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DARK'S POV

"Come on Dai. It'll be fun."

"Dark, why do you keep calling me Dai?" Does he seriously think he can change the subject? Nice try midget.

"Because you answer to it. Now quit trying to change the subject. Let's go somewhere and chill out. This place is killing me," I said fully turning in his direction. He looked as if he was actually thinking about going so I pushed further. "We can go see a movie or something. Maybe just go for a drive, or I can get us a room." He glared at me furiously. "I was kidding about the room. Damn, you have no sense of humor."

"What if we get caught? I don't want to get in trouble, especially not on my first day here," Dai said, bringing his hand to his forehead. He was pacing back and forth, looking up at me every now and then.

"We won't get caught, and if we do, you can say I kidnapped you. You'll have permission to kick my ass. I promise I won't fight back." A little smile appeared on his face.

"No Dark. They'll know you didn't kidnap me, because I can't lie worth a shit and it wouldn't be far off to assume that I'd be all too willing to go with you."

"Forget about what they assume. They wouldn't be able to prove that I didn't kidnap you. Besides, I can lie my ass off. I bet if I told the whole school I screwed every teacher on staff, they'd believe me," I said, leaning against the building.

"Did you?," Daisuke asked, his eyes wide with wonder.

"No. Not all of them." His jaw dropped, the cutest expression I have ever seen. "I'm kidding Dai. I don't screw teachers. It'd give me an unfair advantage compared to everyone else."

"Oh. I just don't wanna get in trouble."

"Dai, quit being a pussy. Nothing bad's gonna happen." He's so cute when he's scared.

"I'm not a pussy." A flare of anger gleamed in his eyes. Fuck getting a room, I almost took him right there.

"Then shut up and at least act like you've got a pair," I said walking towards the parking lot. It was silent for a while, but the quiet was broken as I heard light footsteps coming to follow me.

"What about our stuff?," Daisuke said grabbing my arm to catch up. What I wouldn't give to pull him closer to me. He let go once he was at my side. I looked at him and he blushed slightly. Come on. You can blush better than that.

"It'll still be there tomorrow. I highly doubt someone is just waiting to steal our books. 'Oh they left?! Get the history book! Quick!'," I said, making like a little stalker-thief. Daisuke chuckled.

"Well, where are we going to go?"

"I don't know. Let's just get off campus, then we'll decide where to go," I said taking his hand and pulling him through the cars. I glanced at him quickly and saw the blush I'd been waiting for. Good boy. =]

"Wait. You drive?," Daisuke asked tugging my hand a little. I had just realized he'd laced out fingers together, each one in a separate embrace. Daisuke noticed me staring at them and withdrew his hand, turning a deep red color. He looked off trying to hide the thing I found so fascinating.

"No, I'm just showing you the cars of our school," I said bluntly, my hand still tingling from its deprived warmth. Daisuke pushed my arm, pouting.

"Why are you so sarcastic?," he asked placing his hand on his hip. I swear, give him a wig and panty hose, he would have more guys drooling over him than Risa. I laughed at the thought.

"Why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?," I tossed back, still laughing at the thought of Daisuke in drag.

"Don't answer my questions with questions. And why are you laughing?," Daisuke said pulling his hair in frustration.

"Hey, hey. Chill out Dai. You don't like sarcasm. I get it," I said tugging on the front of his shirt so he would look at me. His face burned as he looked at my hand, like I flipped a switch and turned him on.

"No, I don't mind sarcasm, but you make me feel so stupid. Belittled even. It's just a little unnerving," he said, looking around like he was trying to avoid staring directly at me.

"Come here," I whispered, pulling his chin to face me. He took a step towards me and I wrapped my arm around his waist. He moved closer, enclosing me in his arms, burying his face in my chest. He smelled like a mixture of pine and cinnamon. Damn. Okay, I'll let him go when he lets go. Why the fuck am I negotiating with myself? "I'm sorry. Forgot you were so damn sensitive."

"Shut up," he said laughing. "Let's just go before people start looking for us." He pulled away, and I stuck to my terms of negotiation. I let go of him and took his hand in mine. He laced our fingers again. I was unsure whether he was aware of it, or if it was just automatic, but I held no protest.

"Maybe we should just go to my place. My mom doesn't get home until six, and my dad not until nine," I said as we neared my car.

"You drive a van?," Daisuke asked, clearly taken aback. I burst into laughter and handed him my keys. He stared at them and pressed the button that unlocked the car. He jumped as he heard the beep of the car, his eyes widening as he turned. "A Lotus? Are you fucking kidding me?," he said in shock. "That's like a house!" It was a black Lotus Elise with black leather seats. The seats had purple trim upholstery to complement the purple tinted windows and neon glow beneath the car. A little ostentacious, yes, but I love it.Daisuke stood in front of it as if he was afraid to get any closer.

