Yep…a new story…
I found the first couple chapters of this fanfic in a copybook that I brought on my vacation (you know, for writing stuff in?) and decided it was so awesome that it deserved to be a full-fledged fic. So I did about 5 minutes of editing and wrote some more chapters…and here it is…the only fanfic I've ever wrote that actually comes to a reasonable conclusion. Woo.
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Daisuke Niwa missed a step on the staircase he was climbing up, lost his balance, and fell all the way down to the bottom, being slightly cushioned by his huge pouf of red hair. "Ow!" he yelled, punching the air and somehow managing to poke his eye in the process. He shrieked in pain. "OWOWOWOWOW!!!!"
Geez, Daisuke. You're so clumsy… smirked Dark, the extremely hot art thief (who happened to be Daisuke's alter ego).
"It's not my fault! The stair moved…and…" He looked up at the perfectly normal staircase and faltered off.
And what?
"NOTHING!"
He picked himself up and had barely gone five paces when Takeshi kicked his legs out from under him for no apparent reason. "TAKESHI!!!!" yelled Daisuke in exceedingly large capital letters.
"Eheh…sorry Daisuke…tough biscuits. I got some awesome footage of Dark! Aand your precious Riku!
"Eh?" spluttered Daisuke, turning pink. "R-riku?"
"Yessss!!!" yelled Takeshi to the world.
By now, Daisuke was a bit weirded out, so he quickly traded places with Masahiro, an innocent bystander convienently placed right next to him.
So Daisuke kept on walking… that is, until he ran into Satoshi Hiwatari. His blue, shaggy hair slid across his glasses as he bumped into Daisuke. "Eh…Satoshi," Daisuke spluttered, ignoring the 20 girls that were following Satoshi around. "Sorry…"
"It's okay," the bluenette replied, amid sighs of pleasure from his fanclub, who had mostly fainted from delight.
What's he doing? wondered Dark. It looks like he's up to something. I hope it doesn't involve tonight's job…
"We have to steal? Mom never told me!"
Well DUH, Daisuke! Tuesdays and Thursdays! Every week! You should mark it on your calendar.
"I don't even HAVE a calendar." Daisuke's mind-tirade was rudely interrupted by Riku and Wiz simultaneously hurting him in some manner. Wiz yelped, "Kyu!" and leaped at his face, while Riku who was demonstrating Ri-kung-fu to her classmates, kicked him in the stomach.
"Oof," he grunted, plopping heavily on his butt.
"Daisuke! Are you okay?" asked Riku.
"Yeah…in…a while…" he managed to say, trying to reinflate his crushed lungs.
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"DAI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" scream-yelled Emiko, hugging him until he couldn't breathe and being totally oblivious to the fact that her son was wheezing like an asthmatic lemur. She let go of him and he immediately ran…no…sprinted to his room.
"Aah," he sighed, laying down on his bed, "That's better."
Suddenly, he felt a sideways lurch. It wasn't an earthquake, much to his relief, but was more like…some sort of premonition. He didn't want to tell anyone- he'd been beat up enough that day.
"Dark?"
Yeah?
"Did you feel that?"
Feel what? I was just lying here, incredibly bored, when suddenly, my tamer-
Daisuke didn't hear anymore. All of a sudden, he was staning on top of a two-dimentional rendering of his room.
"Curious," he heard from his left. Satoshi was with him, gazing intently into the drawing. "How would this happen?"
"Huh?" Daisuke mindlessly asked, wishing he could have a normal life for 5 minutes.
"We're out of body…the tamers…have been untamed."
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By now, oh great reader, you're probably wondering what's happening to Dark and Krad. Well, Dark transformed into his usual kawaii self, and Krad sat on Satoshi's bed for a while because he felt like it.
"Emikoooooooooooo!"yelled Dark as he schallumphed down the stairs.
"What?" she replied, poking her head out of a random closet.
"Daisuke's gone."
Emiko's eyes got wider and wider until they threatened to pop out of her skull. She reached behind her and somehow procured a razor-sharp samurai's sword, and began waving it around fanatically. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
"I can't contact him at all," Dark added, a tad unnecessarily.
