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 7: The Sunset of My Emotions
Daisuke was sitting in his room, staring out his window. He was clad in black clothing, which had various shining buckles strewn across it, that was much too big for him. His family had briefed him on what he was to steal; an ancient silver crown embedded with blue jewels and intricate patterns, "The Angel's Tears." It sounds sad… Angel's shouldn't cry.
'…everyone cries,' a serious voice in the back of his head slipped the thought into Daisukes mind.
'D-dark?'
'Who else would it be?' Dark rolled his eyes at his slow Tamer.
'Sorry…it's just that, that's probably the wisest and most sentimental thing I think I've ever heard you say,' Daisuke said confoundedly.
'And ever will hear most probably,' the seriousness had disappeared once more and Dark had turned back into Dark. Daisuke sighed and began watching Wiz jump excitedly around the room.
"Hey, Wiz. You're excited about going out again, aren't you?," he smiled down at the little ball of fluff that had just jumped on his lap.
"Kyuu!!," the sprite answered happily. The phone began to ring. Maybe it's Satoshi. Daisuke went to pick up the phone in his room but it stopped abruptly.
"Moshi, moshi. Niwa residence," he heard his mother's voice from downstairs, "No sorry, I think you have the wrong number." Daisuke sighed, not realising how much he desperately wanted to talk to the young Commander.
'I wonder what Satoshi does before we steal something…' Daisuke went back to his seat and looked out the window again vaguely.
'Probably some strange, creepy ritual to catch me,' Dark helpfully suggested.
Daisuke paused for a moment, mouth slightly agape, trying to comprehend the magnitude of Dark's strangeness. '…Has anyone ever told you you're weird?'
'Many a time Dai, and it's always the same person,' Dark laughed but suddenly the image of white feathers and blonde hair flashed through Daisuke's mind. In the blink of an eye it had disappeared again. Daisuke shook his head. Weird…
"Dai-chan, sweetie! Are you ready?" his mother's voice resonated from the stairs up to his room.
"Sure, Mum!" he answered mechanically, glancing one last time out his window at the vibrant sunset. It's beautiful. I wish I had the time now to paint it. Would he be watching it too? No…he couldn't be…
Satoshi stood watching the clouds be slowly pulled into the setting sun. Streaks of red lit up the sky in the sun's last brilliant show of the day. It contrasted beautifully with the gleaming white snow that covered the balcony railing and the scene beyond it. A small smile gently settled itself on Satoshi's face, making him look genuinely happy, for once.
Elliot… his smile faded to uncertainty.
The dream was still haunting him. He could feel something moving in the air around him yet he still couldn't pinpoint what it was. He knew it had to do with the dream.
"Look past my curse…" he whispered, letting the biting air caress his face and whip his cerulean hair into his eyes, "…to the person I love…" Daisuke.
Krad's laughter suddenly filled his entire being.
"Still dreaming of the little red head, Satoshi-sama?" the Fallen Angel almost appeared behind him (1), his deadly arms wrapped tightly around Satoshi's neck.
"What's it to you?" Satoshi's reply was as cold as the snow that surrounded him.
"Well, after tonight one of them will not exist. And intend to keep Dark alive and kicking for my own entertainment," Krad smirked at the disturbed look on Satoshi's face. Meanwhile the blue haired teen tried desperately not to imagine what kind of 'entertainment' a kicking and screaming Dark would be.
"If you kill Daisuke, Dark will be gone too," he replied in a calm voice. The Fallen Angel pretended not to notice that the younger boy's arm was shaking uncontrollably.
"That's not what I was referring to. I-" Krad stopped short as the door behind him opened. He slowly slipped away like silk, back into the depths of Satoshi's consciousness. Satoshi let out a breath he wasn't aware he'd been holding in. Kira raised an eyebrow but let it pass like so many other things.
"You do know you were calling out in your sleep?" she leaned her chin on his shoulder, casually surveying the scenery. It was Satoshi's turn to look surprised.
"I wasn't aware of it," he replied coolly. Please say for the love of everything that I did not say in my sleep what I think I said.
"You said 'Don't leave me here. Please don't leave. What do you mean? I don't understand.'" he shifted slightly under her weight, "I've heard you say 'please don't leave me' a thousand times before but 'I don't understand'? That's a new one," the red head glanced up at him, but Satoshi's mask was in place.
"I don't remember any dream like that," he looked the other way and she stood up properly to get a good look at him.
"I can tell when you're lying to me," she stated simply, her piercing blue eyes roving over his face, "Was it a dream about Daisuke?"
"N-no," he stuttered quickly. Please Kira… don't start this now. Satoshi could feel Krad's presence in the back of his mind like a cat waiting to pounce.
"Liar. He's the only thing in the world that confuses the almighty Satoshi Hikari," she leaned against the railing and inspected him with an almost sad, yet amused look on her face, "All these years you hide your true self from everyone to stop the pain and then he comes along and all your barriers are useless."
