Author's Note: I'm back with the first chapter to the sequel for Bloody Lullaby. Turns out this story is going to take me a little longer than previously thought to finish. I'm trying to go as fast as I can. But with school, the band, and work, I'm proving to have less time for writing. T.T Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own D.N.Angel.
Chapter One
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I stretched my arms and slowly opened my eyes as the alarm clock continued singing the latest hit single. Looking around my room I slid out of bed and began getting ready for the day.
"Satoshi, your brother made breakfast for us," dad called from the hallway.
"I'll be down soon," I called back.
I slipped my shirt over my head and smiled. This house has been my home for three years now. It's been like heaven, especially whenever Daisuke came around. It seemed no matter what the situation Daisuke could make me smile, I thought, chuckling softly at Takeshi's yelling from the kitchen. I finished slipping my socks on and went downstairs.
"What took you so long? Do you know how long it took me to cook this for you two? You're lucky I care about you so much," Takeshi said, crossing his arms over his chest that was covered by an apron.
"You're too lazy for it to have taken you longer than twenty minutes," I smirked and looked at the food. "Considering you made toast and cereal, I doubt it even took that long."
Takeshi made a hurt face, "if Daisuke would've made this for you, you'd be thanking him like it was a five course meal."
"Daisuke does things you could never do," I grinned.
Takeshi blushed , "you're such a pervert!"
"I never said he did anything like that. You're the one who brought it up," I said calmly taking a bite of cereal.
Detective Saehara laughed at us from behind his newspaper. "You two act more like children everyday," he mused.
I rolled my eyes at my adopted family and looked at the date on the paper. "It's February already? Daisuke's birthday is in a week," I smiled.
"Have you decided what you're going to do," he asked me.
"We should throw him a surprise party," Takeshi yelled.
"Dark and I are planning two separate things," I said, ignoring my brother, "and you two won't be invited for the one I'm planning."
Dad laughed and said, "he's turning twenty, right?"
I nodded and put my plate in the sink.
"It always surprises me that he's older than you."
"It's only by a few months," I smirked. I turned back to him and said, "speaking of Daisuke, he's waiting for me so I should get going." Dad and Takeshi nodded as I ran upstairs to brush my teeth and hair.
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By the time I got to Daisuke's house he was waiting outside. He was frowning and I could tell it was Dark's fault. I sighed as I watched how the sunlight danced on his skin. It was surprising to see how much he looked like Dark now. Over the past three years he's really become like almost a replica of Dark. The only difference, besides the obvious hair and color, was that Daisuke still had an innocence about him,. Where as Dark was like walking sex.
I shook the thought away and kneeled down next to Daisuke, gently brushing his hair from his face. "What's wrong," I asked softly.
He jumped slightly, looking at me with eyes dancing in joy as a lopsided grin spread across his face. 'Nothing now," he said, wrapping his arms around my neck, pulling me closer as he kissed me.
I smiled into the kiss and entangled my hand in his messy hair.
"I can't leave you two love birds alone for a minute without you climbing all over each other," Dark said as he walked out the front door of the house.
Daisuke quickly began to pull away, he was always embarrassed to kiss in public. Reluctantly, I let him go and glared at Dark, who just smirked and started for the train.
I turned my attention back to Daisuke and the adorable blush still present on his cheeks. I smiled, taking his hand as we followed Dark.
The train ride to the college we're attending is usually silent because of how crowded it is. And today was no exception.
Luckily a seat opened up as we approached the first stop and I took it greedily. Dark pouted and turned away mumbling something about manners. Daisuke stood with his back to me, I smirked as an idea popped into my mind. I pulled him down so that he was seated comfortably in my lap, people noticed but thought nothing of it. Daisuke, on the other hand, was blushing like mad.
"What're you doing," he whispered harshly as he tried to stand.
I kept my arms tight around his waist and said, "just having some fun." Gently I kissed the back of his neck and smirked when I heard him sigh happily.
I could hear Dark snicker when he looked over.
"Satoshi," Daisuke whined.
"Yes, love," I asked as I focused on leaving a mark on him.
"People are staring!"
"Then let them," I said turning my head to see if anyone was actually looking. Only one person, a boy around our age. I sighed knowing that if I kept going Daisuke would only get more uncomfortable and punish me by no giving me the cold shoulder for at least three days. I pulled away but kept him seated. The boy who had been watching before had yet to avert his gaze. It was almost as if he was trying to undress my Daisuke with his eyes. I glared at him and he seemed to realize that I was telling him to back off. Though, he began glaring back, almost as if he was challenging me.
"Thank you," Daisuke whispered, oblivious to the entire thing.
"Our stop," Dark called to us.
I continued to glare at the unknown boy until the train sped away with three less passengers.
"Satoshi," Daisuke questioned gently.
I quickly let the anger fade from my eyes and smiled at him, "yes?"
Daisuke shook his head and we continued to walk to school as Dark went on about his date with some girl.
We went our separate ways once we entered the school.
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Dark was already waiting for me by the time three o'clock rolled around. "Dark," I nodded.
"Hiwatari," he said back. He broke into a grin and said, "I've got the whole party planned out, did you ask if we could use your house?"
"No, I'll ask tonight, though I'm sure they'll say yes," I smirked.
"You've got your little lover's trip all planned," he asked out of curiosity.
"Yes."
