D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Gay Sanctum ❯ Rumors ( Chapter 9 )

Gay Sanctum

 

Disclaimer: I am not the creator of DNAngel

 

A/N: I almost forgot where I was going with this. Whichever, I am back and I'm trying to update everything! I AM LOOKING FOR AN EDITOR who can edit more than just grammar mistakes.

 

Chapter 9: “Rumors”

 

By the time the weekend was over, Daisuke had already thought up a whole page's worth of things to say to Dark. He wanted to know why he was with that girl on Friday, and God help him, he was going to find out.

 

Once his mother drove him up to the gate, she gave him a quick kiss and then said, “Don't forget about this weekend.”

 

Daisuke pulled his bag over his shoulder and said, “Mom, can I invite a friend?”

 

Emiko had that sour look on her face, “Who?”

 

Daisuke smiled.

 

Emiko sighed. She had a reasonable guess of who that person could be, “As long as you give the majority of your attention to Risa.”

 

Daisuke's face lit up, “Thank you, mom!” He then walked away waving his hand.

 

“If that Dark tries anything…,” Emiko sat in her car, quietly seething. She hadn't forgotten what Riku mentioned just the other day.

 

DAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWA

 

When the bell rang, Daisuke quickly got in his seat and pulled out his text books. The teacher began the class, but Daisuke's head was anywhere but in the classroom. He was still trying to remember Dark's schedule and if he would have a chance to see him before the day was over. Luck would have it that he couldn't find Dark anywhere until the final bell rang and classes were over for the day. In the meantime, however, Daisuke pulled out his list and tried to memorize the questions. He was going to take control of the next conversation and try to get Dark to fess up. Had the guy had an entire secret life that Daisuke was unaware of? Come to think of it, Daisuke had only known Dark for a little less than a few months. Within that time, Daisuke hadn't learned much more than that Dark wasn't the richest of guys, and that he was a rebel who had a flippant perspective of life. He was so laid back and carefree and Daisuke loved that about Dark. But back to the other day, if Dark did have someone else in his life, why had he proposed the idea about him and Daisuke being together? Was it all just for show? Was it just to help Daisuke be rid of Risa? If so, then Daisuke thought about what had haunted his mind just a few days ago as well. If and when Risa is finally out of Daisuke life, would Dark leave too?

 

The bell rang and Daisuke was out of that classroom in a blink of an eye.

 

DARKMOUSYDARKMOUSYDARKMOUSY

 

Dark was slouching in his chair with his feet up on the desk and his hands behind his head. His buddies were at it again. Talking the chick they “banged” over the weekend. One guy had made this one brunette fall head over heels for him in one night and had completely taken advantage of her before he up and left on her before she knew what happened. Dark preferred to stay out of the conversation, but one of his friends brought up the other day, “I saw you with that chick.”

 

“What about it?” asked Dark.

 

“Pretty nice piece of booty you had there,” said another friend of Dark's, “She's a keeper.”

 

“Yeah, well, I guess I can add her to my collection of bitches and hoes.”

 

Daisuke had just walked by that classroom when he heard Dark spill those words. He turned slightly and looked into the classroom. Someone caught sight of him and said, “Hey, get out you little punk.”

 

Dark looked towards the door and saw Daisuke looking at him. Daisuke blinked once then twice then a look of utter betrayal covered his face. Dark quickly got up and nearly knocked over the desk and chair as he raced for the door. Daisuke didn't run away, he just kind of walked away from Dark as Dark tried to catch up with Daisuke. “Hey, hold on!”

 

Daisuke brought his text books close to his chest as he looked up and behind himself at Dark. “It's Ok, Dark. You're a guy, and it's not like we are really dating.”

 

“Daisuke…,” Dark knew the kid could be like this, “That came out all wrong.”

 

“Who was she, Dark?” Daisuke asked, while trying to keep his voice from quivering.

 

“Just a friend I met up with. Well, actually a friend of a friend.”

 

“Does she like you?” Daisuke asked hesitantly.

 

“Of course!” Dark said proudly, “Who could resist me?”

 

Daisuke's head slumped a little. “Ok…”

 

Dark extended his hand, lifted up Daisuke's head to face him, and backed him up against a wall. He gently kissed Daisuke's cheek and the boy's stomach did that flip flop thing. They were in the halls… they were still in public. What if someone saw them? “Dark…”

 

“Hey, you have nothing to worry about. She wasn't you, Daisuke. It wasn't the same.”

