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1. The Act of First Encounters

Disclaimer: If you read this then you know that I, Blueberry-of-fury do not own D.N.Angel, or maybe I do. Who knows I may even be Yukiru Sugisaki in disguise and you would never know about it hehehe...

Warning: Adult situations, extreme cases of OOCness (sorry couldn't be helped), Yaoi later maybe (yes this means BL to all you non-Japanese people),

Summary: It stared out innocent enough, just practicing a play for the cultural festival, just a friend helping another rehearse for their role. Who'd have thought that things would end up the way they had?

A Play on Reality

Chapter 1: The Act of First Encounters

"You're Beautiful..."

"D-don't say t-that..." Daisuke stuttered as Dark slowly embraced his form, letting his intense gaze cover Daisuke's own.

"I'm serious; you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Everything pales in comparison to your beauty," Dark continued as he dipped his head closer to Daisuke's ear to whisper seductively, "The moment I saw you I was caught hook, line and sinker. You plague my dreams, my thoughts, even my nightmares. I can't stop thinking about you. You're constantly on my mind,"

"Please... Y-you shouldn't t-talk like that, w-what is someone hears you?" Daisuke pleaded as he gazed away from Dark's intense eyes and pushed himself from Dark's embrace. He continued to walk away from Dark trying to get some distance between them but Dark made a grab for his hand and Daisuke knew he was caught.

"I don't care what other people think... I love you not them..." Dark whispered as he embraced Daisuke from behind, wrapping his arms securely around Daisuke's waist holding him close to his body.

Daisuke sank into the warmth of Dark's body as he leaned further into his chest. He closed his eyes willing himself not to be overcome with Dark's words. Dark on the other hand wiped a strand of hair that fell on Daisuke's face and tucked it behind his ears, bringing the red headed youth away from the his reverie as he gazed up into Dark's amethyst orbs. With only the slightest movements both faces gravitated closer together and when their lips were only a centimeter apart they were interrupted by an ear splitting scream.

"KYYYAAAAAAHHHHH!! Dark your acting is so good. I was totally mesmerized by the entire performance, no wonder everyone in the drama group wanted you to play the lead role," Emiko screamed clapping her hands at their performance. "And to think this is only a practice run with Daisuke. Oohhh I can't wait to see the real thing. Tell me, who's playing your opposite?"

"Ummm... I think it might be either Mio or one of the other girls, Keiji didn't really specify who it would be, he kept it all hush hush, although I know that Satoshi is playing the part of Kyle" Dark said as he self-consciously rubbed the back of his head embarrassed about getting praised by his best friend's mother.

Daisuke, who up till this point was quite, finally spoke up as he glared at his mother. "Yeah thanks mom, ignore the fact that I was here helping Dark rehearse and putting all my efforts into it too," He huffed as he pouted about not being praised like Dark.

"Oh get off your high horse Daisuke; you know very well that I thought your performance was beyond perfection and you don't need any of my coddling," Emiko beamed grabbing Daisuke and bringing him into a big bear hug.

Dark couldn't help but smile at the mother and child duo before glancing at the time on his watch. "Oh no! It's so late already I have to get to work..." he said as he dashed out of the Niwa residence and rode to his work place on his bike.

"There he goes again rushing, not managing his time properly... and forgetting his stuff" Daisuke sighed used to Dark's disorderly conduct as he went and grabbed his jacket and walked out the door. "Mom I need to go and give Dark the script and book bag he left okay so I'll be out for a while," He said as he kissed his mother on the cheek before running in the direction that Dark had left just a few minutes ago.

"Okay be safe Daisuke," clearly Emiko was used to Darks forgetfulness as well as she didn't seem bothered with Daisuke walking out alone so late in the afternoon.

"God, why does Dark have to be so forgetful?" Daisuke lamented to the sky as he made the long trek to the candy shop where Dark worked.

"Oy Daisuke! Where are you going?" called a voice from behind the red head taking said youth away from his reverie.

Daisuke looked back to find a teenage boy with blonde hair and two years older then him jog up to where he was, grabbing a hold of his shoulder and dragging him back.

"Dammit!!" Dark cursed as he entered his work place huffing and puffing with frustration.

"What Dark, sexually frustrated without your friend Daisuke with you?" Krad teased as he poked the sullen mess that was Dark in the gut.

"Lay off Krad, Dai and I are just friends," Dark countered as he mopped. "It's just that I think I lost my script and book bag,"

"The script...!? Oh Keiji isn't going to like that," Krad murmured shaking his head in disbelief at the purple youth's own folly.

"Keiji isn't going to like what hmmmm...?" said a sinister voice behind the two.

"Sucks to be you man," Krad said cheerily whilst patting Dark on the back before he hightailed it out of there not wanting to be anywhere near Keiji and his bad temper.

Dark slowly turned around to face the raging youth with the look of uncomfortable hesitation evident on his face. "Keiji my man, How ya been?"

