D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Fire and Ice ❯ Little Hints of Love ( Chapter 3 )

Fire and Ice

 

EDITED VERSION

A/N: This chapter starts off with Daisuke and Satoshi walking down the halls of the hotel looking for their room.

A/N2: If thoughts and texts are confusing you, tell me so I can find another way to separate them.

Chapter 3: “Small Hints of Love”


(Daisuke's POV)


"Number 503, number 504, here is it! Hiwatari-san, here's our room; number five-o-five!"


Sliding in the card-key, the security setting flashed a little green light, before it clicked open.


"Wow! It's nice!"


I held the door open for Hiwatari, and once he was in, I rushed over to the balcony and looked out to set my eyes upon a fantastic ocean view. There were no trees blocking the view, as they were for other rooms, there were no poles, or annoying flags, just the wide open view that allowed our eyes to wonder as far as the horizon. "What a nice view," said Satoshi.


As he continued to look forwards, I allowed my eyes to glance at his porcelain white face with a tint of gold from the sun's setting rays. If we were going out, then this would have been the perfect moment for just a tender kiss. (How romantic. You and creepy boy, alone at last.)

 

Huh? At those mere words from Dark, I found myself blushing. I didn't want Satoshi to notice, since it was really noticeable, so I fled into the safety of the dark room, where at least, I could wait until it faded. And soon, Dark's words finally sank in. We were alone at last, or at least, I was finally alone with him. I sat on the bed, and at that moment, I realized it was a goose down bed! "Oh my gosh! No way! It's a down bed? Wow, this place has expensive taste."


I removed my shoes, so I wouldn't dirty the floor as I walked, then I said, "Hiwatari-san, I'm gonna wash my face, ok?"


"Sure," he waved the back of his hand to me as if to not care.


I sighed, then made my way over to the small, but relatively nice bathroom. It had marble floors, which I knew would be suited to Satoshi's liking, huge mirrors, sliding doors to the shower, which was just big enough for two people, hmm, wonder why. It had racks to hang the white towels, two baskets for the dirty clothes, and shelves for our accessories. But the part I know Satoshi would like the best was that it was all white. (If I didn't know better, I'd say that the little goodietwoshoe picked out this room to suit himself...and you.)

 

I walked over to the sink shaking my head, "We didn't get to pick which rooms we would be staying in," I turned on the water, and began to wash my face, "So,...there's...no...way."


After washing my face, I reached for the small folded towel by the sink, and dried my face. I couldn't begin to explain how nice it felt to feel refreshed, especially after that long, yet not to tiresome, flight. However, I also wanted to go down to the beach before the sun completely set. There were some fellow classmates down there playing in the water, having some fun before darkness fall. I wanted Satoshi to come down with me, but then again, I don't even know if he even likes the beach. (Hmm, that sounds like a romantic idea, Daisuke. You and creepy boy, walking alone, together on the beach, feeling the sand between the toes. )

 

Yeah, but we won't be alone.

 

(Then why bother? I thought that you wanted to be alone with him?)

 

I do, but I have every night for the next two weeks to be alone with him. (Naughty, naughty.)

 

I didn't mean that! You're such a pervert!

 

I stormed out of the bathroom, and ran into a heart throbbing sight. Satoshi was sitting on the goose down bed, staring out the window with the sun's golden rays against his face, and because he had his shirt unbuttoned, it was also shinning against the middle portion of his snow white chest. If he couldn't see me so easily, then I would be drooling over his body. Where's the camera when you need it?! This picture was so perfect. I guess Krad isn't the only reason for calling him the angel of light. With the sun in his background, it looked as if his entire body was glowing with white gold, even his hair changed into a white gold shade.


Snapping back into reality, I approached the bed, "Hiwatari-san."


"Yes?" he whispered, continuing to look out at the sunset.


He merely whispers, and my whole body feels like it's about to melt into fire with only his ice cold eyes keeping me from doing so. It's almost like a balance, his attractive looks can make you melt, but his eyes can keep that from happening with one cold glare. But his eyes are so beautiful and warming, and yet, they are cold, that's why I also call him my ice angel. "Do you want to go down to the water?" He quickly turned to face me, his eyes narrowing, and then he shook his head. "Oh, come on!"


"We'd only be there for about thirty minutes, then we'd have to come back inside."


