Author's Notes: This chapter is going to tell why Dark and Satoshi are hanging out with each other. And how Satoshi comes to the conclusion of messing Daisuke.

Characters:

Daisuke: Is the older twin, he is not popular but well known at school.

Wiz: Younger twin, he plays on the same baseball team as Dark, who he loath.

Dark: Most popular at Azomano middle school. He loves to mess with Wiz, it's and unknown reason for now. But comes clear later in the chapter.

Satoshi: Second most popular at Azomano middle school. He hangs out with Dark for some unknown reason, but we'll find out later in the chapter.

Settings: Satoshi's house and school

Plot: Hot boy on boy action. Me love you long time

Chapter 2 "Satoshi new muse"

Young yet mature. This boy who was force to become a man at a young age, set meditating on the cold hard concrete steps, in front of his gloomy one bedroom apartment. He told himself millions of times that human beings can live with out a companion. He taught himself that, living by himself was hard and it only made him stronger, he learned to subdue those feelings of misery, anger, jealousy, and love.

"Satoshi what are you doing out here? I was calling you for a minute," stated and familiar voice, its tone so loud and happy, and oh so innerving to Satoshi.

"How can you be so happy with that huge bruise over your left eye?" Questioned Satoshi, he was slightly interested in Darks answer.

The violet haired teen folded his long slender arms across his chest; he tapped his right foot harshly on the ground, scowling at Satoshi who just smirk back with contentment.

"I had forgotten about it. Thanks for reminding me asshole," snapped Dark, he rolled his eye's hoping Satoshi would get the BIG picture, that he was piss.

"Oh sorry, you look nice," informed Satoshi, he held his breath for he knew if he releases it he'll surely laugh.

Dark quickly bit his bottom lip hard, he never held his tongue for nobody, but today he was going to let this little incident slide, sense Satoshi was the one who carried him to the nurse's office after that other incident with the baseball. They've only been friends for five months, but it seemed like they've known each other sense childhood.


It was the end of the school year, and the beginning of summer vacation. Satoshi was sitting underneath a shaded pine tree sleeping, some school girls had quickly taken notice of him lying there, and they were like moths to a flame, drawn in by his invisible light that aluminates off of him.

"Eh Satoshi Ummm I was just wondering if you could come to my birthday party?" Asked one of the girls, her voice shaky and nervous, she fumbled with her invitation, that she was going to hand him.

Satoshi peered up at her through his large frames, she was cute and he was slightly flattered with her bravery. He lift his glasses up so they were resting on top of his head, the cute girl had became a 'blur' to him, he smirk to himself. His vision is normally 20/20 without the glasses, but for some unknown reason it'll temporary go bad.
Satoshi slowly lift his upper body adjusting his legs, so he was sitting Indian style both hands resting on the tip of his knees. The group of girls started to blush, pushing the one girl who asked closer to Satoshi , her hands shaking as she hesitantly handed him the mini envelope that contain her party invitation. Satoshi squint at the envelope that hung in front of his face, he grabbed it, squeezing it with both hands and pinching the middle of the envelope with both his index fingers and thumbs, slowly tearing it in half, both pieces of the envelope landing at the base of the girl's feet.
Satoshi lay back down in his spot; he closed his eyes hoping the girls would leave. His prays were answered, the girl who gave him the now torn envelope, cuffed both hands over her eyes running away from shear embarrassment, her friends following shortly behind.

"That was kind of harsh," stated a carious teen that was way to close for comfort.

"I'll apologies later, you can go now," snapped Satoshi he still had his eyes closed, which tighten slightly from shear annoyance.

"Why are you under here alone," asked the teen who kicked at Satoshi's foot to get his attention.

Satoshi jumped up from his lounging spot, "What is your problem kid?" Cried Satoshi, this was the first time he let somebody get to him.

The violet haired teen throws Satoshi a cocky grin and introduces himself, "The names Dark and yours?"

This was the start of a weird friendship. Instantly they became aware of each others likes and dislikes and with that came popularity and hundreds of drooling girls, they were the school newest gods. Dark had told Satoshi of his craze obsession with a red head name Wiz, and why he kept on harassing him. Satoshi was shocked at this odd story, but after meeting Daisuke he now fully understand Dark's motives. Those two had this weird power over you, like a comet stuck in the gravitation pull of the earth, you couldn't escape it.


Satoshi was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling uncertain of anything, anymore. Dark was in the living room playing his PS2 well so he thought. Sato felt weird after meeting that boy in the hallway he been wanting to go to school to get to know this teen better, which was odd sense he hated everybody there. Dark was standing at the threshold of Satoshi's bedroom he had Sato's cordless phone press firmly up to his ear, Satoshi raise and eyebrow lifting himself up to see what Dark was doing.

"Yeah hello this is Wiz's friend Jake can I speak to Wiz?" Dark tried to disguise his voice like a nerds, by pinching his nose close.

"Wiz here"

"Hello Wiz this is Jake-"

"Who sorry I don't know a Jake bye-"

"Wait don't hang up! I have something really important to tell you."

