Gasp! Two chapters in the same week? It's like Christmas in July! (Is there one for Hannukah?)
So, a little after I posted the first chapter, I sort of wanted to watch an episode of this D.N.Angel anime. I've only seen a couple Japanese ones. They're not that great, really. So I set out to see how much worse the American dubs are and found the closest thing I could to episode one, which just happened to be episode twelve.
Wow. I wanted to cry.
It was so bad. The translated voices had almost no personality. Mio is so different from the idiotic, happy-go-lucky character I had invented in my head, so it was very strange. Dare I say it, but I'd have to place it lower than Bobobo-Bo Bo-Bobo! Okay, so it doesn't get much lower than that. But it was pretty sad. The anime is, according to my sister, different from the books. What sort of father comes back after twelve years of no writing, calling, anything, and expects his family to accept him like nothing happened? What's even worse: they all do! Even Daisuke! His dad already tried to do a lame father-son thing. The good thing that came out of this is that I have great idea for a chapter now. It's not this chapter, but hopefully twenty six.
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In a secret room, in a secret place, not so very far, far away, Takeshi's father, more commonly known as Chief Saehara, head of the police department, and various other police officials were discussing matters about capturing Dark.
"Well, sir, we looked into the elite organization you wanted us to hire to help us in our search," one of them said, stepping forward nervously.
"So then, what did they say?" Takeshi's father inquired.
"I don't think Team Rocket is on the side of justice," he answered, his head lowering.
Chief Saehara was angry. "This is horrible!" He took a flower pot from a nearby table and played mama-had-a-baby-and-it's-head-popped-off until there were no more flowers left. Then he pounded his fist on the table to startle all the policemen. And he did, which sort of made him happy. "We need some help."
Saehara began pacing back and forth. "We need someone with brains."
The police men drew back. "O-Of course, sir."
"We need someone tricky."
The policemen nodded. "Yes. Definitely!"
He stopped. "We need L."
The policemen blinked and exchanged confused glances.
"Your right, no one actually knows who he is." Saehara stared at the wall distantly. Then he snapped his fingers. "Ah! I have it! I'm a genius! A handsome genius!"
"What is it, Chief?" the policemen asked, feigning excitement.
"Let me tell you! You will simply love my plan!" And so he told them, in secretive whispers. As the author, I have the unfortunate task of letting you know that when people whisper in stories, and they are secretive whispers, I'm not supposed to tell you what they're saying. It creates an atmosphere of dramatic tension. You'll thank me later.
The policemen drew back when his secret whispering was done.
"Brilliant, Chief!"
"Yes, bravo!"
Though if they actually thought his plan was brilliant and bravo, we will never know. For telling a white lie was often safer than the truth around Chief Saehara.
Riku, Daisuke and Adonis peeked into the master bedroom.
"Holy crud, Donis, your room is huge," Riku said, stepping inside.
"Thank you!" Donis grinned as he put a tablecloth on a nearby table, lighting a bunch of a candles and spreading out a feast.
"Um, what are you doing?" Daisuke asked, narrowing an eye.
"Well, I thought I'd entertain Miss Riku while you go look for your silly possessed instrument." He pulled out a chair for Riku. She was about to sit down, but he stuck it back under the table and she sat on nothing. "If you really don't want to, though, I suppose we could search around together."
"Ow…" owed Riku, who had fallen in a poinsettia bush.
"Here it is, right above my bed." Donis gestured to the rather obvious Horn of Neptune on the wall. "But I must warn you-" Donis' eyes grew very dark "-if you so much as touch it, the possessed spirit inside will go on a rampage!" He squealed. "I'm sorry. Your fate is sort of funny to me, really."
"Yeah, I'm all a-twitter," Daisuke muttered sarcastically.
"Good luck, Daisuke," Riku encouraged, pushing him forward.
Daisuke sighed and transformed into Dark.
"Ooh, your purple-haired alter ego! I've had yet to see him," Donis said ecstatically.
"He's not really that special, huh?" Daisuke said.
"No. He's like you if you were pretty!" he answered truthfully.
"Why, thank you," Dark said in his usual suave manor, tossing his head to the side to get the bangs out of his face. Unfortunately, he hit the bed post.
"You have really tall bed posts, dude," Dark muttered, rubbing his head.
