Ok, so I am trying to update more often because I am sure that people are getting sick of the month long waits. Plus, now that I finished my other story, it gives me time for this one...but I still want to start another one. ...Oh well, that one's just gonna have to wait.

Also, a few things are mentioned from the last episode of DNAngel. I guess we can just say that Dark and Krad stayed. XD

Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel

Chapter 14

"You thought-" Satoshi seemed petrified by Daisuke's words. He wanted to quickly let go of Daisuke and leave. How could he not alone make you regret your actions, but your thoughts as well? The thought poked and annoyed Satoshi.

"I know we did what we should have, but you just scared me!" Daisuke held onto Satoshi even tighter.

Satoshi reached up and grabbed Daisuke's shoulder, trying to push the younger one away. Unfortunately, his attempt failed. Daisuke had more energy than him. Either way, Satoshi probably couldn't push a twenty pound box right now. "Daisuke, please don't."

"Don't what? Worry? I am trying not to. I know I will get over it by morning but I can't stop right now." For a few minutes, Daisuke remained silent, waiting for Satoshi to reply. Then, "Satoshi?"

He heard the red head's deep breathing and eased his grip. The second Daisuke let go of Satoshi, he began to fall forward. "Satoshi!" Daisuke caught him before he hit anything. "Are you alright?" He quickly dragged him to the bed and laid him down on it. Daisuke saw that the clock now read 12:35 and chuckled. "I guess it is a bit late." Covering Satoshi with a blanket, Daisuke took a pillow and blanket for himself and decided to just sleep on the floor. "New hopes for a new day, right Dark?" He muttered to himself before falling asleep.

"Then he flew across the sky! Phew! Shhhhhaaaa! Bam!" A woman in her early twenties giggled. Her eyes were a deep blue, matching her hair. She had two dolls in her hand, that both bared a striking resemblance to Dark and Krad. "With the White Wings close behind him, the Black Wings swerved through the trees. The clock struck midnight and he found himself trapped in between his beloved and his enemy. His loved one had climbed a tree, hoping to meet him. His enemy floated in the air, hoping to destroy the Black Wings, but he now had another target that he would gladly include." A baby resting a crib beside the woman laughed, clapping his hands.

The Krad look-a-like doll charged towards the Dark one. Inches before it hit it, another hand got in the way. The hand slapped the two dolls out of the woman's grasp. "Don't fill his head with such ridiculous ideas, Rio."

"Yes, I am sorry." She picked up the dolls and handed them to the man next to her. He snatched them from her hands and took a lighter from his pocket. "Wait! Do you really have to-"

"From what I have heard, dolls are not allowed in hospital. The doctors say they have so many materials in them that people are bound to be allergic to at least one of them." He chuckled before lighting the two dolls on fire. It quickly spread and he dropped them, letting the fire finish them on the floor.

Suddenly, the baby began crying. Rio immediately grabbed him. She embraced him and rocked him in her arms. "It's alright, Satoshi. The bad fire is not going to get you."

"I'll make it get you." The man appeared next to Rio with a disgusting and smug look on his face. He lit his lighter, slowly bringing it up to the infant. Satoshi's crying grew louder, more full of panic. The man's laughter filled the room as he gained closer to Satoshi.

"Sir!" A doctor appeared. He pulled him away by the collar of his shirt and smacked the lighter from his hand. "I am sorry, but I am going to have to ask you to leave."

As the man walked to the door, he glanced back at Satoshi, whose cries were calming door. A snicker escaped his mouth just as he left the room.

I think that had the first time I wished that I was dead instead of continuing to live. Deep down, I knew he would find me again and who knows what would happen when he did.

"But he never did, did he?" Dark asked, tilting his head. "Find you, I mean."

Satoshi put his hand on his forehead. "I can't remember. For some reason, that is about the only memory of my mother and father I have."

"I still do not understand you, Commander. This time, nothing drastic like that happened. You just happened to save a boy's life. Why did you feel like you could finally relax, for lack of words, die, at that moment?" Dark questioned.

"I guess at that moment, I began to think about how easily you could lose your life. I haven't thought about it since...that incident. Then, I remembered how life is not precious."

A soft chuckle came from Dark. "I remember when you first told Daisuke that. Even though he saved your life, he questioned how you could think that. It tore at his heart for a long time."

"So, you saved my life. But I guess, you can only say my life."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Satoshi!" He heard his own voice calling him. "Satoshi! Get your fat butt up! It's already two in the afternoon! We have things to do, places to see! Come on!" Daisuke grabbed Satoshi's arm and dragged him out of the bed. Satoshi tried to get him to stop but all he could manage out was a groan before he was pulled down the stairs.

