Epilogue: Somebody's Waiting For Me, Bonnie McKee
Daisuke sat in his chair, thinking on what happened this day. One year had passed since his mysterious collapse in the hospital. After he had left that black place in his mind, he had learned of what happened. The doctors had asked him questions about symptoms and he told them he simply had heartache. 'Still do actually,' Daisuke thought. He mentally shrugged and continued writing in his journal. A journal for self-discovery, his psychiatrist had said.
Emiko had sent him to a psychiatrist after the hospital had their interrogation. Emiko was worried about Daisuke, he knew. Daisuke was "depressed" the psychiatrist had said. Daisuke didn't bother denying that. Love has all kinds of consequences.
And Daisuke still didn't get over him yet.
Him as in Dark Mousy.
It's been a year since Daisuke last felt or saw anything that reminded him of the person who stole his heart. After Daisuke had looked at his painting, he had decided to put it away. If he wanted to get over Dark, he best put everything away. But even after a year, Daisuke is still longing for someone he shouldn't have.
However, now, Daisuke is more mature. He started believing the quote "If you love someone, let them free; if they come back, they're for keeps" not too long after. Daisuke was sure the quote didn't go like that, but he forgot how it actually went.
When Dark didn't come back, Daisuke knew they weren't meant to be and he had an unrequited love. It wasn't something to be proud of, but Daisuke was happy enough that he was closer to Dark than anyone else.
Daisuke paused in his writing as he heard lightning hit the clouds in the sky. His eyes looked up and he stared out the window. Through the night sky, Daisuke could see the storm clouds, almost ready to rain. Daisuke smiled.
He loved the rain. The fresh smell of nature afterwards. The cleansing of the earth. The lack of anyone in the streets.
It was like a safe haven all for himself. And Daisuke thinks it's rather romantic. The lightning struck again and he came out of his thoughts. Looking out the window, he saw Emiko and Kosuke coming back from buying the groceries in the local supermarket. They were running, hand-in-hand, and laughing. A block away from the house, the rain began to fall.
Hitting their faces, Emiko laughed and smiled like a child. Kosuke was simply content with watching his wife. Daisuke sighed. He was envious with his parents. They loved each other fiercely, Daisuke was certain. And they were married and happy.
Something he and Dark never had. But he didn't scorn his family because of that. Emiko and Kosuke deserve to be happy. Daisuke wondered if being single most of their life is also a curse of the Niwa males. Daichii had lost his wife years ago and Daisuke never let go of his one and solid love for Dark.
Daisuke sat still, pen in hand, as he watched his happy parents run back towards the house. He gave a brief smile to nobody before he faced his diary once again.
I sit alone
A dark theatre
Watching the people go by
Hand in hand
Everybody but me
I stay behind
Watching the credits roll by
Roll, roll, roll right by me
Dark stood in front of Black Wings. It's been so long and yet so short the time he hadn't seen Daisuke. In the world of the arts of Hikari, time is nothing but an illusion. Dark couldn't tell how much time passed, but he knew he missed Daisuke a lot. He still couldn't decide if he regrets leaving Daisuke or not. But in the end, Dark supposes it was all for the best.
Black Wings and Krad were playing chess. Krad was losing to the other and Dark was standing, watching how the game is progressing. Dark never quite understood how to play. Why were there rules? What's "check" supposed to mean?
Yami was leaning against the wall flipping through a magazine. It turns out that even if Yami is merely a part of Dark, once something branches off, it's off. Black Wings was supposed to be one thing, but when Krad and Dark were split, they were split. So now, Yami is sort of like an equal to Dark and Krad, only he isn't the curse of any line.
Dark took turns studying everyone in this unnatural world. They all seemed different here, in their "home", than in the reality world where the Tamers exist. Krad was less bloodthirsty, but more competitive. Black Wings wasn't as homicidal and Yami wasn't quite the lecher. Dark wasn't quite sure how to think about all this.
Dark could just be going crazy. Who knows?
