Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel, welcome to the wonderful world of Fan Fiction!
Author's Note: This is another one of my fics where I got the idea after finishing the series, and had to write it down. I will leave this at a single chapter for a while till I finish up a few of my other fics. So please be patient, I have my whole summer off to write more and I plan to.
Please note that I do not dislike the Harada's simply that I believe they make better friends than girlfriends. I do so hope you enjoy this story.
This story will be a range of anywhere between two affectionate male friends to yaoi (Explicit sex between two males). So if you don't like male that cry and hug and enjoy cuddle than I suggest you do not read this fic. In this story the fate of Hikari and Niwa is a grand secret of mine. Although I believe if you are one to enjoy affectionate male friends or full blown out yaoi regardless I believe you will enjoy this story.
Happy Reading!
-Na
The Art of Our Blood
Chaputa-ichi
I remember when I asked my Ojii-san if Obaa-san was his Sacred Maiden. He had told me that the heart changes often. I understood it that I no longer loved Harada-san but Riku-san. Ara… Riku-san you know I never called her without the formality and to her I was always Niwa-kun I still am. She was my sacred maiden, but we are no longer together.
In the coming of high school we were all separated even the Harada twins. Hikari-kun followed me to my kôtôgakkô; he said that he didn't feel normal unless there was someone who knew he wasn't normal, and someone whom he could relate to. Besides that Saehara-kun is also in kôtôgakkô with Harada-san although they are in different classes. We all still keep in touch and spend weekends together. But it is becoming increasingly difficult for this is our third year and soon we will be farther apart.
Which returns me to my own Sacred Maiden Riku-san being separated in high school was a huge change and our interest separated. And so it was decided we would be friends, and than after college than perhaps we would see where we stood to ourselves first and each other second.
Ojii-san refuses to give me any straight answers. All he says is like every Niwa before me I must record my time with Dark. Not too long after the final battle I had told Ojii-san I had finished writing, and that I would like to have the other diaries of our family. He turned to me and asked, "Does Hikari have his Sacred Maiden?"
I was so confused, so he explained that our families are intertwined, and for this reason I cannot move on without him. Like Dark could not be reborn unless Krad was as well, although they will never be reborn into our DNA again. Our, Hikari-kun and my, fate are still bound. Bound by blood, magic, and our own respective arts: 'The art of Artistic Creation' and 'The art of Thievery'. And together we will create one last great artwork; a book: 'The Art of Our Blood, the Tale of the Tenshi Krad and Fantomu Kaitô Dark Mousy: A Guide to the Wonders of Art and Thievery'.
The bright late winter sun shown like summer days; and blessed a pair of friends sitting at a sidewalk café with a wonderful afternoon to enjoy. Sipping their own respective cups of tea, fell a short and comfortable silence. Red eyes lifted from the swirling brown liquid in the cup to meet the soft and friendly eyes of Harada, Risa. She smiled at her friend across the table and took another sip, enjoying the warm liquid.
"So Harada-san, why could Riku-san and Saehara-kun not join us?" asked the quiet voice of Niwa Daisuke.
Risa smiled, "I received a message on my phone from Riku saying she was sorry but she would need to be studying all weekend, since you know she plans on going to Tôkyô Daigaku. And Saehara-kun I do not know where he went off to, although I suspect the local newspaper for his apprenticeship."
Daisuke nodded picking up one of the cakes that sat at the center of the little round table, "Ara… I should have known."
"Yes you should have," Risa giggled, "you really do love onee-chan ne? I mean still?"
Niwa took a deep breath trying to find the right words to say. In his musings he noticed that the sun was low in the sky and that their Friday afternoon to catch up on things would soon come to an easy end. Like his romantic relationship with one Harada, Riku, "I do love Riku-san and I always will, but not romantically. She is going to study education and I want to go to Nichigei, you know Nihon Daigaku College of Art. Our interest lie elsewhere and I believe so do our futures."
"Well at least you will be in Tôkyô together, I am accepted in Kôbe Shôin Joshi Gakuin Daigaku for Domestic Science and that is in Hyogo," replied Harada-san.
Daisuke paled, "You mean home economics? Are you sure that you will finish in the two years allotted for that major?"
"You are so mean Niwa-kun! I am determined to learn to cook properly and I will!" Risa yelled passionately. Niwa chuckled softly he supposed that he did make a rather mean comment. But it is a true comment; to this day anything of Risa's he ate could make Dark sick.
There was a quiet moment between the friends now; each took one of the remaining cakes and ate it slowly, finishing the cake off with a large drink of tea. Having both of their cups empty, Risa picked up the tea pot and poured them another cup. Daisuke noted that while Harada could not cook to save her life, she had mastered some of the finer arts of traditional tea pouring.
"Saehara-kun is going to Hokkaido correct? He took the entrance exams with you correct?" asked Daisuke, bowing his head in thanks for the tea and than taking a sip.