"Please."


"Nope."


I stared at him, narrowing my eyes at him. Why is he always so stubborn?! I crawled up onto the bed and sat before him, "Pppllleeeaaassseee."


"I said no."


"Pretty please."


"What part of no don't you understand?"


"Come on!"


"No."


I leaned forwards, "Please, please, please, please."


"Just go by yourself."


By myself? Why would I go by myself, when I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Satoshi?! I moved myself closer to him, to the point where even I felt a bit tense. "Just for a witty bit?"


"Don't use that baby voice with me. It's not as effective as you might think."


"Oh, come one!" Being this close to him was truely tempting. Without hesitations, I gently wrapped my arms around his neck, "Just for a bit!"


(Satoshi's POV)


'Just for a bit,' he said, then I felt his arms encircle my neck; bring his body closer to mine. This moment we are sharing, I have desired it for much longer than even I know. Maybe since the moment that I first laid eyes on him, yes, since then I've wanted him to hold me in his arms like this, which feels like a barrier; concealing us in a world of our own, "Please, Hiwatari-san."


I could feel his hot breath against my neck as he whispered each and every word softly. There was nothing holding me back, so I returned his embrace, holding him closer to my body; to feel his much needed warmth. He, in turn, folded into me, finding himself comfortable with me...I hope. "I said...no," I whispered into his ear, which laid close against my cheek.


There was just something very sexy with the way he was begging, and soon, I could feel pushing too. Yes, he was pushing me back against the bed. I succumbed, and fell onto my back, with him laying over me. Damn, he was so warm, like a living, human blanket. "Not even to take a quick look?" he whispered softly against my neck.


I stroked his back, "Not even...," I slowly slipped my hand underneath Daisuke's shirt, rubbing his warm and smooth back with my hand. Using my other hand, I slowly began to pull up Daisuke's shirt, taking my time to see if he would let me get away with this, even if I was going awfully slow. "Please...," he whispered before maneuvering himself between my legs, surprisingly rocking our hips. "...ohmmnn...," I couldn't hold back a low moan that has been dying to escape my throat.


"Hiwatari-san...," he whispered seductively against my ear.


"Yes...?" I've dreamt about this moment, but I never thought this would ever happen.


He lifted his head, and looked into my ice cold eyes. I stared back into his. There was confusion, as there was in mine, but there was also want and lust in those not so innocent crimson eyes of his. They were like two rare gems looking back at me, wanting sometimes more than what was happening is what he seemed to be telling me. I wonder how far I could take him before this blissful moment would come to an end. Placing my hand behind his head, I brought him back down to rest against my shoulder. I pulled his shirt up to about his shoulders, then it all ended when some annoying, moment spoiler came to knock on our door. Daisuke pulled his body up and looked towards the hall, "Y..yes?!"


"Daisuke, it's Riku! Come down to the beach! They're serving ice-cream!"


I knew this moment wouldn't last. I felt a detachment as Daisuke pulled himself off me, and quickly ran to the door to answer...her. "Hey, Riku."


"You coming or not?"


"Sure, just give me a sec."


Daisuke ran back inside, and came over to my side, "Please!"


He gave me those puppy dog eyes that I just couldn't resist. "Fine."


"Yes!"


He pulled me up from the bed, then he ran to grab his shoes. While he fixed them to his feet, I fixed mine, then we all headed down to the beach. I'm sort of glad that Riku showed up at the time she did. If she would have gotten there any later, my arousal would have showed, then things would have gotten messy.


DAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWA


"Daisu ke, do you want to share an ice-cream?"


"No. I want my own."


"Ok," Riku turned around to make an order of two strawberry ice-creams.


"Are you sure you don't want any ice-cream, Hiwatari-san?" she asked me.


"I'm sure," I said, avoiding contact with those evil eyes that would condemn my innocent soul.


But despite what thoughts I was thinking, I was rather happy that Daisuke and Riku weren't sharing an ice-cream. I didn't know if I could bear watching them lick from the same cone. Riku soon brought over the two orders of ice-cream, than we all sat down by the water, behind some rocks. There was only silence, except for the smoothing sound of the rushing waves, until... "Riku!"


When I thought the moment couldn't get any worse, here comes the twin of the demon. "Riku! It's horrible! I lost the black feather that my beloved Mr. Dark gave me!"


