DISCLAIMERS: Shadow senshi and other OC characters related to BSSMShadows (C) 2006 - 2007 Wild Nature. Dan, and this storyline is (C) JeffJaffe. All other characters are (C) their respected artists/creators/mangaka.

Chapter Four: Sideline, Please

The man pushed through the looming Gate with a malicious sneer. “MUAHAHAHAHA! I have finally found you! I knew this would be as easy as.. as...”

Prince Daroshay’s smile faded. “What are these pink things?”

David was staring. “And those other creatures.. oh boy, I think we took a wrong turn, Sire.”

“Hey! I’ve never seen that type of Pokemon! It must be a element dark,” a short boy with black sharpened hair and a hat that he twisted back as he howled. “Pikachu! Go!”

“Pika pika!”

“You idiot! You didn’t punish the slaves properly now it’s your ass on the line!”

“Pikachu, thunderbolt!”

The two men shrieked as their skeletons flashed numerously and once cleared, their heads smoked as Prince Daroshay said grimly.

“I suppose I have time to conquer here. First thing we do, kill that fucking rodent and his jackass master!” He screamed, jabbing his finger at the boy who was talking to Pikachu for a follow up attack.

“As you wish,” David spoke, smoke wisping out from his lips.

“Pikachu! Agility!”

“Please,” David caught the creature in his fingers. “Now either you help us out or I break your neck.”

Pikachu let out a strangled cry. “Good boy.”

The boy uttered a wordless cry and fled.

Morning rose as Kakure pulled the blanket over her head. She shook her head and groaned. Having a late, late night dinner wasn’t the best of ideas, especially if she wasn’t going to be able to fall back asleep with the sun in her face.

And that and she kept hearing noise in the hallway. “Just what the hell are you doing?” She shouted, stomping out. Dan was fiddling with his pants, his hair wetly pressed on his scalp.

“I borrowed some better pants but the damn zipper’s caught!” He complained as he jerked on the said nuisance.

“Would you like me to help?”

He looked up, his eyes glittering. “Like hell I’d let you touch me!”

“I gave you my coat!”

“And that was very nice but you were the one that was cold.”

“We shared!!”

“And again, thank you,” He doubled over and a echoing of a zip filled the hallway. “There we go.”

He stood up. “How do I look?”

“What happened to a shirt?”

“Oh fine,” he pulled on the oversized one he had snagged and he tugged it over his shoulders. “How about that?”

“Sexy.”

“Damn straight!”

“If you weren’t so short..”

“For the last time, I’m not short!” He placed his hands on his hips.

“You gay too?”

“What?!” His face turned red. “We shared a jacket!”

“I already said that,” she bounced past him as his gaze dropped inadvertly to the short hem of her nightgown.

“For someone who’s so tomboyish, you’ve got a firm ass.”

She stilled at the bathroom door. “You lousy little..” Her face was red as her eyes glared at him before he took off, she following at his heels. He was laughing as she attempted to catch him.

“At least I can run!” He shouted as he turned and went into a wall. “Fuck..” He fell backwards, wincing.

“And you’re a klutz,” Kakure smirked. “My turn to shower. You try to keep yourself from getting hurt.. badly.”

“Stupid twit,” Dan grumbled.

Kakure stared at the table where Dan was doodling. Well, at least that’s what it looked like to her. But there was a lot of math merged into it. “Umm... what is this?”

“Plans to give to Sailor Pluto. I want to make sure I enter the right timeline.”

“But don’t you wanna stay a little longer?” She leaned over slightly, her shirt partially falling open.

He watched her with renewed interest as a tiny smile tugged on his lips. “I supposed I can think of two reasons to say,” he eyed the silken bra she was showing off unaware.

“What? What are they?”

He stirred himself. “Err.. why not show me around?”

“Sure!” She reached down and dragged him up. “Let’s go, Danny boy!”

“Don’t call me that!”

“This was unbearably easy. And with these energy levels, we can sustain so much more than when we use the slave sacrifices,” Prince Daroshay grinned. The world had been decimated in hours, falling easily to the massive diseases he passed out from his ‘secret’ stash. “And not to mention, they’re so cute!” He pet the head of Pikachu he had placed on a staff. “I’ve always wanted to lengthen my stuffed creatures. These will go for a hefty price!”

David nodded mutely, wisely holding his tongue.

“Now, let’s see where the configurations went wrong and make sure we get it right THIS time?” He asked pointedly.

“I’ll get right on it,” David bowed. “I will be back as soon as I’ve finished.”

“Good, good.”

“We’ve been walking around for hours! Feed me!” Dan complained.

“But I haven’t shown you the fountain! It’s very pretty!”

“I’m a guy! I don’t go for cutsy things.”

“But aren’t you sensitive?”

“Sensitive as a eel,” he grunted as he followed, stomping after her as he crossed his arms and glared at the back of Kakure’s head.

“You have shiny hair,” he said finally, after watching the locks bounce up and down. “But it’s rather... surreal.”