"I'm 'gonna go take a walk, yeah?" Dark said to the others. They grunted in response and Dark opened the door that appeared at will. Where Dark was taking a walk was merely a long hallway. It's a part of the world of the works of art and Dark could visit any other Hikari artifact, like the Towa no Kusabi or Towa no Shirube. But Dark never visited the other folks. They all had some story to tell, and Dark wasn't the listening type.
Dark walked slowly, taking step by step, while thinking. He was looking at his shoes and didn't look where he was going. That was why he crashed into someone.
Dark stumbled backwards a few steps, but thanks to his excellent balance, he didn't fall to his bottom. The other, however, was not quite so fortunate.
It was a female with white hair. Just looking at the top of her head was familiar, Dark realized. But then he shook his head. Of course she was familiar, he had dealt with most of the Hikari artworks for all his existence. The female was grumbling under her breath about other "rude artworks". Then she moved her head upwards and took a good look at Dark.
Dark's eyes widened. It was To-to! What was she doing here? Dark thought that everyone who had been left alive (only To-to) had forever avoided this world. It was a horrible reminder of the cage they were in till the end of time. So Dark asked.
"To-to! What are you doing here?" Dark exclaimed with a good poise. After all, To-to was a major fan of his and Dark couldn't disappoint her.
"Master Dark! Here you are! I've been looking for you!" To-to shouted. She was suddenly grinning happily, as if praising herself. "I've been here monthly searching for you! Master Daisuke keeps on looking so sad without you around!" The next words and sentences, Dark couldn't understand. To-to was talking too fast.
But Dark felt a mixture of emotions. First it was surprise and elation. Dark didn't think Daisuke would still be affected by his departure nor did he think Daisuke would actually think about him. Then the joy came, because Dark wasn't the only one longing for the other. That meant that Daisuke still loves Dark even if they weren't together, unrequited love it was!
But then the second group of emotions wasn't as great. Dark felt worry and some sort of anger. Daisuke shouldn't love him after all this time. Daisuke should be with someone else, someone that can make him happy and feel loved. With his unrequited love towards Dark, Daisuke would continuously feel lonely and sad. Dark doesn't want a repeat of what happened so long ago. Daisuke shouldn't love someone like Dark. He wouldn't be happy…
But Dark squashed the emotions. He shouldn't be let down. He should be happy. Dark sighed. Then he realized To-to was waiting for an answer. She had come so close to his face with her head tilted to the side in confusion.
"Master Dark? Do you want to come back to Master Daisuke?"
I know I won't cry
'Cuz there is somebody, somebody,
Somebody waiting for me
Out in the rain
Won't cry
Not tonight
Cuz there is somebody waiting for me
Somehow, Daisuke is okay with his lack of relationships. He already experienced having a crush and being rejected (Risa), loving someone and getting the feelings returned and ended up breaking up (Riku), and he's now experiencing unrequited love (Dark). Daisuke wouldn't be surprised if he ended up loving more than one person like in some romance manga.
Daisuke sighed. He felt like he's acting this way because he feels like it's some sort of obligation. Like being the uke of a relationship caused his brain to try to transform him into some feminine male. But Daisuke knew that wasn't true.
Daisuke signed his name on the bottom of the page of the day's entry. Looking over the events, Daisuke smiled slightly. Writing in a journal always seem to glue things together and Daisuke didn't have to be confused. At least not about him and Dark anymore.
Speaking of Dark…
Daisuke flipped to the back of the journal. That's the area where Daisuke occasionally draws. The day before, Daisuke had drawn a picture of Dark. It was left incomplete, but Daisuke knew he would work on it today. Daisuke, during this year, had tried again and again to push Dark out of his mind. But now, at the anniversary of that day, Daisuke embraces the thoughts of Dark.
Daisuke dropped his pen onto the tabletop and grabbed a sketching pencil from his cup of supplies. His hand paused closely to the page. Daisuke's red eyes scanned over the page and his mind picked out the lesser qualities. It seems whenever Daisuke tries to draw his love, it would end up terrible. Perhaps it's because of the quote "an artist is his own worst critic" or maybe because Daisuke feels Dark is perfect in every way.
