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Love you to death
By: Prince Feilan
Chapter Sixteen

"So have you ever thought of becoming a model, beautiful one?" Mitsuo asked in his usual persuading manner.

"Quit talking to my Dai-chan! I won't allow horny old men such as you to stare at him!" Dark scowled from Mitsuo to the currently blushing Daisuke who was feeling a little awkward with the two brothers fighting over him. Dark noticed this and felt like strangling that creep for making his uke all uncomfortable. He could see the nervousness and fear in those subterranean ruby eyes he'd fallen prey for only weeks ago, yet stubbornly claiming to own the boy.

"Aww, that hurt, I'm only twenty-two you know, or did you forget?" He countered Dark sarcastically. "Must be frustrating when your own uke doesn't want to bed you."

Dark knew all too well that Mitsuo did it on purpose, but that didn't stop him from thinking homicidal thoughts about his brother."Oh don't worry, he'll come." Dark retorted just low enough to go unnoticed by Daisuke. "He won't be able to resist me much longer."

"Geez, talking about obsessive boyfriends" Mitsuo mused as his eyes scanned the crowd of people.

The room was filled with the sound of joyous chatter and laughter. Investors, Top leaders, Models, or to put it simple, everyone of importance was present. Most of them too wrapped up in talk about, finance, career and 'the return of Ewan's youngest son' to notice any of them.

By the innocent looks of curiosity playing over Daisuke's ever so sweet and beautiful features, Dark assumed that his uke's angst of his family was slowly beginning to fade. Dark's lips formed into a triumphant smile as he could feel Daisuke's small hand pull in the black sleeve of his loose fit shirt and feeling Mitsuo's eyes on him didn't lessen that feeling of victory. All thoughts of dislike and hate towards Dark immediately forgotten, the boy stared at him with that overly naïve look of innocence."Dark…why is the Police inspector here? Y-you're criminals…why doesn't he…you know…arrest you?"

Dark looked taken aback, not really knowing if he should lie a bit or give him the horrible truth. Mitsuo however took this opportunity to get Daisuke's attention.

"We control the whole city, little Dai-chan, even the police, yes. People work for us and they don't even know it. It's all a brilliant façade to evade the attention of others." Mitsuo stated smugly as he watched Dark's eyes flash with a don't-you-dare glower.

"B-but…the police at the hospital…!-" Daisuke looked lost. He didn't understand what Mitsuo was getting at.

"Was corrupted. What would happen if anyone outside Azumano was find out that the police wouldn't give a damn about what happened to your mother and that patient? We couldn't have them act suspiciously, that would ruin everything. Everyone Dai-chan, also your father is in it, he is to take over Hisao's position in our secret but effective organization, that's why we had to get rid of that old retard. Actually, we're not to blame for your mother's dead, your dad is." Mitsuo answered despite Dark's silent warning. His eyes steady and hard as they'd become were fixed on the smaller boy who was now clenching Dark's hand, eyes glinting with tears. "Isn't that right, Dark?"

"NO! Dad wouldn't do that to mom!" Daisuke eyes had turned from insecure and teary to confident and intimidating, something you wouldn't ever expect from Daisuke. He couldn't let himself believe in such lies. Kosuke wouldn't do that to his mom. He wanted to believe that, no, he did believe that. They all wanted to fool him, he wouldn't let them wrap him up in their cruel lies and game of money.

"Oh, wouldn't he? Tell me something…how many times during this week have you even seen your dad? Once? Twice? Not at all?"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Mitsuo blinked, looking a little bowled over. It was Dark who'd interrupted them, now holding Daisuke possessively by his small waist, ignoring the squirms and whines from the smaller teen who tried so desperately to hold onto his anger, even though he might happen to like the protectiveness Dark suddenly showed. Maybe Dark did care about him? "Dai-chan, don't listen to him."

"What's wrong Dark? Still acting so pure and innocent in front of Daisuke? You're trying to be that hero you could never be, it's a bad habit since you're anything but innocent. You know I'm telling the truth."

"…I don't know what you're talking about." Dark answered, but Daisuke noticed the hesitation, however determination soon dominated the plum-haired teens fiery amethysts. "Like I've said so many times before, 'I was never meant to be with the D7's' and now you've tricked me into coming here by kidnapping Daisuke. You're really sick you know. Just because Hisao refused to pay your stupid 'protection money' so that you wouldn't blow up the beach hotels, you just had to kill him didn't you? But really why would Daisuke's father want to take over that position? If he messes up too, then what? Are you gonna offer him a bullet in the head too?"

"Depends on the situation, Hisao was old and we happened to need a replacement, but I'm a little impressed, you figured the reason so easily. Maybe we really are related by blood, though I highly doubted that last time I talked to you." Mitsuo mused as his eyes fell on the smaller boy by Dark's side, looking so temptingly sweet and irresistible. "By the way Daisuke, did you know that you were high on drugs that night at the club? Takeo told me his 'special drug' had gone missing."

Daisuke blinked as a look of utterly confusion showed in his rare ruby eyes and soon replaced by horror as he stood silent for a moment, then the horror was yet again replaced by a killer glare, directed at Dark.

A loud smacking sound pierced the air as people around them was starting to watch them intensely, some giggled while other stood with a silent expression of awe at the smaller boy's hidden strength.
Dark too slow to comprehend what actually happened had felt a small hand hit him hard across the face leaving a very visible red mark of a hand over Dark's left cheek.

"What was that for!!" Dark growled, startled for a moment.

"You drugged me, you fucking bastard! And I…I…went…with… you…and we…Oh god! I knew it! I was drugged and you just took advantage of me!"

"I didn't friggin' drug you! I-I.." Dark stammered taken aback not because Daisuke was accusing him for drugging him, but because Daisuke actually chose to believe Mitsuo over him!

"Baaaad Dark, bad Dark! Couldn't control your lust could you?" Mitsuo cooed, succeeding in fuelling Daisuke's anger yet again. "Who'd known you'd be so desperate that you would have to drug your own uke to get something."

"STAY OUT OF THIS!! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND DAISUKE!" Dark snarled ferociously. He had a hard time holding back from jumping that bastard for intervening between him and his love.

"You told your brother about this?? I hope you both enjoyed discussing positions…" Dark hurriedly covered the younger boy's mouth with his hand to prevent him from saying too much. "Shh, Dai. We'll talk about this later. People are beginning to stare so unless you want everyone to know about our sexlife, I suggest you keep this to yourself a little longer, at least till we're alone."

Daisuke suddenly froze as he became aware of the eyes pointed at them.

"Ooops."

Preview:

"Look at me."

"I need...you…" Dark interrupted him, but then fell silent himself, his amethyst eyes fixated on his face. "I can't control it all the time. I really want to wait for you, but I will not wait… forever."

"Dark…I…" The boy muttered weakly as his eyes found Dark's amethyst ones, leaving Daisuke almost breathless, he gazed upon them, a sparkling purple touch that made him feel as if all his problems had melted away right this instant. Unconsciously he had grabbed Dark's arm only to notice Dark's eyes still resting on him, only this time not able to hide the dark shine in them, a dark shine filled with almost unreadable emotions.

Daisuke gulped as Dark's hands encircled his waist, violet eyes heavy with what he'd now identified as lust, love, pleasure, pain, possessiveness, need and addiction.

"Dark, let go." Daisuke mumbled as his eyes settled with looking at the carpeted floor. He had placed his hands on Dark's chest in a weak effort to try and push the other away, though it was close to impossible and now Dark had tightened his hold on his waist, forcing his body up against the nearest wall to have himself pressed against . Eyes still shining with what almost seemed like insanity or obsession.