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Rough Road	By : Macx Category: +. to F > DNAngel Views: 2842 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Rough Road
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
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TITLE: Rough Road
AUTHOR: Macx and Lara Bee
DISCLAIMER: Not ours. Darn it!
Author�s Voice of Warning (aka Author�s Note):

English is not my first language; it�s German. This is the best I can
do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a prize
<g> The spell-checker said everything's okay, but you know how
trustworthy those thingies are.....
ARCHIVE: yes
WARNINGS: implied non-con (that means: we mention it, but it's not described)
in flashback recollection
TYPE: yaoi
RATING: R
PAIRING: Daisuke/Satoshi, Dark/Krad
FEEDBACK: empty inbox seeks emails <g>

It was this season again and Hikari Satoshi watched with amusement as
his more romantically inclined lover went about decorating their house,
setting up a tree, and baking cookies. While Emiko supplied them with a
bunch of home made bakery goods already, it had become tradition for Daisuke
to try out a new recipe each year. Mostly they were edible, sometimes rather
experimental, and only once had they burned in the oven � which had been
mostly Satoshi's fault, he had to confess. The sight of Daisuke had been
too tempting and the ensuing encounter had only been interrupted by the
smoke alarm going off.
Oh well.
Satoshi had never found Christmas to be a note worthy occasion. It was
a way too commercial invention, he usually claimed. Starting in late August
shops would already carry Christmas products and by the end of November
there was hardly a place where he could set foot in and not get doused
by too much Christmas spirit. December would be the culmination of it all
where even the TV was running old movies, Christmas specials and whatnot.
When he had been younger he would just ignore it all, retreat to the
cold, empty apartment he called a home, and do� whatever. After the destruction
of the Black Wings and with it his freedom from Krad he had slowly been
pulled back into the world of humanity by a very insistent Niwa family.
And Daisuke. Especially Daisuke. They hadn't become lovers for a few more
years after the end of Dark and Krad, but they had always been friends.
Satoshi smiled as he walked through the house, noting how discretely
Daisuke had decorated everything. There were no garish, blinking lights,
no mechanical ho-ho-hos, and no Christmas music running all day. The tree
had been decorated tastefully and Dark had had great fun helping his Tamer.
Satoshi had watched them from where he had sat on the couch, working as
always, and he had felt Krad's interest in the proceedings.
Krad, like him, was new to the world of holidays, fun and family warmth,
but Satoshi had a head start. Krad was just getting accustomed to it all.
One Christmas had been celebrated already and it had been the pivotal point
in his and Dark's relationship. Soon after that they had become lovers.
Now, a year later, the demon was still amazed by it all.
Satoshi was just about to step into the living room when he was grabbed,
held around the waist by a firm arm, tilted backwards, and he gasped. Reflexes
kicked in, locking muscles, but also keeping him from lashing out at his
'attacker'. He had been trained well by his step-father and he still remembered
a few things quite well, especially on instinct.
And then there was a pair of lips on his and his brain stopped, changed
gears from fighting to loving, and the gasp turned into a kiss.
A hot kiss.
A long and hot kiss.
Satoshi's hands clawed and curled into the shirt of his attacker, holding
on for safety just in case the arm around his waist might falter. He was
just about to return the kiss when something registered, when something
suddenly felt strange�
And his eyes flew wide open.
His attacker released his mouth, feeling the change of moods, and violet
eyes laughed at him from out of a face that wasn't Daisuke's.
"Dark?" he sputtered.
The kaitou grinned cheekily. "The one and only."
"What the�? You kissed me!"
"Sure did."
Satoshi's brain was trying to change gears yet again and grinding helplessly.
"Why?"
Dark's grin grew impossibly wide and he pointed over their heads with
his free hand. Satoshi stared at the innocent piece of greenery that dangled
over the door.
Mistletoe.
Mistletoe!
Daisuke! I'm going to kill you! he growled silently.
"It's tradition," Dark went on, still holding him.
"No, it's stupid! It's not a free for all, Dark!" Satoshi replied, feeling
angry and stupid in one.
He had reacted to Dark! He had� shit!
Dark smiled, the smile having nothing of the teasing grin of before.
It was a little apologetic.
"I thought it was a tradition," he corrected himself.
Satoshi sighed. "It is, Dark. It is. It's just� I'm not exactly used
to having people kiss me� Other people� You."
Dark finally helped him straighten up and grinned with a little of his
old, mischievous smile. "Get used to it, Sato. You walk under a mistletoe,
get ready to be kissed." He leaned forward and brushed their lips together.
"Still standing there," he whispered, eyes sparkling.
Satoshi made two steps back and bumped into something. He whirled around
and found himself looking at none other than his lover.

Daisuke was looking both confused and� bothered?
"Dai�" Satoshi began.
"Is this a private kiss or can anyone join in?" Daisuke asked.
Satoshi was flailing for a single, normal thought. He had just been
kissed by Dark � twice � and now Daisuke was� asking what?
And then those well-known lips were on his, gentle but persistent, teasing
his lips open, a tongue following ever-so slowly. Satoshi didn't think
at all any more. He just reacted. He wrapped his arms around his lover,
answered the affectionate contact, deepening it, and he felt Daisuke hug
him impossibly close. The kiss grew, lengthened, became more possessive.

Dark watched his Tamer and Satoshi, watched as a simple kiss became
more, hotter, and he felt himself react to the erotic display of two men
kissing the living daylights out of each other. He had seen Daisuke behind
Satoshi before the Hikari had been aware of it, and he had seen the bothered,
maybe even jealous light in those brown eyes. Daisuke might have hung up
the mistletoe, but he hadn't planned on seeing his lover getting kissed
by someone other than himself.
Now he was quite positively reasserting his claim and Dark grinned,
moving silently away from the door. Kissing Satoshi hadn't been bad and
judging from the response he had been getting, Satoshi had enjoyed it,
too.
He was just about to walk up the stairs when he discovered a figure
standing there, golden eyes gazing at him, as well as the two young men
kissing each other not far away.
"Oh, hey Krad!" He smiled brightly at the sight of his lover.
The smile was wiped off his face the moment hands grabbed him roughly
and shoved him against the wall.
"Uh� Krad?" Dark blurted. "What�?"
"You kissed Satoshi!"
"It was a mistletoe� it's a tradition!" he defended himself.
Geez! Why was everyone making such a fuss out of it?
Krad glared at him, clearly not amused. There was a prickle of energy
around him that told Dark that something was seriously pissing his lover
off. It wouldn't be such an innocent tradition as kissing under a mistletoe,
right?
"Krad, listen, it's just a Christmas fun, okay?"
The blond stared at him, then stepped back, shaking his head. He whirled
around and walked away.
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