"Can it Mousy! I already know you almost lost the script," Rage erupted like flowing lava from the teen's body as he grabbed Dark by the scruff of his collar, dragging the hapless youth an inch above the ground. "You're just lucky that Daisuke found me and told me to give you your book bag and script," he continued before dropping the teen onto the ground.

Dark laid there sprawled on the ground trying to process what exactly happened and why Keiji didn't rip into him like he usually would, but then he did a double take. "So that's where I left it, I was wondering where it went,"

"'So that's where I left it', that's all you've got to say for yourself?Dammit Dark! You should organize yourself more, I can't believe you almost lost the script," Keiji was clearly still well and truly vexed that Dark almost lost the valuable school play that he had painstakingly worked his butt off in making.

"Sorry?"

"Yes you should be sorry," Keiji rebuked as he paced in front of the hapless teen. He continued to pace until he grabbed a hold of a random chair and collapsed in an exhausted mess. "You know very well that this play is very important for our school, right Dark?

"Yes, you've told everyone that for months know," Dark commented exasperated about the long speech that was soon to follow.

"Then you know that this has to be delivered perfectly without any hiccups and that is why I chose you to be the lead actor in the play. So as the lead actor it is your responsibility to blah blah blah commitment… blah blah blah participate… blah… are you listening to a word I'm saying Dark?"

Dark, who up to this point had slowly been drowning out Keiji's sordid voice, was taken from his musings as he looked up at the raging youth's purple face.

"Hai," He murmured trying to look forlorn using all of his acting ability to cripple Keiji's raging fury.

"Good, make sure you come to school tomorrow so that we can perform the play at the cultural festival," Keiji stated as he abruptly stood up and left the shop his features softened somewhat from murderous rage to smoldering anger before turning around and giving Dark one last glare. "Remember Dark, we're all counting on you so don't be late,"

Dark sat confused on the ground as he watched Keiji's retreated from before something struck him.

"Crap, he didn't give my stuff back!"

Keiji was pissed, so pissed that the word pissed did not make up for the rage he was feeling towards Dark Mousy. That arrogant asshole had almost lost the script and he brushed it off like some minor insignificant detail.

"Damn you Mousy!" Keiji couldn't control his rage as he shouted to the sky thrusting his fist into the air. "Off all the stupid stunts you could have pulled on me..." his rage controlled him for the following few minutes that transpired before he sighed in deep and tried to release all the negativity he felt. The stress of directing the play was really getting to him. He wasn't usually like this; he was always so carefree and acted like nothing affected him. Really it was times like these that got him contemplating whether or not he should leave the whole directing scene and try a more relaxing profession, like a pet shop owner. He was rather partial to rabbits — not that he'd let anyone know anyway.

As he was silently stewing he hadn't noticed that his phone had been ringing for the past couple of minutes. Flipping his attention of murderous intent to the phone he scrolled through the messages until he read one text that made his blood turn cold...

Keiji,

Can't make it 2 performance 2morrow sick in bed sorry...

Mio

"Shit!!" he screamed (1) as he looked at the message again wishing it wasn't what it said 'Why couldn't she have said that she was going to be sick before we cast the roles two months ago" clearly Keiji had lost touch with reality and didn't understand that there was no way that Mio could have known that she would have fallen sick right before the play two months ago... or did she... hmmmm...

Irrational panic set in as Keiji fumbled through his mind at the list of potential stand ins to use for tomorrow's performance and that was when it hit him. Mio had been so assured that she wasn't going to get sick that she chased away any potential stand in to take over her role, now she was sick and Keiji was stuck with a lead role to fill in. Maybe in some way this was karma indirectly biting Mio in the butt, but Keiji had no time to ponder this thought as he quickly scanned the surrounding area looking for anyone, anything that could possibly fix the problem he was currently suffering from.

That was when he saw it. Over by the fountain in the park there stood a figure bathed in ethereal light. The clouds broke out behind them as the sun's holy light shone from heaven. Clearly this was a sign telling Keiji something but he was currently dumbstruck by the figure's beauty to figure out what heavenly sign the lord above had just given him.

Slowly walking up to the figure, who was currently facing the fountain looking intently at the water's reflection; Keiji cleared his throat and tried to grab the figure's attention.

The figure turned and looked at Keiji with a puzzled expression before smiling and saying "Hey Keiji how was your talk with Dark and why do you still have Dark's stuff?"

And that was when Keiji knew he had just found the perfect stand in for the play.

(1) Keiji sure does scream a lot in this chapter doesn't he... Hope he was in character anyway.

A/N: Oh on who in the world could that figure have been I wonder... well anyway there you have it folks the first chapter of my brand spanking new story and it's a measly 1,849 words but hey who's counting, certainly not me. There will be more but first you guys will need to Review so I will now whether to continue with it or not hehehehehehe...

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