“And your hair is soft like a baby’s. You’ve got a baby’s height or maybe a three year old... Yea, a three year old.”

“Was I looking for insults? It’s not like -I- was insulting you. I was merely commenting on how fake your hair is.”

“My hair is not fake!”

“And I’m not a baby!”

They stood face-to-face. “Are you finally going to feed me?” Dan asked crossly.

He was seen shouting as Kakure tossed him into a pile of garbage bags.

“Hey!” The storekeeper began shouting. “Get outta here!”

“Stupid..” He rubbed the debris off him as he glowered but Kakure was nowhere to be found.

“Augh..” He threw up his hands in defeat.

He found her munching on a snack she purchased. He stared at her with glowing red eyes. “Excuse me..”

She held up a free hand where she had a second snack. “Hungry?”

He took it with a sigh as he sat next to her. There was a few minutes of peace before a voice came out.

“My, my, my! Who do we have here?” Nigori smirked as Kaki studied the other person.

“Hey! It’s shorty!” Kaki said gleefully.

“I am not.. oh, forget it!” He stuffed the rest of the snack in his mouth. The words he said after that weren’t good for light ears so it was a good thing his mouth was crammed.

“Are you on a date?” Nigori asked in a near whisper. Dan began to choke behind Kakure who looked like she didn’t know how to answer that. He danced behind them, the others ignoring him as he hit his chest numerous times with his balled up hands.

“Need.. drink..” He choked out.

“Oh, is that what you need?” Kaki pulled out a water bottle. “Here you... go..” She faltered as he snagged it and began to chug.

“We.. are not.. on.. date..” He gasped out. “We’re looking..” He hiccupped.

“You drank it too fast,” Nigori pointed out.

“Duh,” he muttered before he hiccupped again.

“Hold your breath!” Kakure offered.

“No! Go upside down and drink milk!” Kaki suggested.

“Or wait until his face turns blue,” Nigori snickered as Dan attempted to hold his breath in.

But a lingering hiccup ruined the moment as he stamped his feet.

“Here, another drink?” Kakure went to a vending machine. “Here you go! It’s tea.”

He eyed it as his teeth were seen being gritted. He drank slower this time as Kakure counted on her fingers. There was a moment of peace before Kaki finally broke out.

“So is this a date?”

Dan glared.

“I thought he was an enemy. I mean, Kakushi was quite clear,” Nigori began.

“It’s not a date!” Kakure was protesting.

Dan rubbed his forehead tiredly. “I wonder if I jumped down something high enough, I could kill myself.”

Eventually, the two left them alone as Kakure sighed. “Let’s go home. I can make something there..”

It took over a half an hour to make it just before nightfall.

“Well, that was waste of time,” Dan spoke darkly. “We should’ve gone to see Pluto.”

“How is it that you know them?” She asked as she unlocked the door to her home. “The senshi, I mean.”

“How do you know them?” He asked testily.

“I’m a senshi, in a way. I’m called Shadow Jupiter. I rule over foliage.”

“Wonderful...” He looked up at the ceiling. “How I know them is a very touchy subject so I’d rather drop it.”

“Fine. You keep your secrets, I’ll keep mine.”

“You? You have secrets? You’re easier to read than a picture book,” Dan teased.
She flushed. “And you’re not? Every emotion that you feel is like a different expression. I can take pictures and tell what’s the angry, sad, or gay one.”

“I AM NOT GAY!”

“And I’m allowed to have secrets!”

“Like your little crush?” He teased a little too loudly.

By this time they had entered the living room as she snagged a throw pillow. “Time to run, Danny boy!”

He grabbed another pillow as they dueled. One of them ripped and feathers flew over the living room.

“Augh..” Kakure grabbed her throat. “I swallowed one!” She choked.

“Here, let me see,” Dan moved forward only to be up-headed by a pillow.

“Got ya!”

He gave up on the pillow as he pulled her to the ground. She kneed under his chin as he gritted his teeth, seeing stars.

“Cheap shot!”

“Trying to pin me is also cheap!” Kakure giggled as she shoved him back with her shoulder. “Come on, get off me!”

“For me being short, I can get you pretty good.”

“Yea, you’re not the only one!” She elbowed him in his diaphragm as he lost a moment’s breath.

Eventually, the two gave up and lounged on the couch and chair. The television buzzed nearly muted.

“So when is your dad coming home?”

“I don’t know. It’s summer so he’s usually gone for a week or even two. It’s not that long, really..” She yawned.

“And your mom?”

“Passed away when I was younger,” she shrugged. “Happens.”

“Still, it must be awfully quiet at night.”

She frowned at him. “What? Are you trying to depress me? It’s not working, you know. I love it here alone. I feel secure.”

“People can still come rob you.. and even worse things.”

The glare slowly grew. “You are a sick, sick boy.”

“I’m not a boy.”

“Are too... Danny boy.”

It took a moment before she fled, once more having Dan on her heels.