Hi. sorry i didn't get a chance to add comments to the last one. btw- if any of you are wondering my sailor moon chat room fic was deleted but i should have it up again (renewed) in a couple of days. this chapter was really hard to write which is why it took soooo long! but i'm actually really please with the final result- however daisuke shouts a lot in this chapter. i think he's suicidal too. Lol

Daisuke brushed the tears out of his own eyes firmly. Risa Harada was not worth crying over, after what she had done to him. He tentatively placed a comforting hand on Riku's shoulder.

"They're not worth it," he exclaimed firmly.

Riku looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears.

"You're probably right- but I thought he was."

"Riku…" Daisuke didn't use proper honorifics in her name. He felt as if she needed a friend- a close friend right now. "Cummon- let's go and let some ice-cream." Daisuke was sure that if he didn't concentrate on Riku's sorrow right now he might collapse into tears himself. He took her arm and pulled her up. "My treat." He smiled, leading her down the street and away from the house.

Daisuke sighed and ran towards his street. It had taken him ages and four bowls of ice cream to calm Riku down. Now that he was alone he was starting to feel the reality of it all hit him. He was alone. Risa had left him for his close friend- Satoshi. Daisuke could feel a red mist coming down on him as he thought of that name. He hated him so much and yet envied him like hell. He wanted to kill him- but also wanted to be him.

"Risa…" Daisuke rolled her name around his tongue several times, as he felt his eyes fill with tears. "Risa, Risa, Risa!" he was screaming it, he was shouting it- he didn't care if people heard or if people were staring at him. He wanted her, needed her warm touch- telling him it was ok. That it was all a horrible dream he would soon wake up from. He was running again- pounding the ground with his heels as he ran faster and faster, red hair flying in the breeze and satchel bumping against his tired legs. As he approached his house he was so glad that there wasn't a brunette waiting outside to apologise to him that he almost cried out in sheer relief. He didn't however, and stepped inside the door.

"Mum?"

A Shout came from the front room.

"Oh Dai-chan? Glad you're back- your girl's here to see you!"

Daisuke groaned. Sure enough a few seconds later, Risa side stepped into the hallway.

"Daisuke, can we talk?" she asked timidly, fiddling with her thumbs.

Daisuke gestured upstairs with his finger and followed her up the wooden staircase to his room.

"Sit," commanded Daisuke coldly pulling out a wooden chair. He himself sat down on the edge of the bed on which only yesterday Risa had lain on herself.

"What do you want?" Remembering their memories only made Daisuke hate (yet love) Risa more.

"Daisuke," Risa began but Daisuke interrupted.

"Call me Niwa-kun."

Risa gulped back a sob and continued. "Niwa-kun, I want you to know that I don't love Satoshi." Daisuke scoffed. "I love you."

Daisuke continued to glare at her. "You obviously loved him enough to ruin your relationship with me," he spat angrily. "Why Harada-san? I thought we had something…"

"We did!" Risa protested throwing her arms up into the air. "We still do!"

Daisuke shook his head. "I'm not sure anymore…" he whispered. "Was that the only time with him? Truth please…"

Risa shook her head slowly. "No. there were other times!" she sobbed, rocking herself back and forth with anguish. "Whenever you and Riku went out we would kiss….and stuff!"

Daisuke could feel an angry tear escaping his eye and it rolled down his cheek before he could wipe it away.

"Get out…" he muttered furiously.

"Daisuke...What…?"

"Get out NOW!" he yelled jumping up. "My god Risa are you actually so fucking stupid to think that I would forgive you after you did all that?! How dare you come here expecting forgiveness and a kiss when you've slept with one of my best mates? Now get the hell out of here before I call the police!" he screamed at her, causing her to sob with fright. She whimpered one last time and ran out of the room sobbing.

Once she had left Daisuke sat on his bed and began to sob. He wanted to die…he needed to escape. He loved her and hated her. He wanted her and never wanted to see her again. He was lonely…Dark… he needed Dark…he needed him now!

"Dark!" he screamed to the empty room. "I need you!"

A black feather fell from the sky that evening. Someone had heard Daisuke's cry.

New chapter up as soon as possible. hopefully in one or two days!