H'okay … so I got like four reviews and 74 page views. o.o Strange … I thought people'd just leave this alone or something … Nyoh' well. You wanna know what the sad thing is? I was kinda hopin' that nobody was going to ask for more chapters since I didn't have anything planned before. Well, it's been a few months and I think I might have something in mind. It's just I'm probably going to have to improvise till then. M'kay? X3 Also, before I say anything else, in the other chapter, I was trying to write like someone who knew what they were doing … and I kinda was.
… kinda … What I had in mind for this story was that it was just a theory as to what Satoshi's situation is since I have high doubts that Yukiru Sugisaki will ever continue the series (Hey, it's been going on since a bit before 1997. That's a long time to work on a comic … but then Harry Potter was kinda back then too so …). Anyway, this story will probably contain some yaoi … coughcoughdarkxsatoshismutcoughcough and for those of you who hate yaoi but for some defective reason still read this and pray that the boys end up with one of the Haradas … I'll try not to bash them too much… -shakes shovel at them- I'ma givin' you a break! Thank me! … -Aherm- … Well, at least some of it will be based on theory … So without further ado … here's another chapter to my probably-on-going-DNAngel-fanfiction …
DISCLAIMER: I do not own DNAngel. For if I did, I would've revealed Satoshi's past a looooooooooooooong time ago. Like the eleventh book … Yeah, I thought she'd say somethin' about it in that volume … Grr.
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The light of the moon shone a silvery light over the small town of Azumano. It was late at night, a time where everyone was resting in bed, dreaming of any fantasy their minds randomly thought of at the last moment of their being awake. Hazy grey clouds moved swiftly by the celestial bringer of this faint glow, casting the world in temporary shadow.
And then, from the side of a black deserted road, stumbled the form of an immensely pale teenager. Panting softly, his deep blue eyes trying so hard to keep from falling closed, he leaned up against a wall. Though most would guess that he had perhaps had a bit too much to drink, as most teenage boys do, the boy tried his best to keep himself from collapsing and falling unconscious to confirm this.
But not all of them knew what his family line carried throughout the many centuries that they had existed. Or the fact that this particular boy now carried it.
No one could hear the cold, sadistic voice laughing within the boy's mind, causing his breathing to quicken in fear. The voice belonged to that of an angel that had supposedly 'blessed' the boy with his presence. To the angel's recent host, though, this 'blessing' was no better than having to carry a parasite. In fact, that was what this being was. He was literally an infection that his family had carried, and the cause for all but the boy's deaths.
If it wasn't for the boy's quick thinking in binding the 'angel' with a seal only performed by the most elite in his family …
The boy would shudder at the thought of what would happen. There had been cases where, when the angel murdered a branch to his family, he would obtain the body of his host even after he died and control it. The only way to stop this would be to burn the body as quickly as possible. Thus why there were no remains of any of his ancestors. Not including his mother.
The feeling of two strong arms wrapping themselves around the boy's waist and the soft pressure applied to his shoulder forced the boy to stiffen.
Satoshi-sama …
The angel's voice was dripping with malice and mock caring. Satoshi refused to acknowledge his other.
Why did you not let me handle that Niwa and the Kaitou? It is obvious to anyone that a pair of handcuffs with no magical property will ever stop him … and your growing liking for that dirty Niwa is getting worse every time you set your eyes on him … Why not let me dispose of that filth?
Satoshi didn't bother to turn his head to speak to the angel. "Because, Krad, I would have let you rid of the only thing that can free me from you." Every nerve in his body pulsed, releasing a bit of the infection that was Krad into the poor boy. Satoshi pressed his face against the cold bricks of the building, a small gasp and a few groans from the extreme pain escaping his trembling lips.
Krad tutted mockingly, releasing one arm from around Satoshi's waist and waving one of it's fingers from side to side. Ah… that hurts Satoshi-sama … and this proves my point … it is thanks to that Phantom Thief that you have become so rebelliou-
"It is thanks to your constant torture that I even say such things to you!" Satoshi spat, his hands gripping the wall so hard that they started to crack somewhat. "Saying you care so much for me, but then turning on your word the last second and destroying anything dear to me!"
