Bloodlust, Chapter 3
[rewrite of Assassin] He lived a nightmare once. Thanks to the determination of his friends, he escaped. Unable to forget, he fled to America to start anew. But it seems someone isn't willing for it to be over.. (Daisuke-centric) Some Daikari hints. Rated R for later chapters.
Digimon - R - English - Suspense/Tragedy - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5457 - Updated: 6-7-05 - Published: 3-25-05
chapter two
Disclaimer:Again, it's Toei's.
Author's Notes: okay, here is where the story starts getting into the totally impossible parts XD I haven't actually decided if I want to change up the blackmail scheme thing yet, but if I do it will be something equally impossible! And I did change up what happened in this chapter. So remember:it's fanfiction! (not that that's really an excuse..) Enjoy.
Bloodlust
by:butterflie
chapter three
"Hello?" Daisuke asked wearily, answering his phone. He'd been laying on his bed staring at the ceiling and trying not to think. It hadn't worked too well. It had been three days since Matthew had told him about the guy asking around about him, and his mind could think of nothing else. He hadn't left the room, hadn't talked to Mimi or his two friends, had barely even bothered to eat. He could only lay there, consumed with his fears and worries and hope like hell he was wrong about it all. Even now, as he picked up the phone, all he could think of was Aaron.
"Daisuke-kun?" The soft-spoken female voice immediately jarred him out of thoughts of Aaron.
"Hikari-chan!" he exclaimed happily, his heart giving a slight jump at her voice. It had been so long since he'd heard it; it felt like an eternity. Then he paused. Hikari hadn't called him once in all the time since he'd left Japan. He'd wanted it that way, had asked all of his old friends to not contact him. It would have been too painful for him. If Hikari was calling him now, it meant something had happened. His mouth went dry, and he had trouble forcing the next words out. "Why are you calling me?"
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I know you didn't want us to call again. Something's happened.."
He was shocked to suddenly realize that she was crying. Panic again, overwhelming him. He gripped the phone receiver tighter, knuckles going white. Fighting to maintain calm. "What?" he asked her, voice choking slightly. "What is it?"
"I'm so sorry," she repeated, and now she was crying openly, her sobs tearing at Daisuke's heart and making him panic more. He was suddenly afraid to hear what Hikari had to say. He didn't want to know. "Listen, Ken was... he was killed tonight. He was walking home from Takeru's, and someone shot him.. he.." she stopped, unable to go on.
"No.." he whispered, tears starting to form in his own eyes. Pain began to claw at him, and he stubbornly shoved it away. Ken was dead. His best friend. Ken had been the only one who hadn't truly shunned Daisuke in any way since the truth had come out. He'd somehow understood, and in that quiet gentle way of his he let Daisuke know that. His shoulder had been there for Daisuke to cry on as his world had fallen apart around him, and he'd been the one to help him pull it back together. And now he was gone. "Hikari, no! You're.." He wanted to say You're lying but he knew what she was saying was true. And he couldn't say the words, couldn't hurt her like that. "Who did it? Who killed him?" he asked, voice catching on the last two words.
"They.. the po-police-" she stopped, apparently making a visible effort to pull herself together. "The police don't know. They're putting it down as a random mugging gone wrong. But Daisuke.. I.. We, us Erabareshi-tachi, we're pretty sure Aaron was related somehow.."
"What?" Daisuke frowned, the pain at losing his best friend momentarily put aside. "Hikari-chan.. Aaron's here. In Florida. I saw him myself. You're wrong."
"I didn't say it was Aaron himself!" she snapped, then immediately apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm upset. I can't believe this is happening.. and now I'm supposed to be going to Florida tomorrow.."
"WHAT?!" he near-screamed, panic returning full-force. "Hikari-chan, you can't come here! Did you not just hear me? Aaron's here! He's here in Florida!"
"The plane reservations were made months ago," Hikari told him, starting to cry again. "It's been planned for ages that I'd go visit Mimi this coming week. And now with what happened with Ken, my parents think it'd be a good idea for me to get out of the country awhile and away from everything. I won't even be able to go to his funeral because they're making me go to Florida!"
