Guess what pplz? I'm back! And with tons of ideas! 1st off, u hav gotta thank Meg Cabot 4 me coming bak 2 D.N.Angel. She wrote the Mediator series and I was on book 3 Reunion and reading about Michael Meducci. Okay…I know Michael is a geek and geek-looking but I can't stop think about Satoshi whenever Michael comes on. And plus…Michael's buff and I'm purdy sure Satoshi is 2 after all those time working for the police. And Michael is super genius and so is Satoshi. And Michael carries a Palm Pilot and Satoshi carries his…whatever the little electronic thing is. So yeah! I 3 Satoshi! Oh and there is gonna be little of Dark in here until the end. So so so so so very sorry. I'll squeeze him in whenever I can! NO WAIT!!! Change of plans. I 3 Dark 2 so I'm gonna put him in. But it's gonna be cliché…and Satoshi's suppose to be the main guy character so yeah…
Enjoy! "Part Two: Equally challenged" (I hope I can keep that title…)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN D.N.ANGEL!!!!
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Chapter 1: Found
I have no clue why in the world I would be doing something as stupid as this. I mean come on, it's me. Do you honestly expect me to lie to my parents, leave the house, and get on an airplane to America just because of some stupid boy crush?
Well…
I switched to a different channel on the TV screen and adjusted my earphones. A flight attendant came by and gave me the can of soda I asked for two hours ago. Lousy services and this is supposed to be business class.
Probably what made me came here is what Daisuke had told me after "the incident."
I walked around town looking for something to do over my summer break. All of my summer homework done two days ago, a week after he left. (A/N: "He" is Satoshi not Dark.) Daisuke just happened to be in the same bookstore I went into.
"Hey," I said. He looked up, surprised to see me. Books cluttered around him. I noticed they were mostly on depression and loneliness.
"Hello," Daisuke replied.
"You all right?" I asked gesturing towards the book. Seriously, how many times can you find a guy in a bookstore looking up depression?
Daisuke nodded. "I'm fine. These books are for Harada-san. She won't come out of her bedroom. Riku-chan has been trying very hard to get her out but all Harada-san will do is sit in her room. I think she is upset because of…well…Dark."
I looked at the poor guy. He's helping his girlfriend. Aw…give him some credit.
"How are you doing Nataka-san?" Daisuke suddenly said.
I shrugged. "I'll be fine."
I guess I wasn't convincing enough since Daisuke went "Hiwatari-kun told me you didn't look too well the last time he saw you. And…um…" he blushed. "I know it's not in my place to intrude but did something happen between you two?"
I knew it. Daisuke may seem like the kind of person who's clumsy and airheaded but he's not. Which is why I told him everything about what happened after Dark and Krad disappeared.. (A/N: I'm writing this for the people who didn't read part one.)
Two weeks after the incident.
I'm walking to the beach. A quick swim can relieve my mind a little. Imagine my shock when I saw Satoshi standing on the beach just gazing out to the ocean. My heart sped up to infinite as I walked over to him.
"Hey," I greeted.
He turned to look at me. I feel as if I'm drowning in his eyes. There as blue as the sea. Satoshi nodded in reply.
This is awkward. For me, maybe not him though. Ack, forget it. My lips long to kiss him. I want to feel his lips along mine. Why couldn't he say something? Doesn't he know how uncomfortable I'm feeling?
Before I could do anything else, his hands went to my chin and tilt it to face him. "Looks like he got that part" was what I thought when he kissed me. My arms went around his neck and deepened the kiss. I felt better when his right hand went around my waist to support me considering how my knees weakened. No one was on the beach. This is one of those beaches that no one knows about.
He got on top of me as the kiss became even more passionate. I broke apart for air then immediately went back to lock lips with him. My towel slipped off revealing my bikini. My arms were around him and his arms supported him. I didn't want to do anything more than kiss and I'm guessing Satoshi realized that when he suddenly separated. Oh how was I wrong.
"I'm sorry," he said standing up. I looked up at him confused. What is he talking about? Am I a horrible kisser? Did I make a mistake? What did I do? "I…can't be your second choice."
Is this what it's all about? My fling with Dark?
"But you're the one who kissed me," I pointed out.
Satoshi shook his head. "It's my fault. I was just…" He sighed. I have never seen Satoshi stuck on a word.
"Just what?"
He looked at me. His eyes as emotionless as ever. "I was falling in love with you all over again. When I saw you here, I couldn't control my emotions. That's how much I love you."
Why couldn't I have realized it earlier? Satoshi was just…always there. Watching me as I fell in love with Dark. Waiting for his moment. The two times I kissed him…as I think back…there was a tiny spark emitting from it. Just a little lightning. And now…
When he came to tell me Dark's a jerk, he was trying to protect me. To stop me from getting hurt.
