D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Existence ❯ Existence ( One-Shot )

standard disclaimer applied
warnings: Dark x Krad, yaoi, LEMON, NC-17
special thanks to Tiggy for beta effort..!!

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Existence
by Kaz Misaki (misaki_kaz [at] yahoo.com)

He knew that somehow he was being tricked. But he was unable to stop walking to the dark forest before him. He was, after all, the hunter of the two of them, while the other was the thief, the hunted one. He didn't even understand himself why he was chasing him further and further from the Hikari's land. Not because he had to; Dark had stolen so many of the Hikari family's art treasures, sometimes he thought that probably the Hikari didn't care anymore. So what was the real reason for him to chase him outside his territory?

'If you want to know what you're looking for, come and get me.'

He remembered the words the thief had said to him not so long ago. But he never really took it seriously. It always ended up the same way. The thief made his appearance, they fought, and Dark would steal the art piece. The routine that he sometimes considered pleasurable. It was better than not having anything to do. The Hikari would have him locked forever in his cage if he wasn't a hunter. A hunter for Dark Mousy.

'Why am I here? What am I doing here?'

The questions he asked himself so many times.

The thief must have heard that as he suddenly smiled lazily before him, stepping forward to close the gap between them. And it was so unlike him that he did not stop the thief approaching. The thief's fingers reached his cheek, caressing it with the gentlest touch. The only touch he'd ever felt from another human other than his creator.

'Krad...'

Krad remembered the voice that sounded like music in his ears, dancing and swirling inside his head. The thief had called him by his name. And he felt himself drowning in the pools of violet before him. A smile crossed the thief's handsome face; and before he realized it, the red lips covered his own.

Krad had never thought that he would feel so warm and delicate, yet so strong and persistent. He felt the thief's lips moving above his unresponsive ones. Why would the hunted kissed his hunter?

And that simple thought brought him back to his senses. Krad pushed the thief away hard, energy ball forming in his gloved hand, eyes burning with anger, embarrassment, and disappointment...

But he let him get away that night.

'If you want to know what you're looking for, come and get me.'

And here he was now; running through the dark path that lead to the forest, following the thief's every step. His golden eyes never left the thief's shadow not so far ahead; somehow he knew that he was in the wrong place. But he couldn't stop now, could he? Not when he knew that the thief was offering him something. Something he craved inside his cold-blooded heart. Something that the Hikari couldn't understand.

'You're an art piece, unlike the creature created by the Niwa. You're both the same, but yet so different.'

'You don't have a heart.'

Krad closed his eyes briefly, tossing aside those memories that emerged so suddenly in his mind. He saw the thief had stopped in a clear area in the middle of the forest, surrounded by tall trees. His violet eyes looked up to the dark sky. As Krad followed the thief's gaze, he gasped. The crescent moon hung silently in the clear, cloudless sky. But somehow it looked so serene, so divine. And for the first time in his life, Krad found the darkness was more beautiful than anything he'd ever witnessed before.

"Come here." He heard the faintest call. It was the thief's voice. The thief stretched his hand out in Krad's direction, gesturing him to come closer.

Krad hesitated, but stepped closer without taking the hand being offered. He saw another smile on the thief's face, more sincere than his usual mocking grin. The thief sat on the ground, still looking up to the sky. Krad copied him, sitting a little further behind the thief, studying the dark figure.

"Here, sit beside me," the thief whispered and then turned to see him. "Krad..."

Krad was startled; he didn't know the exact reason. The way the thief called his name was different, so warm, so... gentle. As if he understood him. But then again his Hikari master had told him that they were both the same. Maybe, just maybe, the thief did know what he was feeling.

He shifted from his spot and sat beside the thief, eyeing the other, studying him. He saw another smile cross the thief's face. Something danced inside the violet eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" the thief asked him.

Krad opened his mouth but nothing came out as an answer; and to his astonishment, the thief surged forward and planted a kiss on his parted lips. He gasped inwardly, realizing the taste of the other was still on his lips where the kiss had lingered. The thief tasted so sweet, so hot, burning with the passion he never had enough of. The taste of danger. When the thief finally pulled back, Krad saw him smirking, a teasing smile curving from his lips.

