A Change of Sorts
Over to the story…BTW, on a spur of the moment thing, there is now an OC. And sorry, but I made a typo last time; she's actually 18, not 8. So please remember this!
Chapter 10: Newcomer
The sky was darkening when the Niwa's were preparing to leave. As they headed outside, Kosuke stopped at the door, looking back at Daisuke.
"One more thing for you Daisuke, to say happy birthday."
Kosuke motioned for him to hold out his hand and he pressed something into it. "Make good use of it, Daisuke." He told him, and then he left, waving an arm in goodbye. "Remember to tell us if something comes up."
"Thanks otou-san, I will…" he trailed off, looking at the thing in his hand. It felt cold in his hand, and from what he could see of it in the dark, it was something rather large and heavy.
He headed back to the sitting room, still observing the thing. The light was brighter here, so it gave him more of a chance to look over it properly.
"…eh?"
--…What is that for?--
"I…don't know…"
Sitting quite innocently in the redhead's hand was what appeared to be a glowing silver pendant, small patterns carved onto the surface of the shiny object. A single emerald was embedded in the middle of the trinket, emitting a light glow.
On closer inspection, the 'pendant' was actually a locket, and when Daisuke opened it, he could see that there was a small mirror inside, not very big, but enough to see a close-up on his own face. Opposite the mirror were small carvings, but with the poor light and tired eyes, he could not quite make out what they were exactly.
Yawning, Daisuke stretched and looked up at the ceiling. Nothing interesting there. His gaze dropped down, resting on a white envelope lying alone on the table.
…huh?
--Did your parents leave it behind or something?--
"They couldn't have…" Daisuke picked it up, seeing that it was apparently addressed to him.
A note fell out of the envelope, once he had sliced it open. Picking it up, he scanned the small writing hastily scrawled across the centre of the page, cocking his head in confusion.
Hope that this comes in handy. Dark will know what it is.
-Kosuke
--…let me see that again.--
Daisuke obediently held the locket up again, moving so that he was directly under the brightest area in the room. Dark squinted at the object, frowning in confusion.
--W-wait a minute…--
"Dark?" Daisuke asked, confused. For a minute there, the Thief seemed almost wary.
He was ignored, though, as Dark continued studying the locket.
--N-no, it can't be…no…--
"Dark!"
--How…but…you…how…?--
"What?"
Daisuke would have asked more, but suddenly the green gem's light seemed to explode around them, momentarily blinding the two. When Daisuke opened his eyes again, he found that the locket was no longer in his hands.
It was around the neck of a person standing in front of him.
"W-w-what the?.!" He half yelled, jumping back in shock. Perhaps who the would have been a more suitable question, as the person if front of him gave their surroundings a confused glance.
Finally, Daisuke brought up enough courage to ask the nagging question in his mind.
"W-w-who," he swallowed, pushing down the uneasy feelings. "Who are you?"
The person before him turned to face him, large green eyes looking questionably into his. Her (yup, it's another girl…) short silvery-blue hair framed her small face while she crossed her arms in front of her rather defensively. She was wearing casual clothes, a blue tank top over black long pants. Hanging from one ear lobe was a dangly and twisty sort of earring, which was made of pure silver. She was slightly taller than him and appeared to be about 18 years old.
"First of all, who are you?" she asked back rather snappily, as if grumpy. Strange, it really clashed with the 'innocent' look.
"I'm Daisuke Niwa. Who are you?"
"Yinju." Came the short reply, as Yinju continued to observe her surroundings. Daisuke nodded slowly, trying to understand what was going on.
-Dark?-
--She's back, it seems.--
-Who is she? I mean like, who is she exactly?-
Dark frowned slightly, as if trying to find a way to tell him. --Well, she's like a uh, slightly messed up artwork, if you know what I mean.--
-Um…no?-
Dark sighed as if frustrated. --Well, most artwork creations are either a 'good guy', or a 'bad guy'. She, well…it really depends on her mood if she's gonna be a good guy or bad guy.--
-Oh…-
Daisuke paused, thinking about his next question. -Does…does she know about you?-
--Hell yeah.--
-…To what extent.-
--Look, I'm not bragging or anything, but she practically worships me.-- he replied, looking slightly put off by it. --Well, it's not really her fault, because she was made that way really. She kinda acts like a servant to me really.--
-Who created her?-
Dark half smiled. --Who else but the Hikari's?--
Daisuke half gaped in surprise. -B-b-but, wouldn't the Hikari's make an artwork that would try to kill you or something? Not to serve you!-
Dark shrugged indifferently. --Hey I already told you, she's an artwork gone wrong.--
"Hey you, Daisuke-san." A sharp voice snapped him out of his little train of thoughts to see her glaring at him. He gulped once before replying.
