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Unity	By : Macx Category: +. to F > DNAngel Views: 2612 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Unity 2

He had fallen asleep in his embrace. Krad looked at his host in wonder
and with a tender smile, one wing curled protectively around the slender
form. It was getting colder now that the sun had almost set, but Satoshi
was a warm weight against him, solid and real. It was amazing to feel him
like this, not just as a presence in his mind.

You do beautiful things, Satoshi, he thought. You are an artist. I
know you're scared of your heritage, but so was I. I was scared of myself
and sometimes I still am.

The demon knew that the decision to seal the unnamed figurine had been
the right one, but it had hurt to watch Satoshi, to see his work of love
be destroyed without ever having truly lived.

You're so much like the first Satoshi, my first host. There is an innocence
inside you, a beauty and radiance, your stepfather and your clan couldn't
destroy.

It was what had attracted Krad to this particular host. Daisuke brought
it out even more, his energy and strength. Krad smiled a little and gently
brushed over the light brown hair.

You should show it to him one day. He deserves to see it.

In the end he decided to take Satoshi home. Like Dark, Krad could take
over a sleeping body if the host trusted him, and Satoshi did now. He merged
with the young man, took over, and they flew silently and swiftly back
to the house where he surrendered control once more.

Satoshi just slept on, now on the bed, and Krad went into the attic,
gazing at the sealed piece of art. He touched it reverently, then pulled
his fingers away, curling them into a fist.

He had to stow this somewhere. Somewhere safe and away from here.
* * *
The next two months were a flurry of activities and changes. Daisuke
flew to Prague again since his old teacher had made it possible for the
young man to repeat his studies. Daisuke didn't lose much time with preparations.
He packed lightly since he had been to Prague before, and he knew what
to take. Some of his stuff was still there. He had some convincing to do
when it came to Satoshi, though. He wanted his lover to come along, to
be there with him, and finally Hikari said yes. He would come for four
weeks, then fly home.

It was a compromise.

The four weeks were over fla flash and Daisuke asked him to reconsider
his decision, but Satoshi was firm. He would go home.

"It's not like before," he told his lover at the last evening they
spent together, walking the streets, enjoying the autumn air. "I'll be
fine."

And he was fine. Krad's presence was no longer feared and hated. It
was a co-existence, even if the demon was sometimes very quiet and laid
back. Unlike his prior possession, Krad was holding himself back, letting
Satoshi lead, and the young was was very much at ease around his old nightmare.
He trusted him. Enough to let his guards down, to sleep deeply, and to
let himself fall into the strong, reassuring embrace in his mind.

He didn't lose a word about the artwork, the single piece of creative
expression he had given life. Neither did Krad.

Daisuke's return home was a day to celebrate and while he was severely
jet-lagged, he was also in good spirits. Emiko and Kosuke were at the airport
with Satoshi, greeting their son, and Daisuke talked about nothing but
Prague and the museums and all the art for hours, until exhaustion hit
him.

Satoshi looked down at his lover, smiling gently, brushing long bangs
of dark hair out of his eyes. It was so good to have him back.

//You missed him// Krad's low voice whispered.

//Yes, I did. Four weeks and it felt like four years. What does that
say about me?//

//You love him very much// the entity answered simply, smiling.

Satoshi was stunned, then just sank into the mattress, Daisuke at his
side. Yes, he loved him. He loved with all his heart and soul and strength.
He had missed the warmth at his side, the smile, the shining eyes. He had
missed Daisuke in his life, in their home, everywhere.

Shit, I'm so dependent on him.

//Which isn't bad// Krad murmured. //Love is never bad//

He turned to look at his demon, intrigued by the emotions he picked
up. Neither said anything and Satoshi finally smiled, snuggling closer
to the muscular form at his side, slipping off into sleep.
Krad watched as he settled back, casting a contemplative look at the
connection he had with Dark, then decided against it.
* * *
It was two days after Daisuke's return home and both Dark and Krad had
decided to separate from their hosts' bodies to give the two men some privacy.
While Dark liked the positive flood of emotions from the actual love-making,
he also enjoyed a few hours alone. He could have that solitude when he
walled himself off from Daisuke's mind, but the two had discovered that,
like Krad, he could leave his host. Unless he depleted his energy with
magic, he could last outside for a long while.

