あり1つの事はおびえている; 逃げることはである次…
Being scared is one thing; running away is the next…
だれであるか。
Who are you?
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Blank, deep in the cold,
Staring, starting to begin
Aliening what's within...
Cold, dark and sheer
Like the fire dreamt so near
Like the angels that he feared…
Home, where he wishes to be,
Thinking of every possibility,
But sadly no family,
No where to call home…
He sat there staring. "I wish to be… alone…"
The darkness of the grave yard surrounded him as he stood unaccompanied, staring at the G.T.H.I.P. (Go to hell in peace) stone, wishing for the life he never had. He dropped the bloody roses and hissed quietly as the wind blew a harsh blow. His small jacket flew with the wind along with his thin unhealthy hair. "…I hate you…"
He remembered the bloody hand that lay on the ground, the cold deserted floor. "I'm sorry, son, but I just can't live without her…" the hatred in his voice the laughs that were silenced. He was gone, gone just like his mother. Just like anyone else is to be…
だれであるか。
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Authors note; hello everyone! I'm glad to see more reviewers this time, and I felt better, but I've been sick so its going to be a hard time updating everything, especially You Reopened My Eyes, that one killed me with the writers block and it will take a while to recover.
Well anyways, I want to thank Yuffie03 (thanks so muches), Misoka Mine (heh, thanks, I just love Dai don't you? Sweet and Kawaii! The perfect uke for Satoshi-sempai), The Oblivious Captain Anna (lol, love the name, and I just adore KraDark so most definitely see that coming.), Me (I wishes I could have replied to your review, so, here, thanks and here's the update! (; ), YamiEcho (You are mah fanfiction online friend that helped inspire me throughout this, thanks!), Dressinranch (I couldn't reply to you either, so thankyou, and yes, Dai-chan's a wimp, imagine him without thief training, remember, this is AU, anything could happen!), Mickey (You remind me of my hyper friend XD she reviews as hyper as you do!), Yuffie03 (Whoo! Thanks!), karin1004 (Thankyou, here you go.), Maple Isabell (love the enthusiasm! Thanks!), Draycos (Nya! Thankyou sooo muches), and asara kaden (Okayses, thanks?)
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Okay, I hope you understand that I'm not allowed on the com during weekdays, so it takes me a while to update…. But guess what? 2 week break! Yep, more updating from me…. I hope. But anyways, my stories usually rock, then get suckky, so I hope some stick around; it took me three friggen rewrites to write this shit…
Disclaimer- I don't own anything here except the plot, Utada-sempai and Miyamoto-sempai inspire me, as well as my always well loved reviewers. I've been put down a lot of times but now I'm back, ready to knock them dead with my writing! If you review, think of it as saving me from suicide.
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-Remind Me of the Sunset-
Eienakari
A Roxasora Final Distance production
Encounter 2- twice the heart twice the pain
(Inside out)
Daisuke stared steadily down at the now unconscious figure, confused beyond words. His mind clouded to one conclusion. That he was dead. But that was what scared him. He's never seen a dead person before. He was kept away as a kid from his dead father. He heard them whisper about how it was his entire fault, how his mother screamed for three days straight then couldn't talk for weeks. The four years, the four dreadful years of abuse. His mind took over him as he began to cry. He shook his head and fell over next to the man.
He laid and stared straight into the closed eyes of the sempai. He traced the features of the bluenette's face and sighed. There he was, staring. Brushing some of the blue hair off of the man's face, his tears began to dry. He never noticed how complicated the man looked. Of course, Daisuke only knew him for a few moments, but how could he miss it?
The maturity of his eyes, and the still childish look on his cheeks, it was cute, no, it was absolutely… attractive. Suddenly, Daisuke flustered and turned the other way. He began to wonder why he thought that. He began to lose his mind.
Suddenly, there was a click on the door, the sound of a person using the card key to open it. Daisuke gulped and began to scramble upwards only to fall over again in an odd position. He scrambled and fell again as the door creaked open. There was a grunt then a gasp at the scene. A slightly silent "whoa." Was heard. Daisuke looked down to see what was so surprising then noticed the position he landed in.