"That's not true!" he glanced down and his eyes fell into shadow.
"Admit it! He has gotten past every single wall you ever put between yourself and normal people! And you refuse to acknowledge that! Satoshi… why!? Why won't you tell him?" she implored the cold boy. If you refuse to see yourself, then I will force you to look in the mirror Satoshi.
"Because I could kill him if I did!" Satoshi yelled furiously. This response caused Kira to almost jump. He looked up at her and his eyes reflected the gleaming red sky. They were filled with a passion and fury Kira had never seen them possess. Then the blue sorrow began to bleed back in and his voice faded to choked sobs, "Because I'd rather see him hate me and live rather than…"
An eerie silence engulfed them. It was almost as if the world had suddenly stopped spinning at those very words. Kira watched the pain slowly seep back into Satoshi. Black clouds were gathering and slowly drawing towards the sun. The layers and layers of ice that Satoshi placed between his heart and everything else slid back into place.
Suddenly Satoshi's cell phone went off. The world was no longer a silent land of sorrow.
"I swear, this gets easier every time," Dark remarked cockily as he flew over the police.
'Well, you have been doing this for 300 years. I'd be a bit worried if you were worse than the police, who have only been around for 30 years,' Daisuke commented, laughing at Dark's offended look.
'That's unfair to say about the police. They're not that old! Creepy boy has only been around for half that time,' Dark smirked as it was now Daisuke's turn to look offended.
'Don't call him that!' the flustered red head babbled.
'Ohh, getting all defensive, are we?' Dark grinned as the bright red rose up in Daisuke's cheeks.
'Concentrate on where you're flying, Dark,' was the embarrassed and somewhat irrelevant reply.
Dark finished his round of taunting the police and swooped down to the museum rooftop. How hard can this be? A smirk crossed his face as his wings disappeared and he sailed through one of the museums many windows, breaking it open as he went.
Satoshi stood inside the dark museum, slightly covered from view in the shadows, watching the artwork that Dark would steal. Kira had almost begged to come with him but, in the end, this piece affected her too greatly and she knew it. He had left her in the snow, with empty words of comfort resounding in her ears.
+Let me return you, to a home without windows.
My sinful place, a Chivalrous love.+
Krad pulled at Satoshi's conscious, waves of deadly lullaby, willing him to submit. Satoshi watched his post steadfastly, refusing to acknowledge that a homicidal blonde lived within him. I will not give into you.
"You know I am the only one who cares for you Satoshi-sama. I am the only one who wants what is best for you…" a cruel voice whispered mockingly in his ear.
"Liar! I will not give in to you tonight!"
Satoshi looked over to the shining, silver crown that lay on a deep red cushion. It's blue gems caught the light, throwing it in hundreds of different directions, giving an amazing illusion of depth. Intricate designs flowed along it, subtly telling a tragic tale. What a sad piece… An outcast angel of heaven taken in only to be rejected again… she made this and encased herself in it until she could find a way to be free…
"Reminds you of someone, Satoshi-sama?" blue eyes flickered up.
+Gather all the shredded feathers
And lay them before you+
Dark burst into the room, several police hot on his trail. Slamming the doors behind him, he pushed all his weight against it whilst the police on the other side did the same.
"Your skills are slipping, Dark…" Satoshi slowly walked towards a window and pulled down on the curtains, hard. The resulting crash made Dark swing around wildly.
"H-hiwatari-kun!" Daisuke's slightly shaken voice came from Dark's mouth. Satoshi raised an eyebrow as he carried over a curtain rod and shoved it between the door handles.
"I though it was Satoshi now…" the older boy said quietly, looking down, he masked his pain.
"W-why are you helping me?! ... Satoshi," Daisuke looked up at him and Satoshi found that Dark's eyes were red. The police banged against the door again.
"Damn! He must have blocked it with something! Where's the Commander!? What do you mean he can't be found!?" various voices came angrily from the other side of the door. Satoshi smiled slightly at his unit's general panic and disorder.
"Satoshi-kun?" Daisuke asked again, as his friend went over to the case containing the treasure he was to steal.
"This piece is particularly important to someone I care about, Daisuke-kun. Has your father, or perhaps grandfather, told you anything about 'The Angel's Tears'? The story behind it?" he gently ran his hand along the edge before letting it rest against the glass, creating a small outline of condensation.
"N-no…" Daisuke lied as he reluctantly let go of the door and walked over to Satoshi.
"There was an Angel who fell from heaven. The Hikari family found her in a field and took her in about 200 hundred years ago. She became a part of our families' feud, helping Krad capture Dark. She then rejected her part in capturing Dark and helped humans instead. She eventually fell in love with one of the Niwas…which my clan seems common at doing," at this point Satoshi looked up at Daisuke before continuing, "She was rejected by the Hikaris and was locked away for revenge…inside this artwork."
There was a loud whining noise from the door and a light appeared through the small cracks.