"I forgot! You need to get dressed!" Daisuke gasped. He dashed upstairs and within seconds Daisuke was back. He threw the clothes at Satoshi, then shoved him in the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, Satoshi could feel Daisuke's hyper aura. It was giving him a headache. He quickly changed into his street clothes and walked out. As if he was crossing a street, Satoshi checked both ways, making sure the hyper one was not around. Once the coast was clear, Satoshi yawned and walked to the kitchen. "Where's the granola bars?"

He shuffled through the boxes in the cupboard. "Daisuke once gave me one of those peanut butter and chocolate ones. I liked that kind." As he continued to search, Kosuke glanced into the room.

"It's in the pantr-hmph!" Immediately, someone covered his mouth and dragged him into the other room.

Satoshi gazed over his shoulder. "I swore I just heard that man..." Shrugging, Satoshi finally found them. "Yes!" he exclaimed, tearing open the wrapping. With his mouth open wide, Satoshi went to take a bite. Suddenly, he was pulled away from the kitchen.

"What are you doing wasting your time by eating granola bars?" Daisuke shouted, carrying him down the street. "You don't have to worry about food now. You can eat popcorn later!" Satoshi was growing frustrated. Why wasn't Daisuke telling him what was going on and why was he so happy.

But soon enough, Satoshi found out.

"This is what you were so excited about?" Satoshi sighed.

"Of course!" Daisuke flailed his arms. He was pointing at the movie theater in front of him. "Yesterday, I wanted to see this movie but we went on that date so I figured we could go today."

Satoshi scratched the back of his head. His eyes turned into narrow slits as he gazed at the movie that Daisuke wanted to see. "Beatle Boy 3, Revenge of the Purple Witch?" Satoshi's head slowly turned to Daisuke. "Isn't that a child's movie?"

"No, it's rated PG-13!" The younger boy crossed his arms across his chest. Tension hung in the air as the two glared at each other. Daisuke was determined to watch the movie with Satoshi, yet Satoshi was determined to not have to watch it. After a few minutes, Satoshi gave up. Niwa jumped up and down for joy.

"But you're paying for everything." Satoshi told him before walking into the theater.

"We never agreed to that!" he shouted, storming after him.

"I want to go see it again!" An excited Daisuke shouted as the two of them exited the theater. "Was that not the greatest action movie ever?" He smiled widely to Satoshi.

Satoshi laughed and nodded. He had to admit, it was better than he expected. Corny, but good. "I liked the special affects. I liked how he used his head butt to make the Purple Witch fall into the lake and how the water was her weakness. It was very creative." Satoshi said softly, munching on the popcorn he had left. "And Mary Ann was pretty hot..."

"You know what my favorite part was, Satoshi?" Satoshi shrugged, knowing Daisuke would tell him wheater he liked it or not. Daisuke was such a child. "I liked how Beatle Boy was running from the Witch and ran up the tree, then flipped, making the Witch crash into it!" Daisuke performed the stunt on the tree that they just passed by. "And then, he pulled the tree out of the ground and batted her!" The blue-head wrapped his arms around the tree and attempted to lift it but no dice.

Satoshi chuckled. I could do all of that stuff. Well, minus picking up a tree. Why doesn't Daisuke think I'm cool like him?

Because he can pick up the tree. The Hikari sneered.

"But didn't you cry when the Purple Witch through a black cat bomb at Beatle Boy and his friend, Perry, jumped in from of him and saved him? He gave up his life for him!" He sniffed, wiping the tears from his watery eyes.

"Yeah, it was sweet of him." Satoshi rolled his eyes.

"You don't seem too excited about it."

"I'm not." Satoshi said softly. Unconsciencly, Daisuke had stopped walking. Yet, Satoshi continued, ignoring the younger one that stopped. Daisuke opened his mouth to say something but nothing would come out. Why? Daisuke searched through the reasons of why he was left speechless.

Boy, you're making him regret things again. Krad mumbled.

But, what did I do?

Saved his life.

"Satoshi! I'm sorry!" Daisuke ran up to him, tackling him against the wall next to them.

Wincing, Satoshi rubbed his shoulder from the impact. "Why are you apologizing now?"

"I-" Staring at his shoes, Daisuke hesitated to bring up the situation again. "I made you think about back then, didn't I?"

Satoshi shrugged, glancing over his shoulder. He couldn't let his eyes meet the Niwa's. "A little. But, it's fine. It just made me think."

