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Heritage	By : Macx Category: +. to F > DNAngel Views: 2222 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Heritage
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
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- 4
Satoshi had tried to kill himself in their final battle ten years
ago. Killing his body through magic, taking Krad with him in turn. How
far was the blond demon gone if he was by now thinking of that again? He
had once before claimed everything would have been better if he had been
killed right away; sealed, exterminated, destroyed. Satoshi had been close
to doing that, succeeding in what his ancestors had failed in.
"Krad?" he probed fearfully.
"It was all about power. Never about something else," the demon whispered.
"All that power..."
He sounded almost feverish, slightly delirious. Dark was trying to understand,
but he had the faint impression that maybe Krad was talking about something
else. Something he had yet to grasp. Whatever had launched the destructive
run in the kitchen, it was rooted deeply inside the jaded and fractured
soul. A soul Dark loved very much. Despite the ugliness, the darkness and
the pain, all the past experience and the hurt, he loved Krad. He hated
to see him in this much pain. He wanted to help.
"I was such an idiot," Krad murmured. "Wanting to take over Satoshi...
hurting him so much. I never knew the consequences."
Yep, Krad was talking about something else alright, but also about Hel.
Right now, a lot of things were suddenly rising back up and they created
one ugly mess in Krad's mind.
"It's the past," Dark insisted. "You wouldn't hurt him now."
"Yes, but... "
"Krad!"
"What?"
"Will you marry me?" Dark blurted.
Golden eyes snapped open wide, staring at him in utter disbelief.
"W-what?" the demon stuttered.
"I asked if you will marry me."
Krad blinked. "W-why?"
Dark grinned cheekily. "Well, given that we're as good as married, being
two souls of the same art work and all, and given the fact that we shared
this one place for quite a while before getting... well... divorced...,"
another wide grin, "why not make it official."
Krad blinked again.
"And I think three hundred years of engagement time are enough. What
do you think, would you like a limousine or a carriage with four white
horses?"
Krad let out an explosive breath, shaking his head in confusion. "Are
you nuts?
Dark pouted. "No horses?"
"You are completely out of your mind, kaitou! Marrying?!"
Dark did his best to look outright disappointed "So you don't
want me?"
Krad made a little noise that sounded suspiciously like a choked snort.
"I want you, but..."
"But you don't want the horses, okay, I can live with that. A limo then?"
"This is ridiculous!"
Dark didn't stop the infuriating grin. "What?! After three hundred years
I finally find the courage to propose to you, and all you have to say is
'ridiculous'?! Now I'm hurt."
Dark almost laughed at the expression on his lover's face. Gotcha.
"Dark..."
"I love you, Krad," he said softly, catching those pliant lips in another,
much softer kiss, feeling his lover melt into him almost immediately.
Holding him close afterwards, Krad let his head rest on his shoulders.
"You were kidding, "he breathed.
"Well... "
"Dark!"
"Did work, didn't it?" he asked slyly.
Krad shook his head, chuckling slightly. "It worked. Yes, it worked."
He leaned into Dark, needing his strength. "Only you...."
"Yep, only me. So... now that the marriage plans are off and in the
wind... What happened, Krad?"
All humor fled again. "I felt his fear, Dark. Satoshi always fought
me in the past, but he didn't really fear me that much. I was his nightmare,
but not like then... not like just now... He's afraid of me... after everything...
but I need him and I don't want to feel that fear, to see it... and have
him push me away. I can't be without him, Dark. I need him so much..."
Oh boy -- here came the difficult part.
"He won't push you away. He loves you," Dark said quietly, "but right
now I think he's more irritated about the kitchen."
Krad's head shot up. "Kitchen?"
So his lover hadn't really seen what he had done.
"Well, your, err... little redecorating project?"
For a moment Krad looked distant, then the inhuman eyes widened. "Oh
no... I remember hitting something, but... that was the kitchen furniture,
wasn't it?"
Dark nodded.
"I recall... I was so furious... and I felt... oh my god..." Krad paled,
glancing at the dried blood that still stuck on his skin. "Satoshi!
He was there...I saw him ... on the floor ..."
Dark caught the hand before Krad could pull from his embrace. "He's
all right. Listen to me, Krad, he's fine. This isn't his, it's yours."
Wide eyes searched his, agitation clear in them.
"Believe me. Sato's okay. Rattled and wondering what happened, but he's
fine. Let's go home. Please?"
"How can I face him ever again?"
"You will have to. You're a part of him."
Krad shivered. "Yes. So much. Bound to him."
Dark kissed his head and stroked over the blond hair. "We both are.
Come... he needs you, too."
°
They hadn't returned home right away. Krad had refused to, so Dark had
stayed with him, both of them watching the sun rise from their look out
point. Finally, with Krad dangerously low on energy, they had gone home.
Krad had merged with his host, leaving Dark wondering what was really going
on. This was far more than Hel.

