Hey everyone, chap 8 up now!

The clock is ticking, personally i hope for Dark that he would just stop wasting his precious time with Dai. Uh god, i can't wait till the true Yaoi comes, mmm...later chaps...Normally i'm a really impatient person so that's why i'm taking my time with this fic. Hehehe..

And the updates work as usual, the story with most reviews will be updated first, and that's why i've had so much time to write chapters for this story...will it continue...:p

Tuli-Susi: Why is it that all of you feel so sorry for Dark? Is it because he's clueless or because he might lose Dai in the end and he's wasting his time with Dai picking on him? Anyways welcome to my fic, new reader! Yay!

dnangel648: Well, good Dark is cute, evil Dark is just nasty! But no ones cuter than Dai!

T.O.C.A: Yeah it's amusing, for now;)

kikyobashing101: Well Dark has some secrets too, he's not evil in for no reason. Even though what he does is wrong and no traume or anything can excuse sucha behavior.

yaoi kitsune: Yes, that sickness really exists, but it's not a sickness that is very common so there's a big chance that none of you know it. I forgot the name for it, but if i remember it'll be mentioned in later chapters. Let's just say that Dai is very lucky, his version of this sickness is very VERY mild. But still dangerous.

Nightmaric: Is that good or bad? I hope its good:)

- glomps Yuugi : Sorry i'm a very confusing person. Day one: Dark meets a very screwable looking dai at the exhibition. When Dai tries to wash away the colour that same night, it doesn't go away. Day two, Dark at school Dai's not there because he's home sick so he doesn't see him at all, then later that day he sees the blackhaired Dai in the mall and doesn't recognize him as his classmate but as the hot artist he saw yesterday. Day three: Dai returns to school wearing a hat, Dark already knows that he has 'red' hair so he doesn't suspect anything. Later that day he invites Dai out, the Dai he thinks so dearly of. And now this chapter centering around that same evening where i left off, with Dark waiting for Dai.

TheFutureMrs.HaruSohma: Well, i think the dumb Dark is more funny, because he just don't get it! Haha, and what will he chose when the moment comes? Will he distance himself from Daisuke completely or become a better person and love everyone's little fave redhead.

Rio Hime: Well that's what i think too, School is shit, but i gotta give my school the honor of teaching me english. God i don't think i can live without that language! Well without english i wouldn't be able to write this story.

Disclaimer: The usual yawn Don't own, don't sue.

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Love you to death

By: Feilan87

Chapter eight

A shoulder to cry on

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When we want something bad enough...

When we'd give up everything to have it...

We've found the one true thing that makes us feel alive…

But I feel more dead than alive…

He grabbed his jacket, ignoring the silent tears sliding down his cheeks. He couldn't stop crying, he was afraid. It had all been a lie. If it was just getting worse he didn't feel like being careful anymore. To hell with it all!

The street lights were on, reflecting in his teary eyes as he ran past them faster than he'd thought possible. For a moment he thought his body would be able to bear it. His legs carried him away, away from his home, away from the sickness.

Why? Why me? What have I done to deserve this? Am I such a burden for this world that I have to die?

Flashback

He heard the phone in the kitchen. Why wasn't Towa-chan picking it up?

He hurried out in the hallway grabbing the other phone. But Towa-chan was already on downstairs. He could hear her voice.

"Emiko? Should I go get Daisuke for you?" Towa-chan offered.

"No, it's best, if he doesn't know." Emiko said on the other end, you could hear she was crying. "I never thought it would… I…I thought I could protect him from it as long as he didn't know about the results...then it was as if it didn't exist…I kept convincing myself that…it would stop."

"Calm down, what is this all about?"

He could feel his heart pounding uncontrollable fast in his small chest.

"I saw the new results today. It's getting worse. They say that if continues that way his life may be shortened with ten more years if not more...I can't believe it…my Daisuke...he's…"

Daisuke held his breath, silent tears craving their way out, but he had to hold them back, he wouldn't cry. He wouldn't.

