Author’s Note: I’m back! Finally after months of not continuing any of my works I managed to find some time to try to continue them and since I didn’t have the internet (and I still don’t) the process became more difficult, but then after realizing that my mother wouldn’t be getting the internet as soon as I hoped, I quickly started writing continuation for my stories and this chapter of Potion 666 is one of them.

Also I want to say ‘Thank You’ to all my reviewers, I appreciate you reading my stories and leaving feedback, since I cannot name all of my reviewers and thank them individually know that I have read everyone’s reviews and I EXTREMELY grateful for all of them, without your reviews this story along with many others would have been in the recycle bin on my desktop, so without further ado, I present chapter 4 of Potion 666: A Trade for Youth.

~ * Chapter 4 * ~

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----- Shoyuu Dantei-Dare’s P.O.V. -----

            I yawned as I turned to my side on the bed so I could see Namida’s beautiful face. She arched her hips up and squirmed and that made me chuckle slightly. If anything that was my entire fault that Namida was in an uncomfortable position and that made me smile. Let me just say she was a very feisty girl.

“I hate you” I heard Namida’s voice say and I looked down at the floor to meet her gaze.

“I love you too” I whispered, but she just rolled her eyes.

“Listen,” I began, “this was your fault. After all you could have slept on this bed, but you had to be too proud”

“I wasn’t going to sleep with you--- beside you…whatever!” she yelled, “I had a good rest on this floor anyways”

Yes that was right. She slept on HER floor beside HER bed in HER room, while I lay luxuriously on HER full sized mattress. She was too proud to do what I commanded her to. And that command was for her to sleep NEXT TO me in bed after all she was mine. It was Namida’s sense of pride and stubbornness that caught me up in this whole mess. Not just this episode, but everything altogether. It was about giving her mother the Potion 666, the potion that made her young again.

“You might tell me that you had a good rest, but those bags under your eyes tell me something different” I commented.

She gave a low growl.

I pulled the covers off of me and revealed my smiley faced boxers (I actually borrowed it from Aiteiru since I needed something to sleep with) and stepped over Namida to head to the bathroom, but I stopped mid-way through the door. “I’m talking a bath. You want to join?” I asked her seriously, though already knowing what her response would be like and as my assumptions were correct she swore and threw a large pillow at me.

---- Nozomi Namida’s P.O.V. -----

Oh how I wanted to kill him. I wanted to decapitate him, then hang his head on a mantel and put it in my room! How dare he do this to me? Everything, including these stupid “handcuffs” that he put on me, how could he do this to me? Ruin my life, for no good reason? AND on top of all that he makes me sleep on the floor. Yeah sure I didn’t have to sleep on it. I could have rested in the bed next to him, but that was the thing, I didn’t want to be next to him! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! IT’S MY BEDROOM! I think I have the right to sleep where I please! You know what else? My mother says nothing! NOTHING! I couldn’t hang out with my friend named Icha, because mom said he was a “bad influence”, but suddenly this brainwasher killer demon guy comes along and she trades me to him so now it’s okay to SLEEP WITH HIM? Did I mention he was a “DEMON”? Where’s the logic in that? Please tell me I would like to know!

I stood on the floor looking up at the ceiling listening to the water running in the bathroom. I was dying to go to the bathroom, but knowing that Dare was in there I couldn’t. I just had to hold my pee. Yes, that would be easy, right? I mean how long does it take for a demon to bathe?

----- Shoyuu Dantei-Dare’s P.O.V. -----

“Very long, very, very, very long” I whispered to Namida from the bathroom, aware that she was not able to hear me and that filled me with pleasure.

----- Nozomi Aiteiru’s P.O.V. -----

            “DIE! DIE!” I punched Karai down. Man I hate her. “Oh yeah?!” she yelled and did a spinning kick on me that sent me flying across the screen.

“K.O” was what the game said, “Player two wins”

Karai stood up and pointed at me and laughed, “Ha! I beat you! Nya~” she stuck out her tongue. “Dammit…” I whispered while searching the pockets of my pants.

“C’mon, c’mon, where’s the money?” Karai asked anxiously.

“I’m looking, I’m looking…” I pulled out some cash and began to count it, “There, fifty bucks.” I handed out the money and mom—err… Karai took it without hesitation.

