D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ In the Dark of the Night ❯ Chapter 4

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Chapter 4

That day at school Satoshi walked in to the classroom. Daisuke was sitting at his desk surrounded by some of the other kids in the class. He was laughing and joking, but when he was Satoshi the smile disappeared. His head lowered the slightest bit, and he glared at Satoshi. The blue haired boy hesitated by the door. Had Dark told Daisuke what had happened?

“Everyone take your sets.” The teacher had entered the room. Daisuke turned in his seat to face forward very quickly. Satoshi walked over to his desk and sat down, his heart breaking just a little bit more. He sighed a looked up at the teacher, pretending to pay attention even though it wasn't needed. When the bell rang to single the end of class Satoshi packed up quickly and went to talk to Daisuke.

“Daisuke…” Satoshi said softly and reached out to touch his shoulder. Daisuke rounded on him so fast that Satoshi was pressed up against the wall and Daisuke with a hand on either side of his head.

“Don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't even think about me. I don't know what you did to Dark but you hurt him bad.” Daisuke pushed himself away from the wall and walked away. Satoshi slid down the wall and onto the floor. The bell for the next class rang and the halls were empty. No one saw that lonely blue haired angle sitting on the ground, crying silently, with tears running down his face.

That night at home Satoshi was lay in the middle of his bed, curled up in a ball as tight as he could, crying. The rest of the day at school, Daisuke ignored him. Every time he saw Satoshi walking down the hall towards him, Daisuke turned around and walked the other direction. Eventually Satoshi was the one that would find a different way to get to class, not wanting to cause Daisuke any more trouble then he already had. The sobs ripped from his throat, his stomach cramping in complaint from the abuse it was receiving. Satoshi bit his hand in an effort to muffle the cries that were issuing from him. He didn't hear the door open, or the person walking around his apartment looking for him. He felt himself being picked up and placed on someone's lap. That person hugged Satoshi to their chest and rubbed his back. Satoshi just sat their and cried.

“Shh. Its ok Daddy's here. Daddy will take care of you.” Satoshi softened his crying, but the tears continued to roll down his face. Then something clicked. Daddy? oh shit. Satoshi stiffened momentarily then relaxed. It didn't matter anymore. Since Dark didn't want him, and Daisuke didn't care what happened to him, this man could do whatever he wanted and Satoshi would just sit there and take it. The sobs stopped, but the tears continued. Hiwatari's hand slid further down Satoshi's back, closer to his ass. Satoshi didn't move, didn't do anything. Hiwatari smiled and tilted Satoshi's head back so he could claim those lips. Satoshi didn't respond, he just sat there and took it. As the kiss continued a groping hand worked on undoing his pants. Satoshi closed his eyes and allowed darkness to over take him.

The next morning Satoshi woke up to his alarm clock blaring. Satoshi sat up and the first thing he noticed was his back hurt (no surprise, his step dad loved to cut, bruise, and mark his back) it also felt sticky, and his face hurt. Satoshi stumbled over to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. When he looked at his reflection all he saw was a blonde haired man staring back at him.

“Krad. Move.” Satoshi said.

“I don't want to.” Said the annoying blonde.

“But I want to see my beautiful face.” Satoshi said sarcastically and leaned closer to the mirror.

“Ummm… you probably don't want to.”

“Move! Now!” Satoshi yelled at his reflection. Krad sighed and disappeared. Krad was right Satoshi really didn't want to see himself. His left eye was almost swollen shut due to a black eye, his lip was swollen and split, and he had a bruise over his right cheek in the shape of a hand. Satoshi sighed and walked over to the phone to call the school. There was no way he was going to go to school today. After he had called the school, and made up some lame excuse about having the flu, Satoshi pulled out a small mirror so he could talk to Krad.

“Krad, you can come out now.” Satoshi said after Krad didn't appear in the mirror.

“So you want to talk to me now?' Krad asked appearing in the mirror. He was still not completely there, more like a ghost.

“Yes I want to talk to you now.” Satoshi said. Krad's image replaced Satoshi's in the mirror.

“Did you have anything to do with this?” Satoshi asked as he indicted the marks on his face. Krad shifted looking nervous.

“Maybe.” Krad drew the word out like a kid that knew they did something they weren't supposed to.

“Krad.” Satoshi warned.

“Fine. Yes I had something to do with it. I'm tired of him touching you, of hurting you. So when you passed out I took over. I beat his ass out the door and told him that if he ever touched you again I'd kill him. The bustard managed to get in a few hits though. I didn't expect him to be as strong as he was.” Satoshi smiled and said his thanks. He put the mirror on the end of the bed. He laid down and put his hands behind his head. Satoshi gazed up at the ceiling and slowly fell asleep.

Back at school a teacher walked up to Daisuke to ask him a favor.

“Niwa, could you take Hiwatari his homework. He's home sick to day.” The teacher said as she handed Daisuke Satoshi's homework.

“But I don't-”

“Thank you.” The teacher said as she walked away. Daisuke sighed, he decided he would only go by long enough to shove the homework in to his arms then he would leave.

Satoshi woke to the ringing of his doorbell. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Satoshi debated wither or not he should take his time to find his glasses when his door came under attack from a pounding fist. After he stood up Satoshi had to stop for a moment due to the fact the room started to spin. After the room settled back to where it belonged, he stumbled out of the bed room and walked through the living room. He glanced over at the coffee table and there were his glasses. He'd ask Krad what they were doing out there later. He put them on then opened the door. Standing there was the last person he expected to see. Daisuke looked like he was ready to throw the books in his hands at Satoshi until he saw his face.

“What happened?” Daisuke asked. He adjusted the books so he could get a hand free and reached out to touch Satoshi's face. Satoshi flinched away from the hand and reached out to take the books. Daisuke just stared numbly at Satoshi's face, his hand still stretched out in front of him.

“If you're done staring at my face then give me the books and leave.” Satoshi said. He was not really in the mood to deal with someone's pity. Daisuke handed over the books but before Satoshi could close the door, Daisuke asked a question.

“Are you going to be at the museum tonight? Mom sent out another warning.”

“No.” was all Satoshi said before he closed the door on Daisuke's face. He stared at the door for a few moments then walked over and put the books down on the table. He was alone again. The phone rang a few minutes later; it was the police station calling to say that Dark had sent out another warning. After he took care of that conversation Satoshi walked out on to the balcony. He sat down in one of the outside corners and lay his head against the wall. He shifted after the sting of pain shot up his back.

“You're going to catch a cold.” Krad said.

“Don't care.” Satoshi mumbled.

“You still have homework to finish for school tomorrow.”

“I'm not going.” Satoshi mumbled again. I'm so tired. Maybe I'll sleep for just a little bit. His eyelids already dropping, he pulled out the black feather he had kept in his pocket since he found it. Satoshi finally gave into the urge to sleep. As night fell and the cold wind blew, a boy that had fallen asleep out on an unprotected balcony, clutched a black feather in his hand.