Eternity is Forever and a Day.

There's an angel in my mirror.

Hey everyone! I just want you all to know this is my first fan fiction that I've posted, and I hope you all enjoy. I welcome constructive criticism with open arms as long as it isn't a flame. There is a big difference between a flame and helpful advice.

So on to the story! Please read and review.

Warning: shenonai themes and might cross into yaoi in later chapters. You have been warned so don't complain.

Thought/dreaming: italics

Chapter 1: Holy. Shit.

……………………………………Satoshi………….……………………………..

Green and yellow leaves falling dejectedly to the earths embrace, blue skies tinged crimson making ready for twilights patrol, the pastel purples and vivid greens of the early spring flowers, the yellowy gold fingers of the sun as it clawed at the land in a desperate bid to stay ahead of the darkness before finally retreating to give way to Lady Night. All these were impressions received by the 11 yr old blue-haired boy staring out the window of a speeding train, the world flashing by... without him. As the boy sat there he thought 'I should be used to it by now… I guess the truth is it'll always hurt… to be abandoned.' Even as he was thinking this the train driver announced "Next stop Wallami platform" 'Great' he thought sarcastically 'just a taxi ride away and I'll be at Wallami Boarding School, I hope it's not as bad as I imagine…'

………………………………..Krads P.O.V…………………………………………..

A shock of red floated by. I reached out my hand to touch it, trying desperately to grasp it. I didn't even know what I was reaching for; I just knew I had to reach it. I failed to grab hold of the red… thing? I didn't even know if it was alive or not.

I only notice know that I am actually careening down a great river. When I finally come to a stop I am lying on a sandy bank near a small forest.

I lie there, spluttering, for a while; time has no meaning now. And then I notice it. The red thing, for which I had so foolishly risked my life for, by plunging into the violent rampaging torrents of the river to save, is on the edge of the bank bobbing in and out of the water. I scramble to it; not wanting to lose it again.

I pull it completely on to the bank, before I get a good look at it. I look up and gasp. There lying next to me was a body. A human body. I turn it over so can get a look, as I gaze at the boy in my arms I take in the perfection of the boy. He is slim and beautiful in every way. I now notice that it was his hair that I had seen drifting down the river. I rush to take in as much details of the boy as possible. His hands are scarred and burnt, his arms and leg are covered in deep gouges and bruises, his eyes are familiar…

………………………………Normal P.O.V………………………………………….

"… ime?" he was awoken from his dream by a very concerned looking, violet eyed beauty; He is slim yet at the same time masculine and seems to radiate energy and mischief and his healthy lilac-coloured hair (that is natural) falls just past his shoulders while spiking out at the front. All in all it completed the overly clichéd 'bad boy' look. While still effectively showing off Darks 'feminine' side, with a black vest with white trimmings and a purple and blue pendant on a metal chain that rather resembled a pair of outstretched wings; one wing being amethyst the other sapphire, there was a pattern encrypted into the jewelled wings that seemed to almost resemble letters of an forgotten ancient language. Krad had a similar pendant but with slight differences; his wings were incrusted with the jewels topaz and ruby and had different styled encryptions scratched into the smooth surfaces; his being more twisted and swirly while Darks was more straight and orderly. The boys had no idea where or who they had gotten them from. Their mother when questioned either gave very vague non-committing answers or changed the topic entirely.

"Wad...dye…wend? Gah… too…early…" Damn you Dark it's way to early…

When Krad finally woke-up enough to form a recognisable sentence he scowled at his younger brother.

"What do you want?" he growled (A/N. hehehe… he growled, sorry I really wanted to write growled for some reason…o.0 god only knows why…)

"You should really wake-up before you start talking you dumbass. Anyway, I said do you know what their planning to punish us with this time? I think we finally went over board doing…that…" Dark started musing and mumbling to himself about finding potatoes in a cabbage patch and for some reason a cabbage in a… cabbage patch? Dark you moron…

"Who? Doing what? When? Punish?!" Despite Darks extreme irritation at the obvious questions, he let it slide and answered anyway.

"Mum and Robert. Us being caught in… compromising positions… with men. Yesterday- you weren't that drunk you can't remember, were you? Mum and Robert concocting some genius plan to torture us."

Their real father had died when dark was two and Krad was three. Eight months later their mother had re-married, to Robert. The boys had never forgiven their Mother, even though they were now fourteen years older.

It wasn't that they didn't like Robert on the contrary they liked him better then their mother, it was just that he wasn't their father.

Once when Dark had called their mother a slut, saying she hadn't even waited a year to marry again and didn't give a shit about their deceased father worse yet he had even blamed her for their father's horrific death. As a result she had slammed a vase across Darks head. He never regained the feeling in the left half of his face.

Suddenly Dark sobered up. "Anyway, they're planning on sending us to boarding school!"

This caught Krads undivided attention.

Only two words were uttered before Krad charged out of the room and stormed down the stairs to his mother.

"Holy. Shit."

I'm really sorry I wanted to put more in the chapter but then I would've just screwed it and I like the way it ends. So anyway bye for now and I will love you more if you review.

Much peace and randomness to you all.