Wait
He thinks about the things that Daisuke will not, about the day that will soon come when they can no longer hide their agelessness and so must leave. Two and a half years have passed since they chose magic, and the now seventeen year old no-longer mortal duo, having stopped ageing at some point after they turned sixteen, are counting the days until they have to leave. But he knows Daisuke doesn't think about what it will be like five years from now, ten years from now, as the people they know and that he cares for grow old and the two of them remain untouched by time. Satoshi knows that Daisuke counts the days with sorrow, while he counts them with anticipation. Everything was thrown off however by Emiko Niwa informing the two of them (well he wasn't really supposed to hear it and she didn't want him to know, but he and Daisuke had been linked enough that he had heard through his partners ears) that Towa had felt at least five Hikari artworks activating in the area of the Sunnydale Hellmouth, so they had to be stolen.
Power
Wings spread for a moment, and then he leaps, powerful wing beats propelling him into the sky, into the night. Gliding on the wind he dips a wing and turns in flight, enjoying the caress of the wind in his feathers and under his great wings, more silver than blue in the light of the full moon. Laughter hums across from his partner's mind to his own as a second figure, aloft on great crimson wings equally large as his own silver-blue, joins him in the sky. The two immortals fly for hours, reveling in the freedom of the sky that came with the power they now hold, every wingbeat and gliding turn easy as breathing by now. On any other night they would be play-fighting or racing wildly through the air in a game of sky tag, with maybe dodging through the windmills to add to the fun, but tonight is different. Full moon nights are for quiet companionship, soaring above water and land, and simply gliding on the wind, rather than playing with magic and going wild.