He felt sick. He struggled not to start crying, only marginally suceeding. "You're staying here, with Mimi and me then?" he asked, his voice making the words tremble.
"Yes. I called Mimi a few days before. It's all set-up. I should be there by tomorrow night, unless I can manage to change my parent's minds."
He heard footsteps on the stairs. "I hope you do change their minds." Then Rachael and Matthew were standing in his doorway, hesitant to go any further when they caught sight of his face and his tears and heard his rapidly spoken Japanese. "I really hope you can change their minds, because it's too dangerous for you to be here. Please don't come to Florida, Hikari. Not now. I don't want yet another death on my conscience."
"I'll do what I can. I've got to go." Before he could say anything else, she'd hung up and he was listening to the dial tone.
"Dammit!" he swore in English, practically tossing the phone down. "Dammit!"
"Daisuke?" Rachael asked tentatively, unsure what was going on
But Daisuke ignored her, walking to the window and pressing his hands to the glass, looking out. Ken was dead, and Hikari-chan was coming to Florida. Those two thoughts kept running through his head, intermingling and tangling up with each other until they were just a blur of noises, no longer coherent. Rachael and Matthew stood in the doorway of his room, watching him, shifting nervously on their feet.
"Should we.. leave?" Matthew finally asked his friend softly.
Daisuke shook his head, still looking out the window. He didn't speak, only continued to let the silence grow longer while his friends grew more uncomfortable.
"Daisuke..." Rachael tried eventually.
"I didn't want you guys to ever know," he said softly, without turning around.
"Know what?"
"What happened. Back in Japan, the part of my life that I wanted to keep secret. But it looks like I have no choice now... It wouldn't be fair to not tell you, not when your lives could possibly be in danger."
At last, he turned to face the two teens, taking a deep breath before speaking the words that would change their perceptions of him forever.
"I killed people."
end chapter three
Author's Notes:Haha, I was just suddenly hit with a much better idea of how I want the next part of this to work! It's great, finally having something than some lame, flimsy blackmail scheme!! Anyways, hopefully after the next chapter things will start getting longer, but I'm really reluctant to change up things too much from the original chapters in Assassin, which is why these are still pretty short. Well, I know not many people are reading this (or if they are, they're not reviewing..), but I hope the few who are enjoy this!
Digimon - R - English - Suspense/Tragedy - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5457 - Updated: 6-7-05 - Published: 3-25-05
chapter two
Disclaimer:Again, it's Toei's.
Author's Notes: okay, here is where the story starts getting into the totally impossible parts XD I haven't actually decided if I want to change up the blackmail scheme thing yet, but if I do it will be something equally impossible! And I did change up what happened in this chapter. So remember:it's fanfiction! (not that that's really an excuse..) Enjoy.
Bloodlust
by:butterflie
chapter three
"Hello?" Daisuke asked wearily, answering his phone. He'd been laying on his bed staring at the ceiling and trying not to think. It hadn't worked too well. It had been three days since Matthew had told him about the guy asking around about him, and his mind could think of nothing else. He hadn't left the room, hadn't talked to Mimi or his two friends, had barely even bothered to eat. He could only lay there, consumed with his fears and worries and hope like hell he was wrong about it all. Even now, as he picked up the phone, all he could think of was Aaron.
"Daisuke-kun?" The soft-spoken female voice immediately jarred him out of thoughts of Aaron.
"Hikari-chan!" he exclaimed happily, his heart giving a slight jump at her voice. It had been so long since he'd heard it; it felt like an eternity. Then he paused. Hikari hadn't called him once in all the time since he'd left Japan. He'd wanted it that way, had asked all of his old friends to not contact him. It would have been too painful for him. If Hikari was calling him now, it meant something had happened. His mouth went dry, and he had trouble forcing the next words out. "Why are you calling me?"
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I know you didn't want us to call again. Something's happened.."
He was shocked to suddenly realize that she was crying. Panic again, overwhelming him. He gripped the phone receiver tighter, knuckles going white. Fighting to maintain calm. "What?" he asked her, voice choking slightly. "What is it?"
