A Change of Sorts
Sorry for taking so long to update…I'm going through a stage of writer's block here. x( Not very good…in case you didn't know, my description of many things seem to be overdramatic. xD ok, keep reading!
Chapter 15: Talking
"Daisuke!" Dark called out, searching through the blank sea of white for the younger boy. He gritted his teeth; he couldn't find the boy anywhere!
"Daisuke, where are you damnit?.!" Something black caught his attention, out of the corner of his eye. He turned towards it sharply.
"Daisuke!" He found him! He banged on the smooth, translucent black bubble that the boy was suspended in, but it didn't seem to help.
"Daisuke, wake up!"
Slowly, the boy's red eyes flitted open. "Hn…?"
The bubble slowly faded, and Daisuke floated gently to the ground. "Dark…? What are you doing here? Where are we?"
"Never mind about that; are you hurt?"
"No…just dizzy. Very, very dizzy. What happened, Dark?"
"It's…" Dark wasn't sure how to reply. How do you explain to someone that they had lost a good chunk of the last few days or so? "It's a long story. I'll tell you later. But first, we need to get back."
"Oh…ok then." Daisuke closed his eyes and he slowly faded away. Before he left the world completely, he peeked back out at Dark.
"Aren't you coming Dark?"
Dark smirked. "No. Why should I? After all, you're in control now." He watched Daisuke disappear completely, and then the bright white also shimmered away, revealing the ordinary interior of Daisuke's mind.
Dark sat down; this was going to take a lot of explaining.
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Daisuke sat up with a gasp, panting heavily. He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut. What a freaky dream…and that white light too; it nearly blinded him.
--It wasn't a dream-- Dark stated bluntly from inside him. Daisuke opened his eyes and blinked.
"It wasn't?"
--No; that was your mind we were in. Not some weird, dream world. Your mind.--
"Oh…"
Daisuke unconsciously rubbed his eyes, looking around his room. "Ng…where's Yinju-san?"
--Somewhere. I don't know.--
"Dark, what happened before? What was that white room that I remembered before, and why on earth was I there?"
--Daisuke…--
"What was it Dark? What happened? Why do I feel so dizzy? And…why do I keep seeing this bright white light in my head?"
--…Don't worry about it now Daisuke. I'll explain later, after you get some rest.--
"…I suppose you're right." Daisuke mumbled, crawling under the sheets. Dark snorted.
--Of course I'm right. I'm always right.--
"G'night Dark."
--Yeah.--
The redhead was out pretty quickly. Poor kid, must be stressing to lose your memories of a whole family. Or maybe he just forgot the secret. Dark shook his head. Either way, he wasn't going to let this rest. Who did those Sohma's think they were, so high and mighty that they thought they could handle everything by themselves, when it was so obvious that they couldn't?
It seemed, Dark mused, that it was time that he - and possibly Krad - stepped into the picture.
He looked down at the sleeping redhead.
--Sorry Daisuke.-- He whispered, his incorporeal form disappearing. The boy's ruby red eyes snapped open, looking glazed. Quietly, and almost unnoticeable, a small speck of violet flickered within those red depths.
"But…I need to have a little word with someone."
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Akito stood up, as if to welcome the winged figure hovering outside his window. He faced the angel directly, staring out at him from inside the house.
"Who are you and what do you want?"
The golden-haired angel smirked, slipping his hands into his pockets in a casual manner. "Now, now. That certainly is not the way to greet someone. Especially since I'm here to…discuss a few issues with you."
Akito narrowed his eyes coldly. "I will repeat it again. Who are you and what do you want?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly, but chose to answer it this time. "My name is Krad. And I suggest that you do not forget it."
Akito scowled. "Do not mess with me, Krad. It will not be wise to cross the God of the Sohma's."
A small, humourless smile graced Krad's features. "And what a wonderful God you are too. So wonderful, indeed," He narrowed his eyes slyly. "That your own family dares to defy your orders."
Although casually spoken, this sentence managed to infuriate Akito beyond belief. "I do not need to hear this nonsense." He spat out spitefully. "State your business--and then leave. Or I will force you."
Krad didn't seem to be affected by this threat. Instead, he simply chuckled. "Quite the contrary, Akito. It seems that you are not fit enough to even keep your family in line, let alone overpower one half of the exalted Black Wings. But," having seemingly had enough fun toying around with the God, Krad became serious. "There are matters to be discussed."
"Those of which being?"
"It has come to my attention that…you have been involved with the Niwa clan in the past. And, you see, I can not allow that to happen again."
"How may that be of your concern? You don't appear to be too concerned about the well being of the Niwa."
"Ah, but you see…" Krad smirked, fingering a white feather in his hand, seeming quite fascinated with it. This only infuriated Akito even more; it was almost like the angel was mocking him, paying closer attention to a feather than the almighty God of the Sohma's.
"This is where I must say that you are quite wrong. Quite wrong indeed." Akito did not like the look on the white-winged angel's face. Unnoticed by the God, the feather glowed palely.
"It is not the well-being of the Niwa that I am concerned with. It is the fact that you are interfering in my areas, and I do not like intruders. That is why…" He held the feather up, eyes narrowing coldly.
"I must ask you to step aside." Before Akito could retort or do anything of that sort, the feather erupted with light. In a matter of seconds, the Head of the Sohma's was out.
Krad looked at Akito coldly, seeming almost scornful towards the God lying slumped against the window.
"Perhaps this will be a lesson to you…only I may interfere with the Niwa's business." With those parting words, Krad spread his wings out wide and took off into the air a small distance away.
:KRAD! What did you do to him?.: Krad closed his eyes and smirked at the fright and anger in his Host's voice.
.:Why Satoshi-sama, I never thought you would be concerned…:.