You see Karai and I made this bet that I could beat her in ‘Kick Butt III: Foote’s Revenge’. I mean it was one of the coolest games out and I would play almost all day to become a master so of course I would make a bet with mo—Karai that I could beat her. Who would have thought that Karai knew how to play? Maybe, when you’re old you lose all your coordination. Who knows?

Karai stuck the money in her back pocket. Come to think of it, those pants look really familiar…

----- Nozomi Namida’s P.O.V. -----

            Okay it was already an hour and I was about to pee on myself. I ran to the bathroom and knock on the door. Okay, I BANGED on the door.

“Yes?” I heard the demon’s calm voice from inside.

“Hurry up!”

“Why?”

“I need to get in!”

“Why?” Dare repeated.

I growled, “What would I need to do in a bathroom???” I asked sarcastically.

“I don’t know, you tell me. You are the one that wants to get in”

“DARE!” I screamed.

“That’s my name”

“No shit! I need to go to the bathroom! Imma’ pee on myself if I don’t hurry up!” I heard him laugh lowly when I said that. “Well then, I guess that gives me even more reason to stay in here”

I stomped my feet, “Dare! Imma come inside if you don’t come out!”

No response.

“I’m serious!” I yelled.

“I hope you are. I wouldn’t mind one bit.”

I was kneeling on the floor rocking myself back and forth as if I was a mad woman so the urge to pee would go away and as Dare had prayed for (if demons did pray) the urge didn’t go away, if anything it grew stronger. I couldn’t go inside, not when Dare was in there.

“I won’t get out if you keep rushing me like that”

I whined, “I just need to pee! After that you can resume doing whatever you’re doing in there!”

“…”

“IT’S MY BATHROOM DAMMIT!” I kicked the door, “YOU HEAR ME? MY BATHROOM! MY FUCKING BATHROOM!”

“Stop swearing…” Dare commanded me and that made me bang on the door harder and made me scream louder. “NO!” I yelled louder.

All of a sudden I felt as if I would pee right there. Right in front of the bathroom entrance, so close yet so far! I didn’t care if Dare was in there anymore, all I cared about was using the toilet! I mean I would just close my eyes and as for him seeing me I wouldn’t really mind! I probably do, but this is an emergency so I must do what I need to!

“Open up!” I turned the doorknob having no success of opening it. “Dare? Open the door” I whined, “please Dare! DAMMIT!” I yelled and turned the doorknob with all my strength and it opened rather easily. I almost fell on the floor and if I were at my normal state without the urge of peeing I would try to cover it up, but since I wasn’t at my normal state I began to quickly unbuckle my belt.

“That’s more like it. It was just a simple please” Dare said to me, peeking his head out from the curtain.

“Can you not look at me?”

“That may be the hardest thing I may have to do” he said to me, but I rolled my eyes, “Man! PLEASE!”

Dare gave a deep smirk and close the curtain.

----- Shoyuu Dantei-Dare’s P.O.V. -----

            The boiling hot water sprinkled my face. It felt so good, so comforting and agonizing at the same time, just like home. I ran my fingers through my hair and looked up at the ceiling in a daze. I was mostly thinking about home. I supposed I missed it, just a little. I knew that I would go back after I finish this mission and I wanted to finish this mission as fast as possible, but at the same time make it memorable. I want the suffering that Namida will soon suffer etched into her body, mind and soul…

Right then and there my trance broke when I heard Namida’s voice from the other side of the door telling me to get out because she needed to get in. I acted as if I was “ignorant” and that kept getting Namida angry, just like I knew it would.

“Dare? Open the door” Namida whined, “Please Dare! DAMMIT!” she screamed and at that moment I closed my eyes and the lock on the door was released as if I had undone it with my own hands.

She rushed inside and I heard her unbuckling her belt.

“That’s more like it. It was just a simple please” I said to her, peeking my head out from the curtain.

She narrowed her eyes at me, “Can you not look at me?”

I thought quickly at what I was going to say, “That may be the hardest thing I may have to do” I replied. I wasn’t lying though. It was her eyes that captivated me. They were so dark and mysterious and made me wonder if she too was a demon. Suddenly I laughed at the thought inwardly.

“Man! PLEASE!” she yelled and I smirked and close the curtain. I may be a demon, but I was a demon of moral and value, simply I was a gentleman with a seductive side. Yes, that was how I was suppose to be and I will continue to act that way until Namida is ‘etched’ and that’s not to far away because with every surrendering word such as ‘please’ my mission will only be easier and soon done with.