"What is it bad news?"

"Yea I just wanted to tell you that you should never keep your bathroom window close, because Dark can't see you shower anymore."

"Dark you ass I hate you! Don't call here again ever. Or I'll hit you with the bat next time!"

All Dark herded next was the loud 'booooop' of the dial tone, Dark started to laugh long and hard before regaining his posture.

"Dark you should leave that boy alone before he put a restringing order on you."

"Nah he won't. You should try it sometime; it really makes me happy for some strange reason."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah" Satoshi place a finger on his chin he had been really bored these past weeks why not have a little fun on someone else's behave.


School was long and hard, Satoshi set at his desk going over his history work, he slouch over his desk, very tire of staring at all the page numbers. Then like from a movie, in came a cheerful red head, light shining behind him, the red head slowly approached the middle of the classroom. Satoshi jotted up, all his focusing on Daisuke. Like and odd twist of faith, the kid sat in front of Satoshi.

"Daisuke…." Whispered Sato, he didn't realize he had said the teens name out loud.

"Hmmm," Daisuke turned around with a confuse look on his face.

Sato snapped out of his dream state he locked eyes with the red head thinking he might be able to read the kids mind. Now was the chance to try to have some fun in his life that he lacked.

"I love your name. Daisuke… it just rolls off the tongue," Sato made a weird 'purring' noise when he said it, giving Daisuke one of his famous hundred dollar smiles.

Daisuke cheeks grew a soft pink, he quickly turned the opposite way from Satoshi hoping he didn't see him blushing. Satoshi chuckled to himself, he never did that before nor did something make him feel so excited either. The teacher was playing some boring classical music for the class; and Daisuke was dozing off from it. Satoshi leaned over his desk and touch a stain of Daisuke's firer red hair. The weird feeling on the back of Daisuke neck made him wake up quickly.

"WOOO," cried Daisuke, he jumped out of his seat, attracting attention from everybody including a very annoyed teacher Mrs. Stravinsky.

"Are you okay Daisuke, or do you feel like dancing?"

Some kids started snickering, showing how immature ninth graders are.

"Uh sorry I thought I saw a roach," murmured Daisuke, under gritted teeth. Mrs. Stravinsky smile politely and went back to reading her morning newspaper for she love roaches and bugs it was her passion.

Satoshi wondered what came over him; this teen was just another nobody so why did this moment make a weird thrilled feeling come over him. The kind of thrill a person gets on a scary roller coaster ride. Daisuke set down his cheeks apple red. He hid his head behind his backpack that sat on top his 'graffiti' desk; he was using it as a pillow.

Dark was standing outside the classroom door in the hall waiting for his victim, Wiz who didn't notice him. Wiz was walking with two girls both on opposite sides of him, leaving him trapped in the middle. Wiz looked up only to see the teen whose eye he blacken. That made Wiz mouth tug up wards. Dark raise and eyebrow when have Wiz ever smiled at him, the smile seemed a little to inviting, but was also contagious because Dark started to smile as well.
Dark knew he'll never get Wiz to forgive him after what happen during summer vacation. Wiz and Dark, believe it or not were kind of somewhat friends they hang out with each other until one day at the YMCA Wiz warned Dark that he didn't know how to swim Dark being the numb skull he was ended up lifting the shorter boy up like a rag doll tossing him into the pool, when the red head did come back up for air, Dark panic he got to Wiz before the life guard did. Wiz never for gave him and Dark couldn't take being hated by Wiz or anybody. "So what dose a guy like me gotta do to get you to forgive me?" Dark asked in his 'charming come and get me' voice.

"Well first you'll have to kiss my ass then hmmm die and ummm go to hell and spend all internality there."

Dark smile cleared away from his face, which made Wiz's smile brighten.

"You know if you don't except my apology I'm going to hunt you forever."

"Bring it on I got a date with your other eye anyways."

"Fuck you. You little prick."

"You wish," teased Wiz. Both girls' heads followed the boy's constant arguing, until they backed away from the conversation that had escaladed into full out wrestling. When the two did finally make it back to class which they were twenty minutes late to, the teacher grabbed both boys' bythe shoulder.

"You two must have forgotten what day it is!" The teacher's tone was vicious and loud.

"And what day is that... sir?" Dark asked with and respectful tone.

"Well today was the day ya'll pick partners for the raising of the computerize baby doll, sense everybody has a partner guess who your partner is going to be."

"Ha…" that was the only thing that came out of Dark's mouth before he was silenced by the teachers glare.

"No, more like little Niwa over here is going to be your partner."

"Like hell I am," cried Wiz, he placed both hands on his mouth and stared innocently at the teacher.


Daisuke Felt the intensity in the atmosphere grew when he felt something messing with his hair again.
The redhead did a 360 turn in his desk, if that is possible. He slammed both hands on Satoshi's desk.
Mrs. Stravinsky flipped the page of her newspaper not noticing or more like ignoring Daisuke out burst.


Ending A/N: Okay it's pretty weird huh? But that's how I do my stories hopfully you enjoyed reading it as i enjoyed writting it R&R please