Daisuke sighed before willing his pencil to move. Seconds passed that turned into minutes. A while later, the sketch was finally complete. Dark's face wasn't turned directly towards Daisuke's way. It was more like Dark was talking to someone else and Daisuke had called him. Dark's expression held his saucy, confident smirk and on the other eye, he was winking.
Daisuke leaned back on his chair and picked the drawing up. He tilted his head back and held the paper up to the light. Looking at the sketch of Dark, Daisuke smiled happily. He playfully blew a kiss to the sketch and stood up. Walking around the room, he tried to see where's the best place to hang up the picture.
As he walked around, the cursive handwriting of Daisuke's stood below the sketch. The words were written in love and you could see the longing behind it:
Dedicated to Dark Mousy
Whom Daisuke Niwa treasures and loves dearly
I wish to see you again,
My love
I take a walk
The streets are busy tonight
And I am searching for you
Waiting to brush your shoulder
But I'm alone
I watch the faces roll by
Roll, roll, roll right by me
Dark couldn't have been more shocked than he was then. To-to had asked him such a- such a...
Dark didn't know what to call it. His jaw had dropped and his eyes had widened even further. He knew the answer to the question. He'd be a fool if he didn't. He just didn't think there'd actually be a possibility that he could go back to the real world without having to be Daisuke's child.
"Of- of course!" Dark said loudly with his eyes disbelieving. If it weren't for the fact that he actually felt To-to crash into him, Dark would've thought he was dreaming again. He often dream of going back to Daisuke…
"D-Do you mean it? Can you actually bring me back?" Dark stammered out. To-to grinned and nodded. She changed into her pink birdlike form and hopped around, saying, "Yes", "Uh huh", and "Yup".
Dark froze. His mind was running over possibilities of going back, and the different scenarios Daisuke and him meeting again. Then he mentally slapped himself. He was acting like a damn girl; he meant no offense to anyone. Dark shook his head; if he didn't pull it together, To-to might decide to leave.
"Can you do it right now?" Dark took a shuddering breath in and exhaled. "I-I want to go back to Daisuke." He whispered nervously. Saying that to Daisuke would be no problem to Dark, but admitting that to someone else? That wasn't so easy. First of all, Daisuke was his host. Second, Dark never fell for a guy (but that wouldn't be a problem since Dark doesn't care about society's opinions). Third, it would sort of be incest since Dark considered almost all Tamers to be brotherly.
To-to nodded excitedly. She could finally help out Daisuke. She always did manual things that didn't need necessarily be done by her. But now, this was something she could do that no one else can! She always had felt she owed a debt to the Niwa.
"Yeah. Right now, let's go!" To-to jumped up and she turned back into her human form. She quickly grabbed Dark's wrist and left him no room to comment, not that he would.
Dark was growing nervous. This would be the first time in who knows how long that he's going to see Daisuke. He wondered if Daisuke changed or did he aged. He wondered about a lot of things of the person who was stilling loving him.
I know I won't cry
Cuz there is somebody, somebody,
Somebody waiting for me
Out in the rain
Won't cry
Not tonight
Cuz there is somebody waiting for me
Daisuke had a foreboding feeling. It wasn't really a bad feeling or anything. Just some butterflies in his stomach. Something was about to happen and Daisuke wasn't sure what the outcome would be. Daisuke had a foreboding feeling. It wasn't really a feeling or anything. Just some butterflies in his stomach. Something was about to happen and Daisuke wasn't sure what the outcome would be.
Daisuke decided not to give it any thought. If it were something terrible, his gut would tell him that something would be coming. He shook his head before stepping back and admiring his work once more. He finally figured out where to place his sketch of Dark.
Right on the ceiling over his bed. So Daisuke could see him when he closes his eyes and when he wakes up! Daisuke blushed and smiled at the same time and tried hard not to giggle at how ridiculous he felt. After all this trying to avoid thinking of Dark, now Daisuke lets the thoughts come.
Even though time had dragged on for so long, Daisuke could still perfectly envision how Dark would smirk triumphantly, how he'd taunt Satoshi, how he'd show his worry. Basically, Daisuke reminisced about all the things he knew about Dark.
