A/n- This is the continuation of my mature fic, The Fear in Your Eyes (referred to as TFiYE in future notes). This one will be rated for memories and feelings Satoshi has, inspired by the events of the prequel. Again, read the warnings, even if this one shouldn't be as bad as its inspiration.
Oh, and I use the description of his low blood-pressure to match my own morning problems, so… yeah…
Title- Like You've Never Been Hurt
Prequel- The Fear in Your Eyes
Pairing(s) – Possible Dark/Sato (if only one-sided)
Rating- Mature
Warnings- Mild cussing; Rape references/memories; Yaoi
This story is dedicated to all who reviewed TFiYE, especially:
Dark-Angel09
Bekett
and Anime Monster
My first three supporters of TFiYE, and even on the first night! Thank you! Now, let the story start!
Shivering.
Skin against skin.
Hands against his hips, pulling him closer.
Dizziness.
Worthlessness.
Pain.
Hiwatari Satoshi felt his eyes snap open, which was rare indeed with the teen's health. His breathing had become irregular during the night, and his sheets were drenched with a cold sweat. Looking through unseeing eyes at the clock, he tried to blink away his low blood-pressure, still unsure as to why he'd awoken in the first place. However, it was hard for him to think during a moment of half-awareness, where he was both oblivious and omniscient. Satoshi knew from past experience (though he couldn't focus on the knowledge now) that he could answer any question asked of him during these mental states, but could not for the life of him remember what had happened later on.
Pain. It was painful… but what was it? What did that clock say, anyway?
Within a few moments that most likely took half an hour, Satoshi felt himself blink, and the little neon lights flashed in his eyes: 4:21 AM. What was he doing up at this hour?
It was then that the overwhelming feeling of dread again caught hold of him, and he felt himself sink back into his sheets.
Of course. Why hadn't he remembered immediately?
It was his memories. The ones that refused to leave, no matter how hard he pushed them back.
Good morning, Satoshi-sama, Krad's voice echoed softly through his head. Almost soothing, even, though Satoshi would never see it as so. He turned on his side, away from the clock, and closed his eyes.
So much pain.
Mixed taste of tears and lips.
Fingers penetrating him, and then—
'No,' Satoshi thought. 'Stop… I don't want to remember…' He opened his eyes again, but the dark of the room didn't help to numb the memories, the images in his thoughts.
I told you not to trust, Satoshi-sama, Krad said in what would have sounded like a sad voice with anyone else. I didn't want you to hurt. You mean so much to me…
But Satoshi wasn't listening to the blonde angel anyway. He couldn't listen, even if he wanted to. Not with the memory of those eyes, violet, burning. So excited, so happy to tear away his innocence.
He couldn't listen to anyone while he could still remember the lustful glance of the Phantom Thief Dark.
Sorry this couldn't be longer… this is just the beginning. I should write longer chapters in the future, this one just needed to end there. It's almost like a, "last time, in Heartless's fics," kind of thing, but I like it as a beginning. I hope you all enjoy.
Oh, and to the three this is specially dedicated to:
Dark-Angel09
Thanks for the cookie! I loved reading your review--it really boosted my self-esteem! I'm really glad you enjoyed it... it's the first of its kind for me. I remember rereading it and wondering if anyone would get the feeling I did, and I can see you must've felt my intent--thanks!
bekett
Awww... thanks! Do you really think it deserved reviews? I really enjoyed reading that--I was afraid that no one would review, as I've had happened with my other stories, but yours made me feel inspired to write more.
Anime Monster
Thanks for the compliment! Yeah, I agree... poor Sato... I feel guilty about doing that to him! I'm writing the sequal here, so I hope you'll read it!