Yoh. Maybe I should've waited awhile before I continue the fanfic, but the internet isn't working and I've pretty much just finished Crackdown and Def Jam: Icon. -sighs-

I decided to make the new chapter mostly out of boredom. Forgive me if it isn't a superior second chapter


"Daisuke," called a voice. It was a pretty familiar voice, but I couldn't very much recognize it. "Daisuke," the voice called again. It was a high pitched voice, full of excitement and zeal. Slowly, I opened my eyes. The figure was a bit blurred, but gradually the shapes soon sharpened. "Daisuke, what's wrong with you?" said the voice almost merrily. For the first time that day, I truly smiled. It was Risa Harada; the love of my life, clad in her red uniform. "You won't believe what just happened!" she continued impatiently.

The sun was out already. And I glanced at my wrist watch and saw that it was 7:30. Wow, I didn't imagine that I would nap that long.

"I was looking all over for you!" she stated. I could definitely tell she was irritated at the fact that she had to look for me. I felt pity for her, even if I was the one who deserved the sympathy.

"I'm sorry," I apologized sincerely, even if it really wasn't needed.

She chuckled softly, but audible enough for me to hear. "You're too kind Dai," she said. "You really don't have to keep tormenting yourself with all these apologies." I blushed at her comment. I knew it was true, but old habits died hard.

"Hey," she said, bending down. She stared at me with such attention; it gave me butterflies in my stomach. I looked away as quick as I could. I felt my cheeks go red. "Your eyes," she continued.

"W-what about them?" I replied shakily. "Have you been crying?" she said with an eyebrow raised. I turned to her, raised my hands in denial and smirked crookedly. "Of course not!" I lied. "It's the fact that I slept for so long here."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, okay." She grinned almost wickedly at me. "I kissed Dark yesterday," she whispered. "I know…" I replied inaudibly. My eyes felt watery, my stomach was twisting and I clenched my fists so hard until it turned white.

'See that Dai,' remarked Dark in my head. 'Even she enjoyed it,' he teased. Why couldn't he just shut up? Why did he have to tease me so relentlessly?

"What was that?" she asked. I shook my head. "Nothing." I replied quickly, covering my tracks. "I'm going to class now." My voice was filled with hate. It was as if I didn't care about Ms. Harada's feelings—which I didn't at the moment.

"What's wrong Dai?" she asked, as I stood. I glared at her hatefully. Why was she so oblivious to the truth? Or was it just that she loved Dark so much that she ignore everyone else? "Everything." I replied as I walked away. "Everything is wrong."

'That was pretty harsh Dai,' said Dark wordily. 'I don't care.' I replied. Dark groaned. He was definitely annoyed by my actions. 'That isn't what a gentleman would do,' he added. 'I don't care.' I said once again. 'She'll never like you now.' he whispered, definitely concerned for me. Without a "Sacred Maiden", I couldn't break the Niwa curse. 'I… I don't care.' I replied shakily.

I entered the classroom way before classes started. I had twenty minutes left until I indulged myself in algebra. I sat on my seat and stared outside the window. This was so unfair. Dark always got what he wanted.

"Daisuke," said a troubled voice. It was Ms. Harada's twin sister, Riku. "Where's my sister?" I rolled my eyes. Any mention of Risa's name again, I might explode. "Outside." I replied uncaringly. "Wasn't she looking for you?" she uttered. "Yes, she was looking for me." I answered. "Then why aren't you with her?" she inquired. "I-I don't want to be with her at the moment." I replied pathetically.

I expected her to tease me about it, but she respected my privacy. She nodded and left. I felt glad that somebody actually did care about my feelings. I would have said thank you, but she had already left to look for her younger sister.


Well, I tried to keep true to Daisuke's character, but I've never seen Daisuke mad. The closest he has gotten to that stage was depression.

I think that chapter was more emo than I intended it to be. But whatever, DNAngel is emo.