A/N: Heya people, sorry I haven't been on in sooooo long. But anyways, here we are again, I have a new fic, and I hope Y'all like it. Now be nice, and Review for me, this is my first DN Angel fic, and I would love some feedback, be warned I have only seen a couple episodes, and I was in distracting company at the time, so if there's stuff wrong tell me! Don't like boyXboy action? That's cool, just move your mouse up to that green arrow pointing "BACK" and you'll be fine.
Warnings: Yaoi themes, no doubt slight plot holes, fluffyness, implied self harm and a couple curse words, oh and I guess self pleasuring should be mentioned. Rating is for the Dream sequences lol.
AN Revisited: This is the second version of the prologue, because I edited the first one, due to some helpful Reviews, and yeah, some beta work from my own secondary personality. +Hey, don't diss the Theo! He rules, and you know it!+
Disclaimer: I do not own, and probably will never own any anime. and I am also not making any profit from this story... unless you count a big grin when i read the review hopes for reviews
Oh... must say this: 'blah' is thoughts
"blah" is speech
(blah) is Dark speaking to Daisuke
((Blah)) is Krad speaking to Satoshi
+ or 1. those things are reserved for Theodore's (or my) notes, wich will appear at the bottom of the fic!
Now, on with the Story!!!
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Icy Longing
A beautiful sunset spread out to the west, the bright orb blushing a deep shade of red as it crept towards the sea. A lone teenager stood before the cool waters, obviously lost in thought. The young man's claret hair blew gently in the breeze, as did his loose black shirt. A look of forlorn acceptance was in his face, tears dripping silently from the garnet eyes.
Red optics stared dejectedly at the pink and yellow horizon, a glare of self-pity showing in their innocent depths. With a sigh, the tormented young male bent over and picked up a smooth stone from the sand, he examined it, one hand running through his soft scarlet hair as he did so. "It's not fair!" the student said suddenly, casting the rock angrily into the gently lapping waves. There was no response from the unfazed waters.
A small noise, halfway between a whine and a whimper escaped the teen's pale throat as he dropped to his knees in the fine sand. The pearlescent tears, already sliding in a small trickle from his crimson optics, turned into a river, the salty sorrow refusing to go away as the distressed artist stared at his shaking hands. "Why?" He asked quietly, his voice a soft whimper as quiet crystal tears slid in torrents from his large, innocent eyes to rain from his pointed teenage chin.
"Why what?" A calm, familiar voice answered, layered with a subtle intone of complex emotions. The voice was soothing, soft, and yet oh so confident, filled with knowledge… and there was something else. Did the redhead detect a trace of concern?
"Hi-Hiwatari?"
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Yeah yeah, I know it's amazingly short, but that's why it's called a PROLOGUE. Don't worry, the next chappie is about to be posted in about ten mins lol. Just one question: Did you like my opening?
R&R have a nice day!
Ps: not much was changed in the opening, merely some corrected spelling errors... oh and a descriptive opportunity was taken advantage of.