Touching his lips with steady fingers, he stared into the violet eyes before him, questioning. "Do you know what I'm looking for?" he finally asked, ignoring the heat rising up his chest from the sudden kiss.

The thief blinked. "Are you going to leave if I say I don't know?"

Krad was slightly taken aback, never really expecting the question. "Are you saying that you do not know?"

"Did I ever say that I knew?" the thief smiled, and then Krad realized that he always answered his questions with another question. It would never end; it was a game, and the thief didn't want to stop playing. This was just another game.

Krad stood up abruptly, half because of his anger at being fooled and half because of the embarrassment. But the thief captured his wrist, yanking him down until he fell right onto the thief's lap. He was now face to face with the thief, their noses almost touching, breath mingled into one. He felt his heart beat faster as the thief pulled him closer by the waist, holding their bodies flush together. The warmth from their thick fabrics enfolded him, and the smile on the thief's face captivated him.

"You..."

"Dark," the thief interrupted him. "You know my name is Dark. Can you call me by my name, please?" A smile and he was forced to nod his head. Dark; the name tingled in his mouth. How strange, that this person's name was created from the reversal of his own. But Dark has its meaning, while Krad... He realized it was his name that was taken from the thief's, instead of vice versa.

"Did they create you before me?" he asked again, eyes gazing into the deep violet.

The thief, no, Dark, arched his eyebrows together, and then, "I don't know. Why do you think so?"

He shook his head. "Your name... and mine."

Dark chuckled, his shoulders shaking as he did so. Krad hadn't realized until now that he was holding onto the strong shoulders. "Dark and Krad?! It sounds like a bad joke, don't you think?"

"Your name has meaning," he explained.

"If I am the darkness, maybe you're the light." Dark said with a smile, tilting his head.

He frowned, "Hikari means light. I am just... Krad."

Dark slipped his fingers through strands of golden hair, kissing it in adoration. "You looked like the light to me," he whispered thickly, "always glowing in the darkness..."

Krad felt the color in his cheeks rising; the way the other stared at him made somehow uncomfortable. He wondered what the thief was really looking for, what the thief was really thinking. And then he felt the hand behind his back caressing the wings there. He'd almost forgotten that he even had those white wings.

"You look like an angel," Dark smiled, eyes cast to the graceful white wings and then to his own golden eyes. "If there was no darkness, there wouldn't be any light. Am I wrong?"

He did not answer the rhetorical question, eyes boring into the thief's violet depths. Suddenly, Dark reached for his gloved hands, removing the white gloves one after the other. "What are you doing?" Krad asked instead of struggling.

Once Krad's hands were freed from the gloves, the thief took his fingers, entwining them with his own. Krad felt the alien warmth radiate from his palm to his body.

Contact. Something he needed, yet he always denied.

He saw their fingers laced together, so perfect, but not exactly the same... Was that what his Hikari master meant? The same, but yet so different? He did not know what it meant. He looked up to find an answer from the thief, and saw him looking down, eyes as sharp as he remembered.

When Dark leaned forward, he knew what would happen. He closed his eyes when the familiar lips closed upon his own. He responded to the kiss the thief initiated this time, letting Dark's tongue sneak its way inside his mouth. He didn't really know what to do, but the thief had found his tongue and, to Krad's astonishment, caressed it with his. The heat built inside him as Dark pressed him closer from behind, one of the thief's hands traveling down to his hip. Krad started to pant from the thief's attack on his mouth; he had no choice but to cling harder to Dark's shoulders.

After some time, the thief pulled away, chuckling. "Breathe, Krad..."

He did what the other said and took a deep breath. But before too long, Dark had started to kiss his exposed neck, licking and nipping his skin. Krad didn't even know why he tossed his head back, giving the thief greater access. He felt the thief's hand leave his hip and move to his neck. No, the hand stopped at the cross just below his neck, loosening it to free the layers of cloth.

The thief didn't have much success working on the silver metal; after a long minute, Krad decided to help him with it. The metal fell easily to his lap, while his white robe fell to the ground behind him. With only his white clothes on, he felt insecure, so he started to loosen the knots of Dark's black robe.

