Author: Kenbu
Gentre: Angst/Drama
Rated: T
chapters: 2 out of 3
Main Pairing: DarkxDaisuke
Summary: Daisuke is sick. Sick of Dark. Sick of the thief's lovers. Thats right- everybody loves Dark - nobody cares about Daisuke. So nobody will notice when he is going away, won't they? But Daisuke doesn't know how Dark feels like...

Hi there! Woot! O.O So many reviews! Wow! Thank you sooo very much for all of them! I am so happy!
This new chapter is based on Daisuke's thoughts. It was really difficult to insert Daisuke's personality...But this time there are also some actions included like 'I went from this place to that place' - something like that. I hope that you won't be surprised that this fic will have no supernatural ultra happy sappy ending! (Hints to the 'Drama and Angst' Genre). But I am not finished with the story yet, but just a warning, yeah? (waits for the reaction of the readers)
Enjoy reading the story, will you? ;P

Chapter Two - Daisuke's Anger

At last the school bell signalised the end of the lesson and therefore the end of the schoolday. Quickly, the students packed their belongings into their schoolbags and ran off. Out of the building.

And then I saw him. Him. Dark Mousy.

I slowly walked past a group of Dark's admirers. 'Mr. I'm-too-sexy-for-all-of-you' was there as well. I turned my head slightly and caught sight of Hiwatari-kun, Krad and Riku-san standing next to him. Harada-san was there, too, hand in hand with Hiwatari-kun, occasionally exchanging love gazes with him. Somehow I am glad for both of them.

My body slowly came to a stop, even though I haven't passed the group yet.

But somehow I pity Krad a little. You must be blind if you couldn't see his jealous glares directed at them - and the two lovers certainly seemed blind.
I smiled weakly. Isn't it fascinating how much you can see when you don't belong to those people?

My eyes slowly moved to Dark's face.
As soon as I simply looked at him, my heart began to pound painfully against my ribcage. Unfortunatley, I couldn't tear my eyes away from him as I originally wanted to. His handsome face beamed from excitement. His lips were cracked into his feared and well-known smirk as his purple eyes watched his admirers like a cat it's prey. His mouth opened and closed permanently and his lovers occasionally laughed or some even sighed.

Suddenly, as if Dark had feeled my stare, his eyes moved slowly to my profile. His surprised look burned into my heart. It hurted. I flinched and quickly looked away. I began to walk hastily to the school gate. From the corner of my eye I could see Dark fight his way through his admire-group. This made my heart pound even faster and painfuller. I felt how my legs quickened their pace more and more until...

I was eventually running away from the boy I loved in reality.

I ran and ran, ignoring his calls to wait and ignoring the angry voices of those people I accidently bumped into. I ran with closed eyes.
I stopped abruptly as my body couldn't take it anymore. My hand rested on a tree trunk in support as I tried to catch my breath. Panting I looked back. And a weak smile appeared on my trembling lips. Even though I wasn't as fast like I was when Dark and I still shared the same body, but I still was a good runner. 'He' wasn't anywhere to be seen. Probably he had been stopped by another group of his fangirls.

Soon my breathing rythm became normal again and slowly I made my way through the crowded streets. I didn't like being here, but it was much better than being at school or home. At least I could be alone with my thoughts and dreams.
Well, in fact I was always alone. Dark has somehow managed to take my friends from me and now they are his.
But here nobody knows me and gives me weird stares or ignores me on puropose.

It seems like I am only okay when I am daydreaming, inventing sad stories and writing them down in my notebook. Sometimes I pack out a pencil and a rubber to draw some pictures of different boys in different positions, but always without happy smiles. However, this I am only doing when I am home - and Dark is not.

I bent my head looking to the ground. How could this have gone that far? How could I have turned from a cheerful, normal and clumsy student into a broken, quiet and filthy nothing...

I guess it all began at the day when Dark came into my life for the first time.

I never believed that all this hard training I had to go through during my childhood was to somewhat...serve Dark on his missions of stealing artworks.

At the beginning, I tried everything to get rid of Dark, I wanted to be normal and always myself. He somehow frightened me because he was so... different. Yeah...He was arrogant, indeed (He still is). And he always enjoyed teasing me!
But as I already said, he was different from what I know about humans.

Dark Mousy...

He always acts so cool. The worst part is that he doesn't have to act because he really is...
Dark who always looks handsome no matter what he wears. No matter what happens and no matter what he says or does. I was always furious when he flirted with every pretty girl he met. And worst- when they flirted back, all with flushed cheeks.
Was I jealous at that time?

No - I do not think so.

I can't deny that as time passed I learned to like - no even love him. I always looked up to him. Always thought that great Dark Mousy can handle everything on his own. I admired him... I sometimes even wished to be him or at least like him.

Of course this was just a ridiculous dream...

It was. Because I had as well wished that he would never leave me, even though I knew that this day would finally come and tear this wonderful dream apart. And so it did.

