Chapter. 2
"Why did you drag me out from the graveyard yesterday! I wanted to introduce myself to that gal!" Dark yelled at his friends, at lunchtime, at school. His two friends sitting beside each other, eating their lunch, and ignoring Dark. "And she'd probably know my name, when I'm totally gorgeous!"
"Oh, really?" said Argentine. He drank from his bottle of water, and then turned his face up towards Dark, giving him a calm gaze. "I think it was best for Krad Hikari to be alone. Wouldn't you want it if you've had lost someone dear to you?"
"How do you know that it was someone dear to her!" Dark gave him a challenging look, and clenched his fist.
Satoshi answered Dark instead of Argentine. "Logically, why would anyone go and visit someone's grave?" The genius turned his head towards his friends and continued. "And from the fact we have, Hikari prayed when came to the grave, and made the sign of cross. She's Christian. She wore black clothes, which everyone except the priest wear on a burial, as respect to the dead, to show their grief. And…"
"Yes, yes, I get it now! Just stop acting like a detective, Creepy Boy!" said Dark irritated, very clearly. What's their problem? "But why couldn't I ask her of her phone number?"
"It is possible to get elsewhere."
"Ah, good!" Dark hade now turned happy, and sat down beside Argentine, eating his lunch. "Then how is it possible to get her phone number, Argh-argh and Creepy Boy?"
"Do you know what a brain is, Dark?" said Argentine, and stood up. The school bell was heard, time to go to class.
"What? Yes, I do…" Dark was confused.
Satoshi stood up, stretching his arms. "Well then… Use it."
"You're mean!" Dark said like a hurt child, really silly, in fact.
Argentine smiled teasingly, and chuckled. "Oh, you don't mean that", said the sandy brown haired teen sarcastically.
"Farewell... my daughter."
"Will you let her end her suffering by death, Hikari?"
"Onii-san? Can you hear me?"
"In nomine patris et filii et spiritus sancti, Amen..."
"All those voices…Memories… they're haunting me, father…"
"You must find your own way for living…"
"Curse all of you! Curse god and everything about him!"
"You can't running away forever…"
"KRAD HIKARI!"
The dreamer woke up, panting heavily, and brought its hand to the cross that hangs in a chain around its neck. The dreamer regained its calm nature, but couldn't stop the tears that ran down of its cheeks.
"Is it still haunting you, the past?"
The angelic human placed its arms around it, to comfort itself. "I can't forget you… I can't. It hurts… so much…"
Dark stepped into the big and wide church, and the sounds of his shoes was heard clearly. But nobody cared, anyway. They all in there were in deep prayers. But, in fact, there weren't many in the holy church.
It was rather dark in there; the only light that came in was from the coloured windows, and the candles that were on fire.
They told me to use my brain, and I do it now. If that Krad is Christian, I could find her here. An old man gave him a glance, before he continued to pray, and mumbled: "Today's youth…"
The violet haired teen was about to laugh, but he stopped himself. Does they think I'm Goth? Well, close enough, guys…
He glanced over those who were there, and walked pass all the benches, gave everyone a short glance, to see if they were that angelic Hikari. Then the teen had walked pass all the benches, he stopped some meters away from the altar. Krad was nowhere to be seen. I could ask the priest were he is…
"Was it anything more, Hikari-kun?" asked the priest Kosuke Niwa, talking to a young believer in front of him, in his office. He was brown haired, and brown eyed. Rather long, and had a rather cute face for being a middle-aged man. He wore the ordinary priest clothing.
The priest smiled slightly to the blonde before him, and waited patiently for an answer. Krad is a true believer of the Christ, but… even Hikari must learn how to love, again. The love of a beloved one is buried, and the dreamer has forgotten how to feel. Poetic thoughts, but they won't help anything.
"No… father", answered Krad sad, but cool.
"Well, then. Good bye, my friend…"
"Good bye, father." The blonde leaved the room, said nothing more. The priest looked after Hikari, until the door was closed.
Kosuke sighed, and turned around to go to his son, waiting for him. Daisuke usually doesn't come here, he's not Christian… or he perhaps will be.
"Oh, god, were is she?" Dark asked himself, and stared up in the ceiling in the church. He sat down on one of the benches, sighed tiredly. He had looked for the angelic gal the whole afternoon… right after school, and still hadn't find her.
The purple haired boy took of his jacket, and placed it down beside him. A relieved sigh came from his mouth. The jacket was sure warm. He glanced over a girl, sitting a bit away from him. She had grey short hair, and green eyes cute eyes. She was very cute, but when Dark noticed her long red coloured nails he blinked. Innocent, yet dangerous. She could defend herself really good with those… He slammed himself on the head. What was he thinking really?
The gal wore a school uniform. He noticed that she came from the same school as him, when se saw the school emblem. She was deep in prayer. She's from my school… and she prays? Well, looks like she needs to be alone… He yawned. It was boring here.