The red head took a step to leave but Dai stopped him. It happened. Satoshi stared straight into Daisuke's eyes. His crystal blue eyes were beginning to water up as his knuckled grew white from holding onto Satoshi's shirt sleeve too tightly. A smirk crossed Satoshi's face, this was first time he had to look up to meet Daisuke's eyes.

"Satoshi, stop being so modest." Daisuke said with a controlled voice. He may not look the part of calm but he mastered it when it came to talking. "I know you felt horrible after you tried to kill yourself inside Krad. I felt bad too."

Surprised, Satoshi's head tilted to the side. "Why would you feel bad?"

"Because,"

Great, here comes the tears again. Satoshi felt his heart twinge.

"At first, I felt bad because almost lost you. Then, I began to feel horrible because I felt I stopped you from doing something you truly wanted. Dark told me I helped you by saving you but was I just being selfish?" Slowly, Daisuke dropped to his knees. "Why do I keep almost losing you?" He sobbed on the ground.

Satoshi was glad there were not many people around or he would be making a scene. He bent down and lifted Daisuke's head. "I'm just a careless person. I've learned that over the years." Standing up again, Satoshi stared at the sun. "I know it's my fault that all these stupid things happen to me and I don't blame it on anyone else but myself. Please, try not to worry about me."

Daisuke hiccupped as he stood up. He wiped his eye and gave Satoshi a big grin. "I'll try not to."

"Good." Satoshi wrapped his arm around Daisuke. "Now, why don't we head back to your house? Won't your mom get worried if she doesn't know where we are?"

"Guess what?" Emiko shouted to the boys the moment they opened the door. There was a grin on her face that was spread from ear to ear.

"So much for being worried." Satoshi whispered to Daisuke.

Daisuke looked at his mother. "What, mom?"

She just giggled and clapped her hands together.

"Um, Mrs. Niwa, are you alright?" Satoshi asked. The rest of the family just stood at the sidelines, watching to see what the commotion was about.

"Of course I am! You want to know why? That's because it's finished!" The boys just stared at each other. They silently questioned, "Finished?", but Emiko once again interrupted them. "Yes! I'm finished with your outfits!"

Satoshi turned around so that he wouldn't face Emiko. "I don't even want to know." He began to walk away when Emiko grabbed his shoulder.

"Yes you do." Her eyes had a creepy shine in them which scared Satoshi. Emiko's hand reached behind her back and she pulled out two sets of clothes. One was something that looked like what Dark normally wore, a jumpsuit that showed off his physique, long black pants with streaks of purple down the sides and a large black overcoat that went down to the knees, to maintain the thief look. The pockets had buckles over them, which Dark personally liked. The collar was lined with purple, once again appealing to Dark.

The other one was almost exactly like Dark's with a few minor changes, besides the measurements and the main color being white. Instead of buckles, Krad's had gold buttons for a more detective, rival and sophisticated look. There were crosses in all the most unexpected places, on the buttons, on the inner lining of the collar and traveling down the arm of the jumpsuit.

Satoshi seemed amazed by the detail. "Wow, Mrs. Niwa, how did you get these in such a small area?"

"I have skills." She left it at that, a smug look on her face was plastered and it did not look like it was disappearing anytime soon.

Meanwhile, Daisuke sighed. "How much time does Mom have on her hands?"

"A lot." His father said simply.

"Now go try them on!" She first pushed Satoshi into the bathroom next to the kitchen. Once he was in there, Emiko tugged on Daisuke's arm and dragged him to the one by the entrance to the basement. "Hurry up now!"

It took a few minutes but Dark was the first to come out. Dark had that gift that he could make anything he wore look good. As he stepped out, Emiko's eyes shined with happiness. He looked like one of those thieves from the old detective and thief stories. "I kind of like it." Dark chuckled.

"Me too!" Emiko dashed to the thief. "Nothing's too short or too long, is it?" She checked and the sleeves and legs.

"No, Emiko." Dark smiled. "You never get the measurements wrong." Emiko looked up at Dark with watery eyes.

"Oh, Dark."

Suddenly, a loud slam was heard. "That must be Krad." She said happily, disregarding the slam. They all hurried to see, only to meet Krad half way. His stomps were almost louder than the door.

"How do you expect me to even walk in this?" Krad roared. With one glance, Emiko's nose began to bleed. Krad was only in his jumpsuit. Although, she had to admit seeing a grown man walking around in tights was amusing. Yet Krad was still storming around.

Finally, Emiko burst out laughing. "Krad, you know," The blonde suddenly turned to the Niwa. "You are also supposed to put the pants and jacket on."

