Broken
...Twenty-second Part: Dark...
/'...found dead today, in an alley near the post office. She was reported missing about a week ago...'/
On the television screen next to the reporter who was filling everyone in on the latest news, was a picture of a pretty young woman with short blond hair and a pleasant smile that reminded me a lot of Daisuke when he was embarrassed about something. The caption beneath the photograph read: Kiisho Yamura.
I leaned on the back of the chair Daikii was sitting in, listening in with mild interest.
Then Krad walked out of our room, yawning. "Dark, why don't you – Who is she?" he wondered, changing his question mid-sentence.
"She was murdered, apparently," I informed him, sounding rather disinterested. When Krad didn't say anything more, I looked back at him to find a handsome blond man trying not to go paralyzed.
Oh.
My brain finally linked the little pieces together. I shook his shoulder a little.
"I told you they escaped!" he growled. "Why didn't you believe me!?"
That certainly wasn't the reaction I thought I was going to get. "I never said that I didn't!" I retorted.
"It certainly seemed so." He crossed his arms over his chest and quirked his mouth in a way that told me he was hurt and a bit irritated – pouty, to sum it up.
"Stop arguing, the two of you," Daikii told them. "I'm trying to watch the news."
I scowled at the back of his chair momentarily before turning Krad away and pushing him in the direction of our room, leaving the old man to his program.
. . .
"Dark, before I die –"
"You are not going to die," I cut him off.
"Let me speak!"
"No. I am not going to tolerate this morbid crap from you, got it?" I said fiercely, gripping his shoulders and giving him a firm shake. "I've told you before; if those bastards lay a finger on you they're dead."
"But –"
"Krad!" He appeared to shrink under my raised voice. "Stop it, already."
Leading his face to mine by his jaw, I pulled him into a kiss. I planned on it being a short one, but I felt Krad's arms slide around my neck and he held me where I was, kissing me back until we needed to breathe.
I blinked, wide-eyed, in utter astonishment at the next thing that came from Krad's lips. "Before I die, I want to have sex with you, Dark!" he blurted before I had a chance to cut him off.
The only response I could manage was, "...Seriously...?"