Chapitre Un: All Hope is Lost
By: Black RoseL Me


"When all hope is lost,
And you find yourself ensnared in darkness
Look for the distant North Star
Even if it disappears behind clouds
If you've managed to make it,
Obscurity shall become a new light.
And your heart will guide the rest of the way."
Black Rose: Well, this is my first DN Angel ficcie, so please be kind. The characters may be slightly out of character, because I've only recently started reading DN Angel manga.

WARNING: This story contains shounen-ai, which means there's boy/boy love in here! If you don't like it, hit that "Back" button on your browser.

Disclaimer: Yukiru Sugisaki… Not my name.


It was a beautiful morning, with birds chirping, contently, and the sun shining in all its glory. A light breeze carried the fallen cherry blossom flowers. There were two young girls of approximately the same age, who looked identical, apart from the different hair duration, and sorts. One of the females still happened to be drowsy, not exactly used to waking up so early. She had a darker shade of hair, which was also greater in length. The other was wide awake, and running ahead, seemingly the type to be quite active.

"Hurry up, Risa! Do you want to be late?" Risa looked up at her sister, Riku Harada, and sighed. A pout formed on her face, despite the fact that she was sleepy.

"But, Rikuuu… I'm tired…" A yawn escaped from her mouth, proving her short statement. Riku placed her hands on her hips, with an angry expression on her face.

"This is Daisuke, we're talking about! Have you forgotten that he's stuck in the hospital?" Riku snapped, eyebrows furrowing together. Risa seemed mildly shocked. "I can't believe you overlooked Daisuke's current condition!"

"Gomen…" Risa bowed her head, slightly guilty. "I guess we'd better speed up the pace, ne?"

Riku gave her sister a quick roll of her eyes and continued to jog beside the younger twin.


In the hospital room of 208, which was a private room, was a white bed, with the white sheets crumpled up in a small section of it. However the occupant wasn't there. This was the sight that greeted Riku and Risa Harada.

"Kami-sama! Where are you Daisu--" Risa nearly shrieked, if not for the fact that her voice died out, as she saw a ruby-haired boy staring out the window. "--ke?"

The boy twitched, acknowledging the other presences behind him. His blank scarlet eyes observed everything outside, not missing a single detail.

"… Harada-san?" The soft voice emitted from no other than the 14-year-old male standing in front of the twins. Those vacant orbs soon came to meet with Riku and Risa's own pair. The younger of the three shivered vaguely.

"Should you be up, Daisuke?" Riku questioned, looking like an older sister caring for her sick brother. Daisuke didn't reply. Riku had enough, so she marched over to him, and carefully pushed him onto the bed. A small 'creaking' noise was heard. "You need your rest, Daisuke."

"I agree." Risa finally spoke up, after being quiet for so long. "Please."


It had been a while later that Daisuke's best friend, Satoshi Hiwatari had arrived at the tramatized teen's room, and the twins had left. Hearing the silent atmosphere, the blue haired boy frowned. Before the incident that had taken place 2 years ago, Daisuke was a fairly talkitave, and clumsy adolescence. Those scarlet eyes, that Satoshi loved, gazed upon him, as he entered the room.

"Satoshi-kun…"

"Will you ever let go, Daisuke?" Satoshi started. Daisuke's expression changed from emotionless to shock. "You know I hate it when you're sad."

"Satoshi-kun…"

The latter's best friend placed down the yellow roses on Daisuke's table which was empty of all the 'Get Well' cards from years before. And Satoshi left for the red head to ponder on what he had said.


"Daarrrkk! Get out of bed, this instant!" A woman flung off the blankets covering up a 17-year-old body.

"But—" The teen, also known as Dark Mousy, began, but was interrupted by his mother. A stern glare from her, and the words stopped flowing from his mouth.

"No 'but's! I won't accept that! This is an extremely important day! I haven't visited my friend's son in 2 years!" The dark haired female shouted. Dark sheltered his sensitive ears from his mother's loud yelling, while closing his wine coloured eyes.

