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Bad Days (D\M\R)

(Mark's p.o.v)

I'm not sure what happened and Dark won't tell me, for all I know he could just be having a bad day. A really bad day. A day that has been stretched into three days... Its honestly getting annoying how pissed he is.

I'm currently in the middle of recording a video, yelling at the game and its characters like usual. That's when Dark pretty much went over the edge.

"MARK WOULD YOU JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BEFORE I GO IN THERE AND DO IT MYSELF?"

I pause the recording and game just as the door is thrown open. There stands a fuming Dark, heaving with complete rage. "Woah, just chill-"

"NO. I AM NOT GONNA CHILL. I'VE HAD ENOUGH. FOR THE LAST FUCKING HOUR YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT YELL AT THAT DAMN SCREEN. MY HEAD IS ABOUT TO BLOW!"

"I'm...sorry?"

"SORRY?"

"Yes Dark. I said I'm sorry. Though honestly I don't know what I'm sorry for. You know that I do this just about every day." I say, motioning to my recording set up. "Why, now, its a problem to you is beyond me!" I say, starting to get pissed my self. "IF YOU HAD A PROBLEM WITH IT YOU COULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING BEFORE, INSTEAD OF INTERRUPTING A RECORDING TO DO SO."

Dark stands there, a bit shocked at my outburst, then turns to walk out of the room.

"Dark..." I call after him. "Ugh..." Now I'm getting a headache. Good one Mark you did good. I step out of the room then down the hall looking for Dark. I find him sitting on the sofa staring at the wall with his head in his hands. "Dark?" I ask quietly. He doesn't answer. A few seconds pass. "Can I sit?" Still no answer so I do so on the edge of the couch. Dark gets up the moment I sit and walks to a window. I groan, "OK, Dark...could you please tell me what is going on? What happened?" Still nothing. I sit back and just wait, not wanting to make him madder then he already is.

"Everything."

I look up at Dark, who has his back still toward me. "Everything?" I ask.

"Yes. That's what I said. Everything." Dark growls.

"OK, OK...I heard what you said...um...so like its a built up pressure thing?" I ask. But get no reply. I watch as Dark leans his arms on the windowsill and hang his head. "Dark?"

"Can I just be alone for a bit?" Dark mumbles. "Is that possible?"

I stand up and walk over. "No, I don't think that is what you want or need right now." I say, stopping right behind him. He turns to look at me with a slightly hurt expression. "Let me continue..." I tell him. "For the past several days you have done nothing but hide away. Has it helped you? Has cutting your self off from everything actually helped? You just exploded earlier. Do you want more time to brood in whatever this is or let it out." I ask.

Dark doesn't say anything as he straightens up, looking away from me and back out the window. Before he walks away or anything I wrap my arms around him, making him tense up. "Come on. Talk. I'm listening."