"But you said he was getting better! You should tell him, you can't lie to him about this forever. He's already been locked up in this house for almost fifteen years!"

"I know… that's why Kosuke made me agree to let him go to school since that's what he wanted so badly, I just can't help but fear…that…" Emiko's voice broke into another sob.

"You're his mother, of course you fear for his life, but… if you don't tell him then it'll just be worse in the end."

"Don't tell him, I'll tell him myself. He's getting weaker, soon he may not be among us anymore. I just don't want him to spend the rest of his time in darkness and fear."

Daisuke could feel the tears press on. Soundlessly he put the phone back in it's holder on the wall, his arm falling lifelessly down his side.

He…wasn't going to get better. He would only get weaker…slowly fade away as if he'd never existed. He needed to get away, get away now. No more pain.

No more.

End of flash back

Pain was his only strength, the pain that drove him, the pain that kept him alive, and the pain that made him human, the pain of uncertainty.

Where was he going? He had no idea where he just ran, ignoring the pain the best he could.

His whole body ached from the overexertion he caused himself, but he wouldn't stop. He could feel his legs begin to stumble under him, but even though he nearly fell he always gained balance, forcing himself further. Further.

Through the silent streets, no one was out, it was around ten, and the sky was dark, dark and clear. Normally he would enjoy it, coz then he could see the stars, but now there was nothing that could make him feel better. Nothing. He'd just been filled with lies. Was any of it true? He seriously doubted it.

There right ahead was a fountain. He could hear the calm sound of the water falling. His legs were trembling furiously under him, he had to stop. His eyes fell on the bench near the fountain. A boy was sitting there, with his head down, hugging one knee. He was sleeping.

"D-dark?!" He heard himself call with his trembling voice. Was Dark still waiting for him? Had he been sitting here for two hours just waiting for him to come?

The boy opened his eyes immediately as if the sound of his name would wake him from his deepest slumber. Though it wasn't that, it was Daisuke's voice that brought him to vigilance.

His amethyst eyes fell on the exhausted boy in front of him. He didn't know what to say. He came. He came! Even though it was a little late now. Had he been sleeping?

"Daisuki, I thought you wouldn't come." Dark jumped off the bench bringing the smaller boy into a tight embrace. He'd dreamed he could come to him, was this just another one of those dreams?

He had expected Daisuki to protest against it but he didn't, he was silent. He could feel the boy trembling. Tears in his beautiful ruby eyes, but it didn't make him less beautiful. He held the boy, silently, letting him cry out. He knew that even if he asked what was wrong, Daisuki wouldn't tell him. It hurt to see him like this, in pain and despair.

He held him like that, tightly yet gentle as he boy slowly, began to calm a little. He'd never noticed before just how fragile this boy seemed, much like glass, so devastatingly beautiful yet so overly feeble. He wanted to take his pain away, or at least to share his pain.

"Dai-chan…" He whispered the name with such affection that it send the boy into another flood of tears. "I…I'm sorry. Please don't cry."

Dark's eyes widened as he could feel the boys arms find their away around his neck. For a moment he felt his heart jump, at the touch, Daisuki was hugging him back. "I'm not crying for you, I'm crying because I want to!"

Dark smiled at the muffled, however strong voice, but he could hear some of its old stubbornness return. "That's good, I wouldn't want you to cry because of me."

The boy instantly tensed in his arms, like the words had hit him hard.

"I haven't done anything wrong, why must he hate me so?" Daisuki whispered, with his muffled voice as he buried his face in Dark's warm chest.

"Who would ever hate you?" Dark asked, lifting the boy off the ground.

"God, he hates me." He knew it, god hated him, he had to or else he wouldn't do this to him. However, the stupid, blind, and very arrogant Dark's next words stunned him more than anything.

"No he doesn't, he's envious of you." Dark said, nuzzling those soft black and red locks. Why did this boy seem familiar to him? As if he was another person? Someone he was supposed to know.

"I don't understand?" Daisuki asked as his tears had finally stopped. Why was Dark the only one who could comfort him? Why did it those words soothe him so?