"Who'd want anything from that pervert?"


"Mr. Dark is not a pervert!"


"Yes he is."


"No he's not! Argh! You're so mean! Please help me find the feather!"


"Fine. You'll have to excuse me."


Finally having an annoying sister proved to be useful in one method. So, now that that evil demon of a girl was gone, I once again had Daisuke all to myself. I turned my head, directing all my attention to that little, adorable, red haired boy that I've fallen so in love with. Even if he was merely licking his ice-cream, I found this to be amusing. I watched as his tongue displayed a little show of extending, licking up some ice-cream, then contracting back into his small mouth. He seemed so amused by just doing this that I felt a little jealous. (You're jealous over strawberry ice-cream?)

 

It's because it's distracting his attention from me. How long can I contain myself as I watched that wet tongue? "Is strawberry your favorite flavor?"


"No, but it tastes really good!"


"Is that so?"


Daisuke pulled himself away from the ice-cream, than he offered me, "If you don't mind, you can try some of it."


"Alright then."


He brought the ice-cream to my lips, and smiled. Slowly, I opened my mouth, and extended my tongue onto the sweet tasting treat that he was enjoying so much. "It's delicious," but not as delicious as I bet Daisuke would taste.


"You can have some more if you want."


"Sure," I took a few more licks until I realized that the sun had disappeared behind the horizon. "Niwa, we should really be heading back. It's getting late."


"Oh, do we have to?" he took a few more licks before continuing, "It's just that I'm having so much fun just being here with you."


Just...being here with...me? (Tisk, tisk. It would seem that a certain someone has an admirer.)

 

I wished that would be true, but could Daisuke ever love me the way that I loved him, or was it all just a mere fantasy that I've created in my mind for myself to believe. "Niwa, it's getting dark. We might get in trouble if we don't head back.” I honestly didn't care..


"Then, let's share the ice-cream. That way we can both enjoy it, and finish it faster. Then we can leave."


He moved closer to me, and once again held the ice-cream close to my lips. He smiled before he continued to lick his ice-cream away. Keeping my eyes set on his innocent face, I too began to lick the ice-cream that tasted of strawberry. From below to up, I scooped the sweet tasting flavor into my mouth, savoring every bit of it, and at the same time, I breathed in Daisuke's sweet breath. If this ice-cream wasn't here, then I would be ravishing his mouth with my tongue. I would be kissing him passionately until he gives into my desires.

 

Watching the runny, melted ice-cream as it slip over Daisuke's finger, I lowered my head, turned it to an angle, and ran my tongue over his finger, licking away the melted, strawberry ice-cream, and kissing him softly. "Uuhhmnn." Did I just hear a moan slip from my beloved's throat?


His eyes suddenly shut, but he continued to lick the ice-cream. Then once again, the ice-cream ran over his finger, and as before, I dove in and licked it all away, before I lightly glided my tongue over his finger. "...mn, that...tickles."


"Really?"


"....mn! Yes."


I pressed my tongue against his fingers harder, moving in between them, then I brought one into my mouth, lightly sucking it. "...oh,...Satoshi..."


That's what I was waiting for; for him to say my name without me having to grant him permission. I could feel him losing grip on the cone, so I wrapped my hand around his carefully enough not to remove the finger lingering in my mouth. I was surprised that he didn't pull away, but after a few moments I guessed that he must have liked it, because he was playing with my tongue! (Why are you just settling for this?)

 

This moment was too good to be ruined by Krad, so I ignored him. Too soon Daisuke finished his ice-cream, so I pulled back, "Hmmm?"

He looked more sleepy and dizzy than anything. But it was amazing that my little night angel could tire so fast, "Come on. Let's go back to the room."


(Daisuke's POV)


I felt so hot with desires. Having him just suck my finger wasn't enough. I didn't want him to end the romance so soon, but I had other ideas that I can try to put into act later. Once he turned around to head back, I reached my arm out, and grabbed his hand. "What is it?"


"I'm sleepy," it was the only excuse I could give him that wouldn't freak him out and cause him to withdraw his hand. I was so happy when he clenched onto my hand. I felt that I could've melted along with that ice-cream. "Let's go, then."


Author's Note: Is this getting too mushy? Or is it just perfect? Cause I like fluff. And a lot of it too!!!