"Dammit! They've got the power saw!" Satoshi exclaimed and indeed it was true. The police had actually had a breakthrough idea for once and were sawing through the curtain rod. Daisuke's face dropped. Of all the times for the police force to grow a brain, this was certainly not the best.
"Damn!" Daisuke pressed in the code to turn off the security before hurriedly taking off the case and grabbing the silver crown.
"C'mon," Satoshi was over at the window, opening it and swinging out onto the ledge. Daisuke followed suit and paused for a moment to look back at the museum door. When he went to hoist himself onto the roof he found a hand waiting to pull him up.
"T-thanks," Daisuke muttered taking Satoshi's hand and allowing himself to be helped up. Daisuke could feel the heat rising in his cheeks and new the colour there probably matched his hair. Thank goodness it's night and he can't see much!
"Yeah well if he doesn't notice that, he's sure as hell gonna notice that you're staring at him," Dark's voice came from inside him. Wait… inside me!?
Daisuke nearly had a heart attack when he realised he had changed back into himself sometime without noticing and if Satoshi hadn't been there to pull him back, he probably would have fallen off the roof too.
"You, okay?" Satoshi asked calmly sitting down on the gently sloping roof.
"Yeah…" Daisuke looked over at him imploringly, "Why didn't you tell me I was me!?"
"That's an odd question," Satoshi said plainly, a small smile crossing his lips. Daisuke heaved a big sigh and sat down next to Satoshi. He turned the crown gently in his hands.
"You're right… the story behind this piece is sad…" Daisuke said softly, watching the twilight moons rays bounce off the crown's jewels.
"I never said it was sad,' Satoshi said sternly.
"No… but I can tell how you feel about something by your face. When something is sad your eyes are dark blue and you tend to look down," Daisuke said thoughtfully, hardly knowing what he was saying.
"Mm." Satoshi felt a tug at his presence. Blonde strands of hair flew before his vision but when he blinked they were gone. He was too close to Daisuke. He was feeling too much emotion. Time was running out. "Daisuke-kun, do you know where that Angel is now?"
"Still inside here?" the red head asked, lifting the crown. Satoshi shook his head.
"She escaped the artwork in the form of a young girl a long time ago. Since then she has moved from host to host with the use of this crown. Every ten years or so, this crown is stolen from wherever it is being stored and then returned the next day. The Angel uses it to move onto another host, but in the process something must be sacrificed. Usually the life of the host although sometimes it has been thought that it happens differently," Satoshi glanced over at Daisuke.
"Angel...Kira-san?" Daisuke looked up at Satoshi in fascinated horror.
"When Dark stole this he had the intention of sealing away its magic, I assume. If you did that, Angel will not be able to live on and help people because, in fact, you would be sealing her away. And if you don't seal it, someone close to me will die and thousand after her," Satoshi's voice was more frantic than Daisuke had ever heard it.
"What's the right thing to do, Daisuke?" Satoshi looked up at his friend, silent pleading him to have the answer.
"I…" Daisuke looked away.
"Dark! What do you think?" Daisuke begged his other side.
"Hn," Dark replied, watching the moon.
Suddenly Daisuke noticed that Satoshi was clinging to his chest and breathing very heavily. He turned and grabbed Daisuke's hand suddenly.
"Daisuke, please go now! Turn into Dark and go!" his voice was shaking and for once Daisuke realised that Satoshi was scared. How had he not seen it before?
+I will cast my cross aside,
For the beloved form.+
Satoshi's low scream resonated throughout the night. Blonde hair began to appear underneath Satoshi's hands, which clung desperatly to his head.
'Sleep Satoshi…'
'N-n-No!'
"Daisuke! Please, seal Angel! Find Kira and seal Angel! She'll tell you what to do! I'll distract Krad, go NOW!" the older teen struggled with the words, grabbing his sides in pain.
Daisuke could hear guards underneath the windows yelling something about Dark being on the roof. Satoshi was doubled over on the roof, breathing heavily, his eyes shut tight.
"I-I can't leave you!" Daisuke put his hands on Satoshi's back but his friend jerked away.
"You don't understand..." Satoshi whispered.
'Sleep…' everything was dark and cold. He was in his dream again. No, not dream. Nightmare. Daisuke!
+Ahh, don't you see?
The end of you, is me.+
'Sleep, forever.'
A/N:
(1) in the anime series and the manga, there are times when Dark and Krad appear in ghost like form next to their Tamer's. This is what I'm trying to refer to here.
The song lyrics (in between +'s) are actually from the DN Angel series when Krad first appears. It's called Pleasure Garden and I don't know who it's by. Sorry.
Gomenasai for how long it has taken me to post this chapter!! But see, I'm trying to redeem myself by making it an extra long chapter. 8 whole pages to be exact.
Thanks for all the reviews, helpful comments and continued support! :)
Edit: Wow, I have a real penchant for being melodramatic when I want to. Sad. Still correcting shocking grammar and a couple of sentence changes.