"Daisuke, stop!"

Daisuke stopped a few feet from the front door, "what? We need to find a way home." He looked back and noticed Dark's bare chest and loose, baggy pants. "Why aren't you dressed?" he asked.

"You had me running about the house, you idiot," Dark replied angrily.

"It…shouldn't matter, right? I mean…this world is fake…we're not going to be here very long, right?"

Dark shook his head, "Is there a problem?"

"No! No," Daisuke answered, "just…hurry up, ok? I'm sick of this place."

"Whatever." Daisuke watched Dark walk off in his usual, arrogant fashion.

"I just hope Engel isn't coming today," he whispered to himself as he glanced out the window nervously.

"Oh my god!"

"A-are you ok…Dark?" Daisuke tip toed over to the bathroom. Dark was staring at the mirror in horror.

"It's so flat."

"Flat?"

"My hair looks like shit! I've never seen…"

"Dark, you're acting like a girl!" Daisuke scolded incredulously.

"Easy for you to say, Daisuke. Your hair always sucks." Daisuke opened his mouth to protest, but Dark continued, "Besides, I have a reputation."

The younger boy gawked in disbelief, "are…you…serious?"

"Of course I'm not serious. Still, there's no harm in having great hair." Daisuke groaned impatiently and Dark glared back at him.

"I'm waiting by the door."

"Are we actually going to school? It's not like your grades here matter," Dark muttered as he lazily walked beside Daisuke. He was dressed in a school uniform, but still managed to look like a male model by putting his own spin on it. He had left his black, button-up shirt untucked and the top four buttons open. The buttons on his cuffs were also undone and his red tie hung loosely about his neck. The uniform's white jacket matched the slacks and he wore it with the collar up.

"You know," Daisuke replied, "I preferred walking to school when you were in my head and no one could see you."

"What makes you say that?"

"Oh, Hideyoshi" a young girl screamed as she ran over to them, "you hair looks so amazing! It's so different!" Dark grinned attractively at her and Daisuke could have sworn she would faint on him.

"We're late for school," Daisuke moaned. The girl ignored him and giggled.

"Are you going to do your hair like that on Saturday? We'd be such an amazing couple on our date!"

"Date, huh?"

"Please say you'll do your hair that way!"

"Of course."

"Oh! All my friends will be so jealous!" With that, the girl skipped off giddily.

"I don't suppose we could—"

"C'mon, Dark! You came here to bring me home, not date girls! Besides, you don't even know her."

"Since when was that a requirement?"

"Dark--!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Hey, Hideyoshi!" another voice called.

'Oh no.' Daisuke spun about to face Engel and made frantic shooing motions with his hands while Dark began to turn. To Daisuke's dismay, Engel did not catch his meaning fast enough.

Dark grabbed Engel's shirt when he noticed his Krad-like features. "Well, Krad, you saved me the trouble of searching for you," he growled. Engel's smile turned into an expression of pure terror as his best friend pinned him to a nearby wall. Daisuke was surprised he could feel pity toward someone who looked so much like his enemy.

"Dark, wait!" he cried.

"Wh-what's going on?" Engel asked timidly. He pulled at Dark's hand in an unsure attempt to release himself. Dark made a fist and prepared to strike.

Daisuke practically pounced on Dark's arm to stop him, "Dark, let him go!"

"What!?" Dark replied incredulously, "he started all this! He must know how to get us out."

"He's no more Krad than you are Hideyoshi," Daisuke whispered, hoping Engel would not hear, "his name is Engel. He's from Germany and he's Hideyoshi's close friend."

"How close?"

"They sneak cigarettes together behind their school and get each other dates."

Dark glanced over Engel before releasing him. The other boy ignored the ruffled state of his uniform and stared at Dark, expecting another attack. Instead, Dark smiled, "gotcha." He laughed at Engel's expense, "you should've seen the look on your face."

Engel straightened his coat indignantly and scoffed, "I'll get my revenge for that."

"You can try." Dark laughed once again. Daisuke was astonished at how easy it was for him to pose as Hideyoshi. Dark's laughter died down and the embarrassed look on Engel's face faded away, signaling the end of that particular conversation.

"Anyway," Engel began, "you wanted me to remind you about the movie later tonight. You remember those pretty chicks we ran into a few days ago? I got them to come with us."

"Another date?" Daisuke accidentally asked aloud.

Engel ignored him, "you still in?"

"You think I'd let you have all the fun? Of course I'm in," Dark replied enthusiastically.

Engel grinned and started walking, "school time. Let's get this over with so we can get on with our lives, eh?"

Dark waited for his German friend to get a few feet ahead before leaning over to whisper to Daisuke, "I think I like this 'Krad'."