Pure Life

Rating: I find this thing funny… but oh well… there’s cussing.

A/N: His dad can be a little weird at times. Enjoy!
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Daisuke was leaning against the post on the cabin. He had on a tee-shirt and a pair of old pants, the ball cap was twisted backwards. Yawned and looked around at the cabin area, he had gotten there early so he had looked around.

The cabin itself was old but a large one, there was a kitchen, living, and dining area as soon as you walked in. There was a set of stairs that led up to a second floor that had four rooms and two baths. Outside the cabin was a shed with water stuff and hunting gear. There was an open area with gravel where the cars can park.

You could hear a vehicle pull up the gravel road and then you could see it. In the front seat was Akira with his feet up on the dash and the hood pulled up on his hoodie he was wearing. He was fast asleep; it was a two hour drive out there from the city.

Mitch was playing a handheld game and sitting between Akira and Jett. Jett was driving his old beat up truck up to the cabin when you could see Mitch elbow Akira, who in turn whapped him on the head. They glared at each other and then you could hear Jett shouting at the two kids to behave.

He couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched Akira get shoved out the door by Mitch. “Damn fucking idiot.”

The dark haired male climbed out then reached in to grab his cane, “You were moving too slow.”

“Bastard.”

“Ow!” Both males said in sync, Jett had yanked hard on both of their ears.

“If you don’t behave I’ll treat you both like the kids you keep acting like.”

“Jett you’re going to pull my earring out if you keep tugging.” Akira was trying to get him to let go.

“Will you two behave?”

“Yes.” He let go and they gave a sigh as theirs were now safe.

“Is that normal?”

Jett looked at Daisuke and nodded with another sigh, “I’ve learned to be tough on them or they’ll walk all over you.”

“It works.”

The short brunette climbed into the back of the truck to grab his stuff. He walked past Jett and Daisuke in to the cabin. “Don’t unpack, we’re leaving soon.”

“Whatever works?” The door closed and you could hear the TV turn on.

“Lovely attitude don’t you think?”

“Mitch woke him too early.” Jett muttered. “Forgot he was already packed.”

“Ah.” When Mitch climbed the steps he looked at Daisuke. “Now that’s a shiner.”

“Of course Akira is not a morning person. Mitch got the worst of it.”

“Heh, yeah… forgot he’s got one hell of a right hook.”

Daisuke closed his eyes and grinned, “I love a challenge.”

They both looked at him and Mitch muttered, “You scare me sometimes.”

He moved over to the door, opening it he called in, “We’re leaving! Where is he?” Mitch looked in and he sighed.

“Hold up.” He walked over to the couch and then looked up. “He’s in his room. I’ll go get him.” the two saw that Daisuke was already climbing the stairs. It was quite and then Akira came rushing down the stairs.

“Fucking psychotic fucker.”

Akira had his bag over his shoulder and was outside of the house. When Daisuke walked down the stairs he had a grin on his face. “I’m glad that works just like it does with Cyan.”

“What did you do?” Jett wanted to know and Mitch was scared to know.

“Lay down next to him.”

Mitch looked at Jett, “Well that would get me out of the bed, unless it was Jett.” He got a bored look from Jett. “What?”

“He’s all yours.”

“Got it.”

“Please don’t kill him.”

“Try not to.”

They looked at each other, “Don’t go easy on him!” He stepped back as they both said it loudly.

“I won’t.”

Mitch opened the door, “After you.” Jett walked past him and pat Akira on the shoulder. “Take care, Akira.”

Akira was sitting on the railing smoking as he waved. He watched as the truck pulled away and then he got an icy shiver. ‘Why does it feel like I’m walking to my death?’ The twenty two year old looked over his shoulder and cringed. Daisuke was standing there, his arms crossed.

“Well.”

“What?”

“Put it out.”

He slid off the railing and started walking, “It’s my last one let me enjoy it.”

A hand shot out to get it; he jerked back and glared at him. “Put it out, you can’t run if you can’t breathe.”

“I can breathe fine.”

“Fine then, I’m not going to slow down for you. I can make it to where we’re staying in twelve hours. Keep up.” Akira tightened the straps on his bag and he then crouched as he took one last puff, then he put it out and reached for his tin in his back pocket. “So you do run without smoking.”

Standing up he quickly shifted from leg to leg, “I’m ready to run.”

Daisuke pointed, “We’ll be heading that way, we’ll stop once for lunch and we should make it for dinner.” He pulled his shirt off as two black feathered wings appeared on his back. “By the way you are running alone.”

“Great, I’m so excited.” He gave him a bored look and Daisuke sighed. “I’m going to start running now.”

He watched as Akira started to jog in the direction he pointed. “Good luck!”

“To damn chipper.”


Akira jogged along, it had been three hours since he started and he was trying hard not to slow down. He could see him up ahead of him. Giving a low growl he pushed himself, “Damn it should have stayed on track.”

