-1Title: Memory

Rating: T for Teen 13+

Disclaimer: DNAngel © Yukiru Sugisaki-sensei

Author's Note: This writing style might be familiar, because I used to write DNAngel fan fictions. Yes, my friends, it is I; Silent-Enigma! I've missed you guys. 3 In this, once more, Satoshi and Krad are brothers, and the same for Dark and Daisuke. Completely different that Moonlight. If you're wondering why I gave up the name Silent-Enigma is because I lost that email account. ;; Gomen! Yes yes, this might be a tad similar to the anime series, Loveless. XD

Warnings: OOCness. Yaoi. DarkKrad, SatoDai

Memory

Chapter One

Krad Hikari sat silently in the safe hold he called his room. He was gazing out the window, memorizing the entire landscape of the yard. His eyes traced the figure of the willow trees, his senses filling with the sweet scent of flowers wafting in from the open window. His ears caught the small, gentle knock at his door.

"Come in." He said, never averting his gaze from the lush colors of green, and smoky pink down on the lawn.

"Krad? How're you feeling?" It was the blonde's younger brother, Satoshi.

"I feel fine, thank you." Krad turned to his younger brother, giving him a sweet, sincere smile.

Satoshi walked over, sitting in a chair on the opposite side of the large window. He stared at his older brother, watching as the golden eyes went back to gazing at the grass and flowers.

"Mother says you're going back to school tomorrow." Satoshi said to break the un-nerving silence.

"Oh, really?" Krad asked in a dazed, far off sounding voice.

"She just wanted me to tell you that, and then she went back to talking to Hiwatari."

One year ago, Satoshi said that their real father had died. He noted that Rio Hikari, their birth mother, was working with Hiwatari as his secretary. Eventually, they developed feelings for each other, and married two months before the accident. That was the accident that had caused Krad to loose two years of his memory.

On their way to school one day, they were walking around the cliffs. That was back when there was a large gang thinking they controlled the area. Krad had stood up for his younger brother, and one of the gang members threw him off the cliff. Krad barely survived; he had taken a large blow to the head, and many of his bones were broken.

"I don't see why you're so cold towards him; he makes mother happy." Krad said, turning to stare into his younger brother's icy azure eyes.

"I suppose you're right. Now, get ready, dinner is coming out soon." Satoshi said, smiling at his older brother. With that, he left the room.

The next day at school

Krad made his way to the classroom of the high school. The sixteen year old received many stares on the way there, from both male and female. None of them recognized him; it had been two years. Luckily, their mother had home schooled him. As he sat down, he immediately began staring out the window at the campus of the school; neatly cut green grass, and a large Japanese maple in the middle, with four small stone fountains in each corner of the square lawn. The stone steps led to the sections of the school. The window was open; it was a bright day, with a clear blue sky, and the scent he caught was that of newly cut grass and the crisp smell of clean air.

People, one by one, entered the classroom. Females and males began to talk, and whispers were heard through-out the room. Krad paid no mind; he only rested his cheek in the palm of his hand, and stared out the open window to gaze at the maple tree, his eyes tracing every flower, every leaf, every single detail. Suddenly, he heard the door close. The teacher had come in and surprise; it was his uncle, unbeknownst to him. He had short cut blonde hair, and bright, clear blue eyes. He cleared his throat, silencing all those around him.

"Now, I'm sure you've all noticed, but we have a new student in homeroom. Meet Krad Hikari, I'm sure some of you remember him. He took a small absence from school two years ago." Their teacher motioned toward the oblivious blonde, who was now analyzing the stone of the fountains; gray, and water-worn.

"Mr. Hikari, please stand." The teacher said, his voice cool and kept together as to not loose his temper.

Krad rose slowly, his hair, which was held in a high ponytail, fell as he rose. He brought his golden eyes to the black board, a solemn look held deep within them. He scanned the classroom, and that's when his eyes fell upon him. His long violet hair shielded his amethyst eyes, his gaze held forward. The look they held showed that he was bored out of his mind, and didn't really care. From his lips he held his pencil, bringing it in an up and down motion, his hand in his head.

"Mr. Niwa, please pay attention." The teacher said in a very firm, warning tone. His comment was directed to the man with violet hair.

Krad took his seat, taking his stare to the black board. For the rest of the day, the teacher taught, and the students took notes. Today was a day with no homework, but there was a test tomorrow, so Krad made sure to bring all his notes.

Back at home

Krad sat at his small work desk, eyes grazing the paper as he memorized formulas, and how-tos. There was then a knock at his door. He gave a meek 'Hn' noise to signal that the person could come in. It was his mother, and she was holding the cordless phone.

"Krad, your teacher is on the phone." She said, staring at her slightly-dazed son with sympathetic eyes.

"Alright." Krad stood up, walked over, and took the phone to his ear, "Hello?"

"Ah, Mr. Hikari. I know this is a bit much for a new student, but I'm sure you noticed the violet haired student, Mr. Dark Niwa," So that's his name! ,"and I was wondering… You seem very intelligent, would you mind tutoring him? He's… on the lower half of the class."

Krad sighed, "I wouldn't mind."

"Wonderful! Stay after class tomorrow, please, and we'll work out a schedule." The teacher, whose name was Mr. Takamichi, hung up. Krad handed the phone back to his mother.

"What did he want?" she inquired, taking the phone into her hands.

"I'm tutoring a classmate of mine, as of now." Krad said, going back to his studies.

"Alright… Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes." Rio said, then took her leave, letting her son sit in the silence, analyzing the lined paper in front of him.

The Next Day After School

Krad just sat in his chair, watching Mr. Takamichi tell his new tutoree, Dark, the news. He wasn't confused, he wasn't nervous; he was plain out amused. This would be the first time he was going to teach anyone other than Satoshi anything. He watched the other teen's expression; it was dull, again, seemingly bored. Apparently this Dark Niwa didn't care about anything. Krad knew, right then, this would prove to be very interesting…

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Author's Afterwards: Well, I apologize for the short-ness. I ran out of ideas. ;; Oh well, I do hope you enjoyed. No Flames Please! Constructive criticism appreciated. Thank you.