 

“What wasn't the same?” What was Dark playing at?

 

Dark leaned in and whispered in a very deep and sensual voice, “The texture of her skin, the frame of her body, the sound of her voice… it wasn't you.”

 

Daisuke wanted to believe for a second that there really was something beyond the rehearsed kisses and caresses. “And so?”

 

“I missed you, Daisuke.”

 

“Why?” Why was Dark giving Daisuke hope?

 

Dark grinned and licked Daisuke's ear, “You know why,” Dark nudged Daisuke's cheek with his nose.

 

Daisuke's arms held on tighter to his text books as the warmth of Dark's body radiated off him and swathed Daisuke in a heated surrounding of Dark's presence. “Someone might see, Dark.”

 

“So?”

 

Daisuke smiled a little. “I am having a party this weekend, Dark,” Daisuke admitted. “My entire family will be there, and…”

 

“We'll finally have to act out our parts?”

 

“Yesss….,” Daisuke didn't intend of that to come out like a hiss.

 

“About time,” Dark pulled away and began to walk towards his classroom, “What shall I wear?”

 

“Anything you want,” Daisuke winked as he disappeared down the hall.

 

Dark watched for a few minutes until Daisuke was far enough away for Dark to whisper, “I'll prove everything to you this weekend, Daisuke.”

 

DAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWADAISUKENIWA

 

“Daisuke, hurry up! Risa's grandparents want to meet you!” Emiko yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

 

Daisuke sat on his desk staring into the mirror. He looked absolutely suave despite his submissive characteristics with his little black tux and white shirt with shiny black shoes. He sighed and rested his head on his hand. He didn't want to go down and show himself off. He wanted to wait until Dark arrived, which probably wouldn't be any time soon. “I want to kiss him….,” Daisuke slouched down further and became restless. He wanted Dark to come so bad right now that if he didn't show up within the next ten minutes or so, he would run out and find him.

 

Just anticipating what misleading events were going to occur over the next few hours made Daisuke quiver with trepidation.

 

He looked back into the mirror and bit his lower lip. Was Dark going to kiss him like that? Oh, did Daisuke ever hope so.

 

The bell rang again and again, yet the only voices Daisuke could hear were those of relatives. Daisuke closed his eyes began to shiver. He was just that nervous.

 

So he decided to get up and stretch a bit, but then he heard someone knocking, and then the door opened. Daisuke spun around and had to reluctantly restrain himself from pouncing on the older teen with the amethyst eyes. “Don't you look handsome?” Dark leaned to his right and placed his hand on his hip.

 

Daisuke said softly with a quivery voice, “Good evening, Dark.”

 

“Why so polite? Having second thoughts?”

 

Daisuke walked over to Dark and ran his fingers over Dark's tie. It looked so good on him. “Daisuke…,” Daisuke looked up at Dark, and Dark leaned down. He kissed Daisuke's cheek ever so close to his lips and then pulled away; leaving Daisuke frustrated. “Are you having second thoughts? You can end this all right now if you want to, you know.”

 

There were two options. Lose Risa and Dark, or keep Risa and prolong his and Dark's agreement. That is unless Daisuke could convince Dark to stay with him. “I'm ready,” Daisuke smiled, “Let's give them a show they will never forget!”

 

Dark took Daisuke by the hand and led them out of the room. Daisuke blushed furiously and tried to keep himself under control as they walked down the hall. Once they reached the stairs, Dark looked over to Daisuke and whispered, “Is this too soon?” He gave Daisuke's hand a light squeeze and Daisuke reluctantly pulled his hand away.

 

“I think we should make everyone suspicious first, and then we can be a bit less discrete with our affections.”

 

Dark nodded and then they descended. Immediately, Emiko approached Daisuke and yanked him away from Dark before the two could even protest, “Come along, Daisuke. There are some people here who want to meet you,” she led Daisuke to this older couple and they greeted Daisuke.

 

Dark followed and was never too far behind as Emiko dragged Daisuke from one group to another. He even caught the occasional death glares Emiko would send at Dark. She was probably wondering why Dark kept on following them instead of trying to find someone else to harass.

 

Once she covered everyone inside, she pulled on Daisuke and brought him outside. Right away people began clapping as Daisuke made his entrance. Risa then appeared out of a crowd and approached Daisuke. She bowed and Emiko smiled, “Doesn't Risa look just lovely this evening, Daisuke?”

