Series: Sanguine Bindings||Story Title: Ruler of the Shadows
Characters: Ken, Daisuke||Romance: Ken x Daisuke/Daisuke x Ken
Chapter: 28-40||Chapter: 500||Total: 14,000
Genre: Supernatural, Romance||Rated: R
Notes: In the setting of this story, these are the differing points: the Chosen are roughly five years older than in canon, meaning that Ken, Daisuke, Takeru, & Hikari are sixteen, while Miyako is seventeen, and Iori is fourteen. There are some other differences, but those will be revealed during the course of the story. Except for this: this story will involve vampires. It begins in episode 2, once Daisuke's been captured.
Extra Notes: Daisuke...kinda gives in.
Summary: On his second trip to the Digital World, Daisuke is captured by the Kaiser. Time to learn a little about the guy he's just started fighting. Like the fact he has sharp, pointy teeth and a thirst for more than conquest.

He's there. I know he is. Daisuke tried to catch his breath, his heart beating faster and faster at the thought of Kaiser standing just off to the side, staring at him with that twisted little smirk that he remembered so clearly. He hadn't seen the Kaiser since being brought here, but he could remember what he looked like, knew the touch of those hands on every part of him, heard that voice whispering in his ear.

Kaiser hadn't left yet. Daisuke didn't have anything to go on for that other than his own beliefs, but he knew it anyway. The sense of presence told him, the feeling of being watched. But the Kaiser wasn't touching him, not now, anyway.

Deep inside, in the parts of himself that he didn't want to admit had slowly taken root and flowered over the uncountable time he'd spent here, he ached for that touch again.

That touch told him that he existed. He wasn't as certain of that as he'd once been, not after this time where all he knew was the endless time in the dark, with only the clamp of his manacles and the infrequent caress of the Kaiser touching him. He heard nothing. He saw nothing. His food came at irregular intervals and always by the Kaiser's hands.

He existed only when the Kaiser came to him. It wasn't a thought he liked, but it was what was true. He wanted to exist for others; to be with his friends again, to be with V-mon again. And he got nothing of what he wanted.

But he might get what the Kaiser wanted him to have. If the Kaiser chose to allow it, and the burning knowledge that the Kaiser could choose not to do so, seared itself into his body.

"Kaiser," he murmured, his head drooping. He knew he'd insulted the other moments before, but it didn't seem to matter now. Perhaps that was why Kaiser wasn't touching him now. He hadn't earned it. He knew he had to earn some things; the Kaiser never fed him until he humbled himself enough by begging for it. Was touch like that now? Something he had to earn the way the Kaiser wanted him to?

If that was it… well…

"I know you're there, Kaiser." His voice wavered a little. "Please...I need...I want..." He'd never dreamed of how much he could want just a simple touch until the Kaiser's hands ghosted over him and awakened slumbering desires.

Still nothing. He trembled and tried again. "Please..." He knew what the Kaiser would want. What he had to want. The memory of the weeks he'd spent as the Kaiser's thrall returned, and the title rose up to his lips.

"Master..." His heart twisted, but he said it anyway, hoping above all else that this would do it, that this would help quench that need…

From the darkness came a hand, cupping his chin. He knew that touch and he mewled softly at it. Master.

To Be Continued

Notes: I'm sorry, Daisuke.