Disclaimer: I don't own a thing of DNAngel- DNAngel and all it's characters/plot belong to Yukiru Sugisaki . (who I wish I was-the series is absolutely awesome! ) If I did own it, it wouldn't be as popular as it is now, and it would be very, very twisted...-winces- the plot however is mine and so therefore I own it-at least.

Warnings: Yaoi (boyxboy love, mano a mano, all that. If this type of content disturbs you then please hit the back button now. Otherwise…-grins evilly-), some angstness…disturbingly homicidal/insane Krad (like he's been anything but)

Everything I Crave Revolves Around You

Obsession 2: Ah, the Woes of Embarrassing Stories

Daisuke knew Dark was rich-but not this rich.

His half eaten breakfast was long forgotten as the car pulled up to an impossibly big mansion, complete with that western style of construction-roman columns, English wrought iron railings for wide balconies, a flat, sweeping roof…

Dark coughed and it took Daisuke a second to realize that it was out of embarrassment. The ruby eyed teen wasn't exactly hiding his astonishment-his face was practically smushed against the window and his eyes had widened drastically. He had only seen or heard rumors about these types of builedings even being built but to actually see on, step inside one…

"Oh has Darky pie been uninformative as usual?" Mrs. Mousy said cheerfully. Dark sizzled-she really needs to quit with the whole Darky thing…and in front of Daisuke of all people…! Daisuke was having a field day watching Dark silently fume for two seconds then carefully master himself. I wonder…is it always like this…? "Must have slipped his mind, knowing my poor son he probably wouldn't have bragged…" Pfft! Riiiiight…but I have to admit he did downplay his real wealth…somewhat… "But yes we are…a rather well-off family…"

Mom…Dark groaned inwardly as she flashed the red head a winning smile. Too, too cheerful…even Daisuke's not that bubble-happy…But contrary to what Dark was worrying over, Daisuke was in fact enjoying his mother's chattiness. They pulled into the driveway and as Mrs. Mousey turned the ignition of she began chattering amiably to Daisuke.

"So as one of Dark's numerous friends, how's he been doing in school? Dark says you have almost all your classes together! So lucky, you can keep an eye on him for me, eh? Can't have him running around and being a naughty boy now can we?" She winked and Dark groaned. Great now she's ordering my boyfriend to be her eyes and ears… Daisuke had to suppress yet another churlish giggle. If only she really knew how naughty Dark's been… All three climbed out of the car where two young adults were opening her trunk and unloading the luggage for them. Daisuke was a bit surprised, but he told himself that should have been expected. They looked nothing like Dark or his mom so they must have been maids or civil servants. Feeling a bit out of place all of a sudden he turned to Dark, but he seemed to be one step ahead of him.

"Don't worry about it; Daisuke…this kind of thing is what they're paid to do. It would be best you don't try and do their jobs for them least they get mad at you for it…" Daisuke still looked slightly troubled so Dark quickly patted him on his head before turning. I don't know why it bothers me so much…I guess I'm just so used to it just being me who does part of the work…I never really ever had to encounter this before either…guess that's the price of having such a big house…that and probably killer electric and gas bills… "Even you have to admit that this place can't be managed with a three member family-and heck that would mean a huge five page list of chores for me to do!" Daisuke laughed at this but as he took one last glance at the two, he still felt a bit uneasy. "Oi, are you going to walk or am I gonna have to carry you?" Dark shouted-he was well ahead of him and halfway to the front door.

"Stupid Dark…"Daisuke mumbled, but a silly grin was plastered on his face. With a shake of his head, he ran up to him and was promptly bombarded with more of Elder Mousey's talkative nature.

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"So Daisuke…right…? Does your mom know you're here?"

The two boys glanced at each other and laughed nervously. They were currently lounging on Dark's rather large couch, which Dark's mom had causally mentioned was worth well over 3,000 $. Daisuke was scared to even sit down on it after hearing that and Dark, highly disapproving now, calmed Daisuke down and promptly begged his mom to apologize for making the red head tweak out. "Well, it's worth that much, no need to sit on it like it's made of glass" She cheerfully replied, which was her way of apologizing. Dark had just groaned and rolled his eyes. His mom spoke so flippantly about their wealth…and now that she was, for the first time looking somewhat serious, Dark was wilting even more.