Dark chortled lightly as his own robe fell to the ground. "Maybe, Krad, we have to find out the reason for our existence by ourselves. Maybe... that's the reason why we're here."

Krad frowned, locking his eyes with the thief's. "I do not understand... Are you saying that we were born... to find our path?"

The violet-eyed thief nodded, smiling as he leaned in for another kiss. Krad welcomed the kiss full-heartedly, not understanding why. "I thought we were brought into this world for a reason... not to find our reason instead..."

"People can't decide what we have to do... Even our masters. They don't have the right to make our decisions..." Dark shrugged casually.

"But we have our destiny to fulfill... A duty..." Krad pulled away. "You're a thief from the Niwa."

"Aa, and you're the hunter from the Hikari." Dark raised his chin, licking Krad's bottom lip. "We are so perfect together, eh?"

"It's not perfect..." Krad said softly. Everything seemed to collide in his head. Why did everything start to feel so complicated?! If the reason for his existence was to find his own path, did that mean that he didn't have to do what he did now? He didn't have to be a hunter? He didn't have to belong to the Hikari?

And why did the thief say they were perfect together? Together?! What a ridiculous thing to say. Dark Mousy was the thief, and he, Krad, was the hunter. They couldn't be together, could they? Not like that...

But as for tonight...

"Are you thinking about it?" Dark asked him suddenly, fingers caressing the golden bangs that covered his eyes. Krad stared at him for a long minute before moving forward to kiss the thief's pouting mouth, for the first time initiating the kiss.

He could feel the thief stiffen at the sudden action. Smiling slightly, Krad decided to yield and let the other take control. Dark was already invading his mouth with his tongue, pushing deep inside, not letting him breathe. Krad had to admit that it was more enticing than the sweet kisses he'd been given earlier. It was rough and demanding. The taste of Dark's mouth was purely dark. Dark... Just like the name...

"Teaser, aren't you?" Dark smirked as he ended the kiss, gaze filled with lust as their eyes found contact.

Krad shrugged, smiling dangerously as he felt the thief's hand wander across the front of his white clothes. "What now?" he asked, making it seem more like a challenge.

"I'll show you..." the thief murmured in his ear, nipping the earlobe and mouthing it deliciously. Dark's hand made its way down to find Krad's trapped erection, squeezing it a little.

"Is this the real reason you lured me here?" Krad asked icily.

Dark looked astonished, for a short second stopping the movement of his hand. "No. But I don't see why we can't do this..."

Krad smirked, covering Dark's hand at the front of his pants with his own and pressing until he was certain that the thief could feel the bulge that had formed inside the white fabric. "I didn't say that I mind," he whispered into the thief's smooth neck. "Do it properly..."

"Aa." The wicked smile was back on the thief's face as he rubbed his palm against Krad's crotch almost roughly. "You're definitely a teaser..."

"I... didn't do... anything..." Krad managed to say between harsh breaths, tossing his head at the sudden intrusion between his legs. He felt Dark sucking at the column of his exposed throat in a mocking gesture, licking it up and down. The ache inside his pants was almost unbearable. But he knew that he wasn't alone; he could feel Dark's arousal nudging his thigh as he pressed his body closer into the thief's embrace.

Krad's fingers started to fumble with the straps at the front of the thief's clothes, scowling at the complexity of the bindings. "Why did you have to wear something so... difficult." He tugged at one strap and almost tore it from the fabric.

"You'll wreck my clothes," Dark growled half-heartedly and pushed Krad lightly off his lap and continued Krad's work in untying the straps. Once he was finished, Dark tossed the black fabric to the side, pulling off his boots, and went back to Krad who waited patiently. "Now... What should we do with your clothes, ne?"

Dark crawled between Krad's parted legs and kissed him fully on the mouth, hand moving behind the hunter's neck, pushing him lightly down to the ground. "Your wings, onegai?"

Krad blinked and nodded; his wings folded in and disappeared before his back touched the ground. No, he corrected himself; he was lying on the white robe he had tossed away earlier. He saw Dark crawl on top of him, grinning in triumph.

