Daisuke and Dark claimed the Sakura tree as their own and promised to meet there every day for lunch. They would always talk about their day, crack a few jokes and just have fun. They had been dating for a week and still they hadn't came out and told anyone, especially not their parents.
It was a Friday and they had met up at the Sakura tree as usual. Daisuke had his homemade bento box and Dark had a school lunch. "Hey," Dark greeted in his normal way. They sat down at the base of the tree and started eating.
"Hey," Daisuke answered back. He took a bite of his chicken teriyaki and swallowed. "I was just wondering…"
"Yeah," Dark asked, looking at the younger with his amethyst eyes.
"It's just… my parents are going to be off on another meeting in Scotland this weekend and I asked them if it was alright to have a friend over while they were away. They said it was alright as long as it wasn't a girl. So…" Daisuke trailed off in thought, letting the sentence hang in the air.
Dark smiled, he loved it when Daisuke acted shy, it made him look cuter than usual. "Sure, I'd love to spend the weekend at your house." Dark leaned closer and whispered into Daisuke's ear, even though he knew nobody could hear them, "I'd love to spend the weekend with you."
Daisuke shivered as a wave of pleasure crawled down his spin. "W-what about your parents? Don't you need to ask them before you just make plans like that?"
"Nah," Dark waved his hand as if to brush off the question. "They really don't care about what I do, as long as I'm not getting into any trouble."
"Oh," Daisuke said, shocked about the answer he was given. Sure, his parents didn't pay much attention to him, but that was because they were always working. But Dark's parents weren't paying attention to him when they had a choice.
"Don't worry about it," Dark said casually, biting into his lunch, not really sure what it was supposed to be. "I'm used to it. It's always been like this. Dad works late nights and sleeps all day."
"What about your mom?" Daisuke knew he wasn't supposed to ask but his curiosity got the better of him.
Dark stopped eating and looked down at his shoes. "She died."
"Dark, I am so sorry. I didn't mean-"
"It's alright," Dark said, cutting off Daisuke's apology. "She died a long time ago."
"Still, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked."
"No, it's alright, you didn't know," Dark said, smiling at Daisuke. The rest of their lunch went by silently between them as the finished their meals and headed for their next class.
The rest of the week went the same way, with both boys eager for the weekend to start. They talked under the tree and smiled at each other during classes and in the hallways. If asked, both of them would have said that the week was going by way too slow and needed to hurry.
But, like all things, the week finally came to an end and showed Dark standing at Daisuke's door with an overnight bag. Hesitantly Dark knocked on the huge door and waited for an answer which came in the form of an elderly man in a suit. The man looked Dark over before speaking in a droned out voice, "Mr. Dark, I presume?"
"Yes Sir," Dark answered back politely, not wanting to get on anyone's bad side before he could even set foot in the house.
"Right this way." The man gestured with his hand for the teen to enter. Dark looked around the big mansion with a look of awe as he followed the man into another room that seemed to be the living room. Dark was taken out of his revered when he heard the voice of the older man speaking again. "You can sit here and wait as I fetch young master Daisuke."
The man then took his leave to do as he said he would, leaving Dark to his own thoughts. The teen took a seat on the elegant couch and took another look around. There were two expensive looking couches facing each other with a fancy coffee table set in between them. To the right of them was a clean looking fireplace with a portrait hanging above it of a scenery from someplace exotic. The fire was cackling and let off a soft wave of heat, making the soft reds, oranges and browns all seem to radiate a glow of warmth.
"I hope it's not too much," came a voice from the doorway to the left of the couches. Dark looked over towards the source and smiled when he spotted Daisuke standing there looking cute with a slight blush coating his cheeks.
Dark stood up and walked over towards the shorter teen, "No, it's really nice is all. I like it."
"Thanks," Daisuke smiled as Dark stopped in front of him. "So, um," Daisuke looked uncomfortable, not know what to expect seeing as he never invited anyone to his house before, not even Satoshi. "Why don't I show you to the guest room so you can put your bag away?"
"Sounds good to me," Dark smiled, hiding his disappointment that he would have to sleep in a different room than Daisuke.
Said teen turned around and started walking through the foyer that Dark had entered through and reached a large set of stairs that lead up to a second and third floor. They walked in silence towards the second floor and started down a long hallway before stopping at the third door on the left. Daisuke opened the door that revealed a light blue bedroom. Dark looked around the semi-large room and noticed that there was a full sized bed with navy blue blankets on top and a nightstand with a clock on the right side of the bed. There was a small dresser with a mirror on the opposite side of the room from the bed and a window that overlooked the front yard.
"I hope you like it. I even picked the room right next to mine," Daisuke said in a hopeful manner.
"It's nice, big, comfortable," Dark listed all the adjectives he could that described the room he was in to make Daisuke know that the room was alright. Dark set his backpack down on the bed and turned to smile at the other teen.
"I didn't know what color you like so I hope that blue is okay," Daisuke continued in an embarrassed manner.
