Okay! Hello every one! Welcome to 'Angels In Disguise'! My second Fanfiction! eeeeeeee! I'm so happy! XD

(Trying to ignore the fact that I have no actual story line here… oh well, lets hope it turns out okay! Fingers crossed!)

So, here it is, hope you enjoy it :)

Daisuke strolled along the pavement, his feelings a web of joy and happiness. Walking home from school, he didn't have a care in the world. He sighed, his light headed mind soaring along with the few clouds that floated above him. The golden sunlight shone down on him, bathing him in the orange sheen that hung over every thing. Making every thing unbelievably calm.

Why so happy, Daisuke? Came Dark's voice out of the back of Daisuke's mind, his tone slightly mocking.

He sighed again, "I dunno," He grinned, unable to stop smiling, "I guess its just such a wonderful day, and…" His smile widened, "It's kinda a special day tomorrow."

Why? What's happening tomorrow? What's so special about Wednesdays?

"Not any old Wednesday, have you really forgotten?" He said, still smiling.

About what? That you like Wednesdays?

"It's…umm…" He raised a hand to scratch the back of his head, grinning sheepishly, "It's my birthday tomorrow…"

Dark fell silent, 15, right?

Daisuke nodded silently, slightly embarrassed, "Yeah, 15 years old – a whole year since we met."

How sweet. Dark mocked again, his voice dripping with sarcasm. It can be our special day, our anniversary… Dark grinned. Had it really been a whole year? A year? His grin faded, he let out a sigh of sadness and sorrow. Longing and fear. Terror and anticipation.

"Hey! Hey, Daisuke!" A female voice pierced the silence, "Wait up!"

Daisuke turned round to see Risa Harada running towards him, the wind blowing her long brown hair out of place, her feet pounding against the leave covered earth, "Hey," He smiled widely.

"Daisuke," Her lips formed a tender smile, "I didn't see you at school today?"

"Yeah…" His grin became more forced, racking his brain, trying to think of a good excuse, "Umm…I was busy…"

"Oh – Well…" She tore her eyes away from his with embarrassment, "Just wanted to say: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" A huge beam entered her face, lighting it up with happiness.

You told every one? Dark sniggered.

"Huh?" A smile pulled on his lips, "How'd you know?"

"Riku told me."

"Ohh…" The smile awakened on his face, "Thank you, Risa!" His heard warmed at the thought of some one going through the trouble of getting him a birthday present.

"It's okay – here." She pushed a box into his hands. It was wrapped up in white paper messily, with a pink ribbon tied over it untidily, "Sorry I didn't have time to wrap it up properly…"

"It's fine!" Daisuke grinned, "Thank you again!"

They reached a road, the smell of pollution wafting through the summer day. Cars rushed by, the noise almost unbearable. But they ignored it and kept on smiling through their headaches.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Risa asked, no smile visible on her face, her mouth open in an offended, accusing stare.

"I'm going to wait till tomorrow," He said firmly.

The noise of the cars dulled slightly, and they automatically stepped out onto the road.

"Wow," Risa smiled, "So-…"

But Daisuke never heard what Risa Harada had to say.

The harmless summers day torn into pieces by a single action.

A car had whisked Risa away, throwing her down onto the concrete road, leaving her on the floor, the car already picking up speed and turning a corner – its windows splattered with blood.

Dark's silent scream mingled with Daisuke's yell of shock, surprise, desperation and fear.

Rushing over to the bleeding girl, Daisuke's eyes filled with tears already, "Risa! Risa, answer me!" He called out to her, willing her to speak, to tell him every thing was fine, then for them to smile. But that couldn't happen. Not now.

Risa?...RISA?

"Risa!"

RISA!

Daisuke wiped his tears away, not allowing himself to give up on her straight away – he had to believe she was okay. He picked up her hand shakily, thumbling with her wrist – trying to feel her pulse.

Both boys in silent tears, desperate not to let them show. But their efforts were all in vain. Cars pulled over, people calling out to them – but Daisuke didn't hear them. To intent on finding what he needed to carry on living.

A pulse.

His clammy fingers pressed down on her warm wrist, brushing against the wonderful feel of life. At least she was alive.

"Risa!" He blubbered, rubbing away his tears with the sleeve of his uniform quickly.

He looked down at his cloths. The white cotton covered in blood.

But it wasn't Risa's.

T.T

I know this is terrible, but its gunna get better (promise!) – and I know its loads like my old one, sorry about that, too… But it's going to have a totally different plot! (when I get an actual story line, I mean XD)

Well, please review – I beg of you!

thanks for reading, it is going to get better, honest :)