"Erm, well, mom…" Dark mumbled, looking suddenly chastised. "The sensei…kind of…"

"My mom always ends up picking me up an hour or more late from field trips." Daisuke explained, interrupting Dark. He gladly let the crimson eyed boy do so, sinking back slightly in the cushions. Dark wasn't in the mood to explain anything to his mom. "Well…today I guess he really had enough of that and he was a bit…adamant…about me leaving soon. So Dark offered to give me a lift but I remembered that I forgot my house keys so…erm, here I am I guess." Daisuke gave her his trademark innocent smile, which he had found out always got him his way. "I hope you don't mind if I'm here for just an hour or so…or if I use the phone to call…?"

"Such a polite adorable little boy!" Dark looked like he either wanted to strangle her or burst out laughing. "Of course, Daisuke. And knowing my Darky poo, he'd like some privacy with his friends around. Always saying I'm embarrassing him…but oh Darky you're so selfish! Don't want to show me off to his friends I suppose…" Hyumi winked grandiosely at Daisuke again. She was still standing, while Daiuske was sitting on the sofa opposite the one Dark was on, perhaps hoping this one wasn't worth that 3,000+ $'s. Dark groaned and promptly sank himself even further into the sofa. He was really getting tired of her butchering his name like that…and while he was sure Daisuke found it highly amusing he wasn't. There was contemplating shift in her eyes and Dark, seeing the warning signs threw up a desperate silent plea.

Oh please, please, please, please, please if there is a higher power up their listening to me…Dark prayed feverishly. Please don't let her tell The Story…

But apparently those higher powers were not inclined on being on his side that day.

Because as soon as he saw that tell-tale glint in her eyes he knew his life was officially over-again.

"Oooooh… but I really must tell you…" She grinned conspiratorially, leaning forward slightly. "You've really got to hear what my Darky did one time to get our attention…"

Oh she wouldn't dare…

But she did.

"Well, it was during Thanksgiving and we were having our relatives over-Krad, Argentine and their parents-my sister and her husband. Ohhh, Dark was just all proper and such and he loved his cousins to bits! Well, my husband and I had started to have a rather bad habit we started of ignoring our only son-now this you might or might not now, but….well, our little Darky hates being ignored with a passion. He was oh around 8 or 9 at the time and yet he still had that streak in him that just would do anything, save for the utmost dangerous in getting our attention again." Ohhhhh, nooo, mom, just don't, please….you keep telling this and my life with Daisuke is ruined…Dark wailed in his mind and began to sink even further into the sofa. "So…well, when they finally came over and we were all seated around the table, cousin Krad pipes up all innocent like' where's Dark?' We all began to mutter, wondering were he went and guess what happens right then?"

She paused dramatically, as if she was about to unleash the greatest punch line ever. Daisuke was all ears now, eager, like a puppy dog about to be rewarded for doing tricks for its master. Dark whished the couch could swallow him whole. "He runs in completely naked, not even realizing that we were all seated at the table about to eat! Did it on purpose, sly little boy, and he knew it would cause a huge uproar. Well, needless to say it sure did…" Dark was positively horrified fid now and the couch looked like it almost had successfully devoured him. Daisuke stared, jaw dropping, as she burst out laughing and the red head promptly looked over at the main character of her tale that had seemed to have successfully been concealed under thick suede cushions. Her laughter was infectious and even he was still chuckling as she suavely left the room, leaving Dark to wallow in deep shame.

"Oh…wow…oh wow, Dark I knew you hated being ignored but running around in your birthday suit to prove it?" Daisuke snickered at the sofa. "That's….rather…unique…"

"Oh shut up." The cushions retorted in a muffled voice. "I was young at the time…and they were really pushing it with me! They had it coming…" The voice trailed out into dull mutterings that were muffled by the material. Daisuke shook his head still amused, and walking over to the couch, he stuck his hand into a visible indent, reaching deeper, deeper-

Until his hand brushed against silky strands of hair. Dark made a muffled reply but didn't move. Daisuke tried to pet him consolingly as best he could before withdrawing his hand.

"Oh Dark, it's not that bad to be mopping this much over it…. c'mon Dark…you're no fun all shoved down there-"

And in a flash Dark's whole body had reemerged with his trademark smirk on his face. Daisuke groaned inwardly and rolled his eyes. The only words he must have heard were "fun" and "shoved down there" because there was a slight gleam in his eyes now.

"You sure do recover quick…" Daisuke grumbled as he sat down on the very cushions he had just hid himself under. Dark sat down next to him, the glint suddenly gone. Now he was back to looking rather scandalized.

"She…didn't have to tell you The Story though…" He muttered ominously. "And I'm hurt Dai-chan…really. I'm not gonna be able to recover easily from that…"

"Oh shut up, drama queen…"

Dark instantly looked horrified-for the second time in three minutes.

