Chapter 5: Moonlight Trip And Slip
It had finally come, the day of the class field trip. Yuki sat alone in the very back of the bus. She'd arrived t school before Satoshi in hopes of avoiding the morning crowd. That and for odd reasons she wished to be apart from Satoshi. He heart couldn't handle the pressure that it was under around him. She of course did not admit that to him and rather continued on to school with him believing that she'd forgotten something in her locker. Handing her luggage to the bus driver to store under the bus, she'd gotten aboard first and sat in the very back. She'd hoped to blend in and melt away there in that seat. Yet such was denied to her by the radiant and vibrant color of her hair that Takeshi immediately noticed.
Takeshi had arrived second, much to Yuki's dismay. His face brightened upon seeing her alone and he immediately took a seat next to her. Her feet shuffled as she agonized over her misfortune. "I figured you'd be with Satoshi," he mentioned. She brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them, heels on the edge of the bus seat that she was in so her legs wouldn't fall back into that of a regular sitting position. Takeshi noticed her silence and awkward glances and frowned a bit. "Are you all right?" he asked.
She nodded meekly, looking hopefully out the bus window. "Sakura?" questioned Takeshi, gazing at her closely. She was acting rather suspicious. That couldn't possibly have to do with what happened the other day with Krad, could it? Sakura finally glanced at him once more, holding her silence. Her eyes withheld a pleading look for him to distance himself. In urging an answer out of her he'd been leaning in closer and it made her feel rather trapped.
"Takeshi…."she sounded slowly. Her eyes filled with sorrow as she spoke his name. If Krad saw him this close he'd be outraged. Satoshi would probably be displeased as well. Takeshi ignored her utterance of his name, his gaze falling to her lips. Oh, his luscious, innocent Sakura. How her lips sparkled amazed him and the way they moved when she spoke his name…it was to die for. "Ta…ke…shi." she repeated shyly, more slowly this time.
He recalled how shyly she'd accepted Krad's kiss in the equipment room and became even more tempted. "Yuki." he murmured slowly, pressing his lips softly against hers. He'd used her real name subconsciously.
Takeshi had been thinking about when he was filming her and Krad and Satoshi. He'd called her Yuki, so it only seemed right. Yuki hesitated at first, trying to pull away only to back herself into the side of the bus. Takeshi followed her in her movement, lips never parting from hers. His eyes were shut, but he could sense as her apprehension melted away into the moment and she returned the kiss.
His tongue moved lightly against her lips and she blushed softly, her own eyes closing as she parted her moist lips. Yet his tongue was never to touch hers as Satoshi pulled Takeshi off her by the collar of his shirt. He gazed at Yuki with sheer disappointment. Inside him swirled a mix of jealousy and anger towards both Takeshi and Yuki. Yuki could easily sense this and turned her back towards the both of them, curling up in her seat and resting her head against the window. Takeshi shoved Satoshi off, moving to the front of the bus and waiting for Daisuke and the others.
Meanwhile Satoshi glowered at Yuki and also went to the front of the bus, furious with her loose behavior. Yuki's nails dug into her legs and she hugged them tighter, tears welling up in her eyes. She couldn't cry though, that'd be much too embarrassing. The bus began to fill and everyone sat with their friends towards the front of the bus. The nearest person to her was a few rows up from hers. Through lunch and all their stops Yuki never once moved.
It was well after dusk that the bus finally arrived at its destination at the beach. As the bus cleared she felt her master's aura get further and further. He hadn't waited for her. She hadn't expected him to. After all, he was still leaking an essence of anger. She was the last person to leave the bus and retrieve her luggage. As some medium distance she followed the girls she was to share a room with.
Once she got into the room she threw her bag in a corner and herself onto one of the three beds. Risa and Riku stared at her and sat down on the bed. "Is something wrong, Sakura?" Risa asked, stroking the girl's hair. She shook her head stubbornly, wishing they'd just leave her alone. A small knock could be heard on the door and Riku went to answer it. Takeshi stood there.
"I'd like to speak with Sakura." he informed. Satoshi at this moment walked up. He happened to be sharing a room with Takeshi and Daisuke. His gaze rested coldly on Takeshi's back and he shoved past the boy. He immediately went over to Yuki and she sat up, forcing a coy smile.
