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12 July 2005 @ 09:48 pm
teaser : my dec 07 - which to bury, us or the hatchet?  
comments, hopeful looks, etc, all humbly solicited.

Here's the title reference, if you're curious.

Afterward the only thing Daisuke remembered clearly was lying across Hiwatari-kun. His torso was twitsted uncomfortably. Hiwatari-kun was so still that Daisuke thought he must be unconcious.

He thought, This is stupid. We have got to end this.

They lay there for a while, Daisuke trying to breathe without gasping, and Hiwatari-kun still motionless, undtil at last the thought of moving bothered Daisuke less than the thought of being found or With anxiously chirring and poking his cold, wet nose against his cheek. He tried to push himself up and black spots danced in front of his yes. His earls rang, a sharp painful shrill. He took another deep breath and managed to pull himself upright.

"Are you all right, Hiwatari-kun?" he asked. Hiwatari-kun was so pale his face had blue tints in it. His eyes were open and he was staring into space. His eyes were dull blue. Daisuke didn't like it.

"I'm alive," said Hiwatari-kun.

"Maybe I should --" began Daisuke.

"Leave," said Hiwatari-kun. Daisuke opened his mouth to protest and Hiwatari-kun turned his head and looked at him. "Just go, Niwa. Please."

Daisuke hesitated for a second, and then got up. Everything hurt. "I'll see you tommorrow," he said.

Hiwatari-kun mumbled something that sounded like 'not if I see you first' but Daisuke was too tired and sore to take it up with him. He moved toward the door, limping.

With couldn't transform into wings without Dark -- and Dark was so exhausted that Daisuke could barely sense him, a little flickering presence that felt like it was snoring. So Daisuke took the underground route, the half forgotten sewers under the town. There were lights here and there but mostly Daisuke simply followed the direction that With nudged him in. If With hadn't been there, he would have been lost; he was too tired to even realize where he was going.

Finally he saw the door, with Niwa scratched into the metal. He pushed it open and trudged up the stairs. He was half-afraid that he might fall on the stairs and just go to sleep. He hoped Hiwatari-kun was all right. He stopped for a moment, thinking vaguely he should go back and see if Hiwatari-kun was all right. With nipped his ear sharply, enough to wake him and make him realize what he was thinking. Even if he could get back to the museum safely, he was too worn to help Hiwatari-kun.

He pushed open the door on the top of the stairs. His head throbbed, a dull, queasy ache. He stumbled, and someone caught him.

"You look pretty bad," said his father, setting him upright.

"Fight," said Daisuke, swaying. "Krad." His father put his hand under Daisuke's shoulder, steadying him. "Tired."

"Yes," said his father. His voice was quiet and calm. Daisuke was glad, because everything made his head hurt worse. "Can you walk the rest of the way?"

"Prolly," said Daisuke, his voice slurred. "Can't sleep in. Test tomorrow."

His father pushed him gently onto a chair and knelt to take off his boots.

"Hiwatari-kun," said Daisuke, half-asleep. "Prolly feels worse'n me. Got to do something."

"Yes," said Kosuke gently. Daisuke was barely concious. It must have been a bad fight. He helped Daisuke to his feet and steered him toward his room. Emiko-san poked her head out of the living room, saw Daisuke, and opened her mouth.

"Tommorrow," said Kosuke, firmly.

Emiko-san scowled and looked worried but she didn't follow them. Kosuke heard her pass behind them and go into the kitchen as he pushed Daisuke up the stairs. Somehow he got him to his room, and hovered while Daisuke tried to get the buckles of his outfit undone. Finally he had to undress and put Daisuke's pajamas on him, like his son was a little boy. He looked at the bruises already blooming on Daisuke's chest and back and tried not to worry.

"Thanks," said Daisuke, falling ungracefully onto the bed.

Emiko-san came in with a tray. "I've got you some milk, Daisuke," she said.

Daisuke sat up slowly, like it was almost more trouble than it was worth. "OK," he said, and took the cup. He drank it slowly and lay down again. With hopped on the bed and curled up beside his head on the pillow, nudging his cheek and chirring at him.

