot, she hadn't meant to say that, "If they get together, who gives a damn? I mean, as long as they're happy, I couldn't give unless… whatever."
"You mean it would be like crossbreeding?"
Krad grimaced, "That's just disgusting. Don't start. Besides, they're both boys."
"Oh yeah."
"Don't tell me you forgot."
"Perhaps I did."
Curling her hand into a fist, she swung it at the back of his head, but this time he managed to dodge and, grinning, he stuck his tongue out at her. With a growl, she lunged in his direction.
Of course, despite being the better fighter of the two, it was obvious that Dark soon had the upper hand… until she kicked him and got up, frowning. "You're so immature."
"Hmph, like you're one to talk," wincing, he managed to sit upright. "So, meet anyone interesting on your travels?"
Well, it looked like they were finally deciding to get somewhere with this pointless conversation, "Depends on what you mean. Sorcerers, mercenaries, there are a good number of them around. How about you?"
"Nah, aside from my 'mentor', everyone was just boring. And some of those girls," he shuddered, "are stalkers."
"Nice to hear that," smiling humorlessly, he she bent over and towered over him, "So what's your point?"
Tugging her long ponytail, Dark smirked, "Depends on what you want to hear, really?"
"Then let's go and decapitate you."
"Hey, I'm serious!"
"So am I."
"God, you're making this harder than it has to be."
"Hm?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Fine."
Ooh yeah, he was pretty helpful when it came to this, wasn't he? "Fine what? Spit it out, moron."
"Let's just pretend this never happened and… uh… whatever."
This was really getting them far, "If you're not gonna say it, I might as well leave you to stare at the sky. How about it?"
"How about what?"
He was an idiot.
"You are so stupid sometimes. I'm going home."
"But we can't. I mean, the Gate's still broken, right?"
Yep, really moronic.
"Then move your ass and let's get the other two."
"Fine then, miss."
"Good to hear that, asshole."
And with that came the silent agreement to be a couple. Yeah, there was a meaning behind the entire conversation after all. Krad was smiling just slightly as Dark followed behind her, muttering under his breath. Perhaps it wasn't going to be that bad after all…
000
Yeah… I mean, I wanted them to say it out loud, but I think this works better. That and the fact that I'm no good at sappy confrontation whatever scenes, so lets leave it at that.
But who will say it out loud first? Krad and Dark, or Daisuke and Satoshi? It's up to you.
And do you want to hear more about Daichi and that girl that Satoshi abandoned? Depends on what you want.
Replies:
Koway Oceshia: Yep, they were just so close, yet so far. But this time, you can't miss them XD Dark just doesn't like to pay attention to stuff, that's all.
neko-nya: Breathing is essential… right? Or maybe it only matters when you notice it. Ah well, if we lived under the sea, it wouldn't matter at all. Then we'd need gills. So… good old sugarhighness XD That's what we all need at the moment. ;D
Blue-Angels-Wings: You did? o.O Thanks so much XD Hopefully I can make the sequel work.
Makurayami Ookami: Now they're all together. What's gonna happen next? … I don't know.
And Krad will never speak of chickens again… in case you were wondering.