Black Wings came and suddenly everything collided into each other and suddenly there was no Dark. He was gone, forever - that's what I thought and it drove me insane.
After Dark disappeared I had locked myself in my room and cried my soul out. I refused to talk to anyone for weeks. Finally, I somehow managed to pull myself together. I accepted that Dark was gone. But on the contrary I had changed chompletely and so did my surrounding. So I thought, because everything suddenly seemed to be dull, grey and simply odd. The world were I lived and the people who were by my side slowly vanished. One by one. At that time I had wondered if I was in the middle of a nightmare. I was wrong. It was just the beginning of it.

You see, people only befriend you when you are cheerful, listen to their problems, help them out of everything and when you yourself have no long lasting problems. This is the horrible truth I have learnt a long time ago. Dark is such a person as well.

And then...Dark came back to me...

I can remember it so well... Dark - as he one day came gliding through the window of my room on the largest black wings I have ever seen. Losing onyx coloured feathers and spreading them all around my room. His warm smile...warmer than usual. With wide-opened arms and a voice as clear and beautiful as a bell's tune which called my name.

And those dark amethyst eyes were only looking at me...

All this happened in a few seconds but for me it felt like eternity. Wonderful long lasting eternity...
Before I fully comprehended what had happened, I felt Dark's strong arms around my tiny self and his cosy and warm body...
It was then that I again had to cry my sould out...right in front him... and tell him how much I had missed him! Gosh... I embarassed myself...Hadn't he be the one who told me that true men are forbidden to cry? And now something like this had to happen!However, I felt that after I told him this he held me even firmer...It was a short moment in which I felt save and powerful once again.

So, he became a part of my family. We share the same room. Somehow he got hold of an own body. Don't ask me how, but he did. Dark claims that there still is a strong bond between us, even though we don't share the same body, so that we care able to call each other when one of us in danger. I knew that Dark mainly meant me. Tsk. I am not a weakling! However, my family seems to think that as well. I am not allowed to go on stealing missions with Dark anymore - even though he now needs a companion more than ever! ' It's too dangerous for you! ' Oh my gosh! My ass! As if they had cared for my safety when Dark and I where one! What was I actually trained for?
He goes to school and public places, the police could arrest him at any moment! Well...but they don't...Wait...Maybe Hiwatari-kun has to do something with that? I just mean...They are close friends, right?

Because I was lost in thought and had my eyes fixed on the ground I suddenly met resistance. I just saw a pair of black shoes their sight making my head lift in surprise - but too late. I bumped into someone's chest rather heavily, the impact throwing me down to earth. I landed on my back, painfully.

Slightly puzzled of what just happened I lifted my aching back. Then I looked up to the person I accidently ran into, in order to apologise. However, my words drowned in my suddenly dry throat as my eyes comprehended who they saw.

And again it was you. You. Dark Mousy.

The phantom thief had a strange look on his face. No cocky smirk. No angry expression. Not even a smirk. His face was completely blank. However, it seemed as if he had known I would come this way...
Dumbfounded, my brain didn't realise that Dark was offering me his hand, although he had this scary look. Therefore my body acted automatically in taking his hand and letting it being pulled up.

My mind was racing. How did he get here so fast? How has he found me? How? How!
Dark glared into my eyes, which looked somewhere else - like always. I haven't looked into anyother person's eyes for a very long time. Then, to my despair, Dark spoke: "Gotha. I need to talk to you...Daisuke."
It sounded like a threat, even though it probably was supposed to be sounding rather friendly.

I didn't reply. I could feel Dark's warmth on my flesh as he still held my hand. But he released it and rested...no... held my shoulder firmly, signalising me not to dare to run away. I somehow became afraid of him, causing my heart to pound again. It was then that I realised that the street we were standing in was completely empty. How...?

"Daisuke," Dark whispered, not tearing his eyes away."Why do you run away from me?"
Well, Dark. There are a hundred of reasons why, but I can't understand all those hundred reasons myself. I fixed my eyes on Dark's purple locks, but didn't reply. This action seemed to anger Dark, because I felt his grip on my shoulder tighten. It hurted. It burned.

Because this was the area where I cut myself out of desperation and frustration...

Suddenly, Dark's other hand was placed on my chin, turned my face painfully to his and forced me to look into his eyes. "What do you think of me?" Dark asked calmly.
And then the thing happened I always wanted to hide when it came to the phantom thief. As soon as I gazed into his almond shaped purple eyes a sudden explosion of pure rage errupted in my insides.

Hatred. Nothing but hatred...

I couldn't stop this emotion. It always appeared when I looked into Dark's eyes. Always...
It seemed as if Dark saw how I felt, because he backed away slightly and his grip loosened - the pain soothed.
"Are you still angry with me because of what your mum said?" Dark asked suddenly.
Yes, Dark. I still am. However, this is just a tiny point on my endlessly long list why I should be angry with you.