Daisuke looked over his shoulder; he could see Akira running along. He looked up at the sky and brought his feet forward as he dropped to the ground. Twisting his hat around he waited for when Akira would come running up. Just then Akira stumbled into the clearing and Daisuke watched as he crouched down his arms were folded behind his head as he tried to catch his breath. “Hungry?” His gray eyes found Daisuke sitting on an up grounded root.

“Not really. I try not to eat when I’m going to run.”

“Well then eat something small or you’ll never make it.”

He looked at him and sighed as his bag dropped to the ground. The male dug out his bottle of water and took a drink, he pulled his hoodie off and stuffed it into the bag, he had a dark blue tank on underneath. The bottle of water hung from his mouth as he dug around his bag. Pulling the bottle from his mouth he sat it next to the bag as he pulled out a trail bar. He closed the bag and slipped the bar into his pocket. “How long till we get there?”

“Six hours.”

Akira choked on his water and looked at him. “What?”

“I was hungry.” He looked over to Akira who was still looking at him. “Plus I couldn’t tell if you were going to go nose first or not.”

“I only slowed down because I saw you land.”

“Oh really.”

The wings were folded behind him as he dropped to the ground, he sat there. “What are you doing?”

“Relaxing, then I’m going to eat, but first… want to ask me anything?”

“Yeah I have one.” He pointed at his wings, “You have two black but I have one.”

“Okay, well they were gray when you were little.” He muttered. “You’re a mix.”

“A mix of what?”

“Translated it would be White wings and Black wings; even I don’t know how to say it. Ask Flare she’ll tell you.”

“Okay.”

“And, well just be glad no one knows you’re alive. They think that you’re dead.”

Akira looked at him, “What do you mean?”

That’s when Daisuke got a vary monotony voice, “White wings and Black wing cannot mix, for if that were to happen it would cause mass chaos. Or so they say.” He sat there looking at the tree as he muttered. “Seemed pretty fishy, I mean how one person can cause mass chaos, let alone wipe out a whole race is weird.”

He pulled out the trail bar and started to eat it. “Just so I’m getting this, I can wipe out a whole race.”

The man shrugged, “Supposedly.”

“Your mother had white wings and I have black. Now you know. Anything else?”

“There’s got to be more.”

“Aw geez you’re killing me here.” Daisuke stood and brushed himself off. “Okay, White wings are known for their speed and healing while Black wings are known for magic and strength. Both can have psychic abilities and other things. You’re speed and psychic is from your mother and strength is from me.”

“And why does my healing suck ass.”

“Don’t know maybe canceled itself out.”

“What else can you do?”

“Magic.”

“I still don’t believe that.” He looked down at Akira who was sitting there; he could see the barcode tattoo on his collar bone.

“Fine I’ll show you.” Daisuke picked a stone up and tossed it into the air. A black hole appeared and it swallowed the rock then something smacked Akira in the head. That same rock was now sitting in his lap. “That’s one thing I can do without tiring myself.”

Akira rubbed his head and looked up. “Woohoo, you hit me in the head with a rock.”

“I could do a boulder.”

“Like you would.” The brunette dove to the side just as one landed where he was at. “What the fuck are you trying to kill me!?”

His bag and bottle dropped into his lap and he stared at it. “Well I know you can sense magic now.”

“That’s beside the point!!” The ball cap wearing male scratched his neck and looked away. Once he noticed he wasn’t paying attention, Akira growled and then he winced as his rib gave a sharp spasm. “Shit!”

Daisuke looked at him, “What is it?”

“I’m fine.” ‘Damn rib!’ He stood up and grabbed his bag and bottle.

“Well since your fine we should get moving. Six hours ahead of us.”

“So much fun.” Akira put the bottle away and pulled his bag on. “So much damn fun. Mitch you are dead.”
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Mitch sneezed and gave a shiver. “You give me anything and I won’t let you near me till I’m better.” Jett was looking at down at him. They had settled on the couch to watch TV, Mitch was leaning against Jett.

“I’ll try not to.”
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Cyan leaned back as he watched the sky. The clouds floated by and a fresh breeze would blow by. A woman walked over and looked at him. “Cyan.” The male hadn’t even bothered pulling a shirt on, it was a warm fall day but he still had on a pair of pants and no shoes.

“Yeah.”

“Get some firewood, we’re all out.”

“Again!?”

“Firewood.” He looked at the woman and sighed. The woman had black hair with red streaks and her eyes were an arctic blue. Two large fox ears twitched one her head and a tail was wrapped around her waist. She had on a red top that showed her stomach and black shorts the stopped mid thigh and on her hands were red fingerless gloves. She also had on black sandals. The fox was darker then Cyan but shorter, standing at five foot eight.

“Fine, I’ll go get it.”

“They should be here soon.”

“Yay, we get to meet his son! It will be like having a little brother around!”

