After the drink was done, Rami gave it to Ryu and told him to give it to Dark as Dark was on the other side of the room playing billiards with the boys.
He saw that Ryu gave the drink to Dark who immediately took a sip of it. He was startled when Dark, after that sip, seemed to have stopped for a moment before taking another sip into it. It was just his illusion. When he saw that he had already emptied it after a while, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Waiting for the drug to take effect, Rami finished his drink and mingled with the others. Without them noticing, he slipped the empty capsule of the Wild Fantasy into Avery's pocket.
They dance, joke around, and drink their hearts out. Rami, especially, as he wants to forget the little bit of guiltiness that was building into him.
Dark silently found his way out of the room because he felt the room was hotter than usual. His body felt hot suddenly, so he knew there was something wrong. He remembers the drink, as it was the last thing that he consumed before he felt his abnormal feeling.
He stopped pondering and probing for the culprit because he just wanted to get rid of the feeling.
Unfortunately---
"Dark!!" A cheerful voice called him.
He stopped.
'Oh, goodie, here's the one I don't want to see right now!' Dark thought.
He continued walking acting like he didn't hear anything.
"Dark!! Come on, I know you heard me!!" Rami complained.
He made a face and ignored Rami and just continued walking but the latter unexpectedly yanked his arms and hugged him while accompanying him somewhere.
He felt the warmth coming from Rami's body, and it ignited his desire more.
"Hey, are you okay?" Rami asks him with concern.
After a while of silence and just silently walking, he answered, "Yes, I'm fine."
"Really? But your face is red. Are you having a fever?" Rami asked while he pulled him to stop. Then he put his hand on his forehead, testing if he really had a fever.
"You are not hot, so you are not sick. But why is your face red?" Rami asked again as he brought his body closer to Dark's body.
"I told you I'm fine." he told Rami as he put his hand into Rami's forehead and lightly pushed him away from himself.
"Oh, don't push. Hey!" Rami yelled at Dark while still doing his best to cling to Dark's body just like a gecko.
Dark can still feel Rami's body heat.
He almost couldn't endure.
'No, I must hold on. I should get rid of him now or else--' he thought grimly.
Dark knows himself well. Very well enough to not realize how he felt for this little thing in front of him.
Well, yeah, he accepted. He knew he had to have him. He now wanted to own him. He may not have that strong feeling called love towards him, but upon imagining and thinking about some other man with Rami, Hell!!, he wanted to get rid of them. He doesn't even want another man to come closer to him. Thus, he always finds himself glaring at his people, even though he knows there's no way there will be a relationship with Rami.
He was starting to feel territorial. His obsession. His possessiveness. They are all starting to surface, but--- he knew-- he doesn't have the plan to stop it.