 

Daisuke feigned a smile and then said, “You look as lovely as ever,” then, he purposely turned around and looked longingly at Dark. His lips whispered `come here,' and Dark did so. Emiko seethed as Dark handed Daisuke a glass of cider. “Here you are, Daisuke.”

 

Daisuke kept his eyes glued to Dark as he said thank you and reached for the glass. Their hands touched for a brief moment and Daisuke blushed as Dark winked and took a step back. Daisuke then smiled bashfully as he took a little sip. Emiko didn't miss the gestures, which resulted in her taking the glass away from Daisuke, “Why don't you introduce Risa to your aunts and uncles?”

 

Daisuke turned around lethargically and said, “They already know who Risa is.”

 

Emiko shook her head and was about to say something, but then someone interrupted her. She swamped glances between Dark and Daisuke then walked away with that person. Risa stood there smiling, and then said, “Finally,” she then reached towards Daisuke, but Daisuke turned around and pretended to have not seen her.

 

“Dark…,” Daisuke clung to Dark's sleeve and then suggested that they go somewhere else. Whether this was for everyone eyes or not, Daisuke desperately just wanted to be alone for Dark; even if for a few minutes.

 

Dark's other hand stretched out and wrapped around Daisuke's shoulders. As they walked away, Daisuke purposely turned around and glanced at Risa as if to say, `this is who I belong to.'

 

DARKMOUSYDARKMOUSYDARKMOUSY

 

Dark and Daisuke were now sitting on a couch by the heath. In a few minutes it will be dinner time, and Daisuke anxiously clenched his pants with his fists. He just knew that his mother was going to propose a toast to him, and with his luck, they will suggest that Daisuke kisses Risa to prove his love for her. Maybe he'll just sit with Dark as far away from the girl as possible. “Whatever happens at dinner,” Dark rested his hand over Daisuke's, “Just give me the signal and….”

 

“I know,” Daisuke looked up fondly at Dark for just a moment, for before they could even lean in, a few other couples came to sit on the couches around them. Daisuke quickly withdrew his hand and blushed. Dark smiled and then whispered into Daisuke's ears, “If we're going to do this right, we have to play the parts,” Dark reached out and took Daisuke's hand away from his lap, and intertwined their fingers, “What's the worst that can happen?”

 

An older lady looked from over the shoulder of her husband at Daisuke. She raised her eye brow, and Daisuke felt tenser than ever. He looked at Dark, and Dark whispered into his ears, “Just pretend I'm whispering loving words to you and make it look like it's affecting you,” Dark purposely brushed his lips against Daisuke's ear, “Make it seem like you don't care who's looking at you. Pretend that there's no one here but us.”

 

Dark had no idea what was blooming inside of Daisuke as Dark whispered his words. They inevitably had this electrifying effect on Daisuke despite what Dark was saying. “Just us?”

 

“That's right. Just us,” Dark's deep, whispering voice sent chills along his spine and made his stomach feel tight.

 

Daisuke wanted to lean into Dark, but someone rang a bell and announced that dinner had been served.

 

So around the large table they all sat. Daisuke's father sat at the head, and Emiko was seat at his right. Daisuke's grandpa was besides Emiko, and Risa's parents were across from them. Along the table sat other people at random; except for Risa and Riku who were sitting fairly close to Dark and Daisuke. Across from them in a matter of fact. Daisuke smiled at Riku who motioned towards Dark and gave a furtive thumps up. Daisuke blushed and mouthed a `thank you.'

 

Dark looked over at Riku skeptically, then asked Daisuke, “Who's she?”

 

“Risa's twin sister.”

 

“Oh,” Dark couldn't careless. He was waiting for the opportune time to pull Daisuke's chair closer to his. Which he hoped would be soon. “Let's say grace,” said Daisuke's father as he stood up and began to lead everyone in prayer.

 

This was the perfect moment. As everyone bowed their heads and closed their eyes, Dark reached for one of the chair's legs and brought Daisuke's chair closer to his. Daisuke, who was participating in prayer, nearly yelped when he felt his chair moving on its own. Dark then reached for Daisuke's hand and held it. Daisuke stiffened and completely forgot the rest of the words to the prayer. He just started mumbling and his eyes began to dart all over the table, hoping that no one had saw Dark do what he had just done.

 

“Everything's alright, Daisuke,” Dark whispered into Daisuke's ears.