He was, ahem, on top of Satoshi. He flustered again and jumped off in surprise. The man at the door began to laugh as he looked down in utter embarrassment. "Hey you---"The voice said, finally finished laughing. Daisuke's fluster turned into a tomato blush as he began to apologize.
"GOMEN, GOMEN! I didn't mean to I swear, I wasn't even…. And I couldn't have… him… to him…" He was so red he was almost purple as naughty thoughts began to enter his mind.
"Whoa, slow down there, dobe." The word dobe made Daisuke twitch in anger. "Who are you and what were you doing to my cousin in the first place?"
"Cousin?" Daisuke asked attentively as he finally looked up to the man.
He was blonde, with long flowing hair put up into a waist length pony tail. He had the most evil golden eyes Daisuke ever had seen and the most gang like look too. His loosely wore black pants and black sweater with Donald on it on top of a dirty white shirt was the cause of that. On top of that, he reeked. "Got that right, what do you want dobe?" Daisuke twitched again.
"Don't call me that, my name is Daisuke! Dai-su-ke…" Daisuke didn't even notice the cute little pout that crept on his lips. The man flustered backwards and laughed.
"Okay, okay… you win, but only cause you're so adorable." Daisuke flustered again as he turned back to the fainted boy. "Geez, dipshit, what the hell…?"
Daisuke was fully confused. Then he noticed, "Uh, hey Mr., your Japanese isn't all that fluent you know, are you a foreigner?" The man seemed to be squished under 1000 pounds as he said that.
"First of all kid…"
"DAISUKE!"
"Yeah, Daishi…" Daisuke shrugged; there was no convincing this guy. "Don't call me Mr., it makes me sound… old. The name is Krad, Hayaku Krad. And second, Yeah, sadly, I'm from California, U.S. I'm only here, cause I was ordered by the head family to take care of dipshit."
Daisuke gave a puzzled look then smiled. "I'm glad…"
"Huh?" Krad questioned to Daisuke's sudden change in mood.
"I'm glad someone really does care about Satoshi!" Krad stared and began to question the boy's sanity, who only smacked him in return. Afterwards, it began to drift off into silence, making Daisuke bored. Of all things, Daisuke NEEDED to draw, so he slipped into the desk next to the window leaving Krad to stare at Satoshi's dead body which they had lugged into the bed a few moments before.
Daisuke sat upon the spinny chair (which he spun a few times around of course) and flipped through a sketch pad he found on the desk. Immediately, he gasped to the drawings.
"Ow!" Came a sudden yelp from Krad. Daisuke shot around.
"What!"
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Dark was beyond the dictionary definition of bored. He wondered why he had to do such stupid jobs. He sighed as he helped customer after customer get their coffee. Well, he sighed to himself at least I'm earning money…
Silence overtook the tiny Starbucks shop as lunch hour passed in. People began to disappear from the bookstore and into the food court; the silence of the store took over again. Anonymously, Dark pulled out one of his manga and began reading. "Hikaru No Go" An obvious choice to him. He flipped though the interesting pages of the novel then was interrupted by a flower smelling purse into his face.
He was about to yell when he noticed who hit him. "Risa…?"
"Dark-kun, I can't believe you didn't notice me! Are those manga books sexier than I am?" She scolded playfully.
"Maybe…" Dark was just too used to getting smacked; yes he just was smacked again by Risa. Daisuke and Risa were fun to intimidate, but you always have to pay the price. "Oi, Risa--- new dress?"
"You noticed?" She looked enthusiastic.
"No, I was actually asking if you needed one, I mean you practically where that one every day." Dark's sarcasm sounded too real. Risa sighed and jumped onto the counter.
"You really are helpless, you idiotic monkey!" She smiled and planted a kiss on Dark's cheek who smirked back.
"True, I guess I'm just a natural…" He bragged falsely, putting them both into giant fits of giggles. Riku came lugging in slowly, carrying a bunch of bags from almost every store and began yelling. "Risa! Can't you even carry ONE of these?"
"Oh sure!" Risa trotted over to the steaming Riku and took the smallest and lightest bag. "There, better?"
"I hate you…" Riku hissed bluntly while wobbling to keep balance.
"C'mon, Risa, give her a break, she looks as if she's about to die…" Dark sighed.
