I lied sprawled over my bed. Today had been a long day, filled with grumpy customers and pointless busy work. Every day seemed to be exactly the same. The customers were always either grouchy or unnervingly annoying. Always demanding something and expecting it on the spot. Did they not realize that there were other people that had to be tended to? Everyone thinks they're the center of the universe.

As far as the busy work goes, it's just too boring. I do the same things over and over again, that I honestly believe I could do them in my sleep. Sweep the floors, wash the dishes, serve the food, put away the laundry, go to the market, etc. I'm sick of it.

My twin sister feels the exact same way. The only difference is that she doesn't "whine and complain about it," like I do. I don't whine about it. I really don't. I complain every now and again, but I never whine. Believe me, there is a difference.

To top this day off, everywhere I turned I could hear someone talking about Prince Satoshi's coming of age ceremony, which would be held in exactly one week. I didn't have a problem with Prince Satoshi, but I couldn't keep count of how many times I'd heard his name mentioned today and how big a deal everyone was making out of this. He's going to be eighteen, big deal. All it means is that he can take the throne from his father, should he choose to retire or die.

Like I said, I don't have a problem with Prince Satoshi, in fact, I find him to be rather attractive. But every time anyone sees him he never has a real smile on his face. It's always fake and forced. You can never see the light in his eyes. I don't really think he wants a big deal being made about his birthday. However, the royal family insisted on a big celebration. I don't think they even asked him what he wanted.

My thoughts were soon interrupted by my boss, Mrs. Sakai, telling me that there was some noise in the back of the cabin and that I had to go check it out. Great. Just when I thought the day was over, I get stuck with more work. I mean, I appreciate Mrs. Sakai letting Riku and I live here, so long as we work, but sometimes I wish she'd just do it herself. It never really seems like she does much of anything to help out with her business.

I opened the back door and took a look around. I didn't see anything. I looked over to bushes that some-what hid the tall iron fence that surrounded the cabin and I heard some rustling noises. I slowly made my way over to the bushes and pulled one of them back. On the other side I saw a tall boy wearing a bandana trying to wrestle his shirt free from the fence.

"Um… do you need some help?"

The boy looked at me, surprise written all over his face, and gave me a small nod. I stepped over to the fence and started to fiddle with his shirt. In no time, I had him unhooked and out from behind the bushes.

"Are you O.K., sir?"

He dusted off his shirt and pants and fixed his crooked bandana. Only when he was done, did he speak to me.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you."

I gave him a small smile.

"Why don't you come inside? It's starting to get a little cold out here."

He followed me back into the cabin. When we got into the main room I saw Riku closing up the place. Mrs. Sakai was behind the counter, counting our earnings for the day, when she looked up and saw the boy with me.

"Was he the one making all the noise out there?"

"Yes, Mrs. Sakai."

"Well it's too late to be wandering around outside, so Risa, take him to one of the vacant rooms. He can stay here for the night."

"Yes, Mrs. Sakai. Follow me please, sir."

The boy seemed to absentmindedly do what we told him to. Well, what I told him to.

"Oh, and Risa, make sure you patch up his shirt. He's got a big tear in it."

Both of us looked down at his shirt and saw the big rip that Mrs. Sakai was talking about. How did neither one of us notice that before? I guess it doesn't really matter.

I led him down the hallway and around the corner to the only vacant room we had tonight. I unlocked it for him and stepped inside. I turned on the light and motioned for him to come in. He looked around and seemed to be satisfied with the room he had received.

"Well this is your room for the night. If you don't mind, I'll take your shirt now. I'll have it patched up by morning. If you need anything, both mine and my sisters room is down the hall, last door on the left. Have a good night."

"Thank you, Miss."


Something was off about that boy. He was so quiet and mysterious. Why was that? Well, whatever the reason was, he was also very polite. He reminds me of someone, but I just can't seem to remember who. I guess it really didn't matter, seeing as how he'd be gone in the morning.

I set out to start fixing his shirt. He really did have quite the tear in it. I had to do some fine patch work on it to make the rip less noticeable. There was no way to make it look like new again, but I could make it less obvious that there had ever even been a tear there at all. It would take a while and a lot of patience, but I've got nothing but time right now.

I hadn't even got started on it when I heard the bedroom door open and close. I turned around to see Riku looking as grumpy as ever. She always seemed to be mad about something.

"Is everything O.K., Riku?"

"Everything's just fine, Risa."

Way to sound bitter.

"Bad day?"

"Not any worse than any other day."

"Are you sure? You know, I'm here if you need someone to talk to."

"Jeez, would stop asking me so many questions?! I'm fine."

I didn't ask her anymore questions after that. I just turned around and began working on the boys' shirt.

After a few hours of constant work, I finally had the shirt finished. It looked exactly as I thought it would. Not brand new, but not obviously damaged. It was probably the best patch work I'd ever done.

I headed down the hall towards the boys' room. He might not like being woken up in the middle of the night, but I don't think he'd like to wait for me to come give it to him in the morning. I don't see him as the kind of guy that would walk around shirtless in public. It's just better this way.

I lightly tapped on his door, his shirt folded over my arm. It took a few seconds, but he finally opened the door. His bandana was very crooked and his eyes were half open along with his mouth. In most cases, I'd just think that someone was half asleep and tired. I wouldn't think anything of them. But something about this boy screamed adorable right now. I don't know, maybe it was just because he was half asleep. Thinking about how he was earlier and what he looked like right now, he seemed to be completely opposite. He was so proper and formal earlier and now he was shirtless and half asleep. It was cute.

"I'm sorry to wake you, I know it's late, but I have your shirt all fixed up now. I just figured it would be better to give it to you now than to have you wait on me for it in the morning. I won't be bothering you anymore tonight, so goodnight. Sorry for the disturbance."

"No, it's quite all right. Thank you for fixing this for me. You did a wonderful job."

"Thank you, sir."

I turned to leave after I handed him his shirt, but he called out for me before I could go anywhere.

"Wait."

"Yes?"

"Wouldn't you like to be paid for this?"

"Oh, that's all right. I just assumed you'd be paying for it when you left in the morning."

"I see. Well all right then, thank you, Miss."

"Not a problem."

Now I was able to leave. He shut his door. I tip-toed back into my bedroom, so as not to wake Riku, and I crawled into bed. I was exhausted.


"A/N: All right, this is my second DN Angel fanfic and I hope you all enjoy it. This entire story is based off of Vixyfox's fic "I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way." I asked her if I could take her idea and use Satoshi and Risa for the storyline. She did this story with Daisuke and Riku and I adored it so much that I had to write it about Satoshi and Risa. She's given me permission to use her plot and add my own style and twists to it. Thank you, Vixyfox, you and your story are the inspiration for this one. I hope I do you proud with it. Anyway, I suggest you read her story, as it is a work of genius, and I'd greatly appreciate some feedback on my version of it. Please and thank you."