Looking into Satoshi's exhausted, tired blue eyes he read the same
question there. Both men were intimately bound to the blond demon and neither
really had an idea what this was in detail.
"Daisuke fell asleep," Satoshi only said. "You should rest, too."
"Same to you, Sato," Dark replied. "Go and get some sleep. You won't
be in any shape to handle whatever comes next when you're dead on your
feet."
Satoshi just nodded and Dark prodded him gently to go into the bedroom
with him where Daisuke lay sleeping. The kaitou merged with his host, shooting
Sato a last look that told him to please do the healthy thing: sleep.
And Satoshi did. He fell into bed beside his lover and was out like
a light no five minutes later.
° ° °
Krad didn't talk.
He huddled in a corner of their shared mind and all Satoshi saw was
a small, almost indistinct presence, curled up and suffering silently.
It was almost as bad as in the beginning when Sato had consciously wanted
to hurt the nightmarish creature he remembered from his childhood.
Now, hurting Krad was farthest from his mind. Actually he wanted to
help, wanted to comfort him, wanted to know what was going on.
It was two days after Krad's outbreak and the subsequent problems that
Satoshi had enough. Daisuke was again spending the night at the university
or the library, and Satoshi had finished his own stuff for the day. He
settled down on the couch and closed his eyes, turning inward, looking
for his symbiote.
The mind realm was bleak. He hadn't expected anything else. Like before,
when Krad was completely out of it, the mind realm would revert into something
akin to a blank slate. There were a few shades of dark white or light gray,
but no hills or valleys, no sky or real ground. All was a uniform nothingness.
And in this nothingness he saw Krad.
All in white.
Satoshi bit his lower lip.
Damn.
White pants, white shirt, white coat. Not the outfit of before, but
also not the more colorful clothes he had taken to wearing now. The wings
were out, but drooping, and there was barely any life in those golden eyes.
Krad was staring at nothing, sitting with his legs drawn up and his wings
creating a feathery shield.
Satoshi knelt down before him and when Krad didn't react, he reached
out and placed two fingers under his demon's chin. He gently lifted the
blond head.
"Krad? Talk to me."
Golden eyes gazed at him, then Krad swallowed heavily.
"Please?" Satoshi begged, voice soft and gentle. "This is hurting you.
It's hurting all of us."
"Sato..."
He felt waves of desperation emitting from the blond, felt the pain
and need, and he just knew that the farthest from Krad's mind was the intent
to hurt him. There was nothing false about Krad's love and devotion, his
words about Satoshi being 'his' any more. Satoshi knew his demon's past
and he had long since come to understand that what had passed as love ten
years ago had been the only kind of affection Krad had ever received from
his past Hikari hosts. Things had changed profoundly since then.
"Please," he whispered.
And Krad finally did talk.
°
He had expected a lot. He had expected screams and tears, anger and
outrage. What he hadn't counted on was a complete silence, the neutral
expression on his tamer's face, and the empty blue eyes.
"Satoshi?" Krad asked carefully.
Sato blinked. "That explains a lot," he murmured.
Too calm, Krad thought. Way too calm. But Satoshi had always been a
rather controlled young man, even as a child. He had rarely let his emotions
out, though after the end of the curse, after living with Daisuke, things
had changed for the better.
"Are you okay?" Krad asked, his worry about his host pushing aside everything
else.
"Yes. Yes, I'm okay." Satoshi dredged up a smile. "Thank you for telling
me."
Krad studied him and finally reached out, cupping the narrow face. "I'm
so sorry, Sato. So very, very sorry."
Satoshi smiled more, leaning into the caress. "It's okay. It's the past.
Don't worry."
But Krad did worry. He worried a lot.
Satoshi retreated back into the real world, leaving a thoughtful Krad
behind. Something was terribly wrong with Satoshi's reaction, but he couldn't
put his finger on it.
Too calm. The thought came again and again.
When Satoshi drowned himself in work once more, ignoring every and all
attempts of Krad to talk about the revelations, the demon pulled away.
Not to wallow in guilt, but to give his host the necessary space to think
.
Maybe that was what he needed.

It took a week for Krad to realize that Satoshi's way of coping was
to push everything away until his subconsciousness could no longer bear
it. By then it was too late. Things had accumulated and the dam was about
to break.

tbc...
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