Disclaimer: Wrong again. Don't own DNAngel. Damn, that sucks...
A.N. Yo. Here's chapter two. So... yeah...
Chapter 2
Black and White
Satoshi threw his books into his locker angrily.
'You drugged me last night, Krad!!' he screamed in his head.
Krad turned over in his bed sleepily. 'Trust me, Satoshi-sama, you didn't want to see what was going on.' He yawned into his hand.
'Oh, no you don't!' Satoshi slammed his head into a locker. Kids stopped to look at him before walking again.
Krad had been thrown from his spot. He stood casually. It was obvious his tamer got mad at him often. 'Don't worry, I didn't hurt anyone. Wait, no, that would be a lie. He was bleeding pretty bad. Hmm... Maybe I was a little too aggressive. Preparations should be in order next time.'
The Hikari looked confused, getting more looks from passing students. 'What are you talking about? And there is no way in hell you're drugging me again.'
Krad chuckled. 'Well, if you're that desperate to watch, then by all means!' He chuckled again.
Daisuke rounded the corner with a wince as a stinging pain shot from his throbbing entrance. 'OOOWW!!'
'Daisuke,' said Dark quietly, still sowing his shirt back together with magic. 'Why didn't you stay home like I told you? You shouldn't be walking around with that injury...'
'I couldn't, Dark. Mom can tell when I'm faking sickness, and how would I explain this to her?'
The thief sucked his teeth stubbornly, crossing his arms. 'Che. Just tell her the truth.'
'And how am I supposed to phrase that?' asked Daisuke as he opened his locker.
'Tell her that Krad raped me.'
Daisuke almost fell into his locker. 'NO!!'
Dark covered his ears with his hands. '... Why not?'
'Because Mom would kill Hiwatari! I don't want him to get hurt over this! And though you don't want to admit it, Dark, you don't want Krad to get hurt, either!'
Dark's eye twitched, but left it at that.
The redhead saw a flash of blue as Satoshi slammed his locker shut. The boy seemed to have drawn a crowd.
"Hiwatari?" Daisuke murmured under his breath.
'What's eating him?' Dark chimed in.
'Could it be something to do with last night?'
'Hn. Doubt it. Krad would be the one to drug him so he won't interfere.'
'Maybe he's mad about that?'
'Most likely.'
"Niwa."
Daisuke jumped, now peering into ice blue eyes.
"H-Hiwatari..." the shorter boy whispered.
'Oh, oh, Kami!'
'Daisuke? Are you okay?'
'What do I do? And after last night—'
'Daisuke, calm down. He probably has no recollection of it.'
'But it's the only thing I can think about!!'
Dark was starting to get a little worried about his hysterical tamer. 'O-ok, calm down. Deep breaths—Daisuke, where are you going?!'
Daisuke had done the only thing he could do—he ran.
"Niwa?" called a bemused Satoshi. "Niwa!"
Then he did the only thing he could think of—he ran after him. "Niwa!!"
They dashed down the hall, knocking innocent bystanders out of the way. Daisuke would shove some one in one direction, and, when they would straighten themselves, Satoshi would ram them the other.
'Daisuke!! Daisuke, listen to me!! It's not like he was the one that raped me, so why are you running?!'
'I can't take it! He doesn't know anything!'
'Isn't that a good thing?'
'No! Because whether he knows it or not, it was still his body doing that to mine!'
Dark was silent as the redhead slammed through the main doors and down the front steps. He was halfway down the path when his arm was grabbed and he was whirled around to face a breathless blue haired boy. Satoshi bowed his head, obviously too out of breath to speak. He clutched Daisuke's shoulders, preventing an other escape.
"Why... why the hell did you run?" panted Satoshi, finally looking up.
"Why did you chase me?" asked an equally confused Daisuke. He had never expected the boy to follow.
"A simple answer would suffice."
"I-it's nothing." The redhead jerked out of his grasp, but Satoshi grabbed his arm.
"Niwa... does it have something to do with last night?" he asked quietly.
Daisuke gasped and Dark sat down, losing his balance. 'H-he knows?'
The bluenette studied his face. "It does. What happened? Krad drugged me, so I don't know."
'Thought so...' muttered Dark.
"Did he do something to you?"
"Not e-exactly..."
"Niwa... What is it?" Satoshi's voice was softer now. He had looked to the side, pinching the bridge of his nose. For a fleeting moment, he had almost embraced him, wanting to comfort him.
"Hiwatari?" the shorter boy touched a hand to the blue eyed teen's shoulder.
The touch made his whole arm go numb, but Satoshi kept his eyes averted. He knew that the moment he looked into those concerned, sincere, ruby eyes he would lose control on his consciousness. The need to hold the boy close, to kiss him, to touch him, was overwhelming.
Satoshi didn't know when he had started thinking of Daisuke the way he did. Maybe it was the night on the light house, when Krad was finally able to take over his body (1). Or maybe it was the first time he had seen him kissing Riku on Saint White's Day (2). All he knew was that one day, the boy had gotten thrown into him by Takeshi, and he had nearly pinned him against a wall and shoved his tongue down his throat. Luckily, he hadn't. The boy knew nothing of his attraction.
But, lately, he had grown tired of watching from afar as he tried to charm the Haradas, one after an other. He knew that if the redhead didn't choose one of them soon, he would claim him himself.
'Ahem,' coughed Krad. 'Don't mean to interrupt anything, but your Daisuke-sama is getting a little uneasy.'
Satoshi pulled his mind back to the present, but still refused to look the shorter boy in the eyes.
"I... Just answer the question, Niwa. Krad says that he won't try to knock me out next time, but—"
He was cut off by an unbelieving gasp.
"Next time?" the redhead whispered, horrified.
Dark didn't speak, now paler than Krad himself.
Satoshi instinctively locked eyes with his friend. Before he could recall his movements, his lips were on Daisuke's. The shorter boy stiffened. "S-sorry," the bluenette mumbled before he thrust his tongue past the small, open lips.
Dark fell out of his seat,' Whoa!'
Krad whistled.
Daisuke hesitated before his hand laced itself into Satoshi's hair. Both angels cheered as he started to kiss back. Satoshi wrapped his arm around Daisuke's waist, pulling him closer. The other allowed his mouth to be dominated by the taller boy's lemony taste. Who would ever guess that Satoshi Hiwatari would taste like lemons? It was actually quite thrilling.
Satoshi shoved his tongue deeper into the redhead's warm mouth. Daisuke responded with a moan.
Krad somehow found his way into the forefront of Daisuke's mind. He lashed out, shoving Satoshi off of him. There was a thump as the bluenette hit the ground, staring up at the boy who he had just kissed.
Daisuke shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks. Satoshi made to get up, wondering what was wrong, but the bot backed further away. "I-I'm sorry! But I can't!"
Dark ran his hand through his hair in agitation.
"Niwa—" Satoshi started
"Satoshi, I can't! Not after last night..."
Satoshi stopped at his name.
'Shit,' muttered Krad.
Daisuke shook his head again. "I-I'm so sorry!" And with that, he was gone, running down the street.
Satoshi stayed where he was.
Daisuke rounded the corner and stopped, sobbing uncontrollably. He fell to his knees.
'What have we done?' Dark and Krad said in unison.
KDSD..KDSD
A.N. Well, there you go. Dark blames himself for letting it happen, if you're wondering. Oh, and
I'm going by the manga, not the anime. So, if you only saw the anime, Krad comes out on a lighthouse in the fourth volume, not a freezer.
In the third volume, the school has a Saint White's Day festival, and Daisuke kisses Riku.
Well, gotta go! BLC out!
