I feel hot . . .
Daisuke?
Satoshi . . .
No! Daisuke!
The heat was overpowering, sending sparks in spirals across his vision as he opened his eyes to find dilated reptilian pupils staring back at him and a slick tongue half way down his throat.
Both Krad and Dark pushed away from each other, Dark gagging comically while his counterpart grimaced and drew a hand across his lips.
"You will pay for this, Dark," the angel growled angrily, summoning an orb of raw power to his palm and taking aim.
"No, you and creepy b- nngh . . ."
Needless to say, it shocked them both when they felt the familiar twistings and churnings of their forms changing shape again.
Dark blinked, and stared at Satoshi now standing in front of him. He felt weird; his clothes didn't feel tight and his line of sight seemed a bit lower than usual.
Krad hissed, and stared at the red head who was blinking at him confusedly. His body was wrong, and he felt weak.
Dark looked down at his small hands. 'Crap…'
"Master Satoshi won't answer me," Krad seethed and glared at the dark angel who'd also taken the form of his tamer as if it was his fault.
"Huh?" The red head blinked at the other male and realised what he just said.
'Daisuke?' No answer. 'Daisuke!' No answer.
Dark sighed. "Daisuke won't answer me either, but I can still feel his presence, they must have both been knocked out from the transformation . . ." Dark pondered as he rested his hands on his new hips.
"This has never happened before," Krad thought out loud as he glanced at the other. "Why would Master Satoshi get knocked out from a transformation . . .?"
"Maybe because the transformation went slightly haywire? We both transformed into our usual bodies but then suddenly changed back into creepy boy and Daisuke . . ." Dark answered without realising; he received a glare from the other boy for the 'creepy boy' comment.
They both looked at each other as one as they realised they were being civil. Krad solved the problem by tackling the thief to the floor, wrestling with him as they both tried and failed to summon their powers.
"You did something to my Satoshi!" Krad growled once and successfully pinned Dark onto the floor, but, forgetting how much weaker Satoshi was, he didn't really stand a chance.
Dark had switched their positions in a matter of seconds so he was straddling Krad, panting in exhaustion. It seemed that although Daisuke was a highly trained thief, his stealth and agility were of little use in a close-contact wrestling match such as this.
Krad glared up at him, the enraged expression looking very out of place on Satoshi's face. Dark opened his mouth to offer some smartass comment when a voice interrupted them from behind.
"Umm, Niwa-kun? Hiwatari-kun? What are you doing?" Riku stared at them with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension stretching across her pretty features.
"Uh . . ." Dark began, but he unfortunately found no words that could explain what was going on.
"Yes Niaw-kun, just what exactly are you doing?" Krad hissed and grinned at the figure on top of him. Dark glared at Krad and realised that it did look like that he was the one that had more explaining to do.
Oh, he would get revenge for that.
Dark got up off of Krad and sent the angel a death glare, but instead of Krad exploding like he wanted him to, he just sent Dark a triumphant smirk.
"Well, I'll be going," Krad's smirk still in place as he shifted Satoshi's glasses on his nose and walked casually passed Riku as if she wasn't there.
What does that bastard think he's playing at? Dark thought angrily as he stared off after Krad, but he couldn't help but give the fallen angel a little bit of credit for playing the part of the cold hearted Satoshi pretty well, even if the smirk seemed out of place.
It occurred to him that someone was tugging the sleeve of his shirt to try and get his attention. He turned to face Riku, a flirtatious smile already in place.
"So, what can I do for you Miss Hara-"
"Daisuke," she cut him off, startling him with the use of Daisuke's first name. "There's something I want to talk to you about. I'll understand if you don't want me poking my nose in but, well, I'm worried." She bit her lip and gazed at him pleadingly.
Dark, ever conscious of keeping women happy, bowed his head told her to ask away.
"Well, I first noticed this a while ago. I mean, really, I suppose I first understood it when I saw you eating that ice cream with Hiwatari-kun. Your expressions are very easy to read, Niwa-kun," she raised her eyes to his and Dark gulped, silently cursing Daisuke for being out cold. "I wasn't really sure until just now, I guess. Daisuke . . . Are you gay?"
Gay.
The word struck him like a sledgehammer in the face.
Gay.
I'm not gay, Dark reasoned, Daisuke might be, which is fine so long as creepy boy stays away from him, but I'm not gay.
Gay.
I'm not.
Gay.
I'm not!
Riku poked him, and he realised he'd spaced out which was very unlike him. Riku, on the other hand, took his expression as confirmation of her fears. Daisuke would only ever like her as a friend. It wasn't his fault, but she felt hurt all the same.
Well, she could at least be there for him and help him sort out his feelings. A thought of how she could do this entered her mind, and she smiled the classic Harada 'I'm being cunning' smile.
"Do you like Hiwatari-kun, Niwa?"
Dark blinked when he realised she was talking; it took him a moment to take in what she'd said.
That's when the explosion happened.