"I think I love you too," I said.
Satoshi shook his head. "I can't be with you. I'm your second choice. You loved Dark and you will continue loving him."
"But-"
He bent down and brushed my hair away. He whispered into my ear. "Dark will be eternally yours and so will I."
And with that, Satoshi was gone from my life.
Daisuke stared at me as I finished my story. Then he said, "I sort of agree with Hiwatari kun. He is kind of your second choice."
I looked at him pleadingly. "But now I know. I'm too in love with Satoshi to let him slip by my fingers like this." I rested my elbows on my knees and put my head in my hands. "I don't know what to do."
"I know. He's in America. Go find him."
And so brings me to the plane.
I fell asleep watching some kind of Korean soap opera with some really hot guy. By the time I woke up, I was in America.
All the words look semi foreign to me. We were forced to learn English in school. I went through immigration, got my baggage, and walked into the California sun. I didn't have a clue of where to go. Maybe being spontaneous wasn't a good idea. Ugh…usually when I go on vacations, my parents are with me. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I looked around at a Visitor Center. Might as well start somewhere.
My dad gave me a debit card to personal uses. Sometimes I hate being rich. It makes me feel all guilty for the people with no food or shelter. I sighed as I reached for a hotel brochure in Japanese.
"Excuse me," I said to the concierge. He looked up. The man looked around his 40s and had a strange black beard that was lighter than his dark brown hair.
"How may I help you miss?" he asked.
I pointed to a hotel. "How can I get here?"
The man nodded. "I'll arrange a taxi for you. Is there a parent or guardian with you?" I shook my head. The man frowned. "Are you sure you can afford this hotel?"
"Yup," I answered.
"Very well. Just have a seat until I call you name Miss…"
"Nataka. Miro Nataka." He wrote it down-in the English way-and the hotel I pointed to.
I sat down and started reading a book I just began on the plane. In 30 minutes, the taxi came. The taxi driver loaded my stuff into the trunk. He looked like a nice man with a jolly laugh and a good sense of humor. I actually understood most of his American jokes. I gave him a good tip along with the actual bill.
"Have a nice day," I nodded, smiling.
He laughed, "you too. Hope to see you soon miss!"
I rolled my backpack into the hotel. The beautifulness of it. Chandeliers hung from everywhere of the 5 story tall ceiling. White couches with chestnut end tables were found in the center. Two spiraling staircases led up to the second floor. A tourist shop lay nearby and a sign that said POOL right next to it.
I checked in at the front desk and went up to my room. The bed was lavish and felt the same. A desk with a chair lay to the left of it. A laptop stood on it. The TV stood in front of the couch and the coffee table. A door opened up to the ensuite bathroom. There is also a walk in closet next to it. Two doors led to the balcony which towered over the pool
Maybe I could also really have a vacation here. I called Saki and assured her I was fine before hanging up. I didn't want to spend lots of money on just the hotel. My parents are totally going to freak when they see the bill up to a million dollars. I decided I'm going to find Satoshi, tell him what I felt was real, and leave. Aw…I was just beginning to love America.
Jet lag came over me and I soon fell asleep. I didn't wake up until it was around 9 o'clock in the night. I took a granola bar from the mini fridge and ate it as my dinner. Then it was all work.
The internet had lots of search engines. Nothing helped with what I was looking for. The other reason why I chose to stay in Los Angeles is because I remember Daisuke telling me that Satoshi came here. What he didn't tell me was WHICH PART OF LOS ANGELES!!!!!
This is going to be way harder than I thought.
I turned on the TV and switched to the news channel, the only channel available since I didn't purchase the TV stuff. No point in watching something I can't understand.
A blond hair reporter came up. She dressed in a business suit that went 3 inches up her knees. She must have been new since she looked as if she hasn't graduated college. "In news today," the reporter said. "Child prodigy, Satoshi Hiwatari, just solved yet another case."
I gasped at my luck.
"He has tracked down a serial killed in the depths of Los Angeles. Mr. Hiwatari has traveled half way across the world to our beloved America. We are very fortunate to have such an intelligent boy in our midst. He is currently in a meeting with other police officers. Mr. Hiwatari has also just turned down an offer to be one of the Special Forces. He claims that he has no intention whatsoever of staying forever in America. We are still thankful for his help."
A picture of Satoshi and some weird dude with a Mohawk came up. Satoshi as usual wasn't smiling but act as if he had nothing else better to do.
Ohmigod.
Ohmigod.
I couldn't believe it was real.
I couldn't believe my luck.
Someone pinch me.
I have found Satoshi.
And on my first day too. Not bad huh?
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