"Well if I were to live in it, I guess people would understand," I said chuckling to myself. Daisuke still had that wide-eyed expression on his face, twitching minutely. "You wanna drive it?"

"What?! Dark I don't have a license and what if we got in a wreck? I would kill us, or worse kill the car! Do you even have a license?," Daisuke said frantically. He was pacing once again.

"Dai, chill. You won't kill us. I trust you, even though I just met you like 4 hours ago. Don't worry about the car either. It's insured. Come on. Get in," I said jumping into the passenger seat, avoiding the license question, because yes, I don't have one.

"I don't even know where you live. School will be out before we even find your house," he said, getting into the driver's seat.

"Then just go to your house."

"We can't Dark. My mom's home and I'll get in trouble. Fear shone in his eyes like a caged animal about to be sold.

"Fine, I'll just give you directions to my house," I said smiling at the panicked look he gave me. He started up the car and checked his mirrors, stopping to look at me. "Don't pay attention to me. I'll direct you when we get on the road, but for now just back out of the parking space." He nodded and we started moving forward. "Dai! Reverse! Do you want to hit the car in front of you?"

"Shit! I'm sorry. Now shh! I'm trying to concentrate," he squeaked, shrinking into the seat. I put my seat belt on and he pulled out of the parking space. After 10 minutes, we got to the exit of the parking lot.

"Take a left here," I said looking out the window. "What the fuck Dai? Not yet! There are like hella cars coming dude and you don't even have your blinker on!" He was breathing unsteadily and gripping the steering wheel like he was clinging on to dear life.

"You see why I don't have my license?," he asked feigning a laugh with the panic still on his face.

"Okay, I'll drive," I said all too happy to get him out of the driver's seat. He opened the door quicker than the blink of an eye. I walked around the front of the car and took the driver's seat. Dai sat in the passenger seat, shaking. "It's cool Dai. You didn't do so bad." He nodded and looked out the window as we left the parking lot.

"D-dark, are you sure you can drive," Daisuke said holding onto the back of his headrest. I raised an eyebrow at him and he eyed the speedometer. I was pushing 90 in a 45.

"Oh sorry about that. Zoned out for a second." I laughed as his expression became a mixture of fear and utter shock. "I'm kidding. Damn it. You've got to loosen up. Get laid or something." Daisuke looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language. He blushed fiercely and turned away. H-he's a...a virgin? Oh my fucking lanta. "Dude? You?"

"Drop it, Dark," he whined like a little kid begging his mom for candy.

I was astounded, but dropped the subject anyway. A few minutes later we arrived at the neighborhood. "Hey, this looks like my neighborhood," Daisuke said watching the houses fly by. I remained silent waiting until he realized that it was his neighborhood. "Oh my god Dark! That's my house! My mom might see me. What the fuck? Why are you slowing down? Don't park in these people's driveway! They might get mad at us!," he said frantically as I got out of the car.

"Your mom won't see you, if you hurry up and get out of the damn car. Why are you so scared?," I said struggling to keep a smile off of my face. He got out of the car, covering his face as if his mom wouldn't be able to know him by his hair.

"Well she can see me at any moment and now we're in some random person's driveway. Why the house right next to mine?"

"Daisuke, it's my driveway," I said beginning to laugh. He blushed a violent red and turned away, laughing also.

"You're a dick. Why didn't you say something earlier?," he asked, punching my arm.

"Because I wanted to see what would happen, and like I thought, your reaction is priceless."

"Whatever. Let's go before my mom really does see me." Just as he said it, a woman with short brown hair emerged from his house. She wiped her hands on her apron, smiling and waving as she came over.

"Daisuke?," she asked unsure if it was really him. All of the color drained from Daisuke's cheeks and a pained expression dawned over his features. He looked to me for support, but I just shrugged, not knowing what to tell him. He rolled his eyes at me before turning to meet his mother's gaze. So fucking adorable.

"H-hey Mom," Daisuke said. His voice wavering.

"Why aren't you at school, honey?," Mrs. Niwa inquired with a confused look on her face.

"W-well," Daisuke began before I interrupted him.

"Dai-chan wasn't feeling well, so I offered to take him home," I said, using Daisuke's loss of color as leverage for my deceit. They both looked at me and Mrs. Niwa's eyes grew wide.

"Oh thank you, but you should have called me. All the trouble you went through," she said as she surveyed Daisuke's appearance.

"It was no trouble. I live right here, so it wasn't a problem."

"That's so sweet of you to help. Would you like to come over and have lunch with us? We'd love to have you." Daisuke looked down, blushing and Mrs. Niwa looked at me, then to him.