I smiled.

----- Nozomi Namida’s P.O.V. -----

            Okay, first, I can’t believe I actually peed in the bathroom. Wait, no that came out wrong, I mean I can’t believe I peed in the bathroom with Dare inside. I mean it wasn’t a big deal, but then again it was. I mean yeah I really needed to go so I guess I was desperate and desperate times call for desperate measures, right? Right. Second, I said the ‘p’ word to him. I said it once before and that was a once in a lifetime thing, but now its like everyday! Ha, I never said the ‘p’ word to mom so what makes him think I’m gonna say it to him again? This will be the last time.

I turned the knob on the sink and the warm water splashed on my hands. I think I was lost in thought because when I looked up and in the mirror I saw Dare standing behind me… naked. I think. I hope not! Was this a way of seducing me? Well let me tell you its working…

…

NOT! NOT WORKING! Yeah, that’s what I meant.

“Mind if you close your eyes?” Dare asked me and I did immediately. I didn’t see anything just his naked chest and I saw that before when I slept with him.

…

THAT CAME OUT WRONG TOO!

What’s wrong with me?! Calm down Namida. I saw a lot of naked chest. Like… like Aiteiru… but he’s my brother and I don’t think that counts. Well I saw Icha-kun! So HA! But … that was because we were at the beach. I sighed to myself. I was really pathetic.

I started to open my eyes, I couldn’t help it. It was rather tempting. I mean wouldn’t you wanna look too if you were in a steamy bathroom with a sedu—evil demon? Thought so.

I peeked only to see Dare’s back as he was fastening his towel around his waist, though something caught my attention. There was a mark, a scar of some sort on the blades of his back. It was dark and it seemed as if he had been tortured, either that or he had been in a really bad accident.

I guess Dare noticed me staring at his scar because he said, “It’s not as bad as it looks” I jumped slightly when I heard his voice. I still kept looking at it for a while and I cleared my throat as I turned my gaze astray from the scar, “What happened there?”

He turned sideways and looked at me through the mirror where he met my gaze, “Why do you care?” he asked.

“I don’t!” I replied, “I was just curious”

“Curiosity killed the cat”

“And satisfaction brought him back” I countered.

He smirked for the 100th time, “True”

“So, tell me how you got that scar”

“No, if you don’t care then I guess it doesn’t matter how I got it,” he began to walk away, but not before looking back at me in my angered state, “Get use to disappointment” he said and finally left out the door.

----- Hatayai Karai’s P.O.V. -----

            I loved it! It was awesome, such power. This was a miracle, I never new I had the ability to do all this stuff. I don’t know why this didn’t happen sooner, but nevertheless I’m still happy that it happened now than never. Yup, ‘Kick Butt III: Foote’s Revenge’ was so cool and I can’t believe I never got a chance to play this. I always thought video games were just a waste of money, boy was I wrong; I mean I can’t find any better use to put my money in except things that could rot my teeth out.

Eh? Did you think I was talking about the OTHER miracle? Don’t get me wrong, it’s because of that ‘Potion 666’ that made me how I am now. I feel happier and more relaxed, I don’t care if I have to cook breakfast, I don’t care if no one cleans up their room because truthfully I was looking at my room and the last thing I worry about is cleaning it. I don’t mind if I find clothing all over the house anymore otherwise I would have never found this pair of dark blue jeans, yeah I have jeans, but not in a size 16. And because of those size 16 pants I got into an argument with…well guess who.

----- Nozomi Namida’s P.O.V. -----

            “Okay, wait a minute…wait. MY own mother traded ME to a demon for a potion that made her young again, isn’t that correct?” I asked Karai irritably, just look what she did.

“Yeah” she said casually and I would have hit her, but I had to yell and make my point first.

“And is it also true that you are having a wonderful time, while I your DAUGHTER is having the most miserable time EVER?”

Karai arched her eyebrow, “I dunno’ if you’re having the worst time ever, you tell me”

I felt hot, my throat was burning as well as my eyes, I tried to control my anger, I really did, but I couldn’t, “I’LL KILL YOU!” I jumped up to attack her, but the stupid demon had a firm hold on me. “LET ME GO! I’LL SLAUGHTER HER!”

