Hi. Yeah, I know there's already a fanfic about Daisuke having a twin sister, but I swear this is going to be totally different. Hope you like it! First chapter is from Daisuke's point of view.
If you want to know the beginning pairings, be warned that they will change later. Daisuke likes Risa, Risa likes Dark, Dark likes Krad, Krad likes Ichigo, Ichigo likes Satoshi, and Satoshi likes Daisuke. Riku also likes Daisuke. Yeah, it's confusing.
I woke to the sound of his alarm clock. Groggily, I looked over at it. 6:50 am. That means that I've got 10 minutes to get to the train station. Yeah, that's plenty of time. I rolled back over in my bed. Wait a second. Ten minutes? I've got to run! I grabbed my pajamas and dragged them off as I pulled my school uniform towards me. Pulling my shirt over my head, I fished out a pair of socks from my side table. Putting them on, I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs. "Hi, honey," my mom, Emiko, says as I run past the kitchen. "See you," I respond as I grab a piece of toast. I slip my shoes on and run out the door, down the street.
For those of you who don't know, my name is Daisuke Niwa. My red hair and eyes come from my mom's side of the family. At least, that's what mom says. My twin sister, Ichigo, looks just like me. We haven't seen each other for a while, though, because she is with our dad, Kosuke, in America. She's coming home for our birthday tomorrow, which is cool. As of tomorrow, we will be 14 years old. Tomorrow will also, hopefully, be the day that I become Risa Harada's boyfriend. Risa is the prettiest girl in our class and I've had a crush on her since forever.
I stumbled to a stop in front of the ticket taker at the train station. "Whoa, Daisuke. You've still got a minute till the train leaves." "Thanks," I said, breathless from running full out for the last few minutes. "Here," he said as he ushered me through. I smiled and nodded at him as I made my way through to the train. I sighed with relief as I entered it's doors. I was sure this time I'd be late. My breathing evened out as the doors slid shut and the train began its journey up the hill.
At the next stop Risa got onto the train with the other people who had been waiting. Like me, she has a twin sister. She and her twin sister, Riku, are identical except for the way they have their hair done. They both have brown hair and dark brown eyes. One of the other passengers jostles me out of my day dreaming. The next stop is the one where I have to get out for school.
Just outside the school, my friend, Takashi Sahara, comes up next to me and asks, "Can you take my turn at cleaning the classroom?" "Sure," I said, nodding and smiling, "It's alright." "Thanks man," he said as he slapped me jovially on the back. He ran off to the school, leaving me standing outside the school with the new responsibility of cleaning the classroom. I sighed and shook my head. He did that almost every time he had to do the cleaning.
Walking up the stairs to the class, I passed Satoshi Hiwatari. His vivid blue hair and eyes stood out in a crowd even if he wasn't really in the crowd. Satoshi tended to stay away from the other students for some reason. I don't think he has any real friends. Rumor was that he was the chief of police and that he had already graduated from college, but most everyone doesn't believe it.
Class passed by in a blur of normalcy that bordered on scary. I mean, you expect at least something slightly different to happen at least once. The most that differed today was Satoshi being called out for something half way through math. He didn't say anything about it when he came back so no one knows what it was for.
As soon as class ended I headed back home. My mom was probably going to set up the traps this afternoon. For some reason, she thought that I needed to be able to dodge lasers, avoid cameras, and break locks and codes. Mom is weird like that. She even has the fridge booby trapped some days. I hope Ichigo doesn't have to go through this kind of weirdness from dad.
Ichigo and I write each other often, but we don't really talk about much. We're kind of close when we're together, but when we're apart, we just sort of drift apart. I think that the most we talk about in our letters is stuff like what we're doing in school and what we like to read. But when we're together, we really are inseparable. We even slept together some nights when we were scared during storms or just were upset by something. I think that's why mom made Ichigo live with dad. I think she was afraid we were too close.