"Which friend?" Dark inputed, after his mom had finally finished.

"Emiko, of course!"

"Where is she?" But his mother never answered the question, instead she commenced on a whole different topic about how cute Emiko Niwa's son was.

"Don't worry about anything, Dark! You'll absolutely love little Dai-chan!" Unfortunately for Dark, he was dragged into going to wherever his mother was headed.


Dark looked surprised as he saw that the car halted at the hospital's front door. There were many people heading in and out of the white building, with blank walls inside to match.

Confused, Dark questioned, "Hey, okaa-san, why are we at the hospital?"

"I am quite aware of the fact that we stopped at the hospital." His mother's tone of voice was serious, but considering the reality that Dark's mom was never severe, it was odd. "Com'on, Dark! Don't be shy! I told you before, Dai-chan is adorable!"

And Dark felt himself being crudely shoved inside the elevator.


'Bing!' The elevator chimed as soon as they reached the second floor. Both dark haired figures happened to walk pass a blue haired boy, who glared at Dark in specific.
"Heellooo, Dai-chan!" A female with purple, near to black, hair broke the silence, as Dark and Daisuke continued to drown in each other's eyes. "How are you?"

'He has such weird eyes… They're…' Dark trailed off, not really knowing what to think. The ruby haired boy was completely muted. He hadn't even reacted to his mother's disruptive entrance, just simply staring into those wine eyes.

"Fine." The reply was short and straightforward.

"Well, that's good! This is Dark, my son, and Dark, this is Daisuke! Oh, I have to go get something to eat, so you two can talk a bit!" With that said, she skipped out of the room.

Daisuke sighed. Dark wasn't used to being in a room that was so calm, since his mother was always jumping off the walls.

"As you probably know, I'm Dark Mousey." Dark gave a polite bow, strands of hair falling over his face. The response that he got from the hospitalized boy wasn't what he expected.

"Unlike you, I'm smart enough to know that much." Daisuke retorted. The purple haired male that stood in front of the white bed was startled.

"Unlike you, I know how to be polite!" Dark said, raising his voice a tone. Daisuke's gaze was downcast, and his eyes appeared to be forlorn.

"Gomen nasai, it's just that… I'm not used to having so many people visit me in one day…" A soft sob was heard from the boy, remembering what Satoshi had said to him earlier.

"So, why are you in the hospital, anyways?"

Daisuke's frame immediately froze, and tensed up. "I… I-I…" No one had ever asked that question. It was painful digging up old memories.

(Flashback)

"No! Stop it, Kosuke!"

"Heh, like I could care for a whore like you."

"'Kaa-san! P-please, 'kaa-san…"

(End of flashback)

All his past memories seemed to be jumbled up and not functioning in a correct order, but it was enough for Daisuke to start crying hysterically.

"Why did you make this little angel spill tears?" A voice came from behind Dark, coldly saying what was on mind. Dark spun around, coming face-to-face with the same sky blue haired boy that had glared at him after his elevator ride.

Even though Dark didn't mean it, he still felt guilty. His distressed eyes watched on as Satoshi gently soothed the crimson red head.

"I'm sorry." The violet-eyed male apologized. "But I still don't know why he's bawling."

Satoshi was quiet, inspecting Daisuke's sleeping form in his arms. Looking back at Daisuke, Satoshi stated, firmly, "It's not my right or place to talk to you about it. If you want to know, you'll have to ask Daisuke. I advise you to steer away from that question."

Dark knew that Satoshi hated him with every fibre in his body. The way he glared, and spoke said it all.


Satoshi had suddenly left, half-heartedly cursing. Dark was left alone with the slumbering angel, Daisuke.

"I'm sorry for whatever happened, Daisuke." And Dark hadn't even realized that he had used Daisuke's first name.


Black Rose: So, how was that? Good or bad? I'd like to know, and I'm sure you'd like to tell me. So please review! Reviews make me happy, so I'll get a new chapter posted!