Perfect Enemy
...Fourth Part: Dark...
What do you mean, 'No'!? I shouted. Why not!?
"I don't want you messing with Hikari, and he probably doesn't want Krad anywhere around me. Sorry, Dark, but you're just gonna have to deal with it." His eyebrows were drawn together in a sort of disapproving half-glare.
We had figured out that when Niwa looked in the mirror, I could see him from his reflection if I wanted to, and he could see me. It was almost freedom of a sort. I could look around whatever room he was in.
I wanted to reach through the mirror and hit him, but of course I couldn't so I didn't try. I want to see Krad! I insisted.
"Why are you so determined?" Niwa demanded of me.
I shrugged. I didn't know. I just wanted to. I wanted to just look at him some more, and touch him, because we hadn't been together for very long, yet. He was always on my mind.
"Well, if you don't know, it shouldn't be too important. Just forget about Krad, alright?"
And he walked away from the mirror.
I wasn't going to give up that easily.
. . .
Luckily, I remembered where the Hikari lived. That was where I spent the first few moments of my life. Another good point: I saw Krad walking around inside.
Swooping down to the window – I had wings! Fantastic, broad, black wings! – I taped lightly on the glass. "Krad!" I hissed, tapping again.
He spun around and I saw his eyes widen when he realized who it was outside. I waved cheerily and he came to the window to open it wide for me.
I was about to go into the room through it, but suddenly Krad's hand was on my chest, pushing me away. He shook his head. "I'll come out there," he whispered. "Hikari can't find out you've been here."
I nodded in understanding, then grinned. "Niwa doesn't know, either."
Krad sighed and I helped to pull him outside through the window, clutching him to me until his own wings unfurled from his back. They were just as magnificent as mine, but brilliant white in color.
"Wow," I breathed. I was amazed.
I think Krad blushed. It was hard to really determine in the lack of light outside, but I could have sworn that his face flushed a light rose color for a moment. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I wanted to see you," I said. "It's been too long since I met you."
"I agree completely," he told me, touching my arm.
"So, where to?" I asked him, gesturing with my arm to the town around us.
. . .
Krad and I sat on the roof of a house that wasn't anything too fantastic, but far enough away from both the Niwa and Hikari places to be comfortable. I sat with my back against the chimney and Krad pressed close against my side. I wrapped my arm around his waist, and he rested his head on my shoulder.
"I don't know why they won't let us be together," I said. "It doesn't make any sense to me."
"I don't know either," he sighed. "And I suppose it's pointless just to keep wondering. We won't get any reasonable answers from them; you know that."
Krad's hand was draped over my thigh. It felt awkward for some reason.
"Do you think we're... friends?" I wondered randomly, testing out the word. That just didn't quite explain it, though, I thought.
"What?" Krad looked confused. "...Friends?"
"Yeah." I paused for a moment, breaking our locked gazes and looking out at the glittering things that hung in the sky. "I don't know."
We sat in silence for a while.
Then Krad had a question of his own. "Dark... Do you like me?" he asked uncertainly.
I felt a grin pull at my lips again. "Yeah. I do."
And speaking of lips...
I recalled the time when our lips had actually touched. I remembered how insanely good it felt with his mouth against mine; his hand on my chest.
"Krad, look up," I told him in a whisper.
He did, with a puzzled expression, and I kissed him a second time. Krad stiffened a little in surprise, but almost immediately after, I felt his body melt again in my embrace. His fingers caressed my face, his skin soft and smooth and beautiful against my cheek. Even though I had only existed for maybe a few weeks, I had a pretty good idea of what perfection was. I was kissing it.
Shifting slightly so that I was facing toward him a little more, I threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling him back away from me so that I could catch my breath.
"Wow," he whispered.
I nodded in agreement.
And then, sliding his hand around the back of my neck, he pulled me in for another kiss, swiping his tongue across my bottom lip.
Not even the end of the world couldn't keep us apart after that.