"That would be great Mrs. Niwa, although I don't want to impose." I couldn't resist taking her up on her offer. I was totally famished after skipping lunch and it would be rude to decline flat-out. Besides, spending more time with Daisuke is a bonus in itself.

"It's no imposition, I assure you. Oh, just call me Emiko. Mrs. Niwa makes me feel so old," Emiko chided taking my arm and pulling me toward her house. I looked at Daisuke and he laughed as I was literally dragged inside. "What's your name, again?"

"Oh sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Dark, Dark Mousy," I said taking a seat on the couch.

"What a nice name. I'm sure you and Daisuke will be great friends." I smiled at Daisuke and he returned it, pantomiming the fact that his mom was psycho. Emiko floated through the living room and into the kitchen, dragging Daisuke along with her. "He's so cute Dai-chan. He'd make the perfect boyfriend. Well-mannered and so sweet." I could hear her cooing through the kitchen doors. Not one for discretion I suppose.

"What? Mom! Don't say things like that. I have never even dated a guy."

"You've never dated a girl either, so what was I to assume? Besides, if you were gay, I would love you all the same. It even makes me happier, to be honest, because now I can talk to you about so much more than I could if you were straight."

"What do you mean if I were straight? What makes you think I'm not?"

"Well why are you getting so defensive?"

"I-I...Don't worry about it, Mom."

"Aw! You're so cute!! Dai-chan you're blushing! Let me get my camera!" I could hear Emiko jumping up and down. I couldn't help, but to laugh.

"Be quiet Mom. He can probably hear you."

"Oh hush. I won't say anything, I promise."

"There's nothing to say," Daisuke said as he exited the kitchen. He looked at me. I was sitting on the couch, toying with the tassels of a cream-colored pillow. "Dark. You wanna play videogames or something while we wait," Daisuke asked, running his hand through his hair. Oh I could think of tons of games we could play that don't require controllers.

"Yeah, sure. What games do you have?" I stood up, mentally slapping myself. I'm so perverted.

"I dunno. Like random ones. I've got Oblivion, C.O.D 4, Gears of War, and GTA San Andreas," he said walking towards the stairs. Pictures of him were lined up along the walls. God, you're so adorable.

"Grand Theft Auto is cool. I've got I, II, II, and Vice City at home. By the way, do you have Live?" I was trying my hardest not to stare at his ass. I failed miserably.

"Uh yeah. I'll give you my gamer tag later," he said as we reached his room. I just nodded and followed him in. Why do I feel so awkward?

Daisuke's room was large with deep blue walls. There were three massive windows on the far wall, bringing light into the room. One of the windows was directly across from mine. I had watched him through that window numerous times the week after he arrived. Not in like a creepy stalker sort of way, but more out of curiosity. He had looked so lonely, lying on his bed, talking to that rabbit. I wanted nothing more than to make him smile, I thought as I walked in. I sat down on the couch, in front of his television, still lost in thought.

"Dark? You alright?," Daisuke asked, holding out a controller for me. He must have been talking to me. I looked at him for a moment, then took the controller.

"Huh? Yeah. Did you say something?" He stared at me as if expecting a confession. I couldn't look him in the eye. "What?," I asked, feeling guilty for a reason unknown to myself.

"What's wrong?" This time his voice was more demanding and he moved to sit in front of me on the floor. His crimson eyes stared up at me as if they could pierce my soul.

"Nothing really. I'm fine, Dai," I said, leaning towards him, placing my elbows on my knees. He frowned, eyeing me suspiciously.

"You sure dude? I thought you were gonna go psycho and like off yourself," he said, cocking his head to one side.

"Why does every keep saying that? I'm fine. I'm not depressed or at suicide risk. I was just thinking. Come one, let's just play the game, Dr. Phil," I laughed, as I began to create a new game. Daisuke laughed as well and took a seat next to me on the couch. His thigh brushed past mine as he plopped down, sending surges of heat down my left side. He moved over quickly as he felt me flinch.

"Sorry," he apologized, touching my shoulder. He looked at his hand and pulled it back quickly, sitting on his hands. He blushed bright red, averting his eyes to the ground.

"Relax Dai. Jesus Christ, you're gonna stress yourself out trying to avoid touching me. I really don't mind." He chuckled and sank into the couch.

"Dark." He sounded worried again, making me get a little agitated. I set down the controller and stared at him. He looked down, fidgeting with his hands. "Why did you..." He trailed off, biting his lip. "N-never mind."

"Just ask me." I turned to face him on the couch.

"Why did you kiss me? You don't have to answer that. I was just curious," he said, finally looking directly at me.