Dark smiled and stepped closer towards Daisuke to kiss him on the lips. It was short and chaste but it seemed to have done its job as Dark looked at Daisuke's now calmer expression. "It's perfect. The room is perfect, your house is perfect, you're perfect," Dark smiled again as a new blush made its way on to Daisuke's face again, making a mental note to make the blush permanent.
"T-thank you," Daisuke stammered out. "You're not so bad yourself," Daisuke smiled.
"Jee, Thanks," Dark faked a hurt looked and smiled also.
"Daisuke!" A female voice yelled from the stairwell. "Daisuke! Dinner is almost ready! When is your friend going to get here?!"
Daisuke blushed again as he had almost forgot that he wasn't in the house alone. Turning around Daisuke yelled back, "Coming! And he just arrived; we'll be there in a minute!"
"Who was that?" Dark asked as he closed the door behind them and started walking with Daisuke down the hall towards the stairs.
"Oh, that's Lynne, our chef," Daisuke smiled. "She's really great, and I already told her about us so you won't have to worry about her telling anyone if anything happens."
"Happens?" Dark asked, a little curious about what that would mean.
"I-I just mean," Daisuke stammered, another blush growing in the spot where the last one had just faded, "that if she spots us kissing or letting anything slip about our relationship around her she won't go around telling everyone. That's all."
The boys silently walked down the stairs and towards the dining hall. Dark let out a whistle that echoed throughout the giant room. "Nice, this place just seems to get bigger and bigger," Dark joked, smiling towards Daisuke.
"Yeah, my parents love having a big house, even though they're barely ever home. It gets kind of lonely sometimes." Daisuke frowned a little before smiling back towards Dark, "but that's okay, I don't mind anymore. Lynne was always here with me and now you are too."
Dark's heart melted at the huge, warm smile Daisuke had flashed at him. Dark nodded his head in agreement, dully noting that he would have agreed that the sky was purple and the grass was blue just by looking at that smile. "Of course, Daisuke, I'll always be here for you."
Daisuke's smile grew brighter as he stood on his tippy toes and kissed Dark on the cheek. Dark smiled and bent down and kissed Daisuke on the lips. Dark wanted to take it a little further by slipping his tongue in but was stopped before he could by a 'awe' that had came from the other side of the room.
"Awe, you guys are so cute together!"
Dark pulled back up and noticed that Daisuke's face was now entirely red. Dark smirked at the color before schooling his features and looking towards the woman, for Dark was sure that was who it was that had made the remark, and smiled politely.
Dark noticed that the woman was a little on the short side with short dark red hair with black and blood red streaks. The front of her hair was straight but the back was spiked up into different directions, making her look like a punk rebel. She wore jean shorts that went down to her knees and a dark green T-shirt with an apron over the outfit. Dark could easily see the dragon tattoo that looked like it was climbing up her right leg since she only wore flip-flops.
"Dark, this is our Chef and my friend, Lynne."
"Nice to meet you Dark," the woman named Lynne smiled as she went to go shake his hand.
"Nice to meet you too," Dark smiled as he shook her outstretched hand. "To be quite honest with you, I thought you would look different."
"Oh," Lynne laughed and so did Daisuke. "I get that all the time. I'm actually from America. I moved here because I wanted to travel the world. I originally wanted to keep traveling- Russia was my next stop- but after getting a quick job here as a cook for the Niwa family I found out about poor Daisuke here I just had to stay, at least until he goes off on his own."
"I keep telling her that I would be fine here and that she should just leave and fulfill her dreams but she insists that, in her own words, 'someone has to mother you,'" Daisuke said in a mocking tone and blushed when Lynne half-glared at him with a smile on her face.
"'Someone has to mother you?'" Dark repeated in question. "I thought your parents were alive?"
Daisuke's face flushed before he looked away. Lynne's smile turned sad as she shook her head in Dark's direction. Dark looked back towards Daisuke and noticed that the younger's face was completely pale and void of emotion.
"I'm sorry. I didn't-" Dark started to apologize but was cut off.
"It's okay. I know you didn't know, just like I didn't know about your mother." Daisuke turned back towards Dark and gave a wary smile but it faltered. "My parents are alive, but they might as well be dead, for all that they do. I told you once that my parents are not always around. Well, I lied. They're never around. The last time I saw them for more than a few minutes was when I was fourteen. The only time I really even communicate with them is when they call, which is almost never, or I call, which usually gets sent through their employees before it gets to them."
"I'm so sorry, Daisuke," Dark tried again, this time he grabbed the younger boy up into his arms and held him there. "I didn't know it was that bad."
"It's okay," Daisuke said shakily into Dark's shoulder before taking a deep breath. "I've gotten used to it a long time ago and Lynne is always here to help me out whenever I need her."
"That's right, Daisuke, and I'm not leaving you either," Lynne smiled, noting the way that Dark was holding Daisuke in a comforting way, almost that of a lover's.
"Same goes for me," Dark seconded, gripping Daisuke a little harder, almost as if he didn't want Daisuke to be taken away. "I'll always be here for you. Always," Dark whispered into the smaller's ear.
A shivered traveled down Daisuke's back as Dark's breath hit the shell of his ear.
Re-edited 1/3/2013 by Mrsgaarayaoilover1995