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Title: Stealing Candy
Author: Yami no Kaiba
Fandom: D.N.Angel
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Krad/Satoshi, post-Satoshi/Daisuke
Summary: It was easy, really. Like taking candy from a baby...
Disclaimers: I do not own the characters or the concepts of D.N.Angel. Yukiru Sugisaki owns them.
Note: For livejournal community, angels_embrace's first contest. This can also be considered a pseudo-sequel to Fogged Perception. (Because I believe in the efficiency of killing two birds with one stone.)
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Krad studied the sleeping form beside him, letting a finger run over the curve of milky pale white skin, smiling languidly at the soft little pleased sigh it caused. He watched as his fingers feathered over the bared expanse of his Satoshi-sama's arm, down to trace the leather cuff that helped to restrain the boy to the bed.
It had been so easy, so *simple* to get his boy all to himself. The fools of this time period, and the idiotic law that his Satoshi-sama had once defended and worked for had been the boy's own beautiful downfall.
He glanced with a mocking smile at the bare room around him. What had the doctors called it again? Ah yes, an isolation chamber for the 'clinically insane'.
For where else would they put a fifteen year-old boy that had brutally killed his own boyfriend for no reason?
Truly, manipulating these humans was as simple as taking candy from a baby.
There was a soft knock on the door, before the outside locks were undone in a cacophony of clinking metal and shifting bars. His being radiating disapproval with the disruption, Krad stayed in his construct form for as long as possible to watch Satoshi start from sleep, automatically trying to resist the leather restraints that bound him. Smiling more at the lovely picture the boy made then for the an actual reassurance for the boy, Krad soothed back an errant strand of blue hair before retreating back to the mental plain he shared with his Everything.
Krad watched silently the daily routine of the nurse that entered, as the human brought in a chair and a platter in order to hand feed his Satoshi-sama. As usually occurred, a spark of jealousy flared in his being, but he clamped down on it. He'd already killed two of the nurses here, both for attempting to take advantage of his Satoshi-sama's inability to resist their sexual advances. Merely feeding Satoshi, although an intimate act in Krad's eyes, was not grounds for retaliation considering the circumstances.
The nurse was finished and cleaning, empty platter in one hand and the chair folded and leaning against their side, when the nurse deviated from the routine and started digging around in one of their pockets.
Alert, Krad mentally readied himself to take over Satoshi's form in order to defend his Tamer, when the nurse took out a baggy containing a small hook-shaped item from their pocket.
"Happy Holidays, Hiwatari-kun," the nurse sing-songed, opening the plastic bag one-handed and taking the item out.
Krad could feel Satoshi's surprise. "Is it already that time of the year?"
The nurse smiled warmly and nodded, then leaned over the bed to slip an end of the item into Satoshi’s mouth.
Satoshi hummed his gratitude as the nurse picked up the chair and left.
Seething with jealousy, Krad rustled his wings as he started plotting the nurse's demise. His Satoshi-sama should *never* feel gratitude to anyone but himself.
Foolish human. Trying to steal *his* Satoshi-sama with gifts. That went far past Krad's allowance of intimate gestures, and for that the human would die by Krad's hands.
All because of a single candy cane.
--Fin.