"I'm so sorry," she repeated, and now she was crying openly, her sobs tearing at Daisuke's heart and making him panic more. He was suddenly afraid to hear what Hikari had to say. He didn't want to know. "Listen, Ken was... he was killed tonight. He was walking home from Takeru's, and someone shot him.. he.." she stopped, unable to go on.
"No.." he whispered, tears starting to form in his own eyes. Pain began to claw at him, and he stubbornly shoved it away. Ken was dead. His best friend. Ken had been the only one who hadn't truly shunned Daisuke in any way since the truth had come out. He'd somehow understood, and in that quiet gentle way of his he let Daisuke know that. His shoulder had been there for Daisuke to cry on as his world had fallen apart around him, and he'd been the one to help him pull it back together. And now he was gone. "Hikari, no! You're.." He wanted to say You're lying but he knew what she was saying was true. And he couldn't say the words, couldn't hurt her like that. "Who did it? Who killed him?" he asked, voice catching on the last two words.
"They.. the po-police-" she stopped, apparently making a visible effort to pull herself together. "The police don't know. They're putting it down as a random mugging gone wrong. But Daisuke.. I.. We, us Erabareshi-tachi, we're pretty sure Aaron was related somehow.."
"What?" Daisuke frowned, the pain at losing his best friend momentarily put aside. "Hikari-chan.. Aaron's here. In Florida. I saw him myself. You're wrong."
"I didn't say it was Aaron himself!" she snapped, then immediately apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm upset. I can't believe this is happening.. and now I'm supposed to be going to Florida tomorrow.."
"WHAT?!" he near-screamed, panic returning full-force. "Hikari-chan, you can't come here! Did you not just hear me? Aaron's here! He's here in Florida!"
"The plane reservations were made months ago," Hikari told him, starting to cry again. "It's been planned for ages that I'd go visit Mimi this coming week. And now with what happened with Ken, my parents think it'd be a good idea for me to get out of the country awhile and away from everything. I won't even be able to go to his funeral because they're making me go to Florida!"
He felt sick. He struggled not to start crying, only marginally suceeding. "You're staying here, with Mimi and me then?" he asked, his voice making the words tremble.
"Yes. I called Mimi a few days before. It's all set-up. I should be there by tomorrow night, unless I can manage to change my parent's minds."
He heard footsteps on the stairs. "I hope you do change their minds." Then Rachael and Matthew were standing in his doorway, hesitant to go any further when they caught sight of his face and his tears and heard his rapidly spoken Japanese. "I really hope you can change their minds, because it's too dangerous for you to be here. Please don't come to Florida, Hikari. Not now. I don't want yet another death on my conscience."
"I'll do what I can. I've got to go." Before he could say anything else, she'd hung up and he was listening to the dial tone.
"Dammit!" he swore in English, practically tossing the phone down. "Dammit!"
"Daisuke?" Rachael asked tentatively, unsure what was going on
But Daisuke ignored her, walking to the window and pressing his hands to the glass, looking out. Ken was dead, and Hikari-chan was coming to Florida. Those two thoughts kept running through his head, intermingling and tangling up with each other until they were just a blur of noises, no longer coherent. Rachael and Matthew stood in the doorway of his room, watching him, shifting nervously on their feet.
"Should we.. leave?" Matthew finally asked his friend softly.
Daisuke shook his head, still looking out the window. He didn't speak, only continued to let the silence grow longer while his friends grew more uncomfortable.
"Daisuke..." Rachael tried eventually.
"I didn't want you guys to ever know," he said softly, without turning around.
"Know what?"
"What happened. Back in Japan, the part of my life that I wanted to keep secret. But it looks like I have no choice now... It wouldn't be fair to not tell you, not when your lives could possibly be in danger."
At last, he turned to face the two teens, taking a deep breath before speaking the words that would change their perceptions of him forever.
"I killed people."
end chapter three
Author's Notes:Haha, I was just suddenly hit with a much better idea of how I want the next part of this to work! It's great, finally having something than some lame, flimsy blackmail scheme!! Anyways, hopefully after the next chapter things will start getting longer, but I'm really reluctant to change up things too much from the original chapters in Assassin, which is why these are still pretty short. Well, I know not many people are reading this (or if they are, they're not reviewing..), but I hope the few who are enjoy this!