"I'm in the room across the hall." he informed, ruffling her hair. Her smile faded and she stared up at him. She would've thought that he'd still be mad. Well, he was, but he was being nice to her? That didn't make sense. Grasping his sleeve as he turned to leave she trembled, clutching onto the handful of cloth tightly. Risa and Riku, as well as Takeshi, just stared.
Satoshi met Yuki's gaze for the first time since that morning and sighed, leaning over and kissing her forehead softly. "I'm right across the hall, stupid." he murmured into her ear. She nodded slowly and let go, smiling once more. Oh how weird Satoshi found that smile. She seemed completely content despite the mediocre way he'd treated her. Satoshi dragged Takeshi to their room. Satoshi had no intention of letting Takeshi speak to Yuki again. After all, Takeshi had explained what happened and he honestly couldn't completely blame Yuki. She hated feeling awkward and making decisions so she usually went along with those around her.
Perhaps twenty quiet minutes passed, all of which had very discreet actions. Satoshi began to read a novel he'd brought along while Takeshi and Daisuke chatted. Satoshi tried not to get annoyed when Takeshi blabbered on about Yuki. Meanwhile Risa and Riku asked Yuki a bunch of questions about her 'relationship' with Satoshi. Riku, getting hot opened the curtain the reveal the new moon before changing the subject to Daisuke.
Yuki appeared to be listening, but alas she was caught by her connection to the new moon. Satoshi in the mean time listened while Takeshi started to boast about his kiss and got fed up. He threw his book on his bed and went out into the hallway. At that same time Yuki ran out into him, screaming. Grasping onto him, she hid behind him, panting. Risa and Riku followed her out holding a variety of hair tools like a curling iron, a flat iron, and various hair accessories. They'd started to do Yuki's hair while she was in a trance.
Yet Yuki wasn't running from the hair equipment. Satoshi concluded this when he took the flat iron and began to explain it to her. She listened to him, but stared at Riku and Risa wearily. Takeshi and Daisuke watched from inside the room and Yuki backed away as Risa came to reclaim the flat iron from Satoshi. She fled from her, running straight to Satoshi's bed and curling up there.
Risa gave up and returned to their room with Risa, leaving the door open for Yuki. Satoshi, now frustrated, went over to the artwork and sat next to her, forcing an awkward smile and petting her hair. "Sakura, what's wrong?" he asked. She gave no response but threw herself at him, clinging tightly. "Sakura." he repeated strictly.
"I'm sorry Satoshi, but I don't like girls." she whimpered, nuzzling against him harder. Takeshi, Daisuke, and Satoshi all sat there, completely bewildered. All had different thoughts.
Takeshi was imagining Riku and Risa hovering over his innocent Sakura, attempting to remove her garments as they fondled her and played with her tender body. Drool formed at the side of his lips and rolled down his chin as his face flushed pink.
Daisuke, knowing both Riku and Risa quite well imagined Yuki getting slapped for saying something about Dark and chuckled awkwardly. It seemed rather likely.
Satoshi on the other hand had the most bizarre thought. He envisioned Yuki attempted to taste Risa or Riku and disliking the taste so she ran out of the room. His face was overcome by a slightly sickened look.
"I have a phobia of girls," she murmured, disliking the silence. During her connection to the moon she'd regained some memories. Satoshi's face returned to normal as he grasped an understanding.
"Sakura, you were fine around Riku and Risa before," he pointed out. Satoshi held out a hand, motioning for Daisuke to be silent as Yuki cuddled up to him.
"She has amnesia, so she probably just remembered it when she was stuck in a room alone with girls." he explained. Takeshi and Daisuke both nodded in understanding, going to go close the doors to both the girls' room as well as theirs.
"So, what do we do about it?" Takeshi asked, walking over to Satoshi and Yuki. Satoshi looked at Yuki and she stared up at him hopefully. Oh, how he couldn't resist that look. She looked so helpless and hopeful when she stared at him like that, he just couldn't deny her.
"Fine." he murmured. Yuki grinned and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him smack on the lips happily. Takeshi and Daisuke stared in awe. Satoshi pushed her off and held her by the shoulders as she stared at him happily, despite being pushed away.