“Try big brother, you act young for your age.”

He frowned as she walked away and then he peevishly walked off to get the fire wood. “I don’t act that childish.”


Akira climbed over the large tree and sat there panting. “Don’t stop now!” He glared at the man that was ten yards away; Daisuke thought he would join him in a brisk run.

‘Bastard’s been running for four hours and he’s not even tired.’

“You really should stop smoking!”

“I’ll quit when I feel like it!” He pushed away and started jogging after him.

The man was humming a weird song as he ran and then a green blur shot past Akira. Daisuke stopped, turned in time to grab the blur and flip him over his shoulder. “Cyan, what are you doing?”

“Thought I’d try but it failed.”

“I can see that.” Akira came to a stop and tried to catch his breath. “Akira you can’t stop, keep running the cabin is on the other side of those trees.”

He took off at a slow jog and ran past them. Cyan watched and grinned, “Wow, how fast was he running to get that tired.”

“He was switching between jogging and running.”

“Really?” The green haired male climbed to his feet and walked over to where he had sat the firewood down.

“Firewood?”

“We’re out again.”

“What is she doing burning it all?”

“I don’t know.”


Akira came to a full stop in front of a cabin. He dropped to his knees and tried to catch his breath. “Here drink this it should help.”

He looked up to see a woman handing him a bottle of water. “Thanks.” It was cold. Opening it he slowly sipped at it and then took a large drink. He pushed himself up and leaned against the front beam on the cabin.

“I’ll show you were you will be sleeping.” She led him into the cabin and he saw a table with chairs, a couch, and a small kitchen area as soon as he walked in. They walked over to a hallway and then down it, they past three doors before they came to the last one, “This will be your room.” It was a small room, it had a dresser and his large duffle bag was sitting on it. “I got your bag from your friends.” The bed was a small twin and sat a foot off the floor. “The bathroom is the first door you passed.”

He nodded and she left. As soon as the door closed he let his bag fall to the ground and then he fell onto the bed. It was soft and he found himself fast asleep.


Daisuke walked in and sat down, Cyan dropped the wood by the door and followed him in. “where’s Akira?”

“He’s sound asleep.”

“Hmmm, I guess he’s not hungry. Oh well more for me!” They looked at Cyan.

“Glutton.”

“Bottomless pit.” Daisuke leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling. “I wonder what I should teach him tomorrow.”

“How about the history of our ancestors?”

“I guess. Flare?”

The woman at the stove turned to him. “I can pull out the box of books for him to read and answer any questions. Though there are some that even I do not know.”

“I’ll answer those. He just needs to know the basics.”

“I understand.” She went back to cooking.

Cyan sat at a chair, “Can he fly?”

“Not that I know of, he’s wings were sealed.”

“Well that basic knowledge for all of us to know at a young age.”

“I know.” He saw the look in his eyes. “Fine you can show him.”

“Woohoo! This is going to be so cool!”

“If you push him off a cliff make sure there’s water below and is deep.”

“Yes sir!” Cyan was grinning and then he looked at him. “What are you going to teach him?”

Daisuke tipped his head back and thought about it. He grinned and looked at Cyan. “He’s going to fight me.”

“That I would like to see.”


Akira groaned as he rolled over, he quickly sat up when he realized he wasn’t in his bed. “That’s right the cabin.” His stomach growled and he got up. Opening the door he came face to face with a mouthwatering aroma, he made his way down the hall.

“Well, look who woke up.”

“Damn it, no extra food.”

“Glutton needs to shut up or he will not get any food.”

“But Flare…” He sat down and let his head drop to the table. A plate was sat in front of him and he didn’t move. Cyan reached out to grab the plate only to stop, Akira was looking at him and it wasn’t a friendly look. ‘He’s as scary as Daisuke.’

Daisuke watched as Akira pulled his plate away and still didn’t touch it. “Well are you going to eat it?”

He slowly stood up and picking his plate up walked from the room. They watched him walk back down the hall, the door closed and Cyan looked at Daisuke, “What’s his problem?”

“Flare will you grab his plate later?”

“Yes.” She sat down to eat and they all finished their food, Daisuke stood.

“I’m going to bed.”

“Night.”

Once Cyan sat the plate in the sink he waved to Flare and walked out of the room. A few minutes later Akira walked out with his plate. He reached over for the rag and started to wash his plate off, “You don’t have to do that.”

“Old habit.”

“I see.”

He sat it down and looked back at Flare she was sitting at the table looking at him. “What?”

“You look like your father but act more like your mother.”

“So I’ve been told.”

“You have her eyes.” She caught the smile but it was a small one. He turned, “Rest well. I will be teaching you tomorrow.”

Akira walked into his new room and closed the door. It was going to be a long four months.
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I feel bad for Akira… poor Akira…… oh well I’ll be jumping around next chapter so hopefully everyone can keep up. If not just ask and I’ll answer.
Shade :)