All right. Here's chapter 14. Wow. I've gotten pretty far in this story. Well, hope ya like it.
And thanks sooooooooooooooo much for the reviews.
Disclaimer: Not mine. D.N. Angel belongs to Sugisaki-sensei and Seira belongs to Angel Gunner Lenne. Iziyo's the only one that belongs to me.
/Dark/ /Dai/ //Krad// //Sato// //Rika// //Seira// /Akir/ /Izi/ "Speech" 'Thought'
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"Well, since my brother has so rudely fallen asleep, and anyone who wants to make him has a death wish," Seira sighed, "I guess we have no choice but to let him off easy."
"Lucky ass." Tanaka muttered before walking forward, grabbing his arm, and slinging him over her shoulder, only to end up in a face plant on the floor with Hiwatari lying nearby. "Ugh. He's heavier than he looks."
"You sure you didn't just trip, klutz?"
"Shut up."
Daisuke grinned, walked over to the fallen Satoshi, and heaved him onto his back. He carried the boy upstairs somewhere and they began to talk without him.
"Wow." Risa commented, "He sleeps like a rock."
"No kidding." Seira groaned. "And once he actually wakes up, he just sits in a daze for half an hour before getting up. Low blood pressure." She added at their clueless faces.
"Well, let's start the inquiry." Iziyo grumbled.
"Okay." Riku and Risa smiled. Takeshi set up his video cam. And sat himself in front of the blue and red haired girls. The Haradas took a seat next to him.
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"First off," He started in his interview voice, "Who was that man who showed up at school really?"
"As he probably bragged, he's Brigadier General-uh… whatever, he's got this really fancy title in the police force and his name is Ryo Hiwatari. He's Satoshi's foster father." Iziyo told them, taking over for Seira who was glaring at the camera.
"Foster father? What happened to his real one? He would be your too, correct Midori-san?"
"Yeah. Who knows? We've never known who our father was. He just up and left one day before we were born from what I've collected."
"And your mother?"
A sad look came over Seira's face. "No comment."
Takeshi raised his eyebrows. "Alright. Anything else you know about your brother? You said he had low blood pressure. Tell us about that."
"What's ta tell?" Seira asked.
"Okay, tell us about his daily schedule."
"Well, he wakes up at seven (on a good day) and stays in a trance-like daze for half an hour. Then he goes to school."
"No daily prepping?" Takeshi interrupted.
"No breakfast? How-?" Risa and Riku exclaimed.
"Aaannywaay, he reads all through most of school, sits on the roof at lunch, lately with us, goes back to reading or thinking or planning for…stuff or uh… whatever…I guess he draws sometimes, but then, when the bell rings, he goes to his part time job, usually with me when I need to go (which he thinks is always, but…). Later, when he gets home, he researches stuff, eats while watching whatever's on on TV, researches some more, and eventually goes to bed at one. OH, and we have to go to dinner parties with Hiwatari sometimes, which is absolute torture. That's basically it. Well, at least that's all of it that you get to know about."
"Um, okay. Pretty dull life, but…"
"It may seem dull to you," Iziyo sighed, "but that's only 'cause you all get left outa the action-packed/torture fest that happens just about every day. Normally happens sometime in between the researching and more researching."
"Fine, but you said part time job, right? What does he do? And why does he and you get to when no one else does." Takeshi pried.
"'Cause we're special. And we have no choice." Seira smirked.
"So what'd ya do?"
Riku interrupted just in time to keep Seira from spilling info that would be preferred kept quiet. "Why do you keep askin' about Hiwatari? This was supposed to be an interview about what happened at school."
"So? Who cares? It'll be a great hit." Saehara grinned, happily.
"Hit? You are NOT publishing this." Seira said sternly.
"O course we are. Everyone wants to know more about the most eligible bachelor in school, right? Of course they do! So, as the most popular reporter around, it's my duty to let them know. Gotta uphold my reputation, after all."
"Huh." Iziyo sneered. "More like the only wanna-be reporter. And what reputation? You talkin' 'bout how everyone knows you as the most annoying idiot around? And no, it's not your job. If Satoshi wanted people to know all about him, he'd tell 'em."
Takeshi glared at Iziyo and Seira and a staring contest began. 'Course, it wasn't 'til now that the interview was over that Satoshi and Daisuke decided to reappear. "What're you all worked up about?" They asked the group.
"That idiot" Seira started, pointing at Takeshi, "wants to publish- eep!" She cut off with a lump on her head from Iziyo's raised hand.
"Use your head for once." She hissed.
"Ahahahaha. Right. Thanks." Seira laughed, nervously.
??? The audience was, as usual, clueless to the girls' strange behavior, but that was nothing new.
As soon as Satoshi and Daisuke went into the kitchen, Seira let out a sigh of relief.
"Ahh, thanx Izi. He woulda killed me if he knew 'bout the questions we answered."
"Why?" A deep male voice asked. "What'd you answer?"
"Eep! S-S-Satoshi!" She looked around to see him leaning on the wall behind her. "Uh, n-nothing. Heh heh." Satoshi raised an eyebrow with an unbelieving look.