“Calm down! I had no clothing to put on!” Karai yelled at me.

“AND IS THAT MY PROBLEM THAT YOU HAVE NO CLOTHES?!”

“…”

“SO YOU PUT ON MY CLOTHES?!”

“… What did you want me to do? Run around stark naked?!”

“I wouldn’t mind” I heard Dare say and gave him a hateful look. “What? I really wouldn’t” he said.

“Shut up…” I said in a harsh voice. I turned to Karai, “You could have asked me to wear MY clothing you know!”

“You don’t care about your clothing!” Karai yelled.

Was she stupid? I mean really, if I didn’t care about MY clothing I wouldn’t be making such a big damn fuss about it! Stupid moron! “Oh, OF COURSE NOT! I don’t care about my clothes I’m just screaming at you for the heck of it!”

“Yeah you are. You don’t care about your clothes otherwise these jeans wouldn’t have been next to the garbage in the kitchen”

“I—…” I was trying to make a come back, I really was, but I couldn’t. Karai continued, “And don’t say you didn’t ‘cause you know you did and the only reason you’re screaming at me is because I’m your mom and I’m wearing your jeans…not because I didn’t ask you. If I did you would have sworn at me and said ‘no’, so don’t come with all this bullshit Namida”

I stood there looking at her, looking at Karai, my teenaged mother.

“You just…you just said a naughty word” I said pointing in shock, “you swore at me” I said in a daze. MY mother NEVER swore, not once and especially to ME, until today.

“If you have the gall to swear at me at your age, I think I should have the privilege as well” she flipped hair and I would have sworn at her like always and make a statement on how I would pull out her hair, but I was in shock, utter shock. My mother, was so…brave, she had the nerve to swear, AND at ME! How dare she! I finally regained my sanity and gave her a look of pure hatred.

“How does it feel?” she asked me sternly.

“What are you talking about?” I asked annoyed.

“How does it feel to get sworn at, by your own mother?”

“I feel nothing…” I said quietly, “Because you’re not my mother. My mother wouldn’t have traded me, her only daughter to someone she hardly knew just for some material thing. I thought family meant more to you than that. I thought family was about staying together, family would always stick together. That’s what you told me…so that’s what I tried to believe and I was wrong for doing so” I couldn’t believe I admitted that and so…emotionally as well, what the hell came over me? At the moment I disregarded the thought, I turned around and headed upstairs to my bedroom to get away from the bitch from hell, but mid-way up the stairs Karai called me and I ignored her, but she continued to call my name until I finally turned around.

“Thank you Namida”, she said and I didn’t know what she was talking about. “For finally realizing…” she finished off with a smile, but I didn’t want to see her, I didn’t want to be in this house, not with Karai, not with Dare, and not with Aiteiru even though he seemed to be the last remaining family left. No I didn’t believe in family. Blood maybe thicker than water, but at least water was pure, that’s what I believe now.

So that only means I have to leave, leave from my “family” just as my dad did… and I’ll leave today, when everyone is sleeping, I don’t care how I’ll get away from the demon, but I will, I’ll find a way.

I always find a way.

*** End of Chapter Four ***

Author’s Note: This chapter may have seemed rather short and pointless, but it wasn’t suppose to be. It was a bridge to one of the important part of the story, so do bear with me.

Oh another thing I wanted to comment on was the amount of reviews I got supporting Namida. You know that was unexpected, I was almost certain I would get more reviews for Karai, but oh well ^^;; I guess I make Namida’s life seem much worst then Karai’s so I guess Namida kinda deserves the reviews… and many of you whom ARE Namida haters, just to let you know that Namida is the mirror image of me…-_- yes I do scream at my mom and such, though I haven’t for a long while so I get a cookie!

Aiteiru is suppose to be the mirror image of my oldest brother, whom thinks he is a pretty boy, but in reality is just a pathetic coward and we do fight all the time as well.

Karai is needless to say is a mirror image of my mommy, except for the potion of course that made her 17 again…thank god that thing doesn’t exist or mom would be ruining my life…

And as for Dare, well he is the mirror image of the man…er…’demon’ of my dreams, c’mon I know you girls must’ve thought up a ‘demon’ of their dreams, dark and mysterious, right? ^^

Wow, I wrote a lot…I must’ve been boring you all, gomen, but give me some feedback and I’ll see if I can continue this story! Thank you!