A/N: Yes! Chapter seven! And oh so very soon! I'm very happy. Here we finally meet someone that is very important to the entire sieres! I'm not telling who, but she's got a split personality, though some will say she's purely evil. Anyways, here's chapter seven!

Disclaimer: oh, yes, the wonderful disclaimer! --ahem--DNAngel will never belong to me. Sad, but true. And also, I do no own the song "Moments"--it belongs to the wonderful Ayumi Hamasaki.

.:Chapter Seven : Kokoro's Heart and Miyako:.

It had turned out that Miyako had indeed agreed to go on the "date" with Satoshi. As soon as school was over, Satoshi and her began to walk to the museum since it would be better that way and they would not have to worry about waiting for a driver.

"Hiwatari," Miyako began, looking back at the bluenette.

"Yeah?" Satoshi asked, looking at her for a moment.

"Why are we going to a museum?" she asked.

"I just want you to come with me so I can show you some paintings," Satoshi said with a shrug. "You are a very artistic person, aren't you?"

"Well, I guess."

"That's why I'm taking you to the art museum so that you can see some paintings that you would not be able to see over in France."

Miyako stopped and smiled. "You're so sweet," she giggled, then said: "but you really have to stop lying to me."

"How am I lying?" Satoshi asked.

"I know that you're only hanging around me because Dark is planning on stealing this tonight," she said, pointing to the necklace that was still hanging around her neck.

"Now, how would you know that?" Satoshi asked, rather curious.

"Have you really forgotten that Takeshi is my cousin?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, right," he chuckled. "How silly of me."

Miyako watched him as he laughed. It was rather annoying for her. It took her a while to figure it out, but that afternoon she had gotten a call from her favorite brother--which she had made up with days ago--that told her to be careful since Dark had sent a message that said:

Tonight, Kokoro's heart, shall be mine.
12 midnight, that's when, my sweetheart.
Signed the divine Dark.

"Why didn't you just tell me that he was going to come after me for the necklace?!" she snapped, making some of the passersby stop and stare at the two.

"I guess I didn't want to trouble you with those things."

"You're lying again!" she snapped.

Satoshi did not answer her though; he just continued to stare at her.

One of the girls that had heard that part of their conversation passed behind Miyako and whispered to her friend: "I think it's a lovers quarrel."

Her friend said: "Yeah, and I guess he's been caught cheating. How sad."

Miyako, slightly embarrassed by the situation at had turned a light pink.

"Look," she said, trying to regain control of herself, "If that is the only reason that you actually wanted to have me come with you than I guess I should just head home. At least there I'll be able to hide and not have to worry about--"

"The broken pieces of your dream,
Pierce my heart…"

Miyako froze hearing this voice again. She looked at Satoshi.

"Leaving the pain…"

"Do you hear that?" Miyako asked him.

He stared at her. "Hear what?"

"That I should never forget…."

Miyako looked at him, desperate. "Are you saying you can't hear that song?"

Satoshi shook his head.

"If my life is transient like a flower,
I'll be in full bloom by your side…"

"But there's…"

The voice, the same voice she had heard many years before when her parents had died, was singing this song. Any other person would have thought of the song to be a beautiful song, but Miyako heard the truth of it and it was rather painful.

"And after watching your smile…"

Miyako felt a strong pain in her chest and gripped onto it tightly, gasping for breath. Not being able to control her body any more, she felt her knees buckle and she fell down onto the ground, her entire body shaking violently.

"I'll fall alone, quietly…"

Miyako felt the whole world become a blur. She only caught the gasps of surprise coming from the crowd and heard Satoshi calling out to her.

"How was the scenery you saw…"

The voice continued to sing and as it grew Miyako noticed a pair of green eyes that were like hers, only darker. She stared into them, entranced as she fell into a pit of darkness.

"When you were pushed into an abyss of despair…"

.:Later that Day:.

Satoshi had been in the hospital room with Miyako since they had arrived. He had not seen her awaken since they had gotten there, but thankfully she was stable.

("How sad,") Krad muttered, looking at the girl from the corner of his eye.

"Funny," Satoshi said to Krad. "You're taking pity on her? What's happening to you, Krad?"

Krad chuckled. ("Its not that, Satoshi-sama.")

"Fine," Satoshi sighed, "I'll let you live in denial for a little while longer."