I only do so because I do not want anything to come between you and me … Krad said, brushing his lips against Satoshi's ear and holding the boy's chin with his free hand. I do so because you are my everything, and as such, you must focus only on me.
Satoshi glared at the wall in front of him, wishing that it was Krad. A pause slipped into their argument, the only sounds being heard between the two were a nearby cricket chirping, the soft rustle of a cool breeze, Satoshi heavy breathing, and the faint chuckle that told him that Krad had receded to the back of his mind.
It was apparent that their conversation was over.
For now.
After a few moments of waiting for the pain to at least subside to a small degree, Satoshi pushed himself off the wall and headed home. As Satoshi eventually approached the private home that his father had given him for his fourteenth birthday just a year before, he took the time to stop on the bottom step of his porch, and look up at the sky. As bad as the situation was now … it seemed the world went on unaffected and as peaceful, Satoshi was sure, as the night it was first born.
Had he not been so afraid to awaken Krad, Satoshi probably would have smiled at the moon.
He had heard once, that the Hikari's had created the silver orb that controlled the night. If that were so, Satoshi thought once, long before he had known of Krad's existence, then his family must've used up a good portion of the earth at the time … probably why it was much smaller than most planets.
Slowly bringing himself out of the daze, Satoshi unlocked the front door to his home and walked in without another word or thought.
-O.o.O-
"Dark?"
A boy with spiky red hair asked his counterpart while lying in his bed, arms crossed over his chest.
What…?
A tired, cracked voice replied, causing the red head to twitch slightly at the unpleasant sound. "Oh! I'm sorry! Did I wake you up?"
Nah … it's like I should be asleep or anything … it being three-in-the-freaking-morning …' It was obvious that the Kaitou was upset. 'But since I'm up … what did you wanna say, Dai?
Daisuke Niwa stuck out his lips a little, his strange large red eyes giving off a sense of innocence and worry. "It's just … I was thinking … about what you did to Hiwatari-kun earlier tonight …"
You mean when I tossed him into the next building? C'mon! Creepy boy can take it, the window and the bench cushioned his fall!
"And that's supposed to make it better how?!" Daisuke asked, slightly angry with Dark's comment. "Besides," he added, "He fell on the corner of the bench…"
Dark sighed. It was strange how nowadays Daisuke would care so much for a boy who stalked him. However, he did have a point with the bench…
Tell you what, Dai. You let me sleep, and I won't toss Hiwatari through a building no matter how tempting it may be—
"Dark!"
Alright! I won't! I won't! … Sheesh, gotta suck the fun out of everything…
Daisuke thought about this for a moment. "Can I … add one more thing?"
You're already pushing it with the 'Don't hurt my boyfriend!' idea…
Daisuke pouted slightly but shook off Dark's comment. "Could we visit Hiwatari-kun in the morning? I'd like to apologize…"
The Kaitou sat in silence for a moment, though if Daisuke had been sitting in front of a mirror, he'd see amethyst eyes watching him and making sure that this was exactly what the red head wanted to do.
…Alright … but let me speak to him when you're done, 'kay?
Daisuke blinked. What would Dark want to talk to Hiwatari-kun about? However, he agreed to this and left Dark alone. His last thought before closing his eyes and giving in to the comforting darkness, was if his friend wasn't in pain thanks to Dark … or Krad.
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Daisuke approached the door to Satoshi's home the next morning, adjusting his shirt to make sure he didn't look as worn out from last night as he felt. It was about six 'o' clock a.m. School didn't start for another hour … but normally Satoshi was there a half hour earlier. The red head wondered how a boy who had already taken these classes could be so motivated as to get up long before most of the teachers even did.
Taking a deep breath to prepare himself for an onslaught of the usual 'How are you?' questions he normally asked after a night of thieving. Reaching out his hand, Daisuke gently tapped the door.
… that was pathetic …
The redhead froze for a moment, surprised that Dark was even awake. "Ah … what was?"
If you want to wake up Sleeping Creepy, you have to hit the door harder.
"And why do you suddenly care? I'm just trying to see if Hiwatari-kun is okay—"
Good luck with a weak sound like that …
Daisuke sighed and started to hit the door a little harder. "Better?" It's an improvement, but hit a little bit harder.