I opened the door to the house and stepped in, but the floor wasn't there. I quickly grabbed the door and hung from the handle. I braced my legs on either side of the frame and pulled the door shut. Still clinging to the handle, I twisted around to look down the hall. Yep, the lasers were up. Sighing, I turned back to the problem at hand. I slowly maneuvered myself so that my hands were braced against the doorjamb and jumped across the gap. I quickly jumped from where I was. The floor sensors were activated so I had to keep moving or risk being shocked. I ran, dodging lasers and wires, down the hall. I jumped and pushed myself of the wall to avoid the net of electrically charged wires on the floor.
I finally got to the door to the living room after barely getting past the razor sharp wires crisscrossing the hall. I reached for the handle, but noticed that there was something weird. I dropped my key onto it with a loud zap. The stupid thing was conducting an extremely high current. I sighed and looked around the door frame. There it was above the door. Disconnecting it, I opened the door. "Oh, honey, you did so well," my crazy excuse for a mother cried. I nodded tiredly. "Oh, Dai! Guess who got here while you were at school," she said excitedly, waving at the couch behind her.
Sitting there was my sister, Ichigo. She was smiling at me, but I noticed that she looked a little beat up. Mom must have made her go through the traps too. She stood up and rushed over to hug me, anyway. I've heard that people think that twins have a specially kind of telepathy, but I don't think that describes what we have. We just feel things around each other. Like now, I felt really happy, excited, and tired, but the feelings weren't really mine. Ichigo and I shared our feelings. It was weird. If I liked something, so did Ichigo when she was with me. If she was scared and came to me, I would be afraid too. We never told anyone, but we think that mom noticed and that's what she is afraid of.
We broke apart, both of us grinning like idiots. Seeing the look on the others' face, we broke into giggles. "When did you get here," I asked, still giggling slightly. "About an hour ago," Ichigo said looking at the clock. "I wasn't supposed to arrive until tomorrow, but something got mixed up with the planes." I nodded and turned to mom. "Can we go upstairs?" "Sure," she said looking at us nervously. We bounded up the stairs and into my room.
"So, what have you been doing in America with dad," I asked excitedly. "Dad was doing research on different pieces of art, all done by the same family of artists. He wouldn't tell me why. He made me study these old books on magic," she said rolling her eyes. "Magic? Magic isn't real," I said confused. A wave of annoyance rolled through me. "I didn't say I believed in magic. I just said I had to read the books." "I never said you did," I snapped back.
Ichigo closed her eyes and breathed out, sending calm through me. I sighed, "Thanks." "Yeah, no problem," she said nodding. Sometimes the emotions reverberated between us too strongly and overpowered us. Ichigo was usually the one to calm us down when it got to be too much. "So, we turn 14 tomorrow, huh," Ichigo asked, a wave of mischievousness gently lapped at me. "Yeah, but we're not doing anything like last year. Mom grounded us for a month remember." "Yeah," she said as the emotions we shared shifted to mildly put out. "Maybe, we could do something," I relented. "Yes," she cheered, the feeling of happiness returning. I rolled my eyes at her antics. She liked to annoy mom with silly pranks when she's here. Last year, she got me to help her sneak into mom's room and change the shampoo with green hair dye. We thought it was the funniest thing ever, but mom was really upset.
Ichigo and I came up with wilder and wilder ideas for tricks to play on mom. From switching places all day to telling mom that we secretly were married. We finally settled on one to use just as mom was calling us down to supper. Ichigo was going to undo all the traps tomorrow and mom would be so surprised at how well I did, that we might bet a special treat. We laughed together as we came down the stairs for diner.
"Ichigo, you are sleeping in the room across from me, ok? You two are too old to be sleeping together in Dai's room." Mom said for the third time that night. Ichigo just nodded noncommittally. Annoyance washed strongly through me, and I tried to balance it with calm, but I wasn't as good at calm as Ichigo. Ichigo could feel me trying and calmed herself, and me. We both worked through the diner as mom reminded Ichigo again and again to not sleep in my room. We both sighed when diner was over. Mom started again but Ichigo was already halfway up to the room she had been designated. "See you tomorrow, Dai." "Goodnight Ichigo," I said as I went up the stairs to my room. If only I knew what would happen tomorrow.
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