Dark Heart Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

The sun found it’s way through the blinds. It was bright, too bright in Satoshi’s opinion. Why did the sun have to shine and make everything appear happy when in fact nothing ever is completely happy? It would be perfectly acceptable to the blue haired boy if it was dark all the time, or just cloudy. The sun is too much of an annoyance.

The alarm clock buzzed, lazily a hand reached over, switching it off. It had been days, days since Satoshi had left his house. What was this one? It had to have been at least four days since he had gotten some fresh air or even seen anyone.

What was the point anyway? There wasn’t one. He didn’t need school; after all he did already graduate from college. He could just stay in his apartment forever.

Unfortunately the phone rang.


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Daisuke was worried, really worried. Satoshi usually wasn’t gone this long. What was wrong? Was he sick? Was he hurt? Or worse.

//Calm down Dai-chan, he’s alright.//
/He’s usually not gone this long! He hasn’t been in school all week…/
//He’s fine Daisuke, plus we get to see him tonight.//
/…Another notice, right?/
//You sound real enthused.//
/Oh yeah, very enthused./
//Do you have to use that much sarcasm? Just get his homework and take it to him.//
/Yeah, sounds like a plan./

The redhead’s lip twitched, almost a smile but not quite. He hadn’t smiled in a while, he found no reason. Even school seemed like it didn’t have a reason anymore the past week went on and on and on, like it would never end.

The bell would ring in five minutes, from the way the week was going it would seem like five hours. Then the walk to Satoshi’s house would take a while too. Time seems to slow down when you’re depressed and in Daisuke’s case, longing something.


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“I’ll be there at 8 o’clock sharp.” Satoshi clicked the phone off. Dark was going to steal the picture on display in the museum, The Heavenly Traitor. He couldn’t ignore his ‘duty’. As a Hikari, it was his duty to capture Dark. Rather redundant, since the thief couldn’t seem to be caught.

It was only two in the afternoon, maybe he could catch a few hours of sleep before going to his ‘duty’, he already had a plan to try and capture Dark, he worked that one out when the picture was first displayed in the museum. The blue haired boy just knew Dark would be after that picture, it fit Emiko’s taste.


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Daisuke knocked on the door, standing outside Satoshi’s apartment nervously.

No answer.

Hesitantly he tried again, a little harder this time.

/What if he’s not home? Where would he be?/
//Where else could he be? I’m sure he’s home.//
/But…/

Daisuke didn’t have time to finish the sentence because the door opened revealing a very disgruntled looking Satoshi, who was only in house pants and his blue hair strewn all over the place, looking very much like Daisuke’s red hair. The redhead almost giggled.

“Yes?” Satoshi’s voice was groggy. He must have just woken up. Daisuke felt bad for waking him up.

“I-… I brought you your homework that you’ve missed while you were absent from school…”

The blue haired boy reached for the papers Daisuke was holding, but saw the expression on the redhead’s face, he looked…lonely. Quickly he blocked out his emotions to keep Krad from stirring, but Krad hadn’t stirred since that night with Dark. “Would you like to come in for a cup of tea maybe coffee?” He shouldn’t be asking this, after all he did break Daisuke’s heart more then once already, he didn’t want to break it again.

“Okay.” The redhead slipped in the door, heading for the couch.


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Daisuke traced the cup lip with his finger, staring at the floor. The redhead turned to look at Satoshi, who had gotten a shirt on and combed out his hair earlier, when he shifted some papers he had in his hand.

Without looking in the younger boy’s direction, Satoshi calmly stated, “It’s getting late, you should get ready for your job you have tonight.”

“I…I don’t want to.”

“Why?” Satoshi blinked.

“Because… I don’t want to…”

“Daisuke…”

“I can’t take this anymore, I love you. I know I’ve said it before…but it’s true.”

Satoshi sighed.

“Do you love me Satoshi?”

"…No” His voice sounded like ice, the way it was suppose to be.

The painful expression was too much for Satoshi; he fixated his eyes on the pattern the threads made in his house pants. There was a sudden bright flash beside him. The blue haired boy didn’t want to look up, he knew who was there, but he did it anyways. When he did he felt a sharp pain in his left cheek.

It took a few moments for Satoshi to gather his thoughts. Dark had slapped him, and slapped him hard at that.

“You fucking bastard! How could you be so cruel? All he ever did was love you. Do you know how hard it is to listen to him sob uncontrollably?”

Satoshi didn't reply.

“Maybe if you could, it would be different.” The tone of the thief’s voice made Satoshi flinch. Dark stood up and walked to the window. “Tell Krad good-bye for me… I cannot love him because of what he’s done to Daisuke…and you.” His voice was shaking but it didn’t register in Satoshi’s mind that it was until Dark had disappeared into the night.

Satoshi hunched over and put his face in his hands. He couldn’t help it this time, the tears fell from his eyes staining his cheeks and whatever clothing they fell on. Before this point he didn’t think his life could go any further into Hell then it already was.