I do not own DNAngel. Though everyone wishes they could own a show of their own. I own Tobias and other characters that are in this story that I have made up of my own accord.
Alter ego thoughts.
Regular thoughts.
Chapter One: Arcane High
"Finally! A new place, a new school! Can't wait." A teen boy of sixteen exclaimed merrily as he walked down the cobblestone streets of his new town. He was a very attractive young man. His hair was spiky with a thick, long bang falling over his left eye; his hair was such a deep green it was almost black. He was toned, slimly muscular with a lithe form. He wore clothes that fit or were a bit loose but nothing seriously baggy. His eyes were his most stunning feature: beautiful, pale amethyst. The teen was also quite tall.
We will have much fun here.
A quiet, cheery, feminine voice spoke from inside his mind. He smiled lightly as he adjusted his spiked collar. He wore chains and spikes, but he didn't have a label for himself. He had his style and if people labelled him it was fine.
"Yeah. Maybe Mom will let up a little. Atleast we don't have to see him again and it's better that he has let up on his drinking too." The teen replied, wandering around aimlessly. His father drank a lot and used to beat him bloody once a week until three years ago when he was kicked out. He had almost died in a car accident and realized how much he was hurting his son. He had started going to A.A meetings and therapy. Even with the court order, his father would show up to smack him around, but he wouldn't be the only one with bruises.
Yes. He can't get to you with me here. Our home life has improved greatly.
"Why do you always talk so formally when you aren't released? It's weird." He made a face as he looked into the water of the huge, white fountain.
Sorry, She replied sheepishly. It's habit to speak kindly to you Bias. You are kin to me.
"Yeah? You're like a sister to me too. You going thieving tonight? Mom might be writing the haiku tonight. She says the Evil Eye Medallion has resurfaced as well as Phantom Dark..."
There was a long pause. She did not reply.
"Are you gonna hunt him and find out who his new host is?" The boy was very interested as he sat down, looking over the horizon. The sky was alight with the rays of the sun. His alter ego took a long time in answering him.
I believe so. It's been over a hunred years since I last heard of Phantom Dark.
"Have you two ever met?"
No. But I've heard much about him.
"Oh? Like what?"
Suddenly so interested in my personal life, Bias? She laughed childishly.
"Hmph!" He stuck out his tongue to the air as he sat there pouting. She always played these games to be stubborn. He knew she had had a rough life when she had been first born into this world with her own body. He still thought it was weird how he had been born into such a weird family. Every only child born into the family was blessed by her and became her host shortly after, around age ten. He felt arms embrace him though none could see them. The two sat there in silence as the sun finally set. It was beautiful.
"Tobias! Time to get out of bed, dear! You'll be late if you don't!" His mother called from the stairwell, trying to wake her son up out of his deep slumber. His mother, Kala, was a beautiful, smart woman. She had long blonde hair and dazzling sea-green eyes. She was a model but also enjoyed fine art and literature. She particulary enjoyed ancient myths and legends. She was also working on a painting of her own.
"Toby! Come on!" She yelled once more, banging pots around. Malik, his father, was living in an apartment on the other end of the country. Tobias was grateful to be living with his mother who had helped him through the abuse.
"Five more...minutes..." he grumbled groggily, snuggling into his warm blankets. He shrieked as cold liquid poured over his head, causing him to leap out of bed. "Dammit, Mom!" He yelled as he towel-dried his dark-green locks. He stood in his black boxers, his two tattoos showing. He had a tiger eye surrounded by a ring of barbed wire and thorns, a sword going through it at an angle horizontally over his heart. he also had a tattoo around his right bicep. It was a red, spiked, dragon tail that encircled his arm with a fierce dragon floating above its tail, wings extended and jaws wide open in a threatening snarl. He heard laughter drift through his conscious.
"Oh, shut up!" He yelled at the laughing from his alter ego. His mother giggled knowing who he was yelling at.
Sorry, Bias. Couldn't help it. The voice teased gently.
"You piss me off sometimes.." Tobias snapped, crossing his arms over his lean yet muscular chest. "Thanks for waking me, Mom."
"Welcome, dear. Now get ready!" She left the room, closing the door behind her. He just rolled his eyes and got ready for school, throwing on a white wife-beater, a grey unbuttoned button-down shirt, his spiked bracelets and collar. He chose some loose black, faded-out jeans and put on a crooked belt to top it off. He lastly put on his black and red steel-toed boots. Standing before the mirror, he fixed his hair and ran downstairs to get breakfast, grabbing his keys and Avenged Sevenfold chain wallet (Incredible band!) from the hutch, searching for his green iPod.
His mother handed it to him and some toast as well. He kissed her cheek as she sipped her tea before heading out the door to his car. He munched on his toast hastily as he hopped into his ice-blue and black flamed Jeep Wrangler, Disturbed blasting through the speakers as he pulled out of the driveway towards his new school.
Don't cause trouble, Bias. That's my job. Now, I'm going to sleep. Don't wake me unless there is an absolute emergency...or you set the chem lab on fire in which case I want to watch.
"I know." He said with a light grin as he stepped into the huge building. His other school had been relatively the same size. This place was much cleaner though. He didn't see any students so he was obviously late. Cool.
