Hello all! A short (really, REALLY short) one-shot for DN Angel. I think that there is a potential plot bunny here, and I don't mind if you steal it if you see it, but I am gonna leave this a one chapter.
I don't own DN Angel.
Enjoy!
Daisuke's Story
The sound of trainers on a polished floor filled the gym, accompanied by the inane chatter of the students as they put away the equipment from the day's lesson. They were almost done, and Daisuke did one last sweep for unattended equipment before heading for the door. Takeshi Saehara was already there, struggling with the handle.
"Hey Takeshi-kun, what's wrong?" Daisuke asked his friend.
"The door just won't open! I think it might be locked." He replied.
"Locked? Why would it be locked?"
Takeshi shrugged and continued to wrestle with the door. Daisuke sent a searching glance towards an oblivious Satoshi before sighing and walking forwards.
"Here, let me." Takeshi looked incredulously at the red-head before stepping aside to allow him access. A serious expression appeared on Daisuke's face as he examined the door. Within seconds of prodding, the lock sprang open.
"What? But, how...?"
Daisuke turned to him, a sad, almost mournful expression on his face. " I have an... unusual family."
And with that, he was gone.