Risa nodded taking a sip before answering, "Hai, he is going to Sapporo International Junior College for communications. And how about Hiwatari-kun? Oh wait he already finished-"
"I am going to Nichidai actually; supposedly you cannot go to graduate school at the age of thirteen, even if you completed all your prerequisites," came the tired voice of Hiwatari, Satoshi from behind Daisuke. He took a seat between his friends, glasses-less-eyes drooped a bit as his shoulders sagged.
Niwa had been steadily watching his friend grow weaker over the years. And as the years went on he was taking more and more sick days from school. Although missing school really didn't matter for Hiwatari-kun since he was there by choice to begin with. He was really beginning to worry his friends with his failing health though if not the school.
Daisuke worried his lip before passing his cup and the plate with the last cake to his tired friend, "Hikari-kun daijôbu ka? Where are your glasses?"
After taking a few mouse sized nibbles of the cake and a few slow sips of the tea Satoshi answered, "I never needed glasses I just wore them since I thought it would make me seem less perfect, less like a wonder kid. They broke again and I just haven't gotten around to replacing them yet. Ano… Niwa could you spend the weekend at my apartment with me onegai?"
"Ano… sure Hikari-kun is there anything you need?" replied the red head, refusing to take his half full tea cup back from the blunette and taking out his cell phone to tell his family.
"I'll tell you when we get there," came the whispered reply.
The red head had a quick conversation with his father to say he would not be in all weekend. He than hung up his phone, stuffing it in his pocket. Daisuke stood up picking up his school bag soon followed by his two friends. Red eyes counted out the money for his portion of tea and cakes and handed it to his pink clad friend.
"We'll see you later Harada-san konbanha," said Daisuke as he took a step away from the table.
Taking a smaller step away Satoshi said, "Konbanha."
"Have fun you two, it was nice talking to you Niwa-kun," answered the chocolate eyed girl as she waved a waiter for the check, "ja ne."
The last rays of the sun had just left the sky leaving a hazy blue and cooling air. Blue eyes were concentrating hard on the ground trying to keep himself standing and moving in a straight line the short distance to his downtown apartment. He lived in the apartment; since the Hikari mansion he was residing in was condemned a few years back. Even with all his precautions Satoshi stumbled over his own feet. Shortly after he felt a strong supporting arm wrap around his back holding Satoshi steady. Blue eyes turned to look into worried red eyes; a small smile graced the pale boy's lips as he let out a sigh.
When the boys reached the apartment building, they cursed the fact that the pale blunette lived on the second floor. The white washed walls of the stairwell went by slowly as the two made their way up to the second floor, apartment 23.
After what seemed like hours the boys entered the modest apartment; cream color walls and grey carpet. The apartment opened into a small sitting room with a blue armchair, and a red loveseat. That is where Daisuke helped Satoshi to sit once they dropped their bags and shoes.
"There is Ramen on the counter from the Ramen shop. I hope you don't mind, I just have no energy to cook this evening," said the weary genius.
Without answering, the red head stood from the sofa and moved into the kitchen, it was a modern white washed room with tan countertops. Near the refrigerator sat two microwave bowls of Ramen, from the best Ramen stand in downtown. Removing the lids from the bowls of what looked like Miso Ramen; Daisuke placed one in the microwave over the stove and set the timer. He than went to the automatic tea kettle and filled it with water and than turned it on. Moving around the kitchen red eyes found a serving tray, hachi, a small tea pot and a couple cups. Filling the tea strainer with a couple spoonfuls of leaves, he poured the boiling water in the strainer and pot. Letting the tea stew, he switched the bowls in the microwave, placing the now steaming bowl on the tray. When the second bowl was heated he loaded the tray and brought it into the living room and to Hikari-kun.
Settling down on the red sofa for the meal, the two boys said, "Itadakimasu." Before picking up their respected bowls and eating the meal in silence.
When they were finished with the meal and Daisuke had done the few dishes, they resettled on the love seat, before Niwa spoke, "So what is this important thing you needed to discuss with me?"
Taking a deep calming breath Hiwatari began, "I have run out of options and the only thing that I have not tried to make me feel better, I need your help for," blue eyes carefully gauged Niwa's reaction before thy continued, "firstly I am gay," again a gauging look, "and please know that in no way am I trying to force myself upon you sexually."
"What did you think I would do? Run away scared you are my best friend and I am worried about your health, so continue onegai," chuckled the red head, placing a comforting hand on his friends shoulder.
"You may yet," replied the blunette before sighing and continuing, "Do you know what happens when the Black Wings get sealed but the Hikari or Niwa in question do not have the love of their Sacred Maiden? When Dark and Krad got sealed away as one it created a void in our hearts and souls. It is symbolized by a feather, the angels' last feathers. A Sacred Maiden that returns your love fills this void and the feather disappears in blessing. It is the same when one's Sacred Maiden loves them in return before Krad or Dark get sealed they replace each other in heart and soul.
