A/N: You.Dig.Sato/Riku.Pairings
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Hereafter...
...is when we find the meaning of it all.
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Chapter 4
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Before the sun even had a chance to shine over the horizon, Riku was stretching her arms to pull herself out of the nice sleep she had. It was one of those feelings you get after a wonderful dream—energized and ready to go. When she moved to her right, she felt her clothes rustle and bunch up around her torso and tried to smooth it out. She stopped when she realized she was still wearing her uniform. Her mind buzzed in trying to find logic in this situation.
'I fell asleep on my bed...no, it was the kitchen... Or did I really fall asleep there? Did I even clean up the kitchen? That's it: if it's not cleaned, then, I must have fallen asleep here and not there. On the other hand, that wouldn't prove much...'
She threw her legs over the side of her bed and got up. Before she left the room, she made sure she looked like she didn't sleep in her clothes. She'd change later after she made sure of the kitchen's condition.
Satoshi woke up with his heart racing and his breath coming in short gasps. Sweat rolled down his forehead and he wiped it away. 'Tell me this isn't happening...please, God, this can't be happening...' He sat stiffly in his bed trying to hear traces of the maniacal laughter from his nightmare. But the room gave no echoes of his vivid imagination and was undisturbed like the unbroken sky. It was early in the morning and nothing stirred in the house. Maybe he was going crazy. His throat tickled with dryness—aching for relief. Time to take trip to the kitchen.
Riku poked her head around the corner and peaked in the kitchen. It was spotless. Her forehead crinkled and her eyes became sharp with understanding. 'That means the dream...wasn't a dream. ...It was real?!' Her face reddened and the mere thought and shook her head. 'Why am I acting like this?' It's not like she knew him enough to have these kinds of feelings for her boss. Heck, it was just plain wrong!
After all, it might be that he didn't want