Caught
Disclaimer: I do not own these huggable, lovable characters from DN Angel, the series itself, or pretty much anything in this fanfic. The truth hurts…
Warning: PG-13 for kissing (yaoi), random spoken perversion, and cursing. Also for OOC, which probably deserves more of a warning then the other stuff does.
KEY:
Regular font-Point of View Character (Daisuke or Satoshi)
'-'-Thoughts
Bold italics-Dark or Krad
Chapter 1: Daisuke
I opened my eyes, and abruptly put the covers over my face again. Was it already morning? I felt like I hadn't slept at all, but there was no excuse for it. I hadn't stolen anything in the past two days. My head was killing me. And it was too bright outside; the sunlight hurt my eyes even through my sheets.
I heard a buzzing noise near my ear. I vaguely thought about it, trying to remember what it was. I looked over, and I could see the outline of my alarm clock ringing irritably. I sighed, and turned it off.
The rest of the sounds of the morning could be heard now, with that annoying clock off. But I tuned them out, not really wanting to discern them. It was too early for that kind of intelligent thinking.
Bracing myself, I pulled the covers off and sat up. I put my feet over the side of the bed. My feet touched the floor, but my vision was blurry. Damn, I couldn't tell where my feet were on the floor.
What's wrong? Your bad mood makes your thoughts loud enough to wake the dead.
'It can't be as bad as your snoring,' I replied mentally, knowing Dark could hear. 'Between you and Wiz, it's a wonder I can sleep at all.'
I think I saw an image of Dark cover his ears with his hands, but I couldn't tell. My thinking was kind of foggy too.
Whoa, you're pissed. Did something happen last night?
'No, I'm just tired. I'm having some trouble seeing, and my thinking skills are shot, but I'll feel better once I eat some breakfast.'
I felt Dark see things through my eyes. I don't think this is just from being tired, Daisuke. Vision like that isn't normal. Perhaps you should call Emiko?
'No, I'll just go down and get some breakfast. If I still feel bad, I'll talk to Mom.' I stood up, but my knees wouldn't support my weight. I collapsed clumsily back on the bed.
'Shit, I can't get up!' I thought.
Hmm. Short temper, colorful language, and inability to do the simplest things. Sounds like you've caught the Stupidity Virus; probably caught it from Takeshi. I hope it's curable, because I sure don't want it.
'Dark!'
As I said, your thoughts' volume could wake the dead. Oh well, Krad would probably use the zombies as his personal army.
'…'
What? It seems like something he'd do.
"Daisuke? Shouldn't you be getting up now?" asked Kosuke, my dad, knocking gently on the door.
"I tried, but I can't." I said.
"That's a pretty weak excuse. Come on, get ready for school."
"I'm being serious!"
"Now," he said, walking in, "I can't let you just skip school whenever-" He stopped, looking taken aback. At least, I guessed that's how he looked. I still had blurry vision. "You don't look so good."
I snorted, feeling irritated that he had thought me a liar. "I wasn't lying."
Dad left the room. "Emiko! Daisuke's sick."
I groaned. I heard her coming up the steps, making as much noise and fuss as if an elephant were walking up the stairs instead. (Quite frankly, I would've felt better if an elephant had come up to take care of me. Mom isn't exactly…soothing? She's kind of loud and demanding, two things I really didn't want to deal with then.)
"What's wrong with him?" I heard her ask.
"I'm not really sure, but he said he can't stand up."
"Is he moody?"
I could hear the surprise in his voice as he answered. I couldn't blame him. That was a strange question. But so sums life with Emiko Niwa.
"Uh, yeah. He was kind of snippy. Why?"
"Oh, " she said, opening the door. "He gets like that when he's sick. Something to do with Dark. I think it was that the Tamer's mental boundaries between the two halves fade when they get weak or passionate. See?" she said, coming up next to me. "His hair is a shade darker, and his eyes are becoming a violet color. He's not totally Dark, though."
We have equal share of this body right now, I think. But you knew that already, right? Your grandpa wouldn't leave out the fact of how this is how I leave. You either become weak enough to die, or someone accepts both you and me, and you two become passionate enough for the boundaries to totally break.
'Which also means that I'm acting like you if you could get sick?'
Probably, but I don't know.
'…Whatever. All I know is that this makes my brain hurt.'
A mental picture of Dark grinning came up. You'd better remember it, though.
'Why?'
Because it also means you can do a lot of things, like making out tohaving sex, without transforming.
"Ack!" I said involuntarily, from embarrassment or shock.
Mom was coming in with a glass of water and a bottle of pills. She misunderstood my exclamation.
"Sweetie, it's just me." She handed me two pills and the water. "Take these, and then straight back to sleep! You have a bad fever, so I'm keeping you from school."
"Thanks," I said weakly, taking the medicine.
"And you better get lots of sleep, because you have to do a lot tonight."
"What! I have to go to steal tonight?"
She just smiled. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I already left it early this morning. Night." She closed my blinds, dimming the room significantly.
I laid back down, the cool sheets a nice comfort. Staring up at the ceiling, I remembered something from this morning. I dream I had been having, a nice dream from what I remembered. But I only had a glimpse of it.
'Dark, did you happen to see the dream I was having before I woke up?'
No, I was asleep. Why? Anything…interesting happen in them? I sighed, ignoring his smirk. Was that all he ever thought about?
'Good night, Dark.' I said, ignoring that last comment.
There had been something golden, shining like a gold necklace (bad analogy; being a thief seeps into all parts of a person's life). Whatever it was had been shrouded in a white light. And I had felt…happy. Happier then I had in a long time. I fell asleep, a smile playing on my face.
Yes, my first chapter fic! There's going to be about three to four chapters, which I will post up ASAP. And Daisuke won't be so OOC next time.