It was on a usual day. A day where I got my exams back, to tell the truth. Another exam which I failed.
You see, my family told me to concentrate more on my school, now that I wasn't going on with helping Dark with his theft. Mainly o-kasan thought I would be able after Dark returned. She was wrong. I am not her same precious Daisuke anymore.

And as I brought the fith failure exam home, she finally exploded. She started yelling at me. Telling me how stupid and what a shame I was to the Niwa family. It hurted. Pretty much, to tell the truth. But what was even more painful was something I never expected her to say. She compared me to Dark. Told me how much better he was and...

...that she wished he was her son instead...

Dark had heard every single word of our argument and awaited me in our room in the dark. He tried to comfort me by offering himself to tutor me.
When I think back it makes me furious! I don't need his sympathy! I don't need his help! What does he think I was? Dirty nothing in his opinion?
And who does he think he was? He had taken my friends, my family and...He had taken my life away! Does this sound hysterical? But it is true! Isn't it only natural to accuse Dark as the cause of this?

The whole plot ended with me sitting in the corner the whole night, not speaking to anyone. It was the day I started cutting myself, which no one knew.

Dark's voice muttering my name interrupted my thoughts. I could see his face crack into his usual smirk and say:
"No. It's something different, right?"What?
I looked at him, truelly surprised.
"You are jealous, because I am dating Riku, am I right?"
Yeah right, Dark. In your dreams, maybe. I should have known that this kind of answer should have come.
Then I talked to him with a dangerous tone and quiet voice: "No, Dark. I am not."
"Then why are you angry?"
"Who said that I am?"
Dark grinned. "I can feel it." His grin became wider.
I didn't say anything anymore. Why would Dark care? I wonder. Can't he go and bother his fangirls as usually?

Dark ignored the silence and looked behind my back. "Are you going home alone?" He asked obviously puzzled. Then he looked back to me. "Where are your friends?"
No reply.
Dark's eyes widened. "What...You mean...you don't have any...? But..."
That's right, Sherlock Holmes. Very good observation, indeed. Now figure out whose fault it is. I am sure you'll manage it. Come on. Think hard.

"Anyway, should I escort you home?" Dark winked at me and smiled warmly.
Why is he so happy about this? He doesn't get anything? I stared at him for a long moment. And then...
I simply turned on my heels and walked away from him. Not even glancing at him once. However, Dark seemed to get it the wrong way. He probably thought I agreed to his offer, because suddenly I felt his hand on my shoulder, again. This time, however, lightly. From the corner of my eye I saw his face turned to mine.
"Daisuke!" Dark called out. He sounded very excited."Could you please tell me what kind of person I am to you?"

You are the most important person to me. Because of you my life is living hell...

An imaginary patience-rope, as I liked to call it, was cut. I had enough of him. I was fed up with him! How can a single human be so arrogant? So, I turned to him and yelled as I haven't done for such a long time: "What do you think, Dark? Huh? What kind of person are you to me? Whose the cause of my misery! Think, Dark! Think! You, Dark! You took my friends and family away! What else do you want? My heart, maybe? Pah! You turned my life upside down! I never said, that it was perfect but at least I was happy! Because of you I BECAME YOUR DIRTY, UNIMPORTANT LITTLE SHADE!"

My chest rose and fell as I finished my little speech and tried to calm myself down. Dark looked at me for a long moment. He had his strange look on his face again, making me slightly nervous. It seemed as if he was lost in thoughts.

It seemed forever as he rose his voice a little and spoke rather calmly: "I am sorry that it had to turn out this way. But why can't you grant me this? All this that is yours? I was in the same situation as you now are, but I was for more than four hundred years. But I am free! Now tell me, Daisuke. Is it bad to try and be normal?"
My mouth opened in astonishment. I had expected everything but certainly not this. My mind raced.

He doesn't get anything.He doesn't get anything.He doesn't get anything.He doesn't get anything...

"You arsehole!" I yelled at him with tears in my eyes. Dark's eyes widened in shock."You don't get anything! You are blind! You make me sick! I am fed up with you...I HATE YOU, DARK!" With that I ran away, once again. Just like in the beginning. If I hadn't run away I would have heard Dark whispering sadly: "Is that so? I am sorry, Daisuke. I hope that you are relieved that you freed this from your soul..." The thief bent his head down and closed his eyes.

I, however, ran and ran. Tears rolled down my cheeks. The wind blew icyly into my face.
That's it! I am going away! I have enough of this! If I have to have such a life I rather choose to have none at all!
I hate you! So much that it hurts!
I hate you so much that it is unbelievable.
I can't forgive. Never.
Dark...

This was Chapter Two! The next one will be about what happens after Daisuke runs away from Dark (grins) and will be written from normal POV. I don't know when I will update - but I will. Just want to warn you that this might take a little longer than with this chapter.
Once again, I hope that this chapter is accabtable. So please tell me what you think of the story - I want to get better and better :D.
Kenbu