A/N: Sorry it took so long to update. Nalini/Midori thoughts. Dark thoughts Krad thoughts Satoshi thoughtsDaisuke thoughts *Sora thoughts* *Wiz thoughts* *Ema thoughts*
I do not own D N Angel. I own this idea, Midori Saiwa, Nalini Saiwa, Sora, and Ema. My friend has part ownership of Nalini and Ema (based on her.) (Midori is based on me.) So if you do not ask permission to use one of these things, you are a bad person and I can sue. :-p
Twins of Luck: Chapter 2: A Bittersweet Promise
Satoshi's POV
It was a bit uncomfortable for me to spend the night at Daisuke's house. But it was alright. I was laying awake, nervous to fall asleep because of Krad. I was worried that he might go after Nalini. She had somehow gotten into my guard. At first I had thought she was a Niwa, because of the bright red hair. But I had seen her sister. Nalini had looked me right in the eyes when we had met. I had found myself captured by beautiful blue eyes. Eyes that reminded me of my own eyes. The difference in our eyes amazed me, her eyes shone with happiness, mine with a distant look. Those eyes drew me in, and I would do anything for the girl.
"Krad wouldn't hurt her," a voice said. I looked up to see Midori.
"I thought you had gone to bed," I commented. She frowned at me, then nodded.
"I did, but I had a bad memory for a dream," she said. I am sorry to hear that, Princess Mi.Midori gave a smile, clearly trying to not worry Krad. She then sat next to me as I sat up. She seemed to become lost in her thoughts and I could hear Krad beginnig to sing her a lullaby. I couldn't understand it, and figured that it was an ancient one. I watched as the dark purple-haired girl closed her bright green eyes. She leaned back onto the floor and her breathing evened. I stood up and carefully moved her to my spot.
I walked into the living room, figuring I'd just sleep there. Thank you, Master Satoshi.For what?For helping Midori, she is special to me.No problem. I helped her because she is Nalini's sister. I feel a connection to Nalini.
Nalini's POV
I woke up to find Midori missing, which was strange, seeing as I always got up before her. I got up and went into the living room. Mi and I had shared the guest room, which only had one small bed. So I wondered if she had become uncomfortable with the little space she had been given. Mi had a bad case of claustrophobia. Instead of Mi, I saw Satoshi waking up.
"Do you know where Mi is?" I asked. Then I scolded myself. How would he know? He just woke up!
"She came in after waking from a bad dream. Krad sang her a lullaby and she fell asleep. So I put in my spot and came out here," Satoshi said. Wow, that's really sweet of him. I guess Satoshi really is a lot like the last Hikari tamer I knew.
"Thank you. For taking care of her, and for telling me," I said. Daisuke walked out of his, rubbing the back of his head.
"Midori is still asleep. She keeps muttering in her sleep," he said. Daisuke seems really nice, and he's cute.I walked into his room to check on Mi. I smiled as I heard her mutter something about Krad and Dark. She slowly opened her eyes and looked right at the light coming through the window. Her eyes quickly shut and she turned over. I heard footsteps. I turned and saw Dark walking towards us. He stopped next to Mi and sat down.
"Princess Midori. Mi-mi, it's time to wake up," he whispered seductively to her.
"Dark?" she asked sleepily as she turned back over, towards his voice.
"Thats right, princess," he said, smirking. I couldn't see his face, but I knew him well enough to know by the sound in his voice that I was correct. Mi slowly sat up and began rubbing her eyes. She blinked and looked at Dark.
"Dark!" Mi said, hugging him. Her eyes widen in surprise when he hugged her back. When they let of each other, Mi had a big smile and a sight blush on her face.
"Good morning! It's time for breakfast!" said Emiko as she walked in.
"Good morning!" Mi said. She was normally a grump in the morning. It's cause of Dark.Mi stood up and walked over to me. She stood by my side, her face was slightly red. I realized that she remembered where she was, and was starting to feel uncomfortable. But to everyone's surprise, she started humming. I quickly knew that she was humming Amant Berceuse. It was an old lullaby that Krad sang to her before. I knew instantly that this was the lullaby that Krad had sang last night to help her sleep.