"'Drama Queen'??? 'Drama Queen'?? I am not a 'Drama Queen'!!" Dark huffed and looked away briefly, making the red head snort decisively. "How could you say that to your lover?!"

"Dark!!" Daisuke clamped a hand over the older teen's mouth as he saw a flash of blue walk past a door that was slightly ajar. "Your maids…erm, civil paid servants, whatever…"

"They won't say a word of what they hear, if that's what you're worried about." The red head, noting the shift in Dark's voice pulled his hand away from his mouth. Dark instantly smiled-lecherously. Oh, no, you have got to be kidding me….!! Daisuke groaned inwardly. You can't be seriously telling me he's still hyper from this morning…! "Oh don't worry Dai-chan, I'll clean up afterwards if it really bothers you for one of the maids to do so…and yes, I am still hyper…" Dark continued, as if reading Daisuke's mind loud and clear. As he was saying this, already his body was leaning over, half crawling over to the smaller male. Daisuke eeped sinking backwards reflexively-which, he only realized to his dismay, was only proving to aid Dark greatly.

"B-but you can't be serious-what if your mom-?"

"She makes sure she gives me privacy after she's met my friends." Dark breathed, now pinning Daisuke beneath him. "Same goes for maids-if I tell them to leave us be they will…"

"Argh, Dark, damn you!! Naughty, egotistical, perverted…pervert!" Daisuke countered hopeless, his vocabulary momentarily reduced to about half. "I told you I-!! oh…" Dark had skillfully silenced the red head by bending down, sucking, nipping and kissing his throat. "Haan…Dark..Dark, darn you I-nnnn..-told you….can't it wait???"

"But I don't know when I'll get the next chance to do this with you…to you…"

Daisuke squirmed. He was desperate. It wasn't like he didn't want this-but the house was crawling with too many potentials that could find out…or well, find them in rather…compromising…positions. The iead was very appealing all of a sudden but his common sense still overrode what his "other" head was thinking…

"I…I know where…you live, Dark…" He whimpered as Dark began leaving small bruised markings on his collar bone with his teeth and lips. Oh great…I just hope my own mom won't see them… " We…we could have sleepovers and stuff, see each other and…aaah…" Dark's mouth had moved to capture one slightly hard nipple and began to gently nibble on it. The effect was instant-Daisuke's back arched into his mouth and it was difficult to restrain the small moan that bloomed from his parted lips. Dark knew that was one of his…sensitive points… "Dark!! Didn't you hear me?"

Dark sighed, realizing his small prize with a small popping sound.

"Awww, you killed all the fun, love…" Dark looked extremely put out-then he suddenly brightened as if he just realized what Daisuke had been saying to him.

Daisuke regarded that 'enlightened' look and began logging it in his mind as something that would lead up to some really perverse things…on Dark's end. I do not like that look of ah-ha-ness on his face…nope, not at all…great...why me…? Why did I get stuck with liking someone like Dark…? Daisuke answered his own question just as easily, honestly. Guess it's because it's what I love about him…that and everything else…

"Oh…sleepovers…" Dark looked like the idea had just occurred to him and was the most brilliant one since the invention of the T.V. and the computer. "Hmmn, I could find so many fun things to do at sleepovers…" He mumbled to himself, another slow, mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"I'm surer you could Dark." Daisuke remarked dryly, rebuttoning the shirt Dark had nearly half-removed. "I'm sure you could."

Well, there was plus to all this-he had a small bit of blackmail material if ever he needed it to hang over Dark's head. Not that I'd really ever use it or anything… Daisuke felt a bit sorry for the amethyst eyed boy-

As Dark stole a quick kiss from him he eeped and shoved him aside, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

No he took that back….

He wasn't feeling sorry for him one bit. Ah, the woes of embarrassing stories-well at least to the ones who had suffered in them.

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hahaha!!! You actually thought they'd get it on in Dark's own house? Hehe, think again. They're not that…well, boink-happy. –winces- okay, well maybe Dark is but he doesn't count…-glares at Dark-a bit short but if I wrote any more it would have ran into nearly 12-15 pages...

Again, just another chappie that has a does of humor in it…but that's, as they say, the calm before the storm…which is coming in pretty soon. Satoshi will play a rather key role here, unlike in the prequel-he wasn't mentioned at all after the first chapter I think….-pats poor neglected Satoshi- but here he will be mentioned quite a lot…and he'll become very, very important…

So there's my small rant…two updates in one day…I think I'm spending too much time on my comp…-laughs-