D. N. Angel Fan Fiction / Demon Diary Fan Fiction ❯ Angelic Reverie ❯ Chapter 3 : Memories ( Chapter 3 )

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"Go fish…"

Tanned fingertips reached onto the stack and pulled off a card.

"Bah…"

Dark's luck at go fish had never been all that inspiring.

"So… do you just plan on keeping yourself locked in here for all eternity?"

Violet eyes stared at those crimson orbs that were staring at him so innocently, awaiting an answer.

"I don't see why I shouldn't."

"That tan of yours is gonna go down the drain soon."

Now that got his attention. Dark blinked and threw that comment around in his mind as he kept his eyes on the scarlet-haired youth. Niwa Daisuke always made comments that made him think, whether he wanted to or not.

With a surrendering sigh, he reached into his pocket as he tossed his cards on the table, and pulled out a mangled pack of cigarettes. He tugged one from the box and lit it.

Daisuke made a face. He still hadn't gotten used to Dark's new habits. Then again, he never understood smoking in general. Yet, when Dark did it, it seemed almost natural, nor did it make him seem any less beautiful… and he envied that.

"You folding?"

"Yeah…"

"Bout' time."

The youth's fingers reached over and scooped up the playing cards, shuffling them back into a deck.

"But… I still think you need to get out of this room and see some sunlight. I mean, it's so gloomy in here!"

Amethyst eyes rolled. Dark had been tolerating the boy's caring torments for nearly a year now. Once or twice he'd actually managed to drag him outside. Today seemed like one of those types of days to allow him that success.

"Fine. Where do you want to go?"

Daisuke blinked and looked up at the thief, a few cards dropping from the deck, unnoticeably, by his feet.

"Are you serious?!"

The ecstatic look on the young boy's face made Dark smile. Dai-chan was still one of his closest friends (who wouldn't be close after being mentally locked for almost a year?) and he still enjoyed seeing him happy, even if it was sacrificing his personal time.

Daisuke practically bounded out of his seat as he rushed to the door, grabbing his jacket along the way. It was late autumn and the leaves were almost completely fallen off the trees. It wasn't time for a heavy winter jacket yet, but one would certainly get the chills if he went without.

"Are you coming??"

Dark was already tugging on that worn leather jacket as he paced towards the door.

"Yeah yeah, keep your britches on…"

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-Crunch crunch-

Thus was the sound of heavy boots crushing the remains of the spring's leaves along the sidewalk.

Dark's eyes remained locked on the ground as though he were heavy in thought. Maybe it would be better for him to reinitiate his social life. He'd felt so dead ever since… Well, since a long while back.

Daisuke padded along beside him, talking up a storm of how everyone in his life had been lately- Risa's new boyfriend, his mom's insane lust for scrapbooks, and even the odd cough his grandfather had recently developed that his dad was trying to prove was some foreign curse.

A group of girls walked by, chatting up almost as much of a storm as Dai-chan was accomplishing on his own. Dark lifted his head, curiously. His eyes locked with the girls' as they crossed. Once they'd passed by a safe couple of feet, they went into hysterics and somehow Dark was reminded of a gaggle of geese. He still had the knack for making most any girl swoon with his trade-mark smile.

Daisuke grinned in amusement at what had just happened. Leave it to Dark to draw out those kinds of reactions from the most beautiful girls.

"Say… Dark? Have you found a girlfriend yet?"

The thief stopped in his footsteps and looked at his friend.

"In all reality, I hadn't been looking…"

Wow, that sounded odd coming from him. Maybe he really was as far into depression as Dai-chan had been making it out to seem.

"Well, you should! I think having someone special in your life would cheer you up. I mean, you need to move on."

Dark listened to the young Niwa's words and slowly continued walking. Until this past week, the thought of letting someone else into his heart hadn't even been a possible thought for him.

The breeze blowing through the leaves carried the scent of an oncoming winter. Winter… snow… they all reminded him of… No. It wasn't good to dwell in the past. He'd been telling himself this for nearly two years now. He was stubborn, though, and not even he could convince himself to believe it. He didn't want to let it go yet. He knew if he did that there'd be that gaping hole in his heart.

Memories were the one thing Dark had left in his life. His friends would eventually age, buildings would crumble, but he would stay the same. How long would he appear as the charming boy in his late teens? How long would he have to wait before he too could grow and live in the comforting thought that age would take its toll on his body? After you'd been trapped in a single for centuries, age seemed welcoming. But memories… memories came and stayed. They didn't pass on like loved ones did. And they were strong.

Once again, Dark was so caught up in his thoughts that he became oblivious to everything around him. Only did he come to reality when he nearly crashed into Daisuke who'd come to stand in front of him, looking at him with those concerned crimson eyes.

Had he not placed a hand on the boy's shoulder to catch his balance, he'd have sent them both toppling onto the sidewalk.

"What're you doing?"

Daisuke just stared up at his friend. Being trapped in mental connection for so long had enabled him to read the older boy like a book. And Dark knew Daisuke could see this, possibly why he looked away, breaking the eye contact.

"Dark…"

His own name rang through his ears against the autumn wind. Yet, he remained silent.

"Dark… he's gone…"

Those words; of all words, why those? He felt tears welling up against those now listless violet eyes.

"Dai-chan…"

He whispered the young boy's name as he turned to face him again. A tear ran a single track down his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Dark."

He was on his knees now. He didn't know why... they'd just given out on him. The concrete was cold against his palms. Why did it have to hurt this badly?

Daisuke sighed, quietly, having gotten rather used to this by now. He kneeled down beside his old alter-ego and rubbed his back gently, attempting to coo comforting words to him. He knew it was useless, but he was allowed to try, right?

"Dark…?"

He saw one of his tears drop to the sidewalk, darkening the small spot as he sniffed.

"Why didn't he come back? Like I did? How could he leave me here by myself?!"

Daisuke looked up at the sky as he continued his consolings.

"Because no one other than you wanted him back… I missed you, so you returned. But him... nobody did…"

"I DID! Doesn't that matter?!"

Crimson eyes closed as he now held his sobbing friend against him. He wondered exactly what fate came to Dark's counterpart. That white-winged homicidal blonde that Dark somehow found a way top let into his heart.

"Shhh… it's alright…"

He nuzzled his nose into that sea of dark purple tresses and just hugged him. For now, it was all he really could do…

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[[ Woo. x.x; So that got a lot more emotional than I'd planned on letting it develop into. -_-; My plot is finally beginning to develop and I'm actually having a blast with it. I feel sorry for my little violet-fuzzed bishie, but don't worry. Things will get better. ^_^;

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