The Sky Is a Mirror of My Emotions
Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel or anything associated with DN Angel but please I do own Kira and anything in common with her and other fictional characters is purely coincidental
Warnings: Yaoi (malexmale relationships), occasional swearing, mild violence
"talking" - talking
italics – character thinking
'underlined' – Dark and Daisuke talking to each other
"underlined" – Krad and Satoshi talking to each other
Chapter 4: Sleep Heals All
It had begun to snow lightly when they finally returned to Satoshi's apartment. It was all rather sudden and after much discussion, one very long phone call to Emiko and Kira giving Satoshi some very strange looks, it was agreed that Daisuke had better stay the night. According to Emiko there was a freak snow storm coming …and she usually knew what was going on.
"Alright mum, I'll see you in the morning then," Daisuke happily talked away into the phone whilst Satoshi busied himself in the background with their soaking wet jackets. He was listening to every word Daisuke said with growing happiness and apprehension.
"Yes, mum. I will. Yes, mum. Ye-what!? Muuuuum… Can you -? Can you please just put Dad on?" Daisuke whined. Satoshi had no idea what Daisuke's mother had said but just listening into this side of the conversation was very amusing. If only I could hear the entire thing…
"Looking for hope, are we Satoshi-sama?" a silky voice slid into Satoshi's thoughts.
"Well, well. Someone's been quiet for a while now, haven't they?" answering Krad's question with another was a tactic Satoshi usually employed with his fallen angel. It angered Krad but at least it got him off the topic of Daisuke.
"You mean ignoring you and your date," Krad lazily twirled a loose strand of hair around his finger wondering how much longer he would have to endure the close proximity of Dark for.
"He's not my date," Satoshi replied flatly, hanging the jackets on a chair over a small heating vent in the floor.
"Very well. Just hope that I keep ignoring you and your little boyfriend … Master," his mocking tone faded as Satoshi prepared to launch into a big and well rehearsed speech on how he could never be with Daisuke because of Krad and Dark and their violent family history. Krad never gave him the chance. He knew it already and was well on his way to ignoring it.
"Do you need any help with that, Satoshi-kun?" Daisuke was standing next to him, and had been for the past three and a half minutes, watching Satoshi. Satoshi's lips had been moving and yet his face betrayed nothing more than a slight furrowing of his eyebrows to suggest what his private conversation was about. At Daisuke's words Satoshi's eyes had snapped into focus and he looked rather flustered. That's so cute. Satoshi can actually manage to be flustered!
'Oh no … we've gone into the "he's so cute" stage.' Dark was mock gagging in the back of Daisuke's head.
'Dark! … well … he is,' Daisuke said slowly. He could see Dark mouth agape in his mind.
'Do you know what you just admitted!?' Daisuke blocked Dark out of his thoughts before the thief could elaborate. Instead he looked back over to Satoshi who was regarding him with an amused look.
"No, no. It's fine," Satoshi's last words were drowned out by a loud crash in the kitchen. Rushing to the source of the noise they found Kira sprawled on the floor with various pots, pans and saucepan lids everywhere, including one on her head. There were a couple of muffled sounds from underneath the pot whilst Kira pulled it off her head.
"What was that Kira?" Satoshi asked in a playful tone, one eyebrow raised as he picked up a couple of things.
"Who the hell puts matches to light the stove at the back of the pots and pans cupboard!?" was the matter-of-fact retort in English.
"What did she say?" Daisuke looked confusedly at Satoshi.
"She said she slipped," Satoshi glanced up at Daisuke while handing him a saucepan. His normally ice blue eyes glinted with amusement and their depth increased. Suddenly they had become much more entrancing than usual and Daisuke was sure he would fall into them. It took everything he had to not lean down and …
"Like hell I did, Satoshi Hikari," Kira said dryly in Japanese, cutting across Daisuke's fantasy that had gone downhill quite quickly from there. She picked herself up off the floor, all the while muttering something in Russian that neither of them could understand. They glanced at each other before quickly looking away. Kira seemed not to notice ... seemed.
Truly she had been watching them ever since she'd managed to pull the pot off her head. She had seen Daisuke almost fall head over heels onto her blue headed friend because he was staring so hard. Heh, this was easier than Satoshi made it out to be in his emails. I can't believe they haven't just fallen into each others arms as it is.
'Not all of us are as … forward as you, Kira,' Angel watched the two boys with just as much amusement but for very different reasons.
"So, dinner anyone?" Kira grabbed a saucepan with a rather vengeful look in her eye.
"Oh God…" Satoshi put a hand over his face. Daisuke just stood there with a very scared look on his face.
The wind was picking up and it battered the windows harshly. The wooden shutters of the apartment were firmly closed but even if they had been open, the only thing the three occupants would have been able to see was white.
Dinner was uneventful except for an instant where Kira asked if Daisuke had a girlfriend which caused both boys to choke on their food. And well, maybe the food was quite a phenomenon in itself. Satoshi managed to turn his choking into polite coughing while Daisuke explained that he used to have a girlfriend until they broke up two months ago. Satoshi had cautiously and rather curiously asked why it hadn't worked out with Harada-san. Daisuke said they had both liked other people. Nothing more on the subject was said.
"You guys seriously do not understand how nice it is having people who actually wash their dishes!" Kira sighed as she dried the dish Satoshi handed to her.
"The Bladebreakers are really that bad?" Satoshi asked calmly handing another dish to Daisuke who as staring, mouth agape at Kira
"Well, Rei is an angel with cleaning and Kai is alright on good days, which are more often now," with this she stopped and laughed before continuing. No one really knew what she was on about, "but the rest of them…if I could get my hands on that Tyson…" Kira wrung an invisible neck in front of her.