"Y-yes?"
She eyed him seriously for a minute, making him uneasy. Man those green eyes were freaky…
"Let me see Dark-sama."
"Uh…what!.?" His face flushed red, feeling like his secret had been exposed to the world. How did she-?
--Chill Dai-chan. Let me out and I'll sort it out.--
Daisuke nodded rather reluctantly and thought about Riku, handing control over to Dark.
Dark opened his deep amethyst eyes, glancing at the (obviously) shorter girl. She hadn't changed one bit since he last saw her.
"Dark-sama…"
"Why are you here Yinju?" he frowned, ignoring Daisuke's ranting about 'being nice to her since she doesn't know what's going on'. He almost snorted at that; no doubt she knew perfectly well what was happening.
Yinju seemed to hesitate at that, as if wondering if she should tell him or not. Eventually, she made up her mind.
"Why else? Niwa-san found me and decided that you and Daisuke-san would be better off if I was here as some sort of protection." She flicked her hair back, rather annoyed by the pace they seemed to be moving along at. A little too fast for her liking.
"That still doesn't explain everything. Where did Kosuke find you? And weren't you destroyed?"
Yinju's eyes flashed dangerously. "I'd rather not be talked about as if I wasn't here, Dark-sama. Anyway, Niwa-san found me -where else?- in your basement with all those your other precious artworks surrounding me, almost choking me!" she gagged, remembering that huge portrait that was covering her; it was enough to make anyone claustrophobic for a lifetime.
Dark smirked; yup, no doubt that she was still the same, only giving away information if she truly wanted to.
"Well then, all that's none of my concern. So I'll leave you and Daisuke to sort it out. Later, Yinju." He smirked once more then let Daisuke back out.
This resulted in one very clueless redhead left with a snappish artwork. Daisuke sighed, running his hand through his fiery red hair. How was he going to explain Yinju to any visitors he might have now?
"Um, Yinju-san?" he asked hesitantly, wary of her slightly cantankerous temper.
"Yeah, yeah I know, where am I going to stay during the day yadda yaddah. Don't worry, Emiko-san already arranged for me to come with you to school as your cousin." She rolled her eyes as if dismissing it as such a ridiculous idea. "Not that I can do anything else anyway." She sighed, ruffling her short hair with one hand.
"Anyway, I'll be going off to sleep now, so…later." She waved her hand and disappeared into one of the spare rooms.
-…-
--She'll be back in the morning, don't worry.--
-That's not the point.-
--Yeah, yeah I know.-- Dark stretched his hands above his head, thinking. --She's always been the kinda antisocial one. That tends to happen to those artworks that the Hikari's reject for whatever reason.--
-Um, does Krad know about her?-
--No duh Dai-chan.-- Dark rolled his eyes. --He's the one who tried to kill her some 200 years ago. Oh no, of course he doesn't know about her so much that he accidentally tried to kill her because she just seemed to be associated with me!--
-Dark…-
--Yeah?--
-You don't have to be so sarcastic you know.-
--Yeah but it's so fun torturing you Dai-chan!-- he ruffled astral Daisuke's hair a bit then petted him as if he was a dog. --Run along now and go to bed! You have school the next day!--
-No I don't! Tomorrow's Sunday!-
Dark made a motion that could have been a shrug or a nod of the head and then smirked again. --Well, trust me. You'll need lots of sleep with her around now!--
Daisuke grumbled, but decided to listen for Dark. "Fine then…hmph 'night Dark."
--Don't let the bed bugs bite!-- he sang oh so optimistically in reply, causing himself to be shut off for the night. He sat there in the dark, still smirking, wondering about what was in store for them both.
Hm, now that he thought about it…
He was gonna pity the doors of the house…
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Sorry it's so short, but I needed to…kinda test this new situation to see how it fits in with you readers out there. So please review and tell me what you think of the newest instalment in the story, whether you like it or not, please tell me!