Krad's jaw dropped to the floor. He stared at his feet, his blonde hair hiding the embarrassment in his face. "I knew that..." He growled under his breath. Krad started to laugh as he stared at the door. "My bad. I guess pushing the doorknob through the wall and making a huge hole was a little unnecessary.

Now, a surprised look was on Emiko's and Kosuke's face. "M-My wall..." Emiko cried. After a few deep breaths, Emiko stared at Krad. "You're going to fix that, you know?"

A giant vain was now sticking out of Krad's forehead. "What? Why would I?" Suddenly, a fiery aura appeared behind Emiko and a devilish look appeared in her eyes. This made Krad jump a few feet in the air. "I'll get started as soon as I can." He quickly rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, followed by the soft clicking of the door locking.

"Oh, wait! Krad, I want to see your outfit! Right this time, please!" Mrs. Niwa giggled, putting her hands on her hips. A few minutes later, the door cracked open. "Krad?" Emiko questioned. Slowly, the blonde stepped out. Within a second, Emiko felt her heart jump, do a back flip and spin around. Krad actually looked...good. The clothes were tight enough to fit his figure and the style actually made him look like he was from this era.

"Wow, Krad. I think you could give Dark a run for his money." Kosuke chuckled, seeing his wife stare at the blonde, starry-eyed and a small trail of saliva falling to her chin.

"Are you insane?" Dark shouted.

Krad smirked, brushing his shoulder. "Apparently not. I'm sorry that I'm better looking than you. I am the better half."

"The better half? Now you're the one that's insane! How in the world can you imagine you're the better one? I have the better looks and mind! You should be sent to an asylum for half the shit you do! And you think that I'm not as good as you, I should-" Dark's voice was muffled by Kosuke covering his mouth with a piece of cloth. Yet, Dark still flailed his arms about, trying to speak.

While Kosuke dragged the thief away, Emiko laughed to herself. "You do look good. Now, go get undressed and we'll have the stuff for the wall ready."

Krad whispered, "Damn.", before closing the door behind him.

"Kosuke, honey, want to help me make the meatballs? I was thinking about spaghetti." Emiko called.

Kosuke shrugged. "Sure, sounds good to me." He was followed by the red head, dragging his pant legs on the floor because they were too long.

"You need any help?"

"No, dear. We'll be fine." Emiko said softly, but with a warm tone. "Oh, and Dai, can you keep Dark out? I was thinking you boys could relax and Dark, Krad and I could talk." He nodded and walked back upstairs. "That was Satoshi, wasn't it?" Emiko realized after ten seconds passed. She let out a deep sigh and continued to get out the food.

"Emiko, where is the...stuff?" Krad shouted, his footsteps were heard.

"If he comes out in his boxers, I think I'm going to go ballistic." Emiko joked. She turned to her husband, who had a sweat drop traveling down the side of his face. He slowly turned his head away from the doorframe as the footsteps were heard again, now sounding like they were going back to the bathroom.

"Now, where is it again?" Krad came back out in Satoshi's school uniform.

"Right there." Daiki pointed the bucket of wet plaster next to him.

Krad just stared at the bucket and tool. "And...how do you use this?"

"Kosuke." Emiko glanced at him, motioning him to show the blonde.

The man let out a soft breath and picked up the bucket. "Follow me, Krad."

Krad only nodded his head and followed the Niwa.

After about ten minutes of explaining simple, first grade things about how to plaster a spot on a wall. Kosuke walked into the kitchen, sat in the chair next to Emiko, and blew a hair out of his face. "I never figured that a creature that has been alive for over 2,000 years is as lacking in common sense as he is."

"What do you expect? He's blonde." Dark grunted, hidden behind the couch. "I could have told you that a while ago."

Emiko found herself laughing. She stared at the tomato sauce in the pot and began to think. The White Wings was so...unpredictable. It was one of the only words she could come up with for Krad. For all her life, she had feared him, hearing the horrible things he had done to her family.

"Honey, the noodles are not going to be good if you keep them in the water for much longer." Kosuke whispered over her shoulder. Emiko's eyes snapped open. She quickly picked up the pot and emptied the water.

"Are you sure you know how to cook, Niwa?" Krad growled, turning a magazine in tons of different directions, trying to figure out how to find the answers to the puzzle he was trying to solve.

"Of course I do." She growled through her teeth. Emiko paused. "Wait, when did you finish?" The mother turned her head to look at the blonde. Dark was teasing him about the magazine and, not surprisingly, Krad was threatening to kill him.

