Birthday
What would be,if Daisuke and Satoshi were two "normal" boys in a "normal life" without their alter egos?
Read and find it out! This story will contain some chapters and there will be some (^-^) shounen ai in the next ones. I'm sorry if there are some grammar faults, but I've written this fic very very late... (or very very early?) ^^; so, GOMEN!!! Ehrm... I will publish the first two chapters now... I hope you will like it! ^^
Disclaimer: D.N. Angel is not mine... sniff (I want Satoshi!!! Arrrghhh!!!) ^^;;;
Chapter 1
An empty cold bedroom....
The feeling of lonlyness...
Sadness...
Satoshi woke up by the piercing ring of his alarm clock. Sleepy as he was, he fumbled to this damned thing to get it reticent.
Slowly his mind became clear. What day was today?
Saturday.
He forced himself to get up, because ther was school today... this damned school...
At the next moment, as he recognized what day was today, he was glad that there was something stupid like school.
An icy feeling came up inside him and sadness and pain winced his soul.
Bitter memories....
Today was his birthday... his damned birthday. He hated this day like nothing else. Suddenly he sat up - and he wished he hadn't done it. There was it again, his low blod preassure. For a moment he could only see darkness because of this attack of dizziness. Still, he forced himself to get up.
"If I stayed in bed, I would only think about this damned day" he thought. "This day that my life had changed completely..."
As he looked out of his window, he saw the peaceful snowflakes fallig down. Was it only his imagination or was this icy, dry coldness from outside transfused to his heart?
"My God, don't get sentimental, Satoshi" he said out loud. But he couldn't shake of this odd feeling of sadness and lonlynessthat conquered his soul.
Slowly he startet is morning routine. The blue haired boy shuffled along the floor to the bathroom. For a moment he stood in front of the mirror and stared at his reflection. "Happy birthday, Satoshi" he said ironically, but in his voice was also sadness... He tried to ignore this feeling, but he knew thatthis day would be frustrating and that he would ponder on his previous life the whole time.
He sighed and began to clean his teeth, pushed his face into icy water to get his mind clear again and took on his school uniform.
He looked at the clock and was alarmed how late it was. He had to hurry up to be at school at the right time! This dammned day!
He put on his gasses,slipped on his coat hurried. Took his schoolbag and left his appartment.
While he went outside and stepped into the soft snow, he knew that it was not an imagination. Here it was as cold as it was in his heart... And as abandoned...
Satoshi entered the classroom and was going straight to his desk, ignoring his cheerful and laughing classmates. It seemed that nobody noticed him, but this was allright. He hadn't any friends. The reason was that distanced himself from others. Maybe a protection. For that he would not be hut again like in the past.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't recognized that two aber eyes watched him carfully. This boy with this warm aber eyes was Daisuke Niwa, a little bit dopey and nervous 14 years old. He was astonishet at Hiwataris behaviour, which was more odd than other days.
After the lessons he wlaked towards Saehara, a little bit scared that he has to do his duties again.
"Ehrm... Saehara-kun?" the redhead asked.
The raven haired boy turned around. "Whassup, Niwa?"
"Uhm...Do you know what's wrong with Hiwatari-kun today? He looked so sad and absent." tubled it out of Daisuke.
"Dunno.." Saehara shrugged "Maybe he has a bad day. But he had neversaid much since he's in our class. A little bit cool and arrogand if you ask me... Don't think too much about it Niwa-kun."
Saehara took is books into his bag.
"OH... YEAHH!!!" he screamed out to Daisuke and the crimson haired boy startled.
"Eh....?"
"Maybe it's that's why... It's his birthday today. One don't get younger, ne?" Saehara grinned.
"He has birthday?" Daisuke asked dismayed at this news. "So why have no one gratulated him?"
Saehara groanded. "Because he hasn't told it anyone, you dope. And I only knew it because I'm writnig for the school paper... And so I know EVERYTHING!" He grinned at Daisuke and pushed him a little bit... This was Saeharas manner.