"I thought you two were related," Daisuke announced, trying to break the awkward atmosphere. Satoshi realized in entirety now what she'd just done. At first he had only pushed her away because he hadn't want to be kissed. But now he had to make a cover story.
"She was in America for a long time. Over there a kiss is just a greeting or a way of saying thanks," he explained. Yuki nodded intently, not knowing why he'd said that, but she let it go. He looked at her with a brief glare before lying back, placing his book on the side table. There was no way he was going to get any sleep tonight. He was sharing a bed with a girl. No, Yuki wasn't a girl. She was artwork. But the teachers thought she was a girl. How much trouble would he get in? Pushing it out of his mind he shut his eyes. Yuki lay down next to him. Takeshi and Daisuke shut off the lights and lay down in their beds as well. Satoshi listened as his three roommates fell asleep and was surprised to feel Yuki cuddle closer to him.
He glanced at her face to see her eyes closed and sighed in relief. He shared a bed with her often. Yet usually he was exhausted so he didn't notice the artwork lying next to him. That was right, she was just artwork, artwork with a very cute face, artwork with very round and squishy breasts that were pressed against his arm. He laid his head back, staring at the ceiling helplessly as his cheeks burned a bright red and he felt himself get aroused as always. Usually he handed control to Krad when this got awkward like this, but she was sleeping. He couldn't let him have his time with her now. He'd do unspeakable this.
"Master." Yuki whispered, stretching a leg over Satoshi and blowing softly on his ear. "Shall I quell you desires?" she asked. Oh god, Satoshi had forgotten she could read him like a book. He'd never really found out how, but he definitely couldn't play this one off as nothing. She knew it already, how turned on he was from just her body, even if she wasn't real. A soft moan escaped his lips as she straddled his hip, pressing her chest against his and arching her back, her gaze staring at his face intently.
This was wrong. He knew it. Satoshi was a guy though; he couldn't help that, no matter how much he tried. This was why he usually distanced himself from woman. Yet he couldn't just completely throw Yuki out on the streets. It wasn't her fault she was female and attractive.
He could practically hear his heart pounding, as he gave no resistance to Yuki as she began to unbutton her shirt. If only the blood hadn't rushed out of his head. He couldn't help but moan from the pressure on his hips from Yuki's body. His hands reached up shakily and he grabbed Yuki's hand, holding them close so she wouldn't be able to undo her third button. "Y…Sakura. No." It was now that he looked her firmly in the eyes, well at least tried to. Her eyes happened to be closed and closed tight. He swiftly released her hands and pushed her back, embracing her tightly.
Her eyes shot open at this and she trembled slightly. The aura he'd been giving off was the same as that given off by Krad the other day. She remembered some of the things she'd done with Krad and tried to do those things with Satoshi. "I…I'm sorry Satoshi. I can't do it." She wrapped her arms around him tightly, biting her lip so she didn't cry.
Satoshi realized what had been happening and sighed, stroking her hair softly. He was at a loss for words. It'd be best just to let Yuki say what she wanted or needed to at that point. "I want to make you happy, but I can't."
By now the racket had awoken Daisuke. He remained still though, just listening. Sakura had always seemed suspicious and perhaps eavesdropping on this would reveal why. Sure, Dark had questioned her before, but she could have been lying. Not to mention she and Satoshi just seemed to get closer and closer, not something common of relatives.
"Yuki." Satoshi gave in and used her real name, assuming that both Takeshi and Daisuke were asleep. "You can make me happy by just acting like a normal girl and not a slave. I'm not like Krad. You aren't just a piece of artwork, you are a real person." This seemed about equivalent to a confession of love, but it was far from it. The last thing he needed was Yuki crying. He even reminded himself that he was comforting her to keep her from causing weather chaos.
That was it, all that Daisuke needed to hear. Sakura was indeed the remnants of the artwork Dark had destroyed. What would he do now? What would Dark do?
Satoshi sighed now. There was no way he'd get to sleep while he was this tense. Having Yuki all riled up wouldn't help either. He released her and stood up, holding out his hand to her. "We're going to go out."
Daisuke remained still, not knowing how to react. Everything was so awkward now. Not to mention so much of Yuki's behavior as well as Satoshi's became apparent. They weren't related, so they were free to do anything with each other. Even scarier, the two were living alone together. Daisuke's face flushed a beet red as he imagined the things that could have happened between the two.