 

Everyone was praying, but not Riku. She had been watching Dark carefully. She had seen everything and she trying her hardest not to grin or pass the shy couple a fond gesture.

 

When Daisuke's father had finished leading everyone in grace, drinks were served along with the first course. Instantly, Emiko tapped her fork against her wine glass and said, “A toast,” she raised her glass, “To Daisuke and Risa.” She then said no more and raised her glass a bit more.

 

Everyone else did the same and then took a sip. Everyone that is, except Daisuke and Dark. Riku had also caught that, and this time, she didn't bother hiding her grin. “What's that for, Riku?” Risa asked when she placed her glass down.

 

Riku shrugged and then began taking sips of her soup.

 

Risa then looked across the table. She wanted to engage Daisuke in a conversation, but Dark had already beaten her to the spot. He was speaking into Daisuke ear… rather intimately close for two “friends.” Risa then reached for a dinner roll and as she applied the butter, she didn't look away from the suspicious couple. “What's going on between them? Daisuke gives all his time to Dark.”

 

Riku shrugged again even though she clearly knew the answer.

 

When the salad came around, Daisuke started rolling around his tomatoes and Dark then reached into his plate and forked them both. “I'll take them,” he ate them then leaned in and whispered to Daisuke, “Don't like tomatoes?”

 

Daisuke shook his head rather vigorously.

 

“Would you have eaten then if I mouth fed you them?”

 

Daisuke blushed and then placed his fork down. His stomach was suddenly full… with restless butterflies.

 

Emiko had seen what Dark had just done. She wanted to shrug it off as something that best friends did to each other, but Dark and Daisuke were boys. It was in their nature to be loud and obnoxious. So why were they so secretive and to themselves like… like…, “Lovers…,” Emiko frowned and then turned to Risa's mother. Perhaps she was just over reacting. Her son couldn't be gay.

 

“I need more dressing, Dark,” Daisuke commented as he mixed around his salad.

 

Dark then reached across the table and grabbed the little jar of salad dressing then poured just the right amount onto Daisuke's salad. Daisuke smiled then muttered a `thank you.' Daisuke then did that mixing thing with his salad and then just set his fork down. He really didn't want to eat anymore then he had already consumed. He felt nervous. He knew that a few of his guests suspected something and he knew that this was going to happen, but anxiety stirred in him as he thought ahead to the part when someone actually confronted him about everything. Hopefully, no one would soon.

 

“You need to eat, Daisuke,” Dark said as his hands casually relaxed on Daisuke's thighs.

 

Daisuke jerked and smiled. He never thought that he would be so responsive to every little thing that Dark did. God, he was going to miss Dark when everything was over.

 

“I'm not really hungry anymore,” Daisuke mumbled.

 

“Is it me?” Dark pulled his hand away, feeling that maybe he had forced Daisuke to go beyond his limits, but then Daisuke spontaneously grabbed Darks hand and forced him to relax it further in between Daisuke's thighs. Daisuke then gave Dark a tight squeeze then settled his hands on the table. The boy was now a deep red.

 

Riku was giggling on the other side. She was so tempted to just peak beneath the table cloth and see first hand where Dark's right hand had suddenly wondered off to. “Like I was saying, Risa,” Riku continued to talk to Risa, “There is no point in buying an elaborate wedding gown. You are only going to wear it once. Just once. Rent one.”

Riku was serious about Risa wearing it only once. And that once was going to be wasted on trying it on in the dressing room. Surely Daisuke would break everyone off with Risa before she had a chance to wear it to her own wedding.

 

“What is it, Daisuke?” Dark asked as the waiters came in and took away the salads. “Are you feeling ill?”

 

“No. It's not that. I'm just… a little nervous.”

 

“Just say the word, Daisuke, and I'll stop. I won't push you. Ever.”

 

Daisuke waited for the waiters to return with the main course before Daisuke grabbed Dark's hand beneath the table. Daisuke then looked around before he intertwined their fingers and squeezed Dark's hand. He was craving the over teen's warmth entirely. But even more then that, he wanted to slip away with Dark for the rest of the night.

 

As everyone began to dig into the food, Emiko called from across the table, “Daisuke, come here for a moment.”

 

Daisuke had to force himself to release Dark's hand. They then passed each other a longing glance before Daisuke stood up and walked towards Emiko. Several guests caught the gesture and started to whisper things to each other. What was going on between Daisuke and this older guy?