When she opened her eyes again, Towa stared in the ceiling for sometime, then she stood up. The grey haired girl walked fast towards the entrance, or exit, of the church. I must go for shopping tomorrow. I perhaps I need a new skirt…or does I already have one? Wondering to herself, about clothes, she didn't notice the person she suddenly walked into.
"Ah! Sorry, mister!" she said, and helped the man up. When she saw his face, she opened her eyes wide. He was so… beautiful. Grey blue eyes, dark skin, and sandy brown hair. So cute… but yet, beautiful. Mature to mind, and teen till body. OMG! WHAT GUY! HE LOOKS LIKE A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GUY BUT AT THE SAME TIME LIKE A 20 YEAR OLD! She blushed a deep red.
"No need to apologize, miss." The words that came from the boys lips was calm, and… so cool…
"I'm must go now", said the boy, just like in those action movies were when the lovey dovey girl had to be parted from her boyfriend, so he could go out on a mission… or something like that. When the boy started to walk pass her, she turned around to grab his arm.
"Wait! My name is Towa! What's you name? And what's your age? Which school?" she asked fast. She needed those answers, or else she perhaps never more would meet him.
The boy turned around to face her, and said, "My name is Argentine. I'm 17 years old. And…" his gaze turned to the school emblem on her shirt. "-… I go to the same school as you." YES! THE HOT GUY GOES TO THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME!
"Good bye, Towa-san", he said unintentionally very seductive. Argentine turned around, and walked away from her into the church, leaving her all blushing. Oh god…Can I ever make him love me?
"God morning. Time to go, Dark", said Argentine in Darks ear, who flinched and said, "Who's there! God!"
"Yes, this is the one god speaking to you", said Argentine sarcastically. "Get up now, you need to get home. You can't stay here the whole night…" A muffled noise came from the purple haired's stomach. "… And you need food."
"Well, yes, yes… be patient…" Dark
stood slowly up and yawned. With the aid from Argentine he came out
from the church, and got help to come home. When they entered the
teen's house, Argentine sighed. Same messy house…and same lazy
Dark.
The sandy brown haired teen helped Dark to his bed. "Mhm… Sleep…", mumbled the older teen like child. Argentine blushed. When Dark was in the bed, she slept peacefully. Argentine stared at him a time, before he stood up. But… he couldn't go home. A hand was holding his leg.
"Argentine… stay…", a tired voice mumbled. The sandy brown haired teen blushed more, but obeyed. He lied down beside Dark on the bed. The purple haired boy embraced Argentine like a cushion, and the mature boy blushed even more, if that was possible.
But… after some time, he slept peacefully like Dark. Thinking about his feelings… and dreaming sweet dreams about a certain boy.
Someone took up Dark's jacket in the church. The person readed the name 'Dark Mousy' on it's inner side. Well then, I have to find you… 'Dark Mousy'.
I'm sorry for the late update, I have recently been on Nightwishconcert. IT WAS INCREDIBLE! (I think the concert has effected my mind, no every time I hear 'Slaying the Dreamer', or any other really HARD Nightwish song, I start to head bang and imagine that Nightwish is playing right there. ;)
And I'm also sorry for writing such boring chapter… mutter
OH MY GOD! I'M UNDERAGE TO
WRITE THIS STORY!
… Anyway, I don't have the energy to stop.
Neither can anyone stop me… evil mind laugh
So, what I
meant before in the other chapter was that Argentine is a country
also. And for those of you who don't know who he is, read the
manga. He makes his entrance in the tenth volume of D.N.Angel. But,
the name comes to knowledge first in the 11 volume.(SPOILER
ATTACK!) Anyway, here's a picture.
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I hope you understand that the
one to the left is Argentine, not the other one because that's
Daisuke. (Like anyone wouldn't recognize him.)
think this story will be very influenced by the music I listen to,
and probably I will write some lyrics in the texts… But most of
them will be Nightwish, I'm sure. :P
… And, so you know, Risa and Riku won't be in this fanfic. Only Towa-chan, I like her, but hate Risa and Riku. So, apologize to those Risa and Rikulovers!
Kyuseisha no Hikari - Thank you very much. :) Intresting view of the fanfic. I never thought them like they all had their own 'lights'.
Chibi Milk - s Thank you :) And I have written shortly about him up there. points higher up
neko-nya - Well, bad fantasy mixed with headache leads to Argh-chan. XD Well, I think it's best to let i begin like that. Someone who hasn't seen the series or read it, will be confused like Dark. That was the purpose with it. XP You seem like it, so, as you wnated. here's the baaaaaaaaaad update with 1 none-shounen ai happening.
Shuumatsu - Thanks. Give me now that Kradplushie and the cookie! >3
Sakuya Hiwatari - I think the same as you.
Thanks for enyoing this fanfic. I hope you review with more opnions, suggestion/request and so on... I need them to continue! >3