"I-I don't know," I said, truly oblivious to the reason why. I acted on impulse. He just looked so innocent bursting into the room. I wanted to taint him. I think I was even envious of his purity. I could feel him staring at me then, not with a look of contempt, but a look of confusion. How could I explain it to him?It's hard to explain. Honestly, I was curious to see how you'd react, but part of me just wanted to see what it would be like. Kissing you, I mean. It wasn't just random, I couldn't get the mental picture out of my head the whole class period. Then you stood beside me and it was just the perfect opportunity, I guess. Just stupid. Forget about it." I waited for him to respond, but he just stared at me blankly, blinking not once. "Daisuke?"

Daisuke snapped from his "zombie mode" and straight up jumped me. His kiss was urgent, almost needy. He pulled back and stared at me nervously, trembling.

"Oh god. I'm so sorry," he said shooting up from the couch. "I don't know why I did that. I-" I silenced him, crushing my lips to his. He kissed me back tangling his fingers in my hair. I pulled him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist. "Ugh," he moaned as I nipped and sucked at his throat. I wanted to mark him. To leave my presence on his body. A signature on the artist's masterpiece. He pulled himself closer, grinding his hips onto me, gasping into my neck. I winced as he dug his nails into my shirt. I laid him on the couch and pulled his shirt off, revealing his flawless torso. His pale skin contrasting against the charcoal couch.

Daisuke pulled my head back down, sealing our lips again. I licked his bottom lip, begging for entrance, which he gave me. My tongue rolled over his, searching his mouth and taking in his flavor. I placed my knee between his thighs, rubbing it against him. He moaned, rocking against it in time with me. I trailed hot kisses alng his collar bone, moving down to his now hard nipples. I teased him with my teeth, wrenching even more moans from his luscious lips. I noticed his rabbit hiding under the bed, watching us.

"Boys," Emiko called as she walked up the stairs.

"Shh Dai, your mom's coming," I said, kissing his shoulder. A look of unparalleled fear masked his face. There was a knock at the door and I flew off of Daisuke, taking my previous seat and pretending to work on my San Andreas character. I tossed him his shirt and he yanked it on quickly, taking a seat on the floor; his pants bulging in the front. He glared at my smirk, flicking me off to add to his anger. You started it.

"Boys, lunch is ready. Wash up and come down to eat." We nodded all too quickly and she eyed us suspiciously. "You guys get a fan or something in here. It's like a sauna. My goodness," she said as she turned to leave.

DAISUKE'S POV

I watched as my mom strode from the room. What the hell was I thinking, kissing him like that? I'm just as rude as he is, but I could just be evening the score. The score. What is this? A game? No, I was just taking him up on his offer and like he said he would. He made me scream. Damn.

"Dai, let's go. Your mom's waiting," Dark said standing by the door, still smirking. I got up and followed him out, seething.

"Dai-chan what's wrong?," my mom asked as she plated food.

"Nothing. Why?"

"You look a little mad, is all." She went back to plating food.

"Hah. A little mad? I'm pissed. Why does Dark always get his way? I just wanna wipe that smirk off his face. It's so annoying, but it makes me want him. Why does he have to be so fucking hot? I'm straight. Yeah right. Not anymore." I heard Dark laughing at me and realized that I was saying all this shit out loud. My mom stared at me in shock, nearly dropping the plate she was holding. Heat chewed my up and spat me out. My whole body must have been blushing. "Oh my god."

"Dai-chan! That's so cute!!! Oh my god! My little boy's first crush!," Mom squealed, with her hands to her face. Dark had tears running down his face, he was laughing so much. I sank into my chair, too embarrassed to be mad. I started laughing too.

Just then the doorbell rang and I rose to answer it. Mom and Dark were still chuckling as I left the room. I opened the door to find a tall blond leaning against the door frame. His long hair was pulled back in a pony tail and he stared at me through tawny eyes.

"Hi. My name is Krad. I live next door," he said as I silently motioned him to come inside. "And you are?"

"Sorry. I'm Niwa Daisuke. Um, how can I help you?," I said shaking his hand.

"I was just coming to see if my dumb-ass brother was here. Purple-haired lecher," Krad said, rolling his eyes.

"Uh yeah, he's here. We were just about to have some lunch. Would you like to join us?"

"No, I'm sorry, but I have to decline and Dark won't be able to stay either."

"Oh, ok. Well I'll just go get him," I said turning towards the kitchen doors.

"You do that." What a dick. He even looks like he would be stuck up. Dark's brother huh? Well at least good looks run in the family.

"Dark, your brother's here to get you." Dark scoffed and stood from his seat.

"Fuck. Pardon my language Emiko. I'm truly sorry I can't stay for lunch. Thank you anyway. I'll see you later Dai," he said with a sad look on his face. I walked him to the door. Krad was already in his car. "Krad is such a douche, I swear."

"Hah, I noticed that," I said adjusting my voice to sound like Krad's. Dark laughed and walked outside.

"I'll see you tomorrow," he said, waving.

I nodded and watched as he got in the car and took off.

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