The White Wings slapped Dark with it, then said, "A few minutes ago. You were just staring at that stuff that looks like chunky blood." Krad laughed at Dark, who was trying to punch him. "That's not chunky blood is it? Why would you put blood on noodles? Is that some kind of Niwa ritual?"

Dark finally got back at his counterpart. He hit Krad with one of Kosuke's research books he found next to the chair. The impact knocked Krad backwards and over the couch. "Don't be as stupid as we all know you are." Dark joked.

Krad pulled himself up, rubbing the back of his head. "I have to say I was impressed." Kosuke admitted. "For as absent minded Krad sounded, he did a good job on the wall. Does the Hikari blood effect your ability of art?"

"What do you mean?" Krad rested his head on the soft couch. "Like drawing? I've never tried drawing. Not my job." Kosuke chuckled to himself, obviously not getting his question answered.

"You boys can talk about this later. Right now, it's dinner." Emiko set plates down at the dinner table. Dark yanked on Krad's shirt, dragging him to the table. He unwillingly sat down and stared at his food.

"You don't expect me to eat this, do you?"

"I sure do." Emiko said.

"No way." Krad crossed his arms like a child.

"Just take a bite. You'll like it."

"Nope."

"Try it."

"Uh-uh."

"I told you to eat it." Emiko was now standing behind Krad with a good grip on his left ear. Krad winced in pain. He tried to get her to let go but every time he reached for her hand, she yanked harder. Finally, Krad realized she wouldn't let go unless he did what the Niwa said.

He picked up the fork and gazed at it for a few seconds. Slowly, Emiko's grip loosened. Krad dug into the pile of tomato sauce covered noodles. He lifted it, watching some fall off but unfortunately, some remained. The fork traveled closer to his mouth as Emiko sat back down in her seat. Krad ate the noodles, chewing them carefully. Suddenly, he smiled. "These are yummy!" He immediately began to eat more.

Emiko giggled, chewing her own dinner. She still could not understand this man. He was the same feared, homicidal, untrustworthy, Hikari-centered White Wings. But, why was he so soft right now? Why was he acting like a child? Was this his real side or did he give up for the time being? It's not that she missed the cold-blooded killer. Maybe it was just that she was having trouble believing what was happening.

"You've barely touched your food, Emiko." Dark stated, wiping his mouth.

Emiko noticed the others had already finished. Krad was filling his plate with more spaghetti, pouring too much sauce over the noodles.

"I'm just thinking. Don't worry about me. Just put your plates on the counter, I'll wash them when I am finished." The other men nodded and did as she said.

Emiko only stared at her plate. It was silent until she heard Krad say, "I guess it's just you and me, Niwa."

She had to hide her smile over her fake anger. "I told you to call me Emiko." She spat.

"I don't care. I'll call you what I want to call you." He said, slurping the spaghetti.

Emiko sighed, beginning to eat her own food. She lifted her head and stared at the blonde. "Tomorrow's the day you guys are going to steal the necklace and switch."

"Yup." Krad said with a full mouth.

"Are you-" Emiko looked at Krad and he looked backed at her. The second their eyes met, Emiko shot her head away. "Are you, you know, excited about it?"

Licking his fingers, Krad shrugged. "I'm sure that excited is not the word but I am glad I will be with Master Satoshi again."

"Oh." Emiko seemed a little disappointed. Krad had picked up all of his things and placed them next to Dark and Kosuke's things. He began to walk towards the stairs when Emiko stopped him. "Are you going to be like this when everything's back to normal? Are we going to still be able to hang out together? We can still act as friends."

Krad's cat eyes lowered. "I'm sorry. But when things are back to normal, they're back to normal. It's just how things are, Emiko." Krad disappeared around the turn and up the stairs.

The Niwa wanted to say more but she couldn't. Plus, it was too late. But...he hadn't called her Niwa.

Yay! It's been a while since I've been able to update a chapter in a month to the previous one. I'm so proud of myself! I've just decided that I'll finish this story before working on my others. Yay! (I think...I hope XD)

Haha, the Beatle Boy thing is my own little tribute to Spider-Man 3. XD If you haven't seen it and can establish the little clues I put in there, I'm sorry for spoiling it XD And Harry is hot as hell. (Had to point that out.)

Don't think that Emiko is falling in love with Krad...that'd just be odd...(my friend thought that, alright?) Just kind of wanted to establish that. More will be explained in later chapters.

And on that note, just because the theft is planned next chapter, there still is quite a few chapters planned. Odd again, I know.

Please review and until next time!

-Paige