"Lemme think about it…" Risa thought. "No…" She began laughing, but Dark didn't join in. That was a bit too dry for his taste, as dry as he usually is that was just critically evil.
Risa stopped and caught her breath, "Well, Dark, see you later, I might call!" She dragged Riku off and winked before leaving.
As much as he used to love her, Dark couldn't stand that girl anymore. She was absolutely evil. He twisted a piece of his long bangs and looked down. He didn't know how to break it to Risa about this, how to say "I don't love you anymore." He didn't like it at all. Then suddenly, the song "goodbye" played. He slammed his head on the desk.
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The memory returned to darkness, life reapproached him, yet he was still all alone. Light then burst the darkness and his sight returned. He opened his sober eyes slowly and stared quietly at the sight before him. Long blonde hair wiggled before him. He began to question his life. Was it an angel?
Without thinking, he reached forward and grasped the golden hair. "OW!" Came a screech.
"What!" came another voice.
Many noises filled the room as he did. He abruptly let go and held his head in pain and moaned. "You piece of SHIT! You did it AGAIN!" His eyes reopened to the noise and he stared into evil golden eyes.
"…who are you?" Silence followed and laughing was heard from beside him. The blonde before him began turning red in anger. The strong hand reached out angrily to his collar and pulled the younger man closer to his face. There was no denying his murderous intent.
"You DON'T REMEMBER your COUSIN!" Satoshi felt his head sting to the sound.
"Ugh!" He moaned before weakly tugging at the hand on his neck. "Please st-stop…"
"Excuse meh-me sir, b-but th-that's no way to t-t-treat fa-family!" An angry voice rang from beside them. There stood an over angered Daisuke who stood and wobbled. "Anou, gomen, but please put him down Krad-sempai…" Daisuke stuttered to the sudden attention. He looked at Satoshi who somehow escaped from Krad's grasp and began dusting himself off.
"Thank you, Niwa-kun…" he said bluntly before turning to Krad and hissing. "Krad, Hayaku Krad, why on hell would you be here!"
Daisuke's heart fell as they began the most ominous quarrel he had ever laid eyes on. They were glaring so intensely that Daisuke was afraid it might start getting bloody but he didn't interfere, he just stood there and listened.
"Why did the main house have to send someone to help me! I'm living just fine! And of all people they choose you?"
"Hey, don't take it out on me dipshit, and first of all, if you're 'just fine' then why the hell are you in a loony house with a sexy supervisor!" All three of the boys went red.
"Now, what! You're harassing my supervisor!"
"As if you didn't think the same way!"
"And what gives you that idea!"
"Anou, excuse me…" Daisuke interrupted quietly making them turn to him angrily and yell.
"What!" The boy felt accused and felt as if he were to cry. He didn't get this at all, he knew he could be strong; he's done it tons of times towards his brother. But once he was reminded of the memory, his whole insides crash down.
Satoshi finally realized what he had done and gasped. "Anou, Go-Gomen Niwa-kun…" he said as Daisuke sat down in the exact spot he stood and began to hug his knees.
"I'm so sorry I'm being a burden!" He cried out with tears streaming down his pale cheeks.
Both cousins were confused then. They began to realize what they had done and bent down to comfort Daisuke. Daisuke, who was crying surrounded by caring people, collapsed onto Satoshi and began snoring. The pain would go away when he awoken. He knew that well. Not many adults remember how well sleep cures emotions…
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"Look what you've done!" Krad cursed at Satoshi who laid Daisuke into his bed and covered him in blankets.
"What I've done? If I remember correctly it was you who…" He was cut off by Krad's sadly poor mocks.
"meh meh meh meheeeeehhh--- I'm so stupid!" he imitated a stupid face, "nyaaa!"
"Are you mocking me?" Satoshi hissed at Krad who rolled his eyes and flicked Satoshi's forehead.
"No…" He paused, sarcasm practically dripping from the edges of his mouth. He licked the tip of his fingers and laughed dryly. "I'm mocking you, WITH pride…"
Silence overtook them after that. And all that was left of them were plain glares of murderous intent. "…you bore me…" Satoshi grunted then turned abruptly around.
"Well you piss me off!" Krad growled practically throwing the message to him.
Satoshi sighed and walked over to where his desk was to see that his drawings were touched. He looked at the boy laying in bed and smiled before sitting down again.