And Dark had grown adventurous, much to Daisuke's growing headache
in the beginning. Dark had lost nothing of his spirit, his dare-devil attitude
and devil-may-care behavior. He was open for anything and anyone, and keeping
him in check was a piece of hard work. He enjoyed himself way too much
and he tried to pull Krad along, which was rarely effective. Of the two
of them, Krad showed a lot more responsibility and thoughtfulness. And
maturity.

"Balance," Satoshi had one remarked. "They need each other."

At the moment, neither was needed with their respective host, and Dark
had taken the chance to make plans for a day out and about, dragging Krad
along.

"I had plans," the demon groused, glaring at his other half.

"Sitting in some old, boring library and reading?" Dark teased.

"Education would do you a world of good, kaitou," came the snapped
reply.

"Ouch. You're in a good mood. Lighten up, okay? They want to have some
fun alone and be at it like starved bunnies. We do the same."

Krad's face was priceless. "What?!"

Dark grinned cheekily. "We'll have fun. Now come on."

So Krad went. Reluctantly, with a sour face, but he followed his other
half through the streets and alleys, shades hiding his inhuman eyes. They
ended up in one particular street, in front of one particular house.

"I'm not sure I'm welcome here."

Dark sighed and looked at the Niwa home. He liked dropping by once
in a while. Niwa Daikii had been his host a long time ago and talking to
him now was like talking to an old friend. They had been one for quite
a while. Emiko was always fussing over him, which Dark secretly enjoyed,
and though he would deny it, he thought of her as an older sister� close
to a mother-figure. He liked being around her. It gave him a warm feeling.

Krad on the other hand was his antithesis and while Emiko had accepted
him, the demon felt unwell in the home of his former enemy clan.

"I just wanna say hello to Daikii and Emiko, okay? I mean, you can
stay out here and wait�"

Krad frowned, then nodded. "That's exactly what I'll do. I wonder why
I went along anyway."

"Because, my dear Krad, there is a whole world out there that we never
experienced. It's about damn time."

Dark rung the bell and waited. It was Emiko who opened and she smiled
widely at him.

"Dark! What are you doing here?"

"Was in the area. Daisuke gave me some time off, so to speak." He grinned.

"Perfect timing, dear. I think I could need your help."

Dark tilted his head. "What for?"

She smiled and was about to answer when her eyes fell on the solitary
figure on the other side of the street, standing a few houses away, eyes
closed, face tilted toward the sun. Dark followed her gaze and opened his
mouth to say something when Emiko touched his chest in a silencing gesture.
She left the house and walked up to the tall blond whose only resemblance
with the Krad she had seen before were the feline eyes and the long, blond
hair. Now those golden eyes met dark brown ones and she held the neutral
gaze. Finally Emiko smiled and nodded invitingly at the open door.

Krad's expression changed. He blinked a little, strangely unsure, and
her smile grew warmer.

"You're welcome," she said softly.

With that she turned and walked back to where Dark had been watching,
rooted to the spot, fascinated by the small exchange. Krad followed her,
looking reluctant, confused, and Dark smiled with the same warmth Emiko
had used.

"Told you," he murmured only loud enough for his other half to hear.

It got him a dark look.
Once inside it became clear pretty fast that what Emiko needed was more
than just a favor. She was cleanout out the basement, the huge underground
construction that housed countless stolen art.

"It needs to be sorted. No one's done anything but pile it everywhere
since you started, Dark," she explained as they descended the old stone
steps.

Dark couldn't deny the smaller woman the request. He just shot his
counterpart a quizzical look, got a barely perceptible grimace in return,
and then they set to work.
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