"For you when Dark went away you had your Sacred Maiden: Harada, Riku-san, and your heart and soul remained whole, the way it should be. But me on the other hand; my Sacred Maiden or in should I say my Sacred Knave did not return my feelings upon Krad's departure. Actually they still don't return my feelings.
"This causes some problems. My incomplete heart and soul (in a metaphorical heart and soul sense, of course), is slowly killing me. The cause for my failing health, that I know you, most of all, have seen. So I thought that since I cannot force someone to love me that if I am near them, more than usual than perhaps it would suffice."
There was a short moment of silence, where Daisuke went over all the things that were said making sure he understood it all before asking his question, "How can I help?"
"Daisuke-kun," the change of name caught the red head's attention, "you are my Sacred Knave, Ai'shitero yo."
A pregnant silence filled the room, it was not that this disturbed Daisuke so much as it is not everyday your best friend male or female of four years confess their love for you. And not to mention that they are dying without your love, quite literally. Even though this explained a lot, it still left one thing unanswered, "Satoshi-kun what can I do?"
The change of name made Satoshi smile a bit of color returning to his cheeks, "I'm not asking for you to have sex with me or even for you to kiss me. Simply more physical contact: holding hands, cuddling, sharing a bed to sleep in, nothing more. I think that close contact could help my situation."
Red eyes scanned the other boy in thought, before he brought his arm behind the blunette and lead his head to rest upon his shoulder, "I have no problem with seeing if this plan of yours works."
They sat there in a comfortable silence for a long time before they began to discuss normal things for soon to be kôtôgakkô graduates, (and for our pale friend who is just looking forward to graduate school of law). Daisuke relayed all their friends plans for the future, they both laughed and than wished Risa luck with her culinary arts for the rest of Domestic Science she would do wonderful in. The conversation than changed to the possibility of sharing an apartment near campus (provided they both go to Nihon Daigaku), since their classes were on the same campus.
Looking at the clock on the DVD player read 02:00 and they did have school in a few hours, Daisuke decided they should get to sleep. But before the boys got far into the bedroom; Hiwatari franticly pleaded, "Skip school tomorrow please. It is Doyoobi, it is only a half a day. I'll help you study for exams next weekend. Your haha-ue won't mind if you are taking care of me since I am sick. Ano-"
Daisuke's laugh cut him off, "Calm down, we'll sleep in late tomorrow, I'll leave a text message on my father's cell phone telling him so." And with that he pulled out his phone and wrote said message, as they continued on their way.
"Arigatô Niwa, do you mind if I not wear a shirt to bed or would you be more comfortable if I wore a shirt," replied Satoshi as he searched through his dresser drawers. After receiving a "Whatever" he threw the red head a t-shirt and pajama pants. Niwa in turn went in to the bathroom to prepare for bed.
Crawling into the large white sheet bed, red eyes scanned the room awaiting his friend to return from the bathroom. It wasn't too long before a topless Satoshi entered, turning off the light and climbing into bed.
The blunette cuddled up to the red head, his head resting on Niwa's shoulder. Diasuke in turn wrapped his arms around his pale friend and in the still of the night there whispered, "Oyasumi."
Author's Note: So there is chapter one if you could not tell I stuck to a typical Japanese school. When everyone gets to College that is where I will most likely mess up culturally. I apologize I am a Forensic Archaeology major not Anthropology although I take many Anth courses. I am also including Japanese translations since I figured the College names might have screwed people up, and I have seen the misuse of '-chan' and '-kun' a bit too much.
-chan – little girl, denotes a female friend your age or a younger girl. When used with a male it is
either from their mother, boyfriend, or reads like "you throw like a girl"
-kun - little boy, denotes a male friend your age or a younger boy. When used with a female
which is rarely done, they are a tomboy
-san – Mr., Ms., Miss., Mrs. (depending on the circumstance) (formal)
(lack of –san, etc.) – denotes familiarity, first names is usually for family, and boy/girlfriend
Ai'shitero yo – I love you
Ano - Um
Ara – oh, ah
Chaputa- - Chapter
Daijôbu ka – How are you, Are you ok?
Doyoobi – Saturday
Fantomu Kaitô – Phantom Thief
Hachi – eight, or chopsticks (in this case chopsticks)
Haha-ue – honorable mother
Ichi – one
Itadakimasu – said before a meal
Ja ne – See you
Konbanha – Good Evening
Kôbe Shôin Joshi Gakuin Daigaku - Kobe Shoin Women's University
Kôtôgakkô – Equivalent of High School (3 years)
Nichidai – nickname of Nihon Daigaku
Nichigei – nickname of Nihon Daigaku College of Art
Nihon Daigaku – Nihon University
Obaa-san - Grandmother
Ojii-san - Grandfather
Onee-chan – older sister
Onegai - please
Ô – Ou, (long o sound)
Oyasumi – Good Night
Tenshi - Angel
Tôkyô - Tokyo
Tôkyô Daigaku – University of Tokyo
If you don't like the use of the dictionary than perhaps it will not be added next chapter. Regardless of your opinion please review. Thank You.
- Na