:Krad, tell me now:
.:All I did was get him out of the way, that is all.:.
There was a sharp intake of breath from within him.
:Did you kill him?.:
Krad snorted. "Really Satoshi-sama, do you expect me to go as low as to completely eliminate any intruders? I am more honourable than that."
:Krad, I'm warning you…:
"He will not go without aid, Satoshi-sama."
As if on cue, the door slid open and a person could be seen stepping into the room quietly. Suddenly noticing the slumped figure, Hatori walked faster, eyes widening in shock when he noticed what happened.
"What…?"
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The atmosphere in Shigure's house that day was not very bright or cheerful. Yuki seemed to be distracted from his usual calm appearance, instead looking quite agitated as he leaned on the table. Shigure, trying to restore the cheerfulness back into the house, was singing in his stupid way and sailing through the house, much to the horror of his editor. Kyo was up on the roof, staring quite gloomily out into the sky.
And what of Tohru?
She was rushing from Sohma to Sohma, trying to brighten them up while at the same time attempting to hold back the tears. She could have never imagined the shock of having a close friend have their memories erased. And she was sure that this was not a new experience for the Sohma's.
"Don't worry Mii-chan, I promise you that I'll have it done by the end of today!" Shigure nodded mock-solemnly, seated at his writing table. Mii wailed, yet dragged herself out of the house and back home, trusting the author to his word.
"Ah, poor, gullible Mii-chan…" Shigure sighed, swivelling around in his chair. In a flash, he was out of the room and back to annoying the Sohma residents.
"Kyo-kun, could you please go buy some milk from the milk bar? We're out of-!"
"GET IT YOURSELF YOU STUPID DOG!"
CRASH!
"Yuki-kun, do you think that you could possibly persuade Kyo-kun to-?"
"For once I support the stupid cat's decision."
BOOM!
Shigure went to his last resort. "Tohru-kun, do you think that you could ask Kyo-kun to go to the shops? Please?" Shigure begged a startled Tohru.
"Um, ano…Kyo-kun seems to be in a bad mood though…"
"Then, I suppose…that I shall never see a carton of milk in my house again." Shigure wailed dramatically, a hand against his forehead. "Oh, lovely, delicious milk…we enjoyed you while you lasted, but I guess…that this is…goodbye." With a resigned sigh, Shigure flopped down onto the ground.
Of course, Tohru immediately started panicking. "Eh, Shigure-san! Are you alright?.!"
No reply.
"E-e-e-eto, I don't think Kyo-kun will go, so I'll go get it straight away Shigure-san!" Tohru cried, pulling off her apron and rushing around the house, putting away the broom she was using to sweep the floor and searching desperately for her money.
Yuki sighed as she rushed out the door. "Honda-san…he's only kidding…" but she was already gone.
In the kitchen, Kyo stood, leaning against the refrigerator. In his hand was a carton of milk. A near-full carton of milk, that is. He gave a frustrated sigh, taking a sip of the milk.
"Stupid dog…"
Meanwhile, Tohru was already off the small walking trail and onto the main path, where she hurried along, hoping to get the milk before anything too 'drastic' happened to Shigure.
So hurried she was, indeed, that she didn't notice another person that was walking in front of her.
"Oof!" Tohru cried out, staggering backwards from the impact of the crash. She opened her eyes, looking at the other person. Her blue (?) eyes widened.
"Niwa-kun!"
Said boy looked up with large red orbs. "Eh? Honda-san?"
"Are you alright? I'm really sorry for bumping into you like that, I wasn't watching where I was going and I'm really sorry and I'm-"
"That's ok Honda-san, but I have to go now. Bye!" he called out, turning and running down to main path. Tohru watched him go, blinking.
"Niwa…kun?"
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"Argh…I find this extremely annoying." Dark muttered, running down the path in Daisuke's form. With had disappeared off somewhere earlier, presumably when Hatori had arrived, so using his wings - and his own body - was not an option.
He stopped as the path came to a fork. Straight ahead was the town. On his left was the path that led to another, quite empty, residential area. More specifically, the Sohma estate.
He smirked, which looked quite strange on Daisuke's face. He could sense it…quite strongly too.
"Just who I was looking for." He muttered, taking off at a run down one of the paths.
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Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
Sailing over cheerfully to the phone, Shigure picked it up. "Hello, Sohma residence!"
The dog listened seemingly happily for a minute, occasionally bobbing his head in agreement. Outside the room, on the veranda, Yuki leaned against the wall, listening.
Kyo paused on his way downstairs, his alert cat ears picking up the tiny voice that was Hatori's over the phone. The house was silent except for Shigure's occasional 'ahs' and 'I sees', as all of them, somewhat unconsciously, listened to the conversation.
For a minute, there was a pause. Shigure blinked a few times. "What was that Haa-san? What? He's…in a coma?"
A sharp intake of breath was heard from outside, but the dog ignored it. "How? Who did it? Was it some sort of accident?"
This went on for a few minutes, the conversation now indecipherable by the two eavesdroppers, before Shigure finally said his goodbyes quietly and replaced the phone.
At the same time, Yuki and Kyo both entered the room. "What happened?" Yuki asked immediately, frowning when Shigure half shrugged his shoulders.
"Apparently, Akito's in a coma."
"How?"
"Absolutely no idea, according to Haa-san. He just came into the room and saw him lying there at the window." Shigure waved his hand indifferently. "I'm sure it was another one of his medical conditions Yuki, probably nothing serious."
He didn't really notice Kyo's curses that were being muttered under his breath.
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"You…"
"What do you want?"
"We need to talk."
"…really now…"
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-Twitching- What…a lame…cliffy…Dx sorry for taking so long. Writer's block mixed with school is NOT good. :( And in case you didn't notice, Krad's character has taken a major mood shift from chapter 13. xD Please R&R!