"Troublesome already," he mused to himself as he located the office. The principal seemed bored and engaged in small talk, giving him his schedule before dismissing him. Tobias looked around before heading to his first class, history. It would be interesting. He opened the door without knocking and just looked around, many girls started oggling him and he just shrugged. The only women he needed in his life were his alter ego and his mother, but he was gay to be perfectly honest. But he wouldn't tell them that. The teacher caught his attention.
"And who might you be?" he asked, studying the young man who had entered his classroom. The new student of course.
"Tobias. Tobias Malikyte, the new student and bad boy extraordinaire at your service." The teen bowed a bit, causing laughter to ensue from the other students. As he straightened he noticed spiky, red hair. He saw the teen boy attached to the hait and smiled mentally. He was definitely a looker, though shy indeed.
He's got my attention, he thought.
Careful, Bias. The voice.
"Mhm.." He responded aloud, not paying any attention to the teacher.
"I'm Mr. Okari. Have a seat by Daisuke. Daisuke!" Said boy raised his hand nervously. The red haired kid.
Purrfect, Tobias mentally purred as he sat beside the nervous yet cheerful boy. His eyes wandered the length of Daisuke's form. Daisuke was doing the same but more discreetly, a light blush on his cheeks as he shook his head. He was trying to focus on the lesson.
Focus on the lesson, Daisuke! You can't let some...hot..guy distract you. Besides..he could be a real ass anyways, He thought, mentally berating himself. Still, something was odd about him, besides his eyes. He seemed like he knew who he was and didn't care what everyone else thought. That reminded him of Dark and he had to smile. It was kind of ironic.The bell rang so suddenly that he dropped his books on the floor, scattering papers. He frantically picked them up until he realized he was being helped by none other than Tobias, the new student.
"Here ya go. I drop shit all the time so don't worry about it." The dark-haired teen said cheerfully as he handed a book to the flustered red-haired boy.
"Th-thanks." He stuttered out, blushing slightly. Tobias smiled at him, his blush, as he stood to go get other papers further away. First period and he was already causing trouble. Lucky him.
He handed them to Daisuke as he spoke, "I have to go to english and be late so see ya." He turned to go but was stoppped by Daisuke's voice.
"I have english too, so... we should go together." His blush increased.
"Sure, why not?" The pair headed out, talking about music, books, and places to hang out. They entered english class late. The teacher was furious.
"Why are you late and who are you?" She said, staring at Tobias. He grinned.
"New student. Tobias Malikyte. Daisuke here was showing her around and we got side-tracked. It was my fault, really."
The teacher seemed baffled as to what to say. There were the sounds of sighs from the girls in the classroom.
"What's the matter, Teach? Are you givin' me detention or what? You're delaying class." Tobias spoke again. The teacher's face turned bright red.
"Get to your damn seat! And don't utter a word!" She snapped.
Tobias just shrugged and Daisuke looked like he had seen a ghost. The dark-haired teen nudged him and they went to they 'damn' seats. Class continued as normal and the day continued on slowly, for Tobias anyways. Tobias and Daisuke had four classes together, two before lunch and two after it. The red-haired teen seemed quite fond of the new kid and of course, Tobias had no complaints.
"Mom, I'm home," called Daisuke cheerfully. His mother and grandfather greeted him.
"So, Dai, what happened at school today?" His mother, Emiko, asked.
"We got a new student. His name's Tobias. Tobias Malikyte." He smiled at the way that name rolled off his tongue. A light pink blush found its way onto his cheeks.
"Oh, seems like Daisuke has a crush on the new student." His grandfather said, chuckling after.
"Gr-grandpa! I do not!" Daisuke said in his defense, but it was no use.
"Really, Dai? You like this boy?" Emiko asked, interested. They were both comfortable with his sexuality.
"Um...well..." He didn't know how to answer her. Grandpa provided a distraction.
"I found an interesting article today." Grandpa paused a moment, making sure he had their attention. "The Evil Eye medallion was stolen last night...by the Eclipse Shadow Thief."
His mother gasped. "In this city! Are you sure?"
"Positive." The old man replied.
Dark's voice chimed in loudly in Daisuke's mind, making him flinch.
That bastard!
You know him, Dark? The red-head asked his counterpart.
Know him? Heard of him, but no, I don't know him. That's because he is a she. But that's all I really know besides that she's my rival in thievery. He growled in anger.
Did you just growl?
Course not. Dark answered smartly. Send out the warning letter. What piece of fine art am I stealing tonight?
As if in answer to Dark, Grandpa spoke up. "The next piece of art is the Silver Tear in the museum. It arrived there yesterday. Dark's rival will certainly be there."
"R-really?" Daisuke asked. I'll get to meet Dark's rival?
"Yes." Grandpa nodded his head.
"We sent out the warning letter for midnight. Don't be late." Emiko said with a smile.
"Yes, Mom." As Daisuke headed to his room he heard Dark's voice.
Finally! I'm going to confront the infamous Shadow Thief...
What's her name? Daisuke asked.
Cloud.
End of chapter one! Wasn't that interesting? It was for me. Please review! It is welcomed and appreciated. Hope you liked it! Chapter two up in a jiffy!