Satoshi and Yuki crept out of the room silently. Well, Yuki was more pulled along than anything else, still bewildered. Satoshi led her to the outdoor hot springs and through the door with the sign saying co-ed. Preferably, he could have sent her alone to the female's hot spring, but being outside alone on the night of a new moon was probably not a good position to put her in.
"Take off your socks and shoes." Yuki complied happily and Satoshi rolled up his pant legs. Going over to the hot spring itself, he dipped his legs in, sitting at the edge. Yuki, as always, copied him and a look of delight covered her facial features.
"So warm." she moaned. Almost instantly Satoshi's exhaustion caught up to him. Dealing with Yuki wore him out lots of times. He slumped over to the side and leaned against her, eyes shut. Yuki felt at ease like this and soon felt more relaxed than she was earlier.
"Satoshi…I'm sorry." Yuki's voice was weaved with regret. The response to her heartfelt apology though would be a surprising one.
"Too bad he isn't awake to hear you." Yuki immediately tensed up again. That voice, the sadism in it, was none other than Krad's. His hands wound their way around her wrists and he pushed her back, turning her so her feet were out of the water. The last thing he wanted was to be splashed.
Yuki was already squirming the instant she felt his touch. This experience wouldn't be any different from last time. She already knew he was going to touch her in places she didn't feel comfortable with. With both her hands pinned above her head with only one of his, she began to rethink her movements. There was no way she was going to win. It'd be better just to be still and it would end quickly. Krad was about to use his free hand to unbutton her shirt when the end of a feather stuck into it.
"I wouldn't be doing that if I were you." Dark stood there proudly, a smirk on his face. He'd convinced Daisuke to let him take over. Krad yanked the feather from his hand and stood as well, smirking. Yuki stood slowly, suddenly feeling so distant. Krad jumped up in the air and threw a barrage of feathers at Dark, infuriated as always.
Dark jumped back, only suffering the piercing pain of two of the feathers in his ankles. He charged at Krad. Throwing feathers was a child's game. Men used their fists. Krad, surprised by Dark's forwardness, got punched right in the jaw and was tossed back. He nearly fell into the hot spring but managed to remain airborne, with only the tips of his wings dipped in the water.
Krad flew forward, dodging Dark's next onslaught and responding with a spin kick to Dark's back. Dark used the new momentum to spin around and shoved a palm into Krad's chest, singing through his clothes with magic. Krad kicked Dark away quickly, burned quite badly.
Yuki watched as the two singed each other with magic and battered each other with their feet and hands. Krad managed to leave a long burn down Dark's back, but Dark retaliated by using his magic to leave a deep gash across Krad's chest.
Yuki's eyes clouded over and she could hear a faint chanting in the back of her head. Everything was so overwhelming now. Stumbling back at first, she began to take slow steps backwards, the chanting somehow urging her to do so. "No! Don't listen to it!" she shouted aloud, covering her ears. Krad immediately looked over, shocked by her outburst. This left him open and Dark took full advantage of it, driving his hand through Krad's stomach, right below the right half of his rib cage.
Krad screamed in agony and Yuki's eyes shot open, the blood that flew burning itself into her retinas. "MASTER!" She screamed now, no longer caring about the voice. She threw herself in front of Krad's wounded body just in time to take a blow from Dark, magic singing most of her back. Dark had stopped just in time to keep his hand from plunging through her.
"Sakura!"
She slowly looked over her shoulder, eyes completely glazed over now. She straightened her body, numb to the pain. "There, beyond the fence?" No matter how vague, the nearly invisible hint of curiosity in her voice made the typical statement a question. Her gaze alone left Dark shivering. She saw right through him and nothing could make someone feel colder than being stared through.
"Meba li a li a cla era."
Yuki began to walk towards Dark and eerily enough, right through him. It was as if she'd become a ghost.
"Meba li a li a cla era."
Her feet pressed down on the water and rather than obeying the laws of physics, she found perfect balance on the smooth, steamy surface of the liquid.
"Ne va li a li a cla eva
Li a lu ra e ne a rai."