"CREEPY BOY! Ew! No way! No how! I do not like creepy boy!" Dark cringed in disgust. "Give me a little bit of credit! I have better taste than that!" Dark crossed his arms defiantly. The look on Riku's face reminded him just who's body he was in.
Riku looked at who she thought was Daisuke in complete confusion. "Then what was that!" Riku gestured to the floor where he and Krad where rolling around. "And you didn't have to yell at me, Daisuke! I was only trying to help!" Riku screamed at him as tears rolled down her face, she really was trying to help, it was bad enough that she knew she would never have the chance to be with Daisuke, but it was worse that he was shouting at her for trying to help.
"Look, I- I-" She ran off before Dark could finish an apology and mentally kicked himself for losing control. Now Daisuke would probably get mad at him as well for upsetting her. He sighed, picked a direction, and walked.
What had caused them to change back into their tamers' forms anyway? It had never happened before with any of his previous tamers, and if their Daisuke and Satoshi were now unconscious as well . . . Maybe it was a spell? Or a mischievous piece of art-
He stopped and dug a hand into his shirt, pulling out the Bearer on its chain, sparkling in the afternoon sun. It glinted at him, as if to mock him.
"Was it you?" he whispered, staring at the locket intently.
"Er, excuse me?"
Dark dropped the locket and faced the boy who'd approached him. He didn't look like one of Daisuke's friends, and was hopping from foot to foot nervously, obviously with something on his mind.
"You want something?"
"Yeah, um," the boy blushed. "I just saw you talking with Harada-san and I, um, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but, uh . . ."
Dark just knew something he didn't want to hear was about to come out of the boy's mouth. He started backing away.
"It's just . . ." The teen grabbed a hold of his shirt, pulling him closer so that their noses were only inches apart, while Dark tried to hold his breath. The guy was staring him right in the eyes and it was freaking him out. "I've . . . I've liked you for a long time, Niwa-kun." Oh god, his eyes were glistening! What should he do? What should he do? The kid was waaaay too close and-
Gay.
"I'M NOT GAY!" screamed Dark, frantically pushing the boy off and running as fast as he could to anywhere that wasn't there.
xXx
Krad snooped around the front of the school, taking in his environment. Yes, he had been here before, but Satoshi would never in a million years let him roam around aimlessly by himself. Especially in his body.
He couldn't help but grin as he remembered the look on Dark's, well, Daisuke's face when he acted like he had nothing to do with what happened earlier. It was priceless, and even better knowing that the Niwa boy would be the one getting the blame for what happened and not his Satoshi.
Krad mused on these thoughts as he wandered through the school, not noticing the hungry stares that he received from the female students, and a few male.
"Hiwatari-kun!" a female voice called out and waved in his general direction. Krad walked by her without a glance, lost in his thoughts, which was unlike him, and he forgot that for the day he was Satoshi.
The girl seemed annoyed at the fact she was just ignored so grabbed Satoshi's sleeve to get his attention. "Hey!" she was met with a pair of ice cold blue eyes, that she fell for straight away. Yes, a cold heartless bastard is always a dream guy for the ladies. What she didn't know that this wasn't the cold heartless bastard they all knew, but instead a cold heartless maniacal bastard that wouldn't feel any guilt if he ripped her to shreds there and then.
"Ah! Hiwatari-kun . . ." she blushed. "I was wondering if . . ." she held out a pink envelope that smelled particularly of perfume, "if you could read this and tell me your answer soon!" she looked up at him with hope written in her eyes.
That scared Krad somewhat.
He took the envelope and glared at it, as if it was the cause of all the bad things that had ever happened to him. Then he decided to glare at the girl instead. He grinned as a thought came to mind. "I'm sorry girl, but I'm busy at the moment," he said in a rather harsh tone that went ignored by the blonde haired bimbo.
"Oh! That's ok! If you could read it and get back to me later that would be fine!" she chirped.
"No, you don't understand," he gripped the envelope and ripped it into tiny pieces in front of her, he then proceeded to pin her against the wall. "My Satoshi wouldn't want to waste time with the likes of you," he hissed in her ear and then pulled away, and carried on walking down the corridor as if he was a little kid who'd been given a bag of sweets. What Krad didn't know was that his little scenario had quite the opposite effect on the girl than what he had intended.
"He's so dreamy!" she melted.
A scream was heard all across the school as Satoshi Hiwatari was tied up and taken to the girls' bathroom at 12:45pm on Wednesday by a horde of drooling fan girls.
MineGeorgi: 'Allo! Sorry for the wait dudes, we've been pretty busy and the comic seems to be coming along fine, though we might not end up finished for the deadline . . . but oh, well. If that happens we can always enter next year! And we're also apologising now because there won't be another update for over two weeks because I'm going away on holiday (hides from reviewers' evil glares). See you when I get back!
LookitDom: WE'VE FINALLY UPDATED! Guess you'll only be reading fanfics from me for a while (steals MineGeorgi's glory . . . receives whack on the head from MineGeorgi).