DNAngel II

Trixter Dark Version

Satoshi crawled over to his former classmate. "I'm sorry." he mumbled to Daisuke's sleeping form on the battle scarred ground. "I'm so sorry."

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'Satoshi'

Daisuke stood still. Part of him wanted to move closer, but something else told him to stay put. "It's been five years Satoshi. Five years."

The battle hadn't lasted long, but in the end Dark and Krad disappeared during the re-sealing of Argentine. The old castle tower Argentine had been using was now in worse condition. Satoshi had contained him in a fetus like state in chains, right after the final explosaion.

Satoshi could barely move. He looked over his surrondings. 'Harada-san' had been escorted away by the police ages ago.

Satoshi crawled over to his former classmate. "I'm sorry." He mumbled to his classmate's sleeping form on the batttle scarred ground."I'm sorry."

He struggled to stand up, kneeled down again and pulled Daisuke onto his back. He felt a sharp pain in his knee as he began to carry the boy, but ignored it. The blue haired boy carried Daisuke all the way home, struggling to keep conciousness.

When he arrived at the Niwa's he buzzed the doorway, after realizing Daisuke had left his keys at home. Emiko and Kosuke answered the door, the mother in shock.

"Oh my God..Daisuuke!" She grabbed for her sleeping son, pulling him into her arms.

Satoshi turned to leave, and collapsed on the spot.

Satoshi stayed (he was forced to) with the Niwas for the next two days. As a result, he gained two pounds (Emiko overfed him).

The second night. He quietly made his way for the front door, stopping when a familiar voice called him.

"Satoshi."

He turned around to see Daisuke. "Er...Hiwatari-kun..Where are you going?" He didn't want to give him an answer. "Are you going to 'leave' again?" Satoshi looked at him a bit longer. "Yes. For awhile" He turned to leave. "Wait! You are..coming back,right?" Satoshi knew it wasn't a queston. "In a year or two, probably."

It was a promise.

And with that, he walked out of Daisuke's life. For the next five years,ofcourse.

"We were all worried when you left like that, you know?" Daisuke huffed. "So, what took you five whole years to come back?" Satoshi took a seat on his couch. "First, I had to find a proper place for argentine. Then I stayed in Europe and received another degree."

"In what?"

"Teaching."

"Oh." Daisuke scratched his head. 'Am I prying too much?' He looked up at satoshi again.'Am I over-reacting? Of course not! It's been five years!" Daisuke poured himself a glass of water. "So um..You're the new Art history teacher?" He offered Satoshi a cup and he nodded. "mmhmm." Daisuke sweatdropped.'I forgot how hard it was to talk with him...'

The phone wrang and Daisuke nearly lunged for it,anything to break the silence. Satoshi got it first, however.

"Hello,Satoshi Hikari speaking. Yes. He is." Daisuke sat down. "Afternoon, Ms. Niwa." Daisuke sputtered on his water. "mom? What is she-" He was interrupted by her bellowing voice. "No!No!No! Call me Emiko-san!" Satoshi sweatdropped "Emiko-san. mmhmm. You want to talk to hi?" Daisuke slowly began to tiptoe away. "I think he just went to the-"

"Daaissuuuke! Mommy wants to have a talk with you!!" The red head put the phone to his ear. "Hello"

"Daisuke are you okay? What's he doing there? After all these years? Are you both eating well?"

"Mom, It's only been fifteen minutes. And how did you get this number?"

"Oops! Gotta run, sweetie! Talk to you kater,bye! Click!"

Daisuke put the phone back on it's charger.

"Um..Sorry."

Gotta run.Gotta go. Tomorrow, hopefuly an update for SkFn. Bye people.