"What's with that perverted smile…" He heard Krad snicker.
Satoshi ignored it and began sketching patiently.
Krad hated silence, for some odd reason it scared him, he came from a pretty loud place is probably the reason. Anywhere you go and everywhere you turn there would be noise. No peace or Quiet… and Krad was begging to wonder why he's miss something as horrid as that. He held his head up with his hand and stared quietly at Satoshi's chair. He turned at the clock and listened to the tic tocs and finally realized.
"I think I've just wasted fifteen precious minutes of my life…"Krad sighed tapping his chin.
"Well, if you had at least five brain cells working you would have immediately found something to do to quench your boredom or at least left the first minute and save the other fourteen for something better…" Satoshi replied with that smart-ass tone.
Krad pretended to understand then sighed, "Can you speak Japanese, and I mean, REAL Japanese, not nerd. No one understands you…" An eraser hit Krad's nose and tumbled to the ground.
"In other words, you're just stupid…" Satoshi shortened easily.
"Why you, you wanna say that again!" Krad was definitely pissed this time.
Satoshi turned the spinny chair around and replied. "You. Are. Just. Plain. Stupid." He paused and traced each word out of his mouth properly, and for some reason felt pretty found of it. His emo look didn't change though, but that just made the comment even more intimidating.
Krad was fuming but refused to admit it and turned the other way. "You're not worth my breath…"he huffed angrily then sighed in his hands. The chair he was sitting on was absolutely hard and uncomfortable, and he didn't understand why Satoshi didn't want to go back to the main house. Their family was rich, and out of anything they could at least make his life feel better.
He sighed and remembered the orders by his Uncle Hikari.
"Bring. Him. Back." Three simple words, three simple concepts, hard to do. It was one of those "easier said, than done" things that people always complained about. But it was all right, after all they were all only humans and Krad was just a normal rich young man. That was it, period.
He glanced again at the red-head boy and sighed.
"And what's with YOUR pervy look?" Krad's ears alerted the copy snipe of his crazy younger cousin and pouted.
"…bastard…"was all he said before returning to his silent thoughts.
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Dark felt dizzy and laid down on his bed for a few minutes and decided to run through the things that just happened. His mind screamed at him as he lay there alone. He knew Dasiuke wouldn't be home by six. So he didn't worry, what he did worry about was what had happened.
He couldn't straighten it out, and he didn't like it either. And for the most of it he wondered why things had to happen so soon. He buried his head into his pillow and began to sob. It was unmanly to cry, really, but he didn't care.
It just was all too much.
He walked out of the manager's office ready to leave work and happily began to walk out the door. He waved to all his friends as he walked slowly to the manga section of the store. He smiled and picked up HunterXHunter before leaving and walked over the counter with cash in hand. He'd been waiting for this ONE novel to come out, and he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw it.
As much as Daisuke loved to paint, Dark collected manga of all sorts. He collects mostly Shounen's and sometimes Shoujo and even at the smallest of choices, shounen ai and shoujou ai.
The man happily handed Dark the receipt and bag saying' "thank you Dark, I know I can always count on you."
Dark smiled and replied, "I'm just happy that you're the bookstore man!" Dark smiled and walked towards the door waving then finally exited. It was three thirty then, and he had to get home to get a meal ready for his oddly beloved omouto, and he knew that. But what to stop him, but to see her.
To see her standing there surprised, to see her standing there in fear. Her brown eyes with tears rolling down her face as she held hid hand.
To see her standing with another guy…
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Risa sat alone in her room and cried endlessly, tears overflowing and filling her room. The other man, Mamashi sat beside her and rubbed her back caringly. She didn't want him to know, she didn't need him to know, but she just couldn't help it.
She clung onto the boy's shirt and continued weeping. "I'm so sorry Mama-kun… I didn't want you to see that…"
"It doesn't matter, I'll be here for you always. "
She placed her hand on the slap she had received that day and began crying again.
"Th-Thankyou, Mama-kun…" She sobbed while hugging Mamashi, "I guess, that's why I love you more…"
"That's right who needs him… after what he did, after what he said, do you even want to see him anymore?" He comforted dryly
"Nu-no…"
"Good…" He replied while stroking her hair.
