Disclaimer: Man, do I really have to say "I don't own DN Angel" one hundred times to write one hundred chapters? (Joking, if you thought I was) XD
And thanks, Sorasakura! I think you're the only constant reviewer I have right now! (And constant reader, if I'm not wrong. )
Chapter six: lust and sex is not love"Satoshi, please, stop…"
"No…"
"Please, stop…"
"No…"
"But…"
"What?"
"…The office is the other way."
(What were you thinking? I'm soooooo not starting this chapter in the middle of a rape! Lukshii: Actually, the question should be, what was Ryou2angelic thinking?)
Satoshi turned back to look at Daisuke with a sinister grin, causing the red haired teen to freeze in his footsteps. Satoshi neared Daisuke till he could smell the shampoo of the other boy's strawberry red hair, provoking his hardness to harden more than it already had. "But…aren't we supposed to return the belt to the lost and found?" "No, I have a better idea with it…a bit of fun with it…" Daisuke gulped down his breath at the word "Fun" If he didn't know Satoshi better, he'll probably use it to...rape him.
"Em…I think maybe I'll just go home and err…" A hand slammed beside his ear onto the wall behind. Satoshi's hand. "And how do you think you will?" The commander's cold lips descended onto Daisuke's forcefully, wrapping one arm around the thin boy's waist and pulling the whole body closer, enjoying the feel. Daisuke whimpered softly in fright and horror, struggling to get out of Satoshi's pestering hands. "You're staying at my house tonight," The blue haired teen broke the kiss reluctantly and grabbed Daisuke's left wrist to the awaiting black limo, noting the slight wince on the shorter boy's face that was soon replaced with an expression full of fear. Maybe he should a bit more gentle this time, use lubricant to ease some of the pain.
Pushing Daisuke into the limo, Satoshi closed the door and ordered the driver to go to his private apartment. During the ride, tension was thick around Daisuke and Satoshi could feel waves of fear radiating from the red haired tamer. What was he afraid of? The pain, the shame, the commander didn't know if he should really rape Daisuke that time, but what difference could one time less make?
Daisuke felt the memories of his previous rapes flying around inside his head, replaying scenes after scenes of the touches that made him felt so sore, the emptiness, the shame, everything…tears started to form at the corner of his rabbit red eyes, while Daisuke tried his best to shift himself as far away from Satoshi as possible.
The room was dark and the scent of blood and ecstasy was thick. Daisuke sobbed quietly, hoping that Satoshi wouldn't do anything to him because of that. The lost of blood was making the red head dizzy, and he felt a throbbing headache that was seemingly the worst he ever had this month. A sudden movement of the bed told Daisuke that Satoshi was out of the bed and walked out of the room, leaving Daisuke naked and weeping quietly. The young tamer ponder wordlessly what the commander was going to do, expecting the other boy to come back with a whip to punish him for crying.
Satoshi put on some clean clothes and grabbed some for Daisuke too; unsure why he was doing what he was doing. He searched for the first aid box and wetted a towel to clean up Daisuke's wounds. He didn't looked like he had just raped the shorter boy, more like he was…caring for Daisuke. Satoshi felt a slight blush showing on his cheek before forcing it down. Even though he felt extremely wrong doing that to Daisuke, he didn't know any other way to do it. He didn't know any other way to love Daisuke.
Footsteps awaken Daisuke who was half asleep, unable to prevent his tears from coming out in torrents. Hands turned him on his back gently, the shorter boy waited for the whip to be laid down hard. But it didn't come. Instead, he felt something wet pressed tenderly against one of his more severe injuries, cooling the gash and soothing the skin around it. It eased some pain from Daisuke, allowing the boy to feel less like crying.
The bandages were skillfully tied, he was clothed, the pain soon died down almost completely, but Daisuke was confused. Why did Satoshi help him bandage his wounds when he already raped him? The question was put aside as Daisuke's headache became more discriminating, making the shorter boy's face winced dimly in pain. Noticing this, Satoshi stepped out of the room again. Daisuke closed his eyes and wished for the ache to go away, hoping that sleep would come and make everything disappear, even if it was just for a little while. A hand in the dark suddenly raised him slowly to a sitting position, then forcing something into his mouth. It was a tablet, but Daisuke didn't know it was actually an anesthetic to ease his pain. The red haired teen refused to swallow it, but Satoshi managed to force him with a glass of water. The pill took effect swiftly, the headache was soon gone and Daisuke could finally fall into unconsciousness.
The phone rang vociferously, jotting Satoshi awake. He realized that he had been hugging Daisuke in his sleep, finding the warmth comforting. Removing the covers and placing them back snuggly onto Daisuke, the commander strolled into the living room and picked up the annoying phone. "Ah…you were rather gently with him, weren't you, Satoshi?" "What do you want, father?" "Come over to my house immediately." Satoshi slammed down the phone. And leave his Daisuke alone? But the blue haired commander reluctantly put on his coat and went to check on Daisuke to make sure the red haired boy was still asleep, locking the door behind him.
"Ah, I see you're here." Satoshi's father smirked sadistically at his son, or to be a bit more detailed, lustfully. Satoshi watched the hideous expression without any emotion on his face, but inside, he was terrified. Kei walked over and raised the younger boy's face by the chin, leaning down to contact the two males' lips. Satoshi backed away after a slight touch of the maws, looking at the man who was his father with slight disgust. Kei smirked a devil's sneer, "You know I do that because I love you, as a father, so why the fear? Or is it embarrassment? Hmm?" "Are you telling the truth? "Why would I lie to you?" To get what you want and without any trouble, you lied that raping someone was showing that person your love. Satoshi thought about that fact, and wondered if that was really true. He remember vaguely that time when his father had sex with him the first time when he was eleven, how wrong it had felt, yet he was told it was done out of love.
"What do you really want with me?" Kei looked at his son with a lustful leer, but he wasn't going for Satoshi this time. He wanted his son's sex toy, Daisuke. "You can forget about that!" Satoshi yelled in fury. Never, Daisuke was his and his only. Not dark's, not Riku's, and definitely not his father's. No one, but him. Because he love Daisuke. The commander stormed out of the office, leaving his father smiling cockily to himself. Now that he had spiced up his son's nerves a bit, the rest should be easy. And Daisuke will be mine. The sexy little schoolboy…
Satoshi stormed into the apartment, almost forgetting not to slam the door shut so as to prevent himself from disturbing Daisuke, or scaring the red haired teen if he was awake. The commander quietly slipped into the bedroom, leaning over the sleeping body on his bed to see Daisuke's face. He looked so peaceful, so beautiful, yet he seemed to be troubled by his own dreams. Probably of me raping him… Satoshi felt a single tear fell down his cheek, leaving a wet trail of sorrow and sadness. The silence was unbroken, because never make a sound, no matter how much you howled and screamed and yelled and shouted and bawled and wailed when you cried, it was your voice that was making the sounds. That's why Satoshi knew he wouldn't disturb Daisuke with his tears; because they were silent tears.
Ok, so the plot thickens…Muhaha! So what do you all think? Please review! Oh, the name Kei is the name I think Satoshi's dad had in the anime, but if you know the real one, just drop it in your review as well. )
And I'm thinking of doing a new story: Why can't you catch me being good? So just stick around and see what happens, okay?