Daisuke whispered Dark's name and squeezed his eyes tight. He tried to picture Dark's face, full of love, with no expression of deceit. Daisuke paused, wondering what he was doing.
"What am I doing? I know he won't come back…" Daisuke stopped what he was about to say, the words lagging. His smile brightened. "Oh well. If my heart wants to remind me so much of him, let me indulge myself. I've denied myself so long…"
Daisuke shook his head, wondering sheepishly why he was talking to himself. He ignored the memories of heartache he'd went through and tried to imagine Dark coming through his bedroom door there and now.
How many words will go unspoken
Till you're knocking upon my door
There are so many nights I spent heartbroken
But tonight I know who
I won't cry no more
Oh no
Daisuke rolled over on his bed. Time had passed quickly when he was thinking of Dark. Love has such a power. He had heard Emiko and Kosuke placing the groceries in the kitchen, but luckily, they hadn't told him to sleep yet.
Daisuke lay on his stomach on his bed and looked out the window. The storm had ended a few moments before and Daisuke opened the window. Now, the fresh, natural smell of the earth entered his room and he breathed in deeply. The smell of nature calmed him down and he rolled over again.
He stared up at the sketch of Dark, and let his feelings of serenity wash over him. Soon, sleepiness began to enter his body. Almost mechanically, he closed his eyes, with the image of Dark fresh on his mind, and he fell asleep with dreams of violet-colored eyes.
The light in his room was forgotten, left on and shining on the grassy yard outside. The window let soft breezes in, as if calling someone to enter. The aftermath of the storm was still there.
I lie awake
I left the porch light on
I hope it helps you to find your way
Outside, I hear the thunder roll by
Roll, roll, roll right by me
Once again, colors had flashed around Dark, causing him to close his eyes. A bubble of nervousness entered his stomach and became butterflies as he thought of seeing Daisuke once more. His wrist forgot that To-to was holding him as he basked in the feeling of completeness, from only the thought of being near his sacred not-so maiden.
Soon, the wind around him began to pick up. The slight breeze turned into a ferocious wind and ruffled Dark's clothing roughly. He squeezed his eyes some more and prepared himself for a harsh landing.
A second later, everything went crashing down. Literally.
Dark spat out the wet grass that entered his mouth. His wrist was let go from To-to and he pushed himself off the grass. The path towards Daisuke's world had spit him face-first onto the ground, making him eat grovel and who knows what else.
To-to wasn't faring much better. She had transformed herself into a bird in a flustered manner and is now trying to brush away the dirt with her wings. She seemed to forgotten Dark as she hopped around, twisting her tiny form.
Seeing To-to, acting like she had before he left, suddenly hit him. This bout of emotions, indescribable, made Dark turn around in circles, again and again, as if seeing the world for the first time. His eyes kept on landing on different things, things that seem familiar and new at the same time. Dark felt like he wanted to touch everything, as if that would prove that he was actually there again.
That he had another chance at Daisuke.
Dark blinked. He stopped turning around and stood still, staring at the ground and not seeing it. The world swirled around him, from spinning in circles too much. But he ignored it. He focused on one thing.
Daisuke. Daisuke. Daisuke. Dark finally had a chance to make up for him. His lips spread into a wide, relieved, happy, joyful grin. It was large and shown all his feelings. Dark wanted to jump around like To-to; he wanted to open his wings and fly and soar; Dark wanted to shout to the world.
He wanted to confess to Daisuke.
The overwhelming feelings of happiness swept over him, making his knees go weak. They trembled and Dark held on tight, not wanting to fall. His eyes stung and Dark knew that he wanted to cry tears of joy, something he had never did before, never believed in.
But he held the tears in. Dark didn't want to waste time. Even though the salty tears in his eyes were from extreme delight, Dark wanted to go see Daisuke more. Something he had wanted to do during this whole year.
And recognizing where he was, Dark began to sprint towards the Niwa household, leaving behind the bird form of To-to.