"Your clothes... on the other hand… are easy to remove..." Dark slipped his hands inside the white fabric and started to rub Krad's smooth skin. "Hmm... so delicate... for a hunter." The thief smirked wickedly and, with a swift move, lifted the white clothes over Krad's head and to the ground. Next were his boots, removed by Dark's impatient hands and discarded carelessly not too far away.

He saw the thief's eyes glint in the darkness, knew that he was smiling above him. Slowly, fingers caressed Krad's neck, down to his chest and circled around one perky nipple. Krad arched his back at the touch, mewing for more contact that the thief gave full-heartedly.

A kiss was planted on his jaw, trailed down to his neck and throat, lingered there for a long minute before finally resting on his chest. The thief lifted his head to see the flushed expression on Krad's face before taking the nipple inside his mouth.

"Ah..." Krad gasped in surprise as the thief sucked his erect nipple savagely, turning it red with the movement of his tongue. He felt a tug at the front of his pants, felt more than heard as the zipper was pulled down by a calloused hand. Fingers slipped inside his already opened pants and found his erection. "Ugh.. Dark..."

Dark grinned at him. "You like that very much, I suppose?" He punctuated the question by wrapping his fingers around the already engorged member and giving it a soft stroke. Krad inhaled deeply as the hand started to move inside his pants, torturing him slowly.

"Faster..." Krad managed to utter a word; it came out as a helpless, needy cry that made the thief's smile grow wider.

Dark's mouth moved from his chest to his neck, nuzzling him before placing wet kisses all over the sensitive skin. "How do you want it, Krad? Tell me..."

The hunter lost all coherent thought as the hand started to move faster, harder, from the base to the head, lingered for a while before thumbing the sensitive skin of his length. Dark's head lifted so they were once again face-to-face. Krad had only just realized how handsome Dark was when he was smiling, surrounded with the enigma of the darkness and only a glint of the moonlight. Dark tasted like heaven, Krad said to himself as the thief once again claimed his mouth. The sensual dance between their tongues and the fingers that played between his legs were more than he could handle. But when he thought he would have come right then, the hand stopped, and the mouth pulled away.

Dark returned to his sitting position, pulling Krad's pants to his ankles and finally separated them from his lithe form. Licking his lips, Dark studied Krad's body with pleased eyes. Krad was already sweating after the foreplay, breathing rather faster than normal. He was well aware that he was lying naked on his own robe; his arousal had grown thicker and harder than ever. "What? What is it?" he asked in confusion as Dark did not move.

The thief only shrugged and smiled. "I like to watch you like this," he said simply, eyes planted firmly on Krad's body and moving downwards.

"I thought you'd want more." Krad sat up in front of the thief, watching as the other smiled, "What is it now?"

Dark grinned but didn't answer; instead he fumbled with the belt at his waist before unzipping his pants and, to Krad's relief, finally released his erection, wet with precum. "I do want something more..." Dark whispered thickly before stepping out of the last garments attached to his slender body.

"I can see that," Krad scowled mockingly, his fingers making their way over to tease Dark's growing arousal. He stroked it gently, playing with it more to make the thief hiss in pleasure and dissatisfaction at the same time. Dark's eyes filled with lust as Krad cupped the sac that hid beneath, massaging it, tickling the sensitive skin. It was Krad's turn to smile in triumph as Dark squirmed into the touch, growling for more contact.

And before he knew what had happened, the hunter felt himself pushed back to the ground; Dark's weight settling on top of him, lazy licks and kisses his neck. "Dark... No.. Don't..." he gasped as the thief rubbed their erections together. "Don't... we won't last..."

"Hmm?" Dark lifted his face lazily, never stopping his movements as his eyes met Krad's. "Then we'll just have to start all over again, won't we?"

Krad groaned, but he had to admit that he felt the pleasure inside him mount with the simplest action Dark applied to his body. Then the thief would stop his torture and continue licking his lips and jaw; that was the part that convinced Krad that Dark, too, didn't want either of them to ejaculate so soon.