 

“Yes, mother?” Daisuke asked as he approached Emiko.

 

“What's going on over there? You're hardly touching your food, and more importantly, why aren't you giving Risa a moment of your time. This party is for both of you. I will not host one again if you don't do your part.”

 

Daisuke nodded. “A few things just came up,” Daisuke tried to explain.

 

“I don't care, Daisuke. Your priorities are to Risa right now, not Dark.”

 

Daisuke looked up and saw Risa glancing over at him. She looked terribly upset. “I'm sorry. It won't happen again.”

 

Emiko nodded and then dismissed Daisuke.

 

Daisuke quickly wondered back to Dark, and even before he sat down, he had already taken Dark's hand in his. This time, a bunch more, including Daisuke's grandpa caught them. “What was that all about?” Dark asked Daisuke.

 

“Mom wants me to give Risa some attention.”

 

“Does she now?” Dark grinned.

 

“I don't want to,” I just want you to tend to my wants…

 

After dinner ended, there was more social time for the family and more time for Risa to come in-between Dark and Daisuke. “Daisuke, I've been waiting to talk with you all night, can I steal you away for a moment,” Risa asked bluntly, as if expecting Daisuke to obediently comply.

 

“Oh,” Daisuke looked back between her and Dark, “Can Dark come to?”

 

Risa looked like she was about to shoot Dark. “Daisuke, I need to talk to you about a few things. I don't want Dark to be there.”

 

“But he's my guest,” said Daisuke, “It'd be rude to just leave him alone.”

 

“It's alright,” said Dark, “I'll just wait in your room.”

 

Daisuke passed Dark one of those don't-leave-me looks but Risa began to pull and Daisuke's arm and so Daisuke had to leave with Risa. But the whole time, while she dragged him away, Daisuke kept his eyes glued to Dark, who was smiling motioning to Daisuke's room. `Hurry back,' he whispered, hoping that Daisuke would read his lips from afar.

 

Risa took Daisuke out behind his home in an area where no one else was. “Finally,” Risa turned to Daisuke and hugged him ever so tightly, “I've missed you so much, Daisuke.”

 

Daisuke tried to smile, but being held tightly in Risa's arms just didn't feel right to him. He was taller than her, more firm than her, a dominant compared to her. It wasn't right. He need to be the one to burry his face into another's chest, feel a stronger body against his, and feel dependent to another. He needed Dark. “Risa, can we sit down?”

 

Risa had Daisuke sit on the hammock below some trees. They then just sat there in silence until Risa asked, “What does Dark mean to you?”

 

“I don't know what you mean.”

 

“What's going on between you guys? You guys seem really close… like…”

 

“Like what?”

 

“Well… you know. Anyways, can you tone it down? I don't want anyone to suspect anything.”

 

“Suspect what? Dark and I are really good friends,” Daisuke then looked up and realized that his room was the one right above them. If Dark was really in his room, then he could see and hear everything. Shit. “Risa, Dark's a special friend.”

 

“How so?”

 

“We understand each other… differently than you and I do.”

 

Risa then reached for Daisuke. She cupped his cheeks and then kissed his lips. Daisuke's eyes widened, and a split second later, he pulled away. Something was aching inside of him. He felt like he had betrayed someone… “I'm sorry, Risa.”

 

“What's wrong? You don't want to marry me?”

 

How was Daisuke supposed to answer that question? “I do, Risa. I want to. But I just need some time to get used to everything.”

 

Risa frowned. “Why do boys make everything so complicated?”

 

Daisuke was taken aback. Oh, if she only knew how complicated girls were. “Risa, I think we should get back to the party.”

 

“Only if you kiss me again,” Risa asked firmly.

 

Daisuke looked up at his window and prayed that Dark wasn't watching them. Then, as he leaned into Risa, he felt something hot burning into his back. Someone was watching. His lips had barely brushed Risa's before he pulled away and got off the hammock. “We should get back.”

 

He reached out to Risa, and then Emiko came from behind the corner of the house. “Daisuke, Risa, that's where you two have been.” She had the widest smile on her face than she has had all day. “What were you two up to?”

 

“Nothing,” Risa said bashfully as she placed her hands behind her back and swayed her hips.

 

Emiko passed Daisuke an approving smile, then walked away, “Just remember to behave.”

 

Risa then felt like grabbing Daisuke's hand and pulling him back towards the hammock, but before she could, Daisuke had walked away. He needed to be with Dark again. He had only been away for barely ten minutes and already he felt weak and exposed.