"Opps, am I really?" she asked out loud, her blush getting deeper.
"Mi, are you alright?" I asked her. I knew that it had been Krad she had talked to.
"Yeah. Um, Krad was right about something, and uh, yeah," she manged to get out.
"Krad, you're mean to poor Mi-mi. She was just happy to hug me. Lots of girls are happy if they hug me," Dark said, he had a big smirk on his face. Satoshi fell down to the ground. When he stood up, it was Krad.
"Shut up, Mousy!" he demanded.
"Jealous," Dark stated.
"Krad!" Mi said.
Midori's POV
I rushed and hugged Krad. He froze up at first, the gently hugged me. His hug, surprisingly, was gentler and warmer than Dark's. We let go of each other. I offered Krad a smile which he didn't return. I looked over at the others, and I frowned when I saw that Dark had his arms crossed in anger.
"Mousy, you're upseting Mi," Krad said. Dark looked right at my face and saw my frown. He uncrossed his arms, but transformed back to Daisuke. I guess he's not happy to see me. *Don't think that way.*I looked down to see Sora at my feet, I gave her a sad smile as I picked her up. I held her againest my face and let the feel of her gray fur comfort me. I felt a hand on my back, and I looked up to see who it was. Krad stood there, towering over me. It was a famillar sight, and made all the unease in me disappear for the moment.
"Stupid Mousy, he shouldn't upset you like that," he said to me. I let a tiny giggle and gave him a real smile. He then transformed back to Satoshi. An empty, abandoned feeling came into me, and I quickly pushed it away. We ate breakfast, and went to school. I didn't pay any attention at school, yet it dragged on and on. Soon, I found myself standing with the others, in front of Towa.
"So, can you tell us where they are now?" Riku demanded. Towa simply nodded.
"They're in your old castle, in a jewerly box," Towa said to Nali and me.
"Could it be the jewerly box given to us by our father?" I asked Nali. She nodded.
"Alright, so let's go. You girls can use those necklaces to free Dark, right?" said Risa.
"And Krad," I added at impluse.
"Let's go!" Risa said, as if no one heard her the first time.
"Why are you in such a rush?" Nali asked.
"Because someday I'm going to be a Phantom Thief's wife," Risa explained, crossing her arms. I felt a fury rise up in me. Thats impossible! No way will you marry Dark!
"Has he told you that?" I asked, also crossing my arms.
"N-no. But it's true," she defended. Risa move her arms so that she had her hands on her hips.
"So, you're so sure of yourself just because one boy had a crush on you? A boy who has moved on, no less," I said. Dark had filled me in doing the day, giving me something to do.
"Mr. Dark and I have been on dates," she said.
"So? Dark likes to go on dates, it doesn't matter who with. Trust me on that," I said. My heart was beating fast, this advice was just too personal for me.
"Why should I trust you? It seems like you love Mr. Dark, too," Risa protested. Baka.
"You really want to know why you should trust me on that?" I asked her, while refusing to respond to her true statement.
"Yes, I do," she said. I took a deep breath. This might bring up some painful memories.
"When I was alive the first time, I had two suitors. Dark and Krad. My family knew about the whole DNA thing. My father also knew how Nali and I were going to free Dark and Krad. So, he offered my hand in marriage to Dark. Dark refused, and so Father asked Krad. He accepted," I said.
"So you're married?" Riku asked. I shook my head.
"She was engaged. I wonder if that is still intact," Nali said, and it seemed like she was thinking out loud at the end.
"What kind of bond did your father use?" Satoshi asked, pushing his glasses up.
"A blood one, and it was wished upon the stars," I answered. I remembered that day painfully well. I had been pushing that memory away, but it always came back. I had held it off enough so that I had only glimpes, but now it was blocking all my senses.
Dark walked in. "You wanted to see me, sir?" he asked Father. "Yes, it is about my daughter. I offer you Midori's hand in marriage," Father said. My heart beat fast, and butterflies stormed about in my stomach. I was filled with hope, as I had recently discovered that I cared for Dark more then as a brother.