"Whatever. Let's go." He walked to the door, hands stuffed in his pockets. She followed and the other three guests headed out not long after the girl. They waved to the Niwas, whilst the Hikaris ignored them entirely. They didn't seem to care though.
Seira, oblivious to those behind them and the microphone pointed at them, started defending herself right away. "I didn't tell them anything really personal. Just like your schedule and stuff. Leaving 'minor' details out of course. Didn't even tell them you were commander of the police force. Or about Krad, or…"
"Right. What'd he ask about our family?" The blue haired boy cut her off.
"Oh. Well, he asked about our dad when I told him yours was adoptive, and I told we never met him or anything and how no one knows who the hell he is or nothin'. He…he asked about Mom, but… I didn't tell him." Satoshi grunted his approval and they took an abrupt turn right. "Oh yeah, " she told him as they approached an apartment complex, "I didn't say nothin' about how we lived alone, neither." Satoshi nodded and pulled out a key as they came to their door. Or tried to anyway. Problem was, he had left it on the Niwa's kitchen table. Figures. Seira started laughing. "We're in trouble. She giggled. "I forgot my key. It's in my room…somewhere..."
"...Under mountains of junk, yeah, I get it. Now, move." When he said that, Seira didn't just move to the side. No, she ran clear across the yard they had just crossed until she was at least a meter away from the door. Satoshi cocked an eyebrow, turned to the door, and kicked. The once nice door was now splintered and the lock was beyond repair. He glanced at it and walked in. He didn't get very far though. As soon as he stepped inside, two small figures leapt out and tried to tackle him. However, do to a timely dodge from Satoshi, the two sandy haired boys ended up a few feet away from their original destination. "So…" He looked toward Seira, "that was why you ran that far." She smiled and pointed behind him. He leaned to the left and a particularly fast football went flying past his head. From behind a wall, three people peeked around from a video camera and gaped. Some unknown kids were in Hiwatari and Midori's house and were now throwing footballs at Hiwatari. What the heck was going on?
"Bill, Charlie," Satoshi demanded, indicating the two sandy-blonde haired kids, "What the hell are you doing in my apartment?"
"Well, we just got back from vacation and heard you let a girl move in with you." The boys sniggered. The spectators were shocked and sweat-dropped when Satoshi fell anime style to the ground. Seira merely walked forward, smiling.
"I'm Seira, the one who moved in here." They wolf whistled.
"Whoa. Nice catch, Satoshi."
Said boy barely managed to not fall again and heaved himself off the ground. "She's my sister."
"What? No way!" the boys echoed. "Since when do you have a sister?"
"Well, as we're twins, since always. Now why did you need to break into my apartment just because there was a girl here-" He broke off as his eyes widened slightly. "You didn't…" They smiled as he tore through the house and jerked open a door. Satoshi swore loudly and quite foully as they all heard ten thousand crashes from inside. Now, Seira, Bill, and Charlie were grinning ear to ear. Satoshi stumbled out of the house, slightly winded. "So, you're a team, huh? Which means you knew she was here from the start and just wanted an excuse to get in and set up traps.
"Yep. Well, we'd only met once before when you were out after that thief or something and she came home without you." Bill said.
"Running home, leaving me to clean up, huh?" Satoshi glared at her.
"Yeah probably, judging from the outfit she was wearing." Charlie chuckled and added, "Sweet TV, by the way.
Satoshi sighed and shook his head, "Whatever." He said. "Just come in and help clean up." He held the door open, or what was left of it, for them before letting it close with a slam.
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The screen in the classroom turned blank as Takeshi's voice recited, "At this point, we were unable to obtain more information, and, as to why Hiwatari kicked the door open instead of calling the doorman beats me, but that's what he did." Saehara rolled his eyes. "So, any questions?"'
"You moron." Iziyo said from her desk at school. "You went to all that trouble and you never even found out his real last name."
They were all at school the next day, except for Satoshi, who was being lectured by his father for breaking down the door, and for Seira who went with him so she could laugh at him, and Takeshi Saehara had decided to show the tape he recorded to the class. However, the part where Seira and Iziyo had defended not showing it the previous night had been cut out of the movie.
"And not only that," Iziyo continued, "you left out all the parts where Seira and I completely dissed you. You suck!"
"Saehara." Daisuke complained. "You really shouldn't of taped them going home. There were reasons they didn't want everyone to know certain things, you know."
Takeshi ignored them both. "So, what we learn from this video is that…" He wrote this list on the board as he read them to the class.
Hiwatari Satoshi and Midori Seira are both adopted
They live alone in an apartment
They have no known birth father
Something they won't tell us happened to their mother
Hiwatari has low blood pressure and doesn't eat breakfast
They both have part time jobs
Hiwatari Satoshi works as Supreme Commander of the Azumano Police Force
Hiwatari's adoptive father is Brigadier General of the same force
Those last two mean that Hiwatari works under his father. Ouch.
Oh, and Hiwatari lost his house key and doesn't know how to ask for a knew one
Midori Seira also lost her key and has a very messy room
Hiwatari has two kids in his complex who like to pull pranks and setup traps for him which appear never to work very well.
And, we really don't want to know what would have happened if they had worked.
Wow, if I were Satoshi or Seira, I'd kick Takeshi's ass as soon as I got to school.
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