Daisuke sighed and took his school bag. "Ok, Saehara-kun. Have a nice weekend. We'll see monday!"
"Yo, Dausuke-kun...See ya!"
"What an odd day. Seems that there is something wrong with Hiwatari-kun." Daisuke thought on his way home... He didn't knew the blue haired boy very well, but he could feel his sad charisma.
When the redhead arrived home, he told his mother the story about Hiwatari. Her reaction was as extrem as every time.
"WHAT?!" Emiko shrieked. "He has birthday and no one grtulated him? Increadible. In which times do we live?!" Then she frowned. "Listen, Dai- chan. You'll visit Hiwatari-san this evening, gratulate him and bring this cake to him I will bake now!"
"Okasan! Do you nearly know what's going on outside? There's a heavy snowstorm. Remember?" But the ruby haired boy knew that he had lost. His mother got her own way every time. And her next words confirmed his suspicion.
"No way, Dai-chan. You're going ther tonight! And don't talk to me like this again!"
"Mou..."
Daisuke sighed when he heard his mother working in the kitchen - preparing one of her famous cakes. "So what? I will do it..." he murmured and shrugged. But deep inside he knew, that he won't visit Hiwatari only that his mother getts her own way. He was reaaly concerned about the blue haired boy. He seemed to be really sad. And Daisuke wanted to find out what's wrong with him and, of course, to help him.
In the late afternoon Daisuke got on his way to Hiwatari - after his mother wrapped him up into a thick coat and a scarf orround his throat. Now, the redhead thought to knowhow it will feel to be sushi. He made a face and left the house with a good smelling chocolate cake in his hands. He walked along the sidewalk and could hear his mother call for him that he should take care of himself. Then, the snowstorm made it impossible for him to understand some more words. He concentrated himself to get on the right way in this storm and looked down to the note with Hiwatari's adress in is hands. He had it drom Saehara and wondered how he should decipher his scrawlings. He sighed again, maybe the 100th time this day, and somehow he made it possible to find Hiwatari's appartment.
What would be,if Daisuke and Satoshi were two "normal" boys in a "normal life" without their alter egos?
Read and find it out! This story will contain some chapters and there will be some (^-^) shounen ai in the next ones. I'm sorry if there are some grammar faults, but I've written this fic very very late... (or very very early?) ^^; so, GOMEN!!! Ehrm... I will publish the first two chapters now... I hope you will like it! ^^
Disclaimer: D.N. Angel is not mine... sniff (I want Satoshi!!! Arrrghhh!!!) ^^;;;
Chapter 1
An empty cold bedroom....
The feeling of lonlyness...
Sadness...
Satoshi woke up by the piercing ring of his alarm clock. Sleepy as he was, he fumbled to this damned thing to get it reticent.
Slowly his mind became clear. What day was today?
Saturday.
He forced himself to get up, because ther was school today... this damned school...
At the next moment, as he recognized what day was today, he was glad that there was something stupid like school.
An icy feeling came up inside him and sadness and pain winced his soul.
Bitter memories....
Today was his birthday... his damned birthday. He hated this day like nothing else. Suddenly he sat up - and he wished he hadn't done it. There was it again, his low blod preassure. For a moment he could only see darkness because of this attack of dizziness. Still, he forced himself to get up.
"If I stayed in bed, I would only think about this damned day" he thought. "This day that my life had changed completely..."
As he looked out of his window, he saw the peaceful snowflakes fallig down. Was it only his imagination or was this icy, dry coldness from outside transfused to his heart?
"My God, don't get sentimental, Satoshi" he said out loud. But he couldn't shake of this odd feeling of sadness and lonlynessthat conquered his soul.
Slowly he startet is morning routine. The blue haired boy shuffled along the floor to the bathroom. For a moment he stood in front of the mirror and stared at his reflection. "Happy birthday, Satoshi" he said ironically, but in his voice was also sadness... He tried to ignore this feeling, but he knew thatthis day would be frustrating and that he would ponder on his previous life the whole time.