Riku sat outside the door and mumbled. She knew Dark better than them; she knew everything that Dark was feeling. Every bed word, every name, and every cuss he yelled at her was true. She knew it so well. After all, she lived with the monster.
For once she felt sorry for Dark and began doing the laundry. She couldn't have liked him in that way, and even if she did, she would have broken up with him first day. It wouldn't be him, it would be her. She knew her feelings and found them all out from the time Daisuke rejected her. And she felt relieved he had done so, or she would have ended up somewhat like Risa.
The laundry began swishing around in the machine as she sat down and thought about the odds. Then smiling, she grabbed her coat, and left.
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(A/N- I'm sorry, I'll make all the confusing parts REALLY detailed in the next chapter where you'll find out every detail of the fight. &smiles& promise!)
Daisuke yawned and sat up on the bed. He was tired beyond belief. Looking around, he noticed that the rehab thing wasn't a nightmare and groaned. He fell back down on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly.
"Niwa…" He cringed to his name.
"Anou, nani na?" he asked looking for where the voice came from.
"Over here, silly…" Daisuke looked over to the door where Satoshi stood holding a crate of ice cream.
"Oh! Ice cream and the strawberry short cake to! How did you---"Daisuke was confused but was cut off.
"while you sleep… you mumble out odd sounds, and most of it had to do… with strawberry shortcake ice-cream" Daisuke blushed but Satoshi only smiled and sat next to the Niwa, and giving him his ice cream.
The red-head happily took it and began eating in delight. Satoshi was glad that the boy was happier then and began to eat his ice cream as well.
"Anou, where's Hayaku-kun?" Satoshi cringed to the sound of the name and sighed.
"He's invading the food court… practically ordering every single kind of food thee and somehow being able to pay for it all." Daisuke smiled.
"Well, he prolly just wantsta study the food here! At least he's occupied now!" The smile on Daisuke's face made Satoshi fluster a bit causing him to look downwards.
"Anou, are you OK?" Daisuke asked in concern.
"Uh… yeah… just a little tired is all."
"Then maybe you should rest…"
Satoshi looked up again. Daisuke's eyes were full of concern and sincerity, Satoshi fell right into the blankets. "Maybe I should…"
Daisuke nodded happily and jumped off the bed giving the boy room to rest.
"By the way, Hiwatari-kun, you drew these didn't you…?" Daisuke said before Satoshi got into the covers.
Daisuke was painting directly to Satoshi's mini sketch book with interest overflowing his face. "I'm sorry; I'm just very interested in art…"
"Really? I am---"He was interrupted by the door slamming open and a familiar rival Blondie barging in.
Satoshi gave a murderous aura and slowly turned towards Krad who was still recovering to understand what was happening.
Daisuke backed away with a soft giggle and smiled as the two began fighting again.
Maybe it's just destiny that causes them to fight.
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Ding Dong…
The rain had only started moments before, and it deepen its pace and sound. Dark stumbled from his bed to the door. He didn't care how weakened he looked or how oddly tired he may be, he just went down.
He imagined what Daisuke would say to him when he got home, then suddenly remembered it may be Daisuke, and in a quick rush he slammed open the door.
Not expected at all stood a short haired brunette holding a black umbrella and a CD.
"Riku?"
"Look, Dark, we need to talk…"She said to the point and invited herself in with courage.
Dark backed away and sat on the couch, beginning to think again. "What…" he started then stopped while Riku cleaned herself off.
"About today…" he gulped to the calmness in her words.
Oh shit!
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A/N-- Ciffy! Cliffy! Yaya! I feel happy, this is the like LONGEST I've written! I mean with the font size 10, fourteen pages about ! smiles Sorry this is so late, I'm having each and every chapter (or at least try) to get longer and more exciting than the last, since I absolutely suck at things like that. :( ''' so here you go.
Again I try to reply to every review, (unless they are anonymous without address) and I give giant cakes and put their names up every chappie. I love you guys who like this story and crap, thanks!
Oh and I'm on a dare, and suggestions where I can write like 100 drabbles of 'something' from anyone would make me happy.
And suggestions for good summaries for this specific story would also be much appreciated. Until next time!
BTW, there is no plot; plots usually bore me in my writing…