A/N: Daisuke's Pov:Italics, Darks: Bold, others: normal

The girl has told me much about this world we have come to. Apparently we are now in San Francisco, California in the United States of America.

We arrived at her apartment an hour ago, I think – if I'm reading her clocks right. And when we got here, she had me put Disuke on the folded out couch-bed in her living room. Then … she made us … lunch. As we ate, I looked around her dinette and into the kitchen as she asked me simple questions about myself and Disuke. I answered them as best I could, constantly reminding myself we were now different people, and 'we' sounded a bit weird.

But as I am still unused to their – her – time, I ask what time it is.

She was in the fridge getting more soda, so she replied, "Ummm, uh, one minute!" as she came over to the island and set down the sodas she'd been juggling. She pulled out her device – a cellphone, she'd said – "Sorry, all my clocks are different, I know that must be incredible confusing! But, it is … 12:30 … OH SHIT! I'm gonna be late for class!"

"Uh???"

"I have a college class in like 15 minutes and I have to get halfway across town to get to it!" she said in one breath with lots of finger pointing. And as she must have noticed my looking around the room, because she glared at me as she began pointedly. "Now for some rules! You can go through my kitchen for snacks and drinks for you and your friend when he wakes up. But if you so much as think of trying to steal anything while I'm gone, I will hunt you down, kill you, sell your skin to leather makers and your organs on the back market! (pause) Got it?!"

I stare at her and nod, 'cause for the first time ever I am scared for my life.

"Good! I'll be back from class in like 3 & ½ hours." She yelled as she ran out the door, grabbing her bag as she left.

I sit frozen for a few minutes after she leaves, calming my racing heart. Then I stand so I can wash and put up the dishes, hoping to make a good impression. Cause I really, really, don't wanna die and I know she would follow through with her threat, even if she had to go to hell and back. But after I finish that, I realize there is nothing else to do, so I go and check on Disuke. I move the armchair on the side he is laying closer to the couch, bed, couch, bed? Ah hell, I don't know which! I look him over, and I am glad to see that his face is peaceful now. I sit there for about 15 minutes, so I'm in a sort of trance, when Disuke opens his eyes.

The first thing I see when I open my eyes is Dark. We are someplace unfamiliar, a home but not our home. Then I jump, realizing that Dark is outside of me and that I'm … LOOKING at him!

"Are you okay?" he asks worriedly.

I nod, "I'm just surprised to see you as … a real person." As I say this I reach out to touch him on the leg (knee area), because I'm afraid he might not be really. I leave my hand there as I ask, "So, what happened? And, where are we?"

So, while studiously ignoring my hand, he begins the story what has happened since we fell through that damn looking glass. I lay there and close my eyes, as his words wash over me. His words about the girl who saved us, whose house we're in, about the country and city we now reside. It doesn't take long, but when he finishes speaking, I feel as if some precious comfort had been taken from me. But, still, I am thankful for both Dark and our hostess. And since Dark is here, I will thank him. "Thank you Dark. Thank you for not leaving me, for saving me."

Dark looks … shocked. At least I hope its shock, because it looks a bit like anger, too. He stands abruptly, saying something about me needing food and rest. And as he reaches the door, I hear the words, "I love you, Dark."

He pauses at the doorway, definitely in shock this time, as I turn scarlet because I said it!

^_^

A/N: Dun dun dun dun da! Suspense!

Anyway the third P.O.V is coming up in the next chapter, and it is going to be Mizu-chan's. And, cause I'm evil like that, I'm leaving the scene with Dark and Disuke just like that! You shall know no more of them (except what you already know!) until Whitney gets home! Mahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

Second A/N: And actually these OC's are real. They're me and my friends' just different names.

Editing: 12/27