"Okay! See? I'm hitting it—"
Dai? You can stop now…
The red head furrowed his eyebrows in confusion when he realized that he was not hitting the door. Instead, it was a pale forehead hidden behind uneven bangs of cerulean hair. "Ah!" Daisuke stepped back, pulling back his hand. "I'm so sorry, Hiwatari-kun! I- I-!"
Satoshi's eyelids drooped a little low, making it appear as if he had fallen asleep standing up. At the moment, it didn't even seem like he noticed. "It's … alright … Niwa …" His head bobbed a little. After a few moments of silence, Daisuke realized that the other boy was only wearing pants. He blushed slightly as Satoshi turned his back to him and gestured for the red head to come inside.
It was then that Daisuke noticed his ripped skin where two white wings had protruded more times than even Satoshi knew. "My god … your back …" The Niwa clapped his hands over his mouth. It was rude to point out the faults in someone's physical being.
"Mm Hm …" Was all that was said from within the large home. Daisuke stood on the porch for a few more minutes before stepping into the house to get on with asking if Satoshi was alright. He had only been to his home once, when he and Takeshi wanted to give Satoshi his missing schoolwork. Strangely, most everything that Daisuke remembered seeing looked the same as it had that day. The walls were still a pasty white, the lights the same old simple shapes, the smell of paper and pens, and the pile of books and papers scattered all around Satoshi's home.
"So what did you come here for, Niwa? If it's about what happened last night, I'm fine." Satoshi murmured as he pushed papers off a couch and readied it for Daisuke to sit on. The red head just rubbed his hand behind his head absentmindedly. "Ahaha … well … that's just what I came here for … You did kind of look like you were in more pain than how you usually are…"
Satoshi blinked.
Daisuke blinked.
"I mean-! Not that that's bad or anything!" He waved his hands in front of him, trying not to seem mean. "I … uh … You aren't always like how you are when Krad's around! And … Wait … he is always around … Well … you know … and like-!"
The Hikari let one side of his lips curl up into a smile. As critical as it seemed, Daisuke was right. Satoshi was usually in pain. Though, more physical thanks to his infection. "That's okay, Niwa. I know what you were trying to say." He leaned on his side against a wall. "Would you like something to drink?"
Daisuke shook his head. "It's alright. I had some orange juice before I left home." He grinned reassuringly, telling Satoshi that that was all he was going to have until lunch. Satoshi shrugged. "I hope you won't mind if I just let you find your own way back out the door? I need to get ready for school."
"Sure sure! I'll leave you alone. See you later then?"
"…Yeah…"
Satoshi gave the other boy a last minute wave, walking out of the room to his bedroom.
Why have you let that filth into your home? Do you not remember what he did to you last night?
Slipping off his pants to put on a fresh pair, the Hikari remained silent as he pulled on his black under shirt. Of all the most foolish things to do, Satoshi-sama, this is by far the worst!
Satoshi winced slightly as a brief pain pulsed through his body. But, acting as though it was nothing, he buttoned up his school uniform. Don't you dare ignore me! Another, much stronger, pain jolted the boy out of his forced trance. His eyes widened slightly as he struggled to remain standing up.
Why must this always end in force? What do I have to do in order to get you to understand that—
"Satoshi?"
Lifting his eyes from the floor to the doorway, Satoshi glared. Dark stood, leaning against the doorframe, his usual signature playboy smirk still on his lips just as it was the night before.
"I need to talk with you …"
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So … Hope this doesn't follow along with the 'OMGDAISUKESASKINGSATOSHIIFHESOKAYWHICHHESNOTSONOWTHERESGOINGTOBEMORETEENAGEANGSTTOBRIGHTENMYDAYANDMAKEMEFEELBETTERCUZITSHOT'. I've seen a lot of that in fanfiction … mostly ending in smut … o.o There won't be any smut until later chapters (don't worry, I'll warn ya'll). Anway … Hope this is as good as the last chapter … Funny thing is that last time I was trying to sound a little smart … this one isn't probably as smart sounding as that … but you tell me, m'kay:3
Toodles.