Smirking, he lifted his hips just enough to make their erections meet; he felt the thief jerk in surprise, the expression on his face priceless. And Krad started to laugh. "I thought you said that we could just start all over again, Mr. Thief?!"

Dark whimpered at the sweet torture and gave payback, grinding into Krad's lower body with his weight, eliciting a moan and a peal of laughter from Krad's mouth. "How do you like that, Mr. Hunter?"

Krad laughed at the dominating act and yielded for the next action Dark took for them. He didn't even know that he could laugh like that; not with this creature who was supposed to be his enemy. But they were just tools, weren't they? Did they really have anything to do with the rivalry between the Hikari and the Niwa? He didn't have the answer...

"I'll show you who's in charge here," Dark grunted, biting his lip hard to suppress his climax.

Krad felt strong hands hold his hips in place as the thief made his way down his quivering body; that malicious smile that was so familiar now played on those tempting lips. He knew that he was in danger.

Dark's breath was warm and heavy on his arousal; Krad looked down and saw the thief smirking at him, and then ever so slowly he engulfed his length in his mouth.

"D--Dark...!" Krad screamed into the solitude of the forest as the thief sucked on his sex, mouthing it more than necessary. He would have arched his back high in the air if Dark wasn't holding his hips in place. Dark's mouth left him and he whined in disappointment; he thought he felt Dark smile before the mouth came back, this time licking and sucking at his already tightened testicles. "Ah...! Dark..!"

The thief gave a final lick before moving his head back to Krad's neck, nuzzling him while all the way chuckling triumphantly. Krad felt himself shudder at the simplest butterfly kisses he received. His hands moved to cup the violet-eyed thief's head and lifted him so they were facing each other again.

"Giving up already?" was Dark's only remark.

Krad couldn't believe that he was smiling now, sincerely. The thief must have seen that too because his usual teasing smile was gone, replaced by a confused expression. "What is it?" he asked, astonished.

"I want you inside me..." Krad smiled, making the thief gasp suddenly, "...or are you going to tease me all night?"

There was a long silence between them after that. Krad started to feel unsure about what he had said; was it possible that Dark had another plan? Was all this meant only as a big make out game? Until...

"I want to be inside you too..." A smile crept across the handsome face of the thief, a smile that made Krad's heart melt in a strange way. "I just never thought that you would say it, and..."

Krad silenced him with a scorching kiss; his hand traveled down between their sweaty bodies to find Dark's length, stroking it delicately, eliciting moans from the thief's mouth.

"Impatient, aren't you?" Dark growled, taking away Krad's hand and planting kisses inside his wrist.

Krad entwined his hands behind the thief's neck, pulling him closer so their bodies were flush once again. He felt Dark's hand ghosting below his shaft, seeking his sacs and down, tracing circles around his opening. "This is going to hurt..." Dark whispered in his ear.

Nodding, Krad bit his bottom lip. No matter how much it would hurt, it would be worth it. He only needed to see Dark's smile that assured him that everything would be okay in the end.

The thief pulled away slightly until his hand could reach his own erection, and he started to pump it gently. He took the precum that escaped his length and applied it around Krad's opening, and then inside.

Krad felt his whole body shudder with the sudden intrusion of the fingers; it hurt so badly but he still believed that the feeling should be over soon. Dark was also sweating on top of him, his eyes filled with wariness. Krad closed his eyes, trying to get used to the pain inside his body. The fingers were moving in and out, and suddenly, they found something.

Dark leaned in to kiss him once again and pulled his fingers out. Krad opened his eyes in time to see the violet eyes soften as the thief smiled, positioning himself between his legs. Slowly, something slick and hard entered him in an excruciating way, ripping him, and in a strange way, pleasuring his savage side.

"K-Krad..." Dark murmured in a choked voice, "...it's so tight... tell me if I hurt you..."

Krad nodded incoherently; all he wanted now was this, to have this perfect someone to fill him, more than he ever wanted anything in his life. "Please..." He lifted his legs, resting them around Dark's waist, heels pushing impatiently down onto the thief's ass.