Donis grinned, unsure if that was something he should thank him for saying.
Dark rolled up his sleeves for no reason, which isn't really possible because he doesn't have sleeves. "Well… here it goes."
He jumped on top of Adonis' bed, which was rather bouncy and almost tempting, to reach the horn. His hands shook before it.
'Dark… are you… dare I say it… nervous?' Daisuke said obnoxiously in Dark's head.
"Shut up!" Dark shouted.
"Uh, who are you talking to?" Riku asked. She wondered if the presence of the horn was enough to make you crazy.
"Never mind!" Dark gritted his teeth and grabbed the horn, preparing himself for the worst.
But nothing happened.
"Maybe the spirit left," Riku suggested.
"Try shaking it," Donis suggested.
Dark somehow doubted that either idea was helpful. Perhaps the spirit was lurking in the deep shadows in the corners of the room, waiting to strike at just the right moment…
"Adonis, where is he?" Dark asked impatiently.
"Mm… oh! Oh! I remember now! Yes, he said tonight he was busy with some sort of a cooking competition today. I didn't really understand, but it sounded rather important," Donis explained. "Your timing couldn't have been more impeccable!"
"I feel so useless." Dark sighed dramatically.
"'Adonis?'" Riku asked. "What's with the extra syllable?"
"That's my real name! I took away the 'A' so my girlfriend and many admirers don't find out I'm actually the spirit of a statue." Donis winked.
"Yeah. That's really suspicious." Riku turned to Dark. "Oh, that's right. I have something for you."
"What is it, miss?" Dark said, approaching her. Riku slapped him in the face with a giant Temari fan.
"Owwwww!" Dark whined, his eyes large and pitiful.
"That's for kissing me in chapter two!" Riku laughed maniacally. "I was waiting for that for a long time."
"Ooh! This is exciting! I just love watching the plot thicken!" Donis exclaimed, shaking his hands girlishly with excitement.
"No one ever says thank you…" Dark muttered, rubbing his face before transforming back into Daisuke.
"Well, I'm going to wake up now." Riku stretched. "Bye, then."
Daisuke and Adonis looked at each other.
"What?" Daisuke asked.
"Well, duh. This is obviously a dream." She looked at them. "A very realistic dream, but a dream at that. Why do you two look so nervous?"
"I can't believe your playing the This-Is-All-A-Dream Card," Daisuke stated flatly.
Riku looked nervous now. "But… everything is so weird…"
"Oh, tell me about it," Daisuke said. "But seriously, you're not dreaming."
Riku looked at Donis, who was nodding with a smile that showed he could hardly contain his delight. She stared for a few more seconds, looking between her two classmates, and then raced out of the door, shouting for her sister.
"This is a problem," Daisuke noted.
"But more interesting than 'All My Children'," Donis squealed.
"Ah, well. We'd better go find her." Daisuke sighed and left the room.
"Risa! Risa!" Riku cried. She opened the door to their room. "Risaaaa!"
"I'm right here, Older Harada. What's up?" she asked through a mouthful of Pocky.
"Daisuke is Dark! He is, I just saw it!" Riku yelled.
Risa shook her head.
"You think I'm crazy, right?" Riku asked, drooping.
Risa shook her head again, smiling. "I can't believe it took you that long."
"Beg your pardon?" Riku said, blinking.
"Didn't I tell you my Pokemon cards know everything? If you'd just trusted me-"
Risa stopped short as Riku went down on her knees begging, "Teach me your waaaaaaaaayssss…"
Risa beamed. "Excellent. But first… get me more Pocky."
'This costs more than I thought,' Satoshi thought to Krad, paying the front desk guy. 'How am I supposed to pay off the fine from the yacht this way?'
'You could always be on the lam.'
'Please, Krad. I'm not like you.'
'If you were then maybe we'd meet women.'
'Yeah. Women in orange jumpsuits,' Satoshi answered sarcastically.
Krad mentally raised an eyebrow. 'We're going to meet female Naruto cosplayers?'
Satoshi smiled evilly. 'Never you mind, Krad. But I just got a call from the Police Chief, Saehara. Now we're going to capture Dark- once and for all.'
Oh noes! What will Daisuke and Dark do now? Chapter twenty six is next!