He sighed and began to clean his teeth, pushed his face into icy water to get his mind clear again and took on his school uniform.
He looked at the clock and was alarmed how late it was. He had to hurry up to be at school at the right time! This dammned day!
He put on his gasses,slipped on his coat hurried. Took his schoolbag and left his appartment.
While he went outside and stepped into the soft snow, he knew that it was not an imagination. Here it was as cold as it was in his heart... And as abandoned...
Satoshi entered the classroom and was going straight to his desk, ignoring his cheerful and laughing classmates. It seemed that nobody noticed him, but this was allright. He hadn't any friends. The reason was that distanced himself from others. Maybe a protection. For that he would not be hut again like in the past.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't recognized that two aber eyes watched him carfully. This boy with this warm aber eyes was Daisuke Niwa, a little bit dopey and nervous 14 years old. He was astonishet at Hiwataris behaviour, which was more odd than other days.
After the lessons he wlaked towards Saehara, a little bit scared that he has to do his duties again.
"Ehrm... Saehara-kun?" the redhead asked.
The raven haired boy turned around. "Whassup, Niwa?"
"Uhm...Do you know what's wrong with Hiwatari-kun today? He looked so sad and absent." tubled it out of Daisuke.
"Dunno.." Saehara shrugged "Maybe he has a bad day. But he had neversaid much since he's in our class. A little bit cool and arrogand if you ask me... Don't think too much about it Niwa-kun."
Saehara took is books into his bag.
"OH... YEAHH!!!" he screamed out to Daisuke and the crimson haired boy startled.
"Eh....?"
"Maybe it's that's why... It's his birthday today. One don't get younger, ne?" Saehara grinned.
"He has birthday?" Daisuke asked dismayed at this news. "So why have no one gratulated him?"
Saehara groanded. "Because he hasn't told it anyone, you dope. And I only knew it because I'm writnig for the school paper... And so I know EVERYTHING!" He grinned at Daisuke and pushed him a little bit... This was Saeharas manner.
Daisuke sighed and took his school bag. "Ok, Saehara-kun. Have a nice weekend. We'll see monday!"
"Yo, Dausuke-kun...See ya!"
"What an odd day. Seems that there is something wrong with Hiwatari-kun." Daisuke thought on his way home... He didn't knew the blue haired boy very well, but he could feel his sad charisma.
When the redhead arrived home, he told his mother the story about Hiwatari. Her reaction was as extrem as every time.
"WHAT?!" Emiko shrieked. "He has birthday and no one grtulated him? Increadible. In which times do we live?!" Then she frowned. "Listen, Dai- chan. You'll visit Hiwatari-san this evening, gratulate him and bring this cake to him I will bake now!"
"Okasan! Do you nearly know what's going on outside? There's a heavy snowstorm. Remember?" But the ruby haired boy knew that he had lost. His mother got her own way every time. And her next words confirmed his suspicion.
"No way, Dai-chan. You're going ther tonight! And don't talk to me like this again!"
"Mou..."
Daisuke sighed when he heard his mother working in the kitchen - preparing one of her famous cakes. "So what? I will do it..." he murmured and shrugged. But deep inside he knew, that he won't visit Hiwatari only that his mother getts her own way. He was reaaly concerned about the blue haired boy. He seemed to be really sad. And Daisuke wanted to find out what's wrong with him and, of course, to help him.
In the late afternoon Daisuke got on his way to Hiwatari - after his mother wrapped him up into a thick coat and a scarf orround his throat. Now, the redhead thought to knowhow it will feel to be sushi. He made a face and left the house with a good smelling chocolate cake in his hands. He walked along the sidewalk and could hear his mother call for him that he should take care of himself. Then, the snowstorm made it impossible for him to understand some more words. He concentrated himself to get on the right way in this storm and looked down to the note with Hiwatari's adress in is hands. He had it drom Saehara and wondered how he should decipher his scrawlings. He sighed again, maybe the 100th time this day, and somehow he made it possible to find Hiwatari's appartment.