"God is envious of us… Because any moment might be our last, everything's even more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now, we will never be here again." Dark simply stated, as he looked at the small boy, though he wished he was wrong, he would love to stay like this forever. He didn't want this feeling to end. He didn't want him and Daisuki to end.

Daisuke was even more shocked now, because Dark's words actually made sense. Worst of all, why did it feel so good to be close to Dark, did that mean he liked Dark even though he was a complete asshole and rather stupid for not recognizing him? He froze as he felt the arms wrapping tighter around his waist. There was almost no space between them as Dark forced there bodies close. For a moment he thought he couldn't breathe, but it wasn't because the hug was too tight, it was too pleasant, and it frightened him to feel that way. He'd never been this close to anyone, how could he just feel so relaxed in the arms of his unfeeling classmate. It was wrong. It was tempting to stay that way but couldn't allow himself to fall for Dark. No way. Not in a million years.

"Dark, you can let go of me now, I think I'm okay now." Daisuki whispered. Dark looked a little displeased with the boy's sudden confidence. He tightened their hug but only for a short moment before he let go. Daisuke immediately dropped to his knees.

He had forgotten how he'd forced himself to run. His legs we're still aching painfully. "Er…Dark, could you-?"

"You didn't even have to ask." Dark said lifting Daisuke up from the ground, carrying him bridal style. "You're too light you know that?"

Daisuke didn't answer as the warmth soon engulfed most of his body again, the frightening, but overly pleasant affection.

"So I guess I should help you home?" Dark tried to be friendly why did that always seem wrong? This wasn't like Dark, this Dark was a façade, like Daisuki was his façade. None of it was real. Maybe they both knew about the other but as long as they were outside school, they would be able to accept the other…in a way. This was a opposite universe, with a different Dark. A Dark he could see as a friend.

"No! Please, I don't want to go home." Daisuke begged. He wanted to do something, something reckless.

"But I've waited for you for two hours I'm already late at work…I…I…Aww why do you look at me like that?" Dark said with fake accusation, he felt all worries melt away in the boy's big ruby eyes, reminding him strangely of that of a puppy. "Well, you could come with me at work but I seriously doubt you want to."

"It's fine, anywhere but home." Daisuke said, his mind still returning to his mother's conversation. If he was going to die anyway he might as well blow it all. Tired of not doing anything, he wanted to do exactly what he felt like from now on.

"Allrighty then." Dark said as he left the fountain with the object of his sleepless nights. The boy was silent most of the way, but then as they walked straight to the Centrum of the city he got livelier.

"Wait, where do you work?" He asked noticing the noisy atmosphere.

"I work at this nightclub, I'm a bartender, don't tell me I didn't warn ya." Dark smirked.

"What?!" Daisuke clung to Dark, fear showing in his ruby eyes. He had only heard of those places through his mother, and she had strictly forbidden him to go such a place. It was too dirty, and would probably get raped and much more.

"It's okay it'll be fun, lots of people for you to talk to, ne? Or you could help me behind, I wouldn't mind then it's easier to protect you." Dark stated with a wide grin.

"Wait, but you're only 16! How can you work here? Wait, protect me? Is that necessary?"

"Yeah, how did you know? Anyways as long as you don't tell anyone there's no problem, right? About the protection. Well let me put it this way, you're little and cute and very very VERY, multiply by a million, MOLESTABLE! And if you're not careful you'll get jumped countless of times tonight by the visitors. " Including me! Dark smirked. "Got my point?"

"I think." Daisuke mumbled feeling his heart begin to pound faster as they neared the backdoor.

Poor Daisuke, what did he get himself into this time. Dark as bartender, i bet none of you saw that one coming! sigh Oh i just love to write twists, they are the fuel of a story. Wait i see something coming...what is it? Hmm...Pool, i like that game, especially with beginners. Will Dark take the chance and get into a little more perverted mode or will Daisuke get too touchy when it comes to it? I don't think Dark really wants to teach him the game i just think he wants to touch him!

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