("Since when the hell am I living in denial?")

Before Satoshi got a chance to answer, the young girl stirred in her sleep. He turned back and looked at her.

"About time you wake up," he said, smirking.

Miyako's green eyes studied him for a moment, as if to make sure it was actually him, then, when she registered what he said and where she was, her eyes snapped open and she sat up on the bed in a single motion.

"Why am I here?" she asked, looking around the room. When she did not get an answer, Miyako looked at Satoshi. "Hiwatari--"

"You fainted on the streets," he said simply. "We called the ambulance and, well, here you are."

She looked at him, sadness filling her eyes. "I'm sorry I caused you trouble."

"Don't worry about it." Satoshi smiled. "You cause me enough trouble since you got here that I'm becoming accustomed to it."

Miyako looked at him for a moment and blushed. She turned her head and looked at her hands, one which had an IV inserted in it.

"Why did you--" she began but stopped.

"What?" he asked her.

"Nothing."

A silence filled the room and Miyako felt tears filling her eyes. Not really caring if Satoshi saw her cry, she reached up and wiped her tears.

"Why are you crying?" Satoshi asked her, trying to remain cool, but something was telling him that he should be worried.

"I don't know," Miyako laughed as she continued to wipe the tears from her eyes. "I guess I just feel like crying."

"Hmm," Satoshi said as she continued to stare at him with sad eyes. Not being able to bare those eyes he looked down at the ground.

"Hiwatari," she began then stopped when she noticed his glare from underneath the locks of blue hair that covered his eyes.

"I want to know."

Miyako stared at him for a moment, raised eyebrows. "Know what?"

"Everything," he snapped. "Tell me everything you know about that Hikari girl!"

He glanced up at her, eyes blazing with rage. It frightened her terribly and she began to tremble under his gaze. Something was horribly wrong with this. Horribly wrong.

"Hiwatari!"

"Tell me about the girl and--" he snapped rushing towards her and grabbing a hold of her hand tightly. "--about that necklace of yours!"

The pain in her arm was great and she felt like he was going to break it any second now. Not wanting to give into his demands she changed the subject, saying that his grip on her was painful.

"Tell me now, damn it!" he said, annoyed at the way she spoke to him.

The tone in his voice had changed. No. His entire voice had changed. It was not that cool voice that would always remain so during whatever was going on. It was a different voice and she recognized it immediately.

When Miyako looked up she did not stare into eyes that were the icy blue of a frozen lake, but instead into eyes, golden, like the sun, yet never as warm.

"Krad!" she gasped.

"Well," he smirked, "its about time that boy let me out! Now--" he said, turning his attention back to Miyako, "what were you about to tell to my Satoshi-sama?"

Miyako was smart, and if she were dumb she would have asked him if he was Satoshi, which was something she would never in a million years do, especially when she saw Satoshi transform into Krad right in front of her. But, for some odd reason, Miyako was not thinking normally, and the question slipped from her mouth.

"Are you Hiwatari?" she asked him, knowing the answer.

Krad chuckled. "What a stupid question. I thought you were smarter than you're acting, girl!"

Miyako whimpered and pulled away, but he held on fast and pulled her back closer to him.

"What do you want from me?!" she snapped.

"That," he said.

Miyako noticed him gazing at her chest, but when she followed it she noticed that it was not her chest exactly, but the necklace that hung around her neck. Her eyes widened and her head snapped back up.

"There's no way in hell anybody's getting this!" she shouted, finding her confidence in the sea of nerves.

"Idiot girl," he grinned.

Miyako stared at him as his hand reached down to grab the pendant. As an instinct to protect herself, she slapped his hand away and grabbed onto the necklace tightly with that same hand.

Krad, impressed with her will to fight back, smirked at her and released her from his grip. With a gasp of relief, Miyako let her hand fall to her side and groaned as she felt it had gone numb. Before she could do anything else, Krad pulled out a pure white feather and cast a spell under his breath.

Pain shot through her now frozen body. She felt her body being squeezed so tightly that it was constricting her breathing and she could feel every bit of blood pumping throughout her entire body. Miyako's eyes dilated as the pain increased. This time she was sure her lungs and body would burst.

"Ahh!" she screamed as she finally gave into Krad's sadistic ways.

Pleased, though not enough, Krad increased the amount of pressure that was being applied to the girl.