I know I won't cry
Cuz there is somebody, somebody,
Somebody waiting for me
Out in the rain
Not gonna cry tonight
Cuz there is somebody waiting for me
Not gonna cry tonight
Daisuke rolled to his side as he slumbered. He was dreaming about Dark again. The famous art thief had somehow managed to come back and he was standing in the doorway of his bedroom, beckoning to Daisuke.
The redhead was pretty sure his eyes were closed and that his pleasant dream were coming to an end. Yawning, his eyes blearily blinked away the remaining sleepiness. His eyes didn't see the figure standing transfixed at the door, as they looked out the window. The sky was still dark and Daisuke came to the conclusion that he must not have slept that long. Shrugging, Daisuke pushed himself up.
And finally, his eyes landed on the person standing, staring at him.
Dark Mousy.
Daisuke didn't know if he was dreaming or not. It seems far-fetched. This could be a lasting image from his dream. Daisuke could be hallucinating because this was a year anniversary.
But somehow, he knew it wasn't that. Daisuke knew it was actually Dark. Confusingly, Daisuke's eyes watered. But he didn't let them fall; Daisuke didn't want Dark to see him cry.
Neither did he want to blur Dark's figure away from his mind.
Not gonna cry
No no no no
Oh yeah
No no not gonna cry
Cuz there is somebody waiting for me
"D-Dark?" Daisuke choked out, his voice cracking. He blinked away the water in his eyes, his mouth left gaping. When Daisuke was sure he wasn't about to cry anymore, he stared unblinkingly towards the young man in front of him.
Dark was uncomfortable with Daisuke's scrutiny, but his action pushed Dark into action. Slowly, his legs began to move and he walked towards the bed. At first, his strides were long and slow, but they quickly sped up, getting shorter and faster.
Soon, Dark was standing right in front of the tall bed. His eyes stared straight into Daisuke's own ruby orbs. And suddenly, without warning, Dark pounced.
He jumped on the tall bed and managed to get on it on his first try. Miraculously, he didn't hurt Daisuke, nor did he fall backwards. Dark ended up hugging Daisuke tightly in his arms. Dark closed his eyes and breathed in Daisuke's scent.
It was the same as before. The same strawberry scent that Wiz liked so much. Dark couldn't help but like that smell as well. His body all of a sudden felt tired, like he had come a long way and he was finally home.
His body sagged and he rested himself on the bed, with Daisuke still in his arms.
"Daisuke- I'm back." Dark whispered into Daisuke's ear, still with closed eyes. The grip began to loosen, but never lost hold. Dark felt Daisuke's own grip on his jacket.
"Welcome back, Dark."
And they both laid there, in that exact position, for a long time; all the while, watching time fly by in peace.
Stay behind watching the credits roll by
Roll, roll, roll right by me
Dawn approached the couples early. The sun shone on their sleeping smiles. With the light, Dark quickly awoke, not adjusted to the warmth and light. He groaned and turned away, holding Daisuke at the same time. Everything felt so right. Dark couldn't be any more happier.
"Mph…" Daisuke yawned against Dark's chest. The slight breath tickled his skin through the thin layer of clothing. It warmed the bit of skin that had turned cold from the night air through the window.
"…love you, Dark…" Daisuke whispered faintly as he turned over and faced the wall, going back to sleep. Dark didn't see his blooming smile, but he knew what he was about to do next.
"Love you too, Daisuke." Dark said softly. He leaned his head close and closed his eyes. Then, he placed a kiss behind Daisuke's ear.
And he forgot about everything. About Krad and Yami. About Black Wings. About how the Niwas might react.
Everything but his love for one Daisuke Niwa.
Finished
A/N: Amnesia is finally completed! Woohoo! –throws confetti- After many long hours of thinking and typing, my first multi-chaptered song fic is now complete. This is the saddest piece I have written, I believe. Though it's not exactly the best of the best, I'm proud I got through this. Author's block is a –censored- but I have defeated you at last!
Now that my mind is finally at peace with something, I'm going to be able to watch The Grudge 2 with full attention on Friday. I'm going with five other friends (three girls, two guys) and this is going to be so exciting! Let's scream!