Dark nodded and we both turned towards the door as Daisuke burst through them. "Let's go," he said grabbing my hand and leading me away. I could hear Dark running after us to keep up.
"Daisuke, what's wrong," I asked.
He shook his head and kept running.
We finally stopped outside of the entrance to a coffee shop.
"Daisuke," I tried again.
"It was that guy from the train," he trembled. I pulled him into my arms to comfort him as my blood burned to get revenge. I felt him relax against me and he continued. "That one that kept staring at us. I guess he's in my class and he kept trying to grope me."
I could feel my blood burn more than it already was at the thought of someone touching my love. "Give me his name and I'll make sure he never even looks at you again."
"Calm down, he didn't actually manage to touch me. I kept my distance," Daisuke said softly.
"What a pervert," Dark said, placing a hand on Daisuke's shoulder.
"Just let it go for now…I think he got the hint that I wasn't interested," he smiled, trying to comfort me.
"If you insist, but if he so much as looks at you again I'll kill him," I said, running my fingers through Daisuke's hair.
"Let's go, if we wait any longer we'll miss the train," Dark said, gently.
Daisuke nodded and we started for the station.
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Over the next few days Daisuke has been less and less talkative about his days at school. Whenever Dark or I questioned him about it he simply grinned and did something to distract us.
Even stranger was the way he acted around me. It felt like he was pulling away, like he was trying to put as much distance between us as he could without me noticing. It was subtle things that no normal person would notice but that were painfully obvious to me.
When we walked together, he used to let our hands brush against one another as if it were an accident. Now he makes sure there's at least an inch of air between them. I realize an inch isn't much, but even when I attempt to 'accidentally' let my hand brush his, he'll move it away, only an inch but far enough so I can't touch him.
He also never calls me. Before, he'd call at least four times a day, now my phone is deathly silent. I call him every now and then to make sure he didn't die since the last time I'd seen him. However, when I do call, he says he's busy; even going as far as to have a plausible explanation like school work.
Tonight is his birthday and surprise party. The whole house is decorated, and it's Dark's job to get him here. Tomorrow is my day. I'm sure he'll love it and it'll pull him out of this weird stage he's going through.
"Satoshi, come down here and hide," Takeshi called from downstairs.
I smiled and quickly found a spot in the living room.
I could hear Daisuke's hushed words from outside the door as Dark opened it. He flipped on the light switch and everyone jumped out and yelled surprise.
Once Daisuke got over the initial shock he greeted everyone and the party commenced.
I sighed lightly as I watched the party from my perch upstairs. Everyone was enjoying themselves…except me. I hated this. I am not supposed to be this sensitive. Just because he's only said two words to me doesn't mean anything. I quickly put on a fake smile as I saw him climbing the stairs to join me.
"Hey," Daisuke said softly as he stood near me but still far enough so we wouldn't touch. "Dark really knows how to throw a party, huh?"
"I guess," I muttered, trying not to let my disappointment show.
"Thanks for letting him use your house."
"Of course, it was for you," I said looking back at him.
He smiled sadly and let his eyes drop to the floor. "We have to talk Satoshi."
My heart started pumping faster. Nothing good, in the history of mankind, ever came from those words. "About what," I asked, never letting my calm mask fall.
"We've been together for three years," he said never looking back at me. "We're both very different…no one would've expected us to last this long." He paused and so did my heart.
He wouldn't, I thought, frantically. He loves me.
"I think," he began slowly, "that it'd be better if we just called everything off."
It felt like my heart was shattering. "What do you mean," I asked weakly, my hands trembling.
"We should end this," he said, never taking his eyes off the floor.
"That's not what you want. You're hiding something."
"No, I just can't be with you any-"
"You said you loved me and I know you meant it. You've risked your life for me! Something's wrong, isn't it? What-"
"I can't stand you," he yelled harshly. He glared at me, finally looking me in the eye. "I don't want to be with you anymore, I'm sorry," Daisuke said.
I was frozen in place as I watched him go back to the party. Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes, but I wouldn't let that happen, not here in front of everyone. Clenching my jaw I watched the rest of the party continue, like nothing had happened.
My eyes followed Daisuke around the party as he continued to socialize, like I never mattered. I chuckled softly. I never thought I'd come upon something that would hurt more than my father's beatings. And having Daisuke throw the punch is even more ironic, I thought.
I was still standing at the top of the stairs, behind the railing, when Daisuke was leaving with his family. I noticed Dark glance up at me when Daisuke left without saying goodbye to me. He shrugged it off and followed his ex-tamer out the door.
I felt dead.
"Satoshi, come help clean! This whole thing was for your boyfriend, after all," Takeshi called to me.
I nodded and began cleaning the living room with them.
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At three in the morning dad ushered me to bed, insisting I rest up for tomorrow.
When I was alone in my room I took the concert tickets I had gotten Daisuke out. They were for his favorite band. I personally hated them, but I loved when he sang along with the CD. I had also gotten him backstage passes. I knew he would've loved it.
I sighed and pulled out my cell phone.
"Dark," I said when he picked up. "I need you to pick up the tickets I got Daisuke and take him to the concert. I'll write the directions to the venue down so you two don't get lost."
I heard him begin to question me but I cut him off.
"Come by at noon tomorrow. I'll be waiting. Goodnight," I said quickly hanging up.
I laid down in bed, phone in hand. I could feel my heart crack with every breath. Closing my eyes I slowly fell asleep.