With wasn't the only one who was worried, thought Kosuke, and led Emiko-san quietly out of the room.
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Current Music: Shimizu Kaori - prayer
one-time queen of heartsheartscientist on July 13th, 2005 08:32 am (UTC)
*hopeful look*
JWarrghigiveup on July 13th, 2005 09:12 am (UTC)
*follows suit*
Jae - Apprentice Sakurazukamori: Lainsakurazuka_jae on July 13th, 2005 12:10 pm (UTC)
*adds to the looks*
(Anonymous) on July 31st, 2005 08:45 pm (UTC)
*helps adding more*
Jae - Apprentice Sakurazukamorisakurazuka_jae on July 13th, 2005 12:15 pm (UTC)
Oh... OH!!!!

Rereading that end scene, you know what I'd love to see?

Kosuke trying to talk SENSE into that Hiwatari boy.


Satoshi: *opens door*
Kosuke: Hi.
Satoshi: *boggles*
Kosuke: So, you live alone?
Satoshi: *boggles some more*
Kosuke: That must be quite stressful for a boy your age.
Satoshi: *still boggling*
Kosuke: *resisting fatherly instincts which are commanding him to spirit the boy away and TAKE CARE of him* Have you had dinner yet?
Satoshi: *voice trembling* Is this a Niwa thing?
Kosuke: Huh?
Satoshi: Why are you all trying to FEED ME??!!!

Or... even better... Kosuke confrontation with Hikari-papa. *twitch twitch*

He is the only sane one! The only one!

Kay, I'm gonna go sleep now.
while (morale < improvement) { beatings(); }: fma - Colonel Shitheadlazulisong on July 13th, 2005 08:55 pm (UTC)
:D Actually, I think there is going to be a Kosuke-Satoshi scene, probably just before Satoshi has to deal with HIwatari-papa, because I am a horrible person and enjoy Satoshi's pain because I have got to set up some stuff about the end of the fic and the sequel.

I still say Kosuke adopts Satoshi. Even if Daisuke and Satoshi never actually are a couple. Satoshi just kind of follows Kosuke around going +_+ at him.
Jae - Apprentice Sakurazukamorisakurazuka_jae on July 14th, 2005 10:58 am (UTC)

Kosuke would SO adopt Satoshi, yes he would! He's sweet like that.

magic and candyevilsimon on July 15th, 2005 07:25 pm (UTC)
I think that one of Satoshi's natural states of existence should be boggling.
Suspiciously Nondescript: Crazy maskles_scribbles on July 14th, 2005 01:40 am (UTC)
Why hello, God Kosuke! We missed you muchly! Our world was dying without you! ("Whither is God," he cried. "I shall tell you. We have killed him - you and I.")

Oh how you tease! I really didn't think the fight was that bad. Although we should feed With strawberries every day for being the best pet/familiar in the history of pet/familiars. Daisuke saying 'prolly' was both abominably adorable and very effective - if I was so dense as to not realize he was tired by then, I would have caught it there. Fortunately, the whole stumbling around, dislike of movement caught my attention.

Again, good job with the POV transition. When it changed from "his mother" and "his father" to "Emiko-san" and "Kosuke" we knew we'd shifted to seeing the world from just to the left of Kosuke's head.

Because I'm backwards like that, let's talk about Satoshi now. And how he should contact child services, or go to one of those homes for abused wives, or something, except he won't. But now he's really, really blue, in the literal and figurative sense. Hair, eyes, life... and now his skin! That must be the last straw. That dull eyes comment reminded me of back in the happier times, when Daisuke examined Satoshi as if he were a painting. Oh, those were the good old days.

Well, Dark's out of it, all we need is for Krad to fall into a dead faint (and then revive enough to call for his handmaids to bring him to his chamber and prepare him a lily-scented bath, the poor dear) and we'll have to leave the show to a duel between Kosuke and Hiwatari at high noon.

Not much to say, too short. *poke* There was a typo somewhere up there, but it's a rough draft so we'll let it slide.
Lauren: Hunnyblackjedii on July 14th, 2005 09:29 pm (UTC)
*randomly de-lurks*

Yay! More good fic-ness! Um, the only thing that I noticed grammar-wise was here:
He tried to push himself up and black spots danced in front of his yes
Supposed to be eyes, right?

Please write more soon!
grimspectre on July 15th, 2005 02:12 pm (UTC)
Oh my god. I love you. I love updates! I cherish them! I never update my own stuff...*ashamed*