My soul threw away the mask That hides the deeper me. Breaking the dark of night, Piercing through the painted white.
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My soul threw away the mask That hides the deeper me. Breaking the dark of night, Piercing through the painted white.
independent daisuke niwa and dark mousy penned by max and stella
@darkthieved continued from here
His words prompt the thinnest razors-edge of a smile, a ghost of a chuckle; that would be his response, wouldn’t it? Even half of the exalted Kokuyoku wasn’t immune to the reedy cry that ran through the heart of every Hikari work-
{Look at me} { Love me} {please Don’t f o r g e t me}
-whatever veneer of nonchalance he managed to coat it with.
(If there is a harmonic of sympathy in the thief's words, a doubled meaning to the playful banter, he ignores it. The day he accepts sympathy from Dark of all people is the day he throws himself headlong down the longest staircase he can find. A Hikari’s pride is a powerful force, even held together with spit and willpower in a failing cage of a body.)
“...If you say so, who am I to argue? I only hope your-... trying won’t cause any more messes for your partner to clean up.”
oh little tamer
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“You aren’t the only one who was brought back.” His voice is low-- tangled with amusement. He wouldn’t strike yet. Oh no-- he wanted to see Dark broken before him. In order to do that, he had to tear away what his other half cared about most. He had to rip away those he was foolish enough to feel sentimental about.
“I would keep a watchful eye on my Tamer if I were you, Dark.” The blond purred with satisfaction. He reached out to grip a strand of purple hair, chuckling.
“I’d be willing to spare them all if you’d agree to become one with me.”
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“Don’t think for a moment this means you’ve won, Dark!” His tamer could be such a hindrance sometimes. His affection for Dark’s tamer brought a slew of challenges. Never before had his hosts cared for a member of that wretched family. Suppressing Satoshi took considerable power. He was not above breaking the boy if need be...
But he’d rather his partner be complacent.
“I’ll end you somehow-- either you or that brat will die by my hand!”
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“I am not wearing that for my date. We don’t have a job for a couple days and I want to enjoy myself, Dark.” What was it with his alter ego and black leather?