The pull was stronger now and rather than taking baby steps, she began taking full strides. As Dark watched her, distracted, Krad weakly and quietly rose. She was too close to the edge now and if her pace and odd ability continued, she'd be going straight through the fence.
Throwing a feather past her shoulder, Krad smirked. It lodged into the fence and exploded, leaving a hole there. Dark returned his attention to Krad the second the feather whizzed past him. It all seemed to go in slow motion. Dark, fist charged with magic energy aimed to punch grad once more, hoping to finish him this time. After all the magic he'd already used he was exhausted, so this would be the last blow he could deliver.
Krad, not as prone to the use of magic was merely exhausted from his heavy injuries. Seeing Dark's fist coming he lunged forward, flapping his wings once to stay airborne and glide to Yuki who now stood at the edge of the cliff.
Dark's fist scathed Krad's lower leg, leaving a gash that oozed even more blood.
Dark lost his form and returned control to Daisuke who fell to his knees, With on his shoulder. He managed to turn his head just in time to see Krad collide with Yuki.
"Ve na ri a ne de cra nai."
Krad's arms snaked around Yuki just as her feet left the ground for her plummet to the beach below. His blood began to soak her clothes the instant she was held close to him. The possessed Yuki wriggled strongly and Krad, lacking the strength to fly with her, joined her as they fell.
The rock face of the cliff zoomed by them and Krad forced his eyes to stay open, about ready to faint from blood loss. Managing to flap his wings once more strongly and keep them spread was the last conscious action he took. The two floated slowly to the beach, both unconscious, Krad from his injuries and Yuki from the intensity of the first half of the fall.
The two landed gently on the sand below, Krad's body cushioning Yuki's. Krad regained Satoshi's form and Yuki regained consciousness soon after. She was soaked and whatever it was, it was warm. Pushing herself from Satoshi and sitting on her knees, she looked over them both, eyes widening.
"Satoshi," she breathed, lifting his limp, bloody body and holding him close. "Please, please don't die!" Beyond her notice, she began to glow a soft pink. Her eyes remaining shut tightly and she clung to Satoshi. She had to hold back her tears she had too. Such was impossible though and ignoring the tingling sensation covering her body, she began to weep.
Yuki wept as she had never wept before. Rain began to patter around them heavily and the duo became even more drenched. "Satoshi. Satoshi. SATOSHI!" Daisuke, remaining out in the rain, went over to the hole in the fence and looked down. The whole scenario was definitely not good.
Frantically the young redhead ran back into the hotel and, running through the hallways and the lobby, threw himself out the front door. The beach was down the road and he had to get there. He had to find Krad and Yuki.
The rain fell even heavier then as Yuki could hardly breath through her sobs anymore. Her cold tears fell one after the other on Satoshi's limp body, her eyes still closed tight. The glow had long since faded and the tingling left. She squeezed Satoshi's body even harder, refusing to let go. If that body were all that was left of Satoshi, she'd keep it. Nobody would take that body away from her. No one.
Daisuke, despite being in pain, continued to run. At long last he reached the duo to find Yuki crying and clinging to what looked like a dead Satoshi. His footsteps slowed as he approached them and he paned, kneeling beside Yuki. "Oh no." Guilt swallowed him as Yuki drew Satoshi closer to her and farther from him.
"I won't let you have him!" she shouted, turning to look at Daisuke. Pain contorted all of her features and her tears did not cease.
Daisuke, knowing it was a bad idea, wrapped his arms around Yuki from behind and pulled her close, his chest pressing against her back. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Yuki trembled there, her grip on Satoshi loosing its power as she whimpered helplessly. She stared at the body longingly, wishing for it to move or comfort her. She wanted Daisuke off too. She hated him, the one who had killed her precious Satoshi.
Her gaze found itself drifting as her eyes rolled up. Then she saw it, the faint outline of the new moon, the black, abyssal circle in the sky; black and dark. Dark; Dark had been the one to injure Krad and thus Satoshi. It was vague, but she'd remembered Dark attacking right before she was possessed.
Possessed…if she hadn't been she could have saved him. She could have done something. Despite the continued flow of her tears she managed to glare. "I HATE YOU!" she screamed, the intensity of her glare focusing on the moon's outline.
"Se na ka a su ra ve da."
The words echoed in her unusually clear mind.
And then everything went white.