Dark looked taken back at the offer. He looked my father right in the eye, something few people did. Only because my father was a tall man with a red bread and hair to match, his eyes were deep purple, and he had a look of anger in them. "I cannot take your daughter's hand in marriage," Dark said. I felt nothing but sadness. I couldn't feel the soft silk of my green dress, of the uncomfortable hardness of my matching green shoes. I couldn't even feel my beating heart in my chest, it seemed to be gone, torn out.
"Even though you are going to be realsed from your tamer's body?" Father demanded. "Yes sir. I cannot marry your daughter," Dark answered. "Why not?" Father asked, his voice becoming thunderous. "I do not love her," Dark said, as if it was no big deal. Suddenly, I felt something. Pure pain. "Leave us!" Father thundered. Dark bowed and left. When I heard the door click, silent tears fell down my face. It took all of my will to stop myself from sobbing loudly. As the tears continued to fall, my body shook just a bit as a sob would escape.
"Midori, that thief is not worth those tears. I only offered him your hand because I know you love him. I've summoned Krad, he'll accept your hand if I offer it. Dry your tears now," Father said. His words were like draggers into my heart. I loved Krad only as a brother. I took a couple of deep breathes, wiped my tears, and became emontionless for my father.
Krad walked in. "Sir, you wished to speak with me?" Krad asked. "Yes, I offer you my daughter, Midori's hand in marriage," Father said. "I would gladly marry Princess Midori," Krad answered. My father smiled. "Then shall we do a bond?" Father asked, and Krad nodded in response. Father stood as Krad and I faced each other. I put out my right hand as Krad put out his left. Father began.
"Dear stars in heaven, I wish for my daughter's happiness. Though this blood bond, I bring these two together in engagment for marriage. Krad Hikari, do you accept?" Father said in a clear, crisp voice. "Yes," Krad said, his voice also clear and crisp. "Midori Saiwa, do you accept?" Father asked me. "Yes," I whispered. Father made a cut on my hand, right in the middle of my palm. It strung only a little, seeing as I forced numbness upon myself. Krad grabbed my hand and held on tight, as if comforting me. I held on tight to his hand, it was a single comfort in my world of pain.
I looked down at my right hand. The scar was still there, it was paler then the rest of my skin. It's pure white stood out againest my peachy pale skin. That day...that day was the day I turned to stone. I felt my eyes water up, and a single tear fell onto my scar.
"Midori, what's wrong?" Daisuke asked, sweetly. I felt Nali put her hand on my head. She made me look at her, with her blue eyes looking closely into my green ones for a second. It was as if she was reading the pain there, and finding out what had caused it. Then she pulled me into a hug. Why am I crying? Why?
"Why am I crying?" I asked. What was this feeling? I felt so confused as that memory. I felt sorrow, yet happiness inside. It was a bittersweet feeling.
Krad's POV
I watched through Master Satoshi's eyes. Watched as her expression became distant. I knew she was remembering that day, it was something I, myself, did often. I saw that memory at least once a day, the memory of when I was offered her hand in marriage. I had seen heartbreak as clear as day in her eyes. It was that day that I truly started to hate Mousy. Before it had just made sense to hate him. Starting that day, I had one true reason to hate Mousy, he had hurt her.
She came back to the present, and looked down at the scar that marked her right palm. Tears welled up in her bright green eyes, and I looked away as a tear hit that scar. When I looked back, she was being hugged by her sister.
"Why ma I crying?" she asked, her voice full of wonder and curiosity. Yet there was a tone in her voice that I had heard only once before in that small voice. 'Yes,' was the echo that rang in my head. Her whispered answered's echo was just was full of bitter-sweetness as the real time she had whispered it.
"Is it because I'm sad? Is it because I'm happy? I don't really know. I guess it's a bittersweet memory," she whispered. That tone was all the emotion I heard in her voice. That feeling of bitter-sweetness.
A/N: Amant Berceuse is French for lover's lullaby. I made up this lullaby. Thank you for reading! Please review! DMKH :)