Without waiting any longer, the thief started to move, thrusting his penis in and out of Krad's body. He would stop after a series of rapid thrusts, making sure that they would last longer. Krad knew that he would have come right then if Dark hadn't reached for his length and squeezed it at the base almost painfully. But he didn't complain; the hard flesh inside him was enough to drive him crazy.

"Dark..." he cried, "...it feels so good... please don't stop..."

He lost track of time while they were doing it. The sensual dance they played out was more tiring than he had thought before. Even more tiring than a few sessions of throwing energy balls in a fight with the same creature who was now busily pleasuring him from inside and out. It felt like only minutes passed, but the sky had started to brighten in the east? Was it morning already?!

"I can't take it anymore..." Dark whispered at one point, his whole body wet with perspiration; his movements started to turn frantic. "I have to come... Krad..."

Krad, too, couldn't take it anymore. He tossed his head back as his orgasm took control of his body; he felt Dark loosen his hold on his sex and start to pump rhythmically. He saw the thief throw his head back before crying into the silence, moaning his name, shuddering uncontrollably. The next thing he felt was the flood of warm ecstasy inside his body, over and over. Dark had released his seed deep inside him while he came all over both their abdomens.

Lightly, the thief fell on top of him, his breath unsteady over Krad's shoulder. Losing strength, Krad's legs fell from the thief's body and splayed open on the ground. He was sated, more than ever.

"Not bad, am I?" Dark mumbled sleepily in his ear, yawning after their intense lovemaking.

Krad chuckled, quite aware that part of Dark's body was still inside him. "Not bad at all..."

Dark smiled and kissed Krad fully on the mouth before pulling back and rolling to lie beside him. The hunter shifted from his spot and snuggled within Dark's embrace, smiling into the thief's chest. "That was nice, thank you..."

They lay there in each other arms for a long minute, too sated after the intimate activity they had just shared. The sky was brightening even more and the forest started to reawaken. Little birds sang from the branches of the trees, watching two creatures from two different worlds smiling back at them.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Dark asked suddenly, eyes cast to the bright sky above.

Krad followed his gaze and a smile appeared on his lips, "I don't know... Like you said, I'll find my own way someday... Until that day comes, I..."

The thief turned his head, "Yes?"

"I'll be a hunter."

Dark chuckled, planting a kiss on his hunter's forehead and sat up. "I have to go..." He started to pull his clothes and boots back on, busily tying the straps of his clothes.

Krad sat with him, reaching for his own clothes not so far away. His hand stopped as he saw a red stain on the white robe they'd used as a mattress for their sexual intercourse earlier. Red stain... Was that... his blood...?!

"Oh, God, Krad!" Dark was suddenly by his side, eyes widened in shock and wariness. "You're bleeding...! Did I hurt you?!"

Krad touched the dried blood and smiled, "I'm okay..." he answered honestly.

"I'm sorry..." Dark whispered apologetically and caressed the golden bangs on Krad's forehead. "I'm so sorry..."

The hunter chuckled and started to pull his clothes back on, flicking his long golden ponytail to his back. "I'm okay, I asked for it, right?" He pulled his boots on and lifted his robe from the ground.

Dark only stared at him with those deep violet eyes. "I'm really sorry... I didn't mean to push you that far..."

"I don't regret it," Krad shrugged. "Can we meet again, Dark?"

The thief stepped closer and planted a kiss on his lips, "Of course... Tomorrow, the day after, until hundreds of years from tonight... We'll always meet again... You are... after all, my hunter..."

Krad pushed him lightly, lifting his chin and smiling, "I'll see you again then, Dark Mousy..."

Dark reached for his fingers for the last time and entwined them with his for a long second before letting go. "I'll see you again..."

And as the thief's figure disappeared into the distance, Krad could feel his lips forming another smile. Clutching the stained robe in his arms, he smelled the musky scent left by their lovemaking. A remembrance of an unforgettable night.

A secret. Their secret. Two creatures from two different families that were blood-enemies for years.

But maybe... he had found the reason for his existence.

Maybe... he was created for that person. A complement, a mirror image, a light for the darkness.

With that thought, he turned and went in the opposite direction. Going home to the Hikari.

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