 

Daisuke had managed to slip into his house without attracting the attention of others. He then quietly walked upstairs and to his room. He knocked then entered. Dark was lying on his bed, tossing a baseball into the air repeatedly. “I thought you were going to be out there all night. I think you just undid everything we worked for today.”

 

Dark stopped tossing the ball into the air and then looked over at Daisuke. Daisuke then locked his door and hurried over to Dark. Dark sat up and opened his arms as Daisuke leaped into him and pushed him onto the bed. “What's with you? You've been acting weird all day. Have I done something to make you mad?”

 

Daisuke shook his head and buried it further into Dark's neck.

 

“Well, what do you want to do? You have any video games or…” Dark was stopped short when Daisuke pressed his lips to Dark's. Just slightly shocked for a moment, Dark's eyes widened, then closed when Daisuke's hands held tight to Dark's collar, holding his in place in case Dark tried to pull away. Dark then cupped Daisuke's cheeks and repeatedly kissed Daisuke on his lips. Quickly though, he pulled away, “Daisuke, are you alright?”

 

“Top me…,” Daisuke whispered while he blushed fiercely.

 

“What?” Did Dark hear him right?

 

“Top me… please.”

 

Dark flipped over so that Daisuke was resting beneath him, with Daisuke's hips and legs cradling Dark. “Dark…,” Daisuke pulled Dark back down to him and kissed him again. He wanted to keep Dark close to him and never allow him to stray too far away. He wanted to take Dark in and give Dark everything he had. These newfound feelings were driving him mad. He had no idea that he could feel this strongly for another man. “Can you spend the night?”

 

“I can try.”

 

“Please don't leave me tonight. I want you to stay.”

 

Dark leaned down, kissing Daisuke fiercely on the neck. Daisuke held onto Dark's body and whimpered. It all felt so good. His nails were digging into Dark's clothes and his thighs were gripping Dark tightly. He wanted Dark to leave a mark so badly, but god help him if his mother ever found it. When Dark pulled away, he settled his lips on Daisuke's and his tongue slipped in between Daisuke's lips. Softly, the two rubbed their tongues together and moaned as they bathed in each other's love.

 

That was, until they heard a knock at the door.

 

Dark was about ready to pull away from Daisuke, but Daisuke determinedly held onto Dark while his lips pulled in Dark's bottom lip. “Dai…,” Dark mumbled.

 

Daisuke finally pulled away then looked at the door. His garnet eyes were shimmering and they looked distressed. “Daisuke?”

 

“Daisuke?” His mother called soon after, “You need to say night to Risa. Open your door.”

 

“I'll be back,” Daisuke said as he pulled himself from beneath Dark, not bothering to fix his hair as he approached the door. He unlocked it, opened it then smiled at Risa, “I'll see you later, Risa. Good night.”

 

Risa was about to step forwards to give Daisuke a little kiss on his cheek, but then Daisuke stepped back and closed the door gently. Riku, Risa, and Emiko all stood there feeling rather replaced and flabbergasted. What had happened to sweet little Daisuke?

 

Dark sat up and raised his brow, “What was that all about?”

 

Daisuke shrugged as he unbuttoned his shirt and then removed his tie. He then pulled down his hands and tossed them onto his chair. He took off his shirt then placed it on his desk. Dark just sat there on the bed wondering what Daisuke was up to. “Should I undress too?”

 

Daisuke nodded as he approached the bed, “I'm exhausted, Dark.”

 

Once Dark finally undid the very last button, Daisuke obligingly pulled the shirt off Dark's shoulders then tossed it onto the floor. Daisuke then undid Dark's belt and while he set them aside, Dark removed his pants. “What are you up to, Daisuke?”

 

“Nothing,” Daisuke then pulled Dark back onto his lips. He kissed him a few times, then relaxed against his pillow. “I can't sleep with those kinds of clothes. I figured that you couldn't either.”

 

“You know you're going to get lectured about this soon.”

 

Daisuke looked at Dark as if the man was going to run away on him. “I don't care anymore, Dark. Just please don't abandon me.”

 

A/N: I think I pretty much forgot where I was heading with this story. So, I have no idea what I am going to do for the next chapter. I'll have to reread through everything then figure out what needs to be done.

 

Sorry for the long wait. I doubt it'll take me that long to update again. Now to update the other four fan fictions I have.