Author's notes: Hellz yah! Welcome to the next chapter! I am really shocked that you people want more! As an author I promise to update a lot! I hate those author's who take their sweet ass time and make their viewers wait. Any ways I am super psyched that IrethFalassion has read my stuff! I was super happy when I saw that comment. Any ways I am babbling please enjoy Portrait of Misunderstandings!

Disclaimer: I don't not own DNAngel.

Warning: This Fanfic is shonen-ai and there will most likely be a lot of fluffyness in this part so if you don't like it don't read it, it's that simple.

Chapter 2: Were the shit am I?

Rainbowness

Dark flew threw the sky with Wiz as his jet black wings, as the crisp night air hit his face he thought about what this painting he had to fetch could be. Emiko didn't really give any information on it; all she said was is careful when you look into it.

He rolled his eyes as he saw all the police cars ready for him and he knew he was going to run into little Hiwatari-san sometime during the night. He just hoped that Daisuke wouldn't change back.

Dark snuck around the back and rolled threw the window; he studied his surroundings and realized he was only on the third floor. Emiko had something about the painting being on the "Forbidden top floor" this was going to be harder than he thought.

The violet head swiftly climbed the stairs (it was too risky to take an elevator with all the security on) and finally reached the top floor. He sighed with relief and walked towards the secured door to crack the code.

Satoshi came out from no were, he stood there blocking the door with fierceness in his eyes, Dark yawned and stood there stubbornly looking at the bluenette as if he was not threat.

"You know you don't scare me, all I have to do is bring out innocent little Daisuke and you will leave me alone…..it's that simple" Dark said in a wise ass tone.

"I wouldn't bring him into this, you are the phantom thief and if you can't retrieve something without bringing out Daisuke than that's pretty pathetic" Satoshi replied in a serious tone.

"Hmph…. you have a good point there creepy boy but you cannot fight me alone, you need your gay little fluffy angel" Mr. mousy replied mocking Satoshi by acting all gay and girly.

Satoshi at this point was very pissed and his patience was running very low, he couldn't believe that a sweet person liked Daisuke shared a body with this bastard. He was trying so hard not to sock Dark right in his manhood. The bluenette smiled evilly and did just that.

Dark winced but was not knocked down, he just smiled at the bluenette with "Oh you did not just do that" look in his eyes.

The violet haired angel punched Satoshi as hard as he could in the face, knocking him out. Dark laughed and walked past the bluenette's unconscious body.

Dark punched the code in with swiftness in his fingers; it immediately popped open after the first try. The stealthy angel walked threw the door with a smug look on his face "That was too easy" he whispered to himself. He looked around the forbidden room; some art was beautiful others were just really dark. But one really stood out, the painting was plain but yet mysterious. It had a bright yellow background and right smack down in the middle shown an eye, the eye was silver and the pupils were huge they looked as if they were dialated.

"This must be it" Dark whispered to himself as he slowly lifted the painting off of the wall, he looked at his watch and realized he didn't have much time left so he opened the window and almost flew out when he heard Daisuke yelling at him.

"YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE HIM THERE!!" his strict voice rung out in Dark's ears. He was referring to the unconscious bluenette outside the door. The impatient angel sighed and he melted into Daisuke.

"If you want to save him than do it yourself" Dark said with frustration in his voice.

Daisuke sighed and ran over to Satoshi; he touched him softly making sure he wouldn't startle him. The bluenette's eyes slowly opened, he blushed when he saw Daisuke's face looking down upon him.

"Uh…uh Daisuke I umm…." Satoshi didn't know what to say, it was very awkward for him under these circumstances.

"Shh don't speak lets get you home before the police catch us together, I'm sorry about Dark he was just determined to you know" the red head could feel his face slightly turn red.

Daisuke helped Satoshi up really carefully to make sure he wasn't too dizzy, as their hands met both of their hearts started to pump. As they walked down all the flights of stairs they were holding hands the whole way down.

They snuck out the back and carefully got threw the police.

On the way home it was really awkward both didn't say a word or even imply anything, the only thing that was on both of their minds was each other.

When they reached Hiwatari's house, Daisuke stopped and started to turn around to head back to his house, but he was stopped by a soft hand.

Satoshi turned him around and did what he had wanted to do for the past two years; his lips met Daisuke's. The red heads heart was fluttering faster than healthily normal he could feel dark coming out.

"Thank you Daisuke" Satoshi blushed as he opened the gate to his house, Dark watched him enter. He sighed, shook his head, and flew home.

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Daisuke sat in his room staring at his bag were he put the painting; his mind was focusing on two things.

One: Satoshi

Two: What the hell was in that sack? I mean he knew what the painting was called but he was debating to open it or not.

He slowly opened the bag and pulled out the painting, it struck him as simple yet beautiful.

The red head stared into the pupil of the eye; he could've sworn he saw something. And he was right, in the pupil stared the face of Satoshi, he looked very timid and yet very sad. It broke Daisuke's heart to see the tears running down the Bluenette's face.

He felt a sudden pain in his heart, he dropped the painting to the floor and collapsed, the room was spinning really fast, and he blacked out.

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As Daisuke awoke his head was pounding so hard he didn't even realize he wasn't himself, he looked around and realized he wasn't in his house any more. He kind of recognized his surroundings but not fully. He got out of what seemed like a bed, stared at the bed for a bit, and than he looked down he was completely naked.

The red head ran into the bathroom and screamed his head off.

"WERE THE SHIT AM I?!!!!!"

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Thank you, for reading this, I know this chapter isn't very good, for one I am not good at fighting scenes (I'm not much for violence) and for two I'm not good with loves scenes because I always blush and feel awkward. I would like to dedicate this chapter to my soon to be boyfriend and my mother