("Stop it!") Satoshi screeched. ("Stop it! You're hurting her!")

"Not yet," Krad said after a moment. Again, he increased the pain, and Miyako screamed once more, unable to take much of the pain.

("Why are you doing this to her?! She hasn't done anything to you!")

"All she has to do is let her out."

Satoshi froze. ("Who?")

"Kokoro."

Miyako screamed once more, then stopped. She had fainted from the pain. Krad, deciding that there was no point in torturing someone who was unconscious, stopped and held the feather at his side.

Staring at the girl with disgust, he frowned. "I hate people like her," he told no one in particular.

("I thought you said she was your type,") Satoshi said to him.

"Not her," Krad said, oddly cool and collected. "Her other half."

("Other half?") Satoshi repeated.

"Yes," Krad answered. "Her other half: Kokoro."

Satoshi did not understand what was going on. Was it possible that Miyako was just like him and Daisuke and that she was able to transform into another person entirely?

("Is she just like me and Niwa?") Satoshi asked.

"In a way, Satoshi-sama, she is."

Satoshi did not say anything to Krad; he just sat there alone in silence. There were things, unexplainable and strange, happening to them, and Satoshi wanted them to end. He wanted for things to go back to the way they were before this girl appeared, when it was clear to him what everything was and where he stood.

"Hi-Hiwatari…" Miyako murmured, her head turning over to one side.

Krad sighed and transformed into Satoshi again because he did not want to be there when Miyako woke. Satoshi stood there, shocked by Krad's actions.

Miyako, now opening her eyes wide, saw Satoshi standing by the side of her bed, exactly where Krad had stood, and, deciding that it would be better for her to be away from both of the boys, she decided to leave.

"Ouch!" she grimaced as she tried to sit up.

"Taketani, are you alright?" Satoshi asked, hoping that she had forgotten about Krad. But when he reached out to help her Miyako pulled away from him, tears filling her eyes.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed as the tears fell from her eyes like waterfalls.

Satoshi's blue eyes widened and he, reluctantly, put his hand back down by his side. "I'm sorry," he said miserably.

The words made Miyako stop sobbing for a moment. When she looked up at him she saw him looking, not at her, but at the floor.

"I couldn't control Krad and he hurt you," he stated, "For that, I'm sorry."

"What do you mean you couldn't control him?!" Miyako asked, sounding more enraged than she actually felt. "How can you not control someone who--"

Her outburst of anger was stopped in mid-sentence. Instead of shouting she felt another sharp pain in her body, but not knowing where it was coming from made her worried. She reached for her chest and clutched at it tightly, trying to stop the pain, but during that action she grabbed a hold of the necklace. The locket, again, was beating, this time extremely fast. Too fast.

"Crap!" Miyako managed to gasp out, before she fainted.

"Taketani!" Satoshi cried as he reached out to grab her before she fell off the other end of the bed.

Too late.

Miyako fell off the bed and hit the floor with a loud thud. Her head slammed onto the floor and he heard a sickening "thump." He rushed over the bed and to the other side, hoping to see her alright, but unconscious.

What he saw was more than he could have expected.

Miyako was pushing herself off the floor, eyes covered by long bangs, that were now a darker shade of green and had grown five or six inches in the course of the next two seconds. Her aura seemed to have changed as well--it was darker.

"Taketani?" Satoshi asked her, trying to help her up.

"Don't touch me," she snapped, "you filth!"

Miyako would have said the first part, but never would she call anyone filth unless she was truly pissed off.

"First of all, nobody but those who are allowed, may touch me," the girl said, in a different voice. "And secondly, I'm not who you think I am."

When Satoshi was finally able to look into the girl's eyes he noticed that they were a darker green. They were also cold. Extremely cold.

"Then who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Asazawa Kokoro."

.:End of Chapter:.

A/N: Finally, chapter seven. Now we met Kokoro. Here's a little clue that can help you figure out what Kokoro will be like later. First of all, "Kokoro" translates into "heart", and "Asazawa"--from my translation--means "shallow stream" ("asa" meaning "shallow", and "zawa" meaning "stream"). So there: Asazawa Kokoro translates into Shallow Stream, Heart. Maybe you can take a shot in the dark as to what she'll be like later. Oh, well. I'll hurry and write chapter eight! Ta-ta!