"You lived with the Bladebreakers!?" Daisuke was still staring in awe.
"Not as good as it sounds. Yes, they're good at beyblading, that's a given, but good grief! The general chaos of that household! It's kinda fun actually," Kira laughed outright at the fascinated look on Daisuke's face.
"That's the last one," Satoshi said tiredly. Daisuke glanced at him while Kira chatted away happily in the background to him. Really, he wasn't taking a word she said. Not being rude or anything but he was rather preoccupied. He looks so tired...and pale.
'He always looks like that, Dai-kun.'
'Is it because of Krad, Dark?' Daisuke asked anxiously.
'No, Dai,' Dark knew his angel wouldn't harm another, 'It's us… well, us and the damn police force.'
'Oh…but-'
"Earth to Daisuke!?" Kira's face suddenly came into clear view. Satoshi was gazing at him from behind Kira's red hair with a very foreign look on his face. He was looking at Daisuke almost … affectionately. It caused our poor little Dai to nearly faint with happiness. But as soon as Satoshi saw Daisuke looking at him, his face immediately became a mask again.
"Hm? Sorry?" Daisuke mused that he really should listen to people more carefully instead of holding long and complex discussions with Dark that went nowhere.
"You seem to tune out a lot, don't you?" Kira laughed kindly, "I said 'You think watching a movie would be fun, don't you?'"
"Oh, yeah. That'd be great!" Daisuke responded enthusiastically.
Needless to say Kira's version of watching a movie included forcing Daisuke and Satoshi to sit next to each other and of course to watch a pathetically girly, romantic movie. She chose "How to lose a guy in 10 days". Yes, it annoyed her but she was willing to, as Angel put it, 'torture herself' to see Satoshi be uncomfortable.
Satoshi's couch rather lacked the space for three people because he didn't have much company, per sae. Satoshi was stuffed in the middle and didn't even have enough room to move his arm to adjust his glasses.
"Why are you specifically choosing a movie you loathe, may I ask?" Satoshi looked pointedly at Kira while she made herself comfortable next to him.
"Because Krad begged me to put it on," she laughed. Satoshi could hear Krad growling in the back of his mind. Satoshi opened his mouth to tell her it wasn't a good time to anger Krad but was cut off with "Shh! It's starting!"
Within the first half hour Kira had fallen asleep, her head resting on Satoshi's shoulder.
The movie wasn't particularly … interesting, but Daisuke didn't really mind his close position to Satoshi. He could feel the warmth radiating from him and their arms had been caught almost intertwined when Kira had told Satoshi to "budge over a bit". Somewhere along the line he began to slowly fall asleep and found himself also resting his head against Satoshi. He could feel Satoshi's chest rise and fall with every breath.
Suddenly the warmth was gone. Daisuke opened his eyes and through a veil of sleep watched Satoshi deftly pick up the limp body of Kira and move away. Soon he came back, switching off the remaining lights as he went.
"Daisuke-kun, are you awake?" Satoshi's voice was different from usual. He wasn't awake enough to know why though. He nodded and Satoshi pulled his friend off the couch. Daisuke stumbled and Satoshi put Daisuke's arm over his shoulders with a small laugh, "The movie was that boring then?"
The two managed to make their way to Satoshi's bedroom, with Satoshi apologising that he didn't have another bed. Daisuke mumbled something along the lines of 'that's alright' before being thrown some spare pyjamas. Satoshi disappeared again before reappearing in pyjamas. Daisuke crawled under the covers as Satoshi pulled the shutters closed.
"Hey… Satoshi-kun?" he asked blearily as Satoshi climbed under the covers.
"Yes?" he removed his glasses and rolled over to face the red head.
"Do you ever think your actually going to catch Dark?" he asked randomly thinking of his mother who was bound to send a note anytime soon.
Satoshi sighed heavily and rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling, "No, Daisuke-kun."
"Then, why do you still try? Is it … because Krad wants to kill Dark?" Daisuke was still watching Satoshi, hazily admiring his cold beauty. He's like a marble statue, Daisuke decided, his mask is beautiful and cold but you look for what you know must lie behind it.
"Hm," he smirked at the white ceiling, "Krad doesn't want to kill anyone, I don't think. Not anymore. I want to catch Dark because ... that's what I exist to do, I suppose. I don't think I'll ever catch Dark, because I don't want to."
"But you just said that's what you live to do…" Daisuke looked confusedly at Satoshi.
"It is … but … I don't want to catch you. And I don't want to hurt you either, Daisuke-kun, but I have no choice. I'll hurt you if I catch you and I'll hurt you if I don't try ... so I just leave it as it is," he trailed off, refusing to look at Daisuke.
"I think you hurt me more than you know, anyway," Daisuke mumbled drowsily, almost entirely asleep.
"What?" Satoshi sat up quickly and looked intently at Daisuke who yawned.
"Hm?" Daisuke didn't even open his eyes. His bright red hair stuck out at angles and he was wearing a t-shirt that was much to big for him but to Satoshi he was adorable.
"What did you jut say?" the blunette inquired, not sure he had heard correctly.
"I said goodnight … didn't I?" Daisuke blinked at Satoshi earnestly.
"Oh, of course. Good night Niwa…" Satoshi looked despondently at the covers.
"Daisuke-kun," the younger boy corrected gently before falling asleep.
"Goodnight … Daisuke-kun."
A/N:
Hoorah, it's finally finished! It took me ages to do so I'm sorry I haven't posted it sooner!
Well, the bladebreakers accidentally appeared again. Sorry. Heh. I won't promise it won't happen again cause really, that's not a great idea.
Thank you all so much for your continued reviews! What would I do without you all!?
Edit: Cleaning up, yadda yadda yadda.