"Well," grunted Kosuke, holding Emiko's arms behind her back, "until I can find what's happening, you have to go to school in place of Daisuke. Okay?"
"Fine…but I'm not going to enjoy it."
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The next day, Daisuke/Dark (Dark for clearness) plodded into school with a new aura. So did Satoshi/Krad (Krad for clearness). As the boys passed in the hall, casting eachother dirty looks, their hands and eyes began glowing.
"What the- we're resonating!" Dark yelled.
Suddenly, they both merged for a second, forming a strange Daisuke-Satoshi mix with purple eyes and blue, spiky hair. They separated again, but this time, Krad was Daisuke, and Dark was Satoshi.
Luckily no one really cared about magical classmates, and the cattlerush moved on.
Krad suddenly lunged at Dark, intending to break his face, but Dark nimbly dodged, sending Krad crashing headlong into a rather hard concrete wall with many masculine grunts. "Ow…" Many beating-up scenes followed, until Dark finally pinned Krad down on the floor.
"Okay, Krad…What is making us change around like this?" asked Dark, Satoshi's normally blue eyes stained purple with his rage. "Where's Daisuke? And WHY does your costume have leggings in it?" he finished, with a triumphant grin.
"Number one," Krad snarled, "my costume does not have leggings. They're skinny jeans. And the thing that's doing this to us is the Nyamo Separator, which I think you stole…a week or two ago."
"So why am I now Satoshi?!?"
"The entire function of the Nyamo Separator is to separate light and dark…then switch them."
"Great." Dark sighed, and tried to call Daisuke. It didn't work.
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Wonder what's happening to him now, Dark thought, resting Satoshi's chin on the desk he was sitting at. After he'd let go of Krad, the two angels had argued all the way down the corridor, missing almost every class. Dark had ran into Satoshi's literature class and bonked his head on any available hard object, screaming, "Why ME!!!"
The whole class looked at him like he had rabies.
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Back in the dream world (ooh…sparkly!), Satoshi and Daisuke were busy facing a very large awkward silence. "Um…"
"Er…"
"Ehm…"Satoshi cleared his throat.
Suddenly, Argentine appeared from nowhere with To-To, and they began to dance the Macarena. Satoshi and Daisuke were both weirded out, as they expressed by saying simultaneously, "This is weirding me out."
And they went back to the awkward silence, despite the pounding of the Macarena music. They really weren't very good dancers.
Finally, Satoshi fended off the awkward silence with a bunch of flying parakeets and asked, "Where are we, Daisuke?"
"How should I know…"he replied, then snapped his fingers. "Hah! I do know where we are…the Nyamo Separator. Dark and I stole it a week ago."
Satoshi deliberated for a moment. "I think the activation of the Nyamo Separator is when something warm, fuzzy, and/or rabbitlike touches it."
Daisuke sat there for a moment before standing up and yelling, "WIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!"
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Back at the Niwa household, Emiko was busy fixing numerous yummy things to feed to her numerous family members, Wiz was enjoying a strawberry, Kosuke was figuring out how to get a Monstrous Gorgleplink off of his pinky finger, and Daiki was asleep on the couch.
Suddenly, Wiz jumped up from his half-eaten-strawberry and ran to the basement, a huge room filled with glittery stuffs. As if in a daze, he walked towards the Nyamo Separator, a huge gold-and-silver column set with lots of precious gems.
It was breathtakingly beautiful.
Wiz reared up on his hind legs and pushed on a panel hidden to human eyes. The spirits of Daisuke and Satoshi were set free.
"Hey! We're in my basement!" yelped Daisuke. "But…where's my body?!?"
"Our bodies are currently at school. We have to get back in them," said Satoshi coldly. He was getting really annoyed with all the mucking about with magic that they'd done.
Like a herd of elephants, both Dark and Krad crashed through the front door, trying to tear eachother's eyes out. Emiko calmly picked them up by their collars and deposited them unmercifully on the floor. "Daisuke, Satoshi," she said to empty space, "Go inside your bodies now."
Both boys obeyed without question.
Daisuke blinked his eyes and looked over at Satoshi, who assumed his normal scowl and looked away. But there was something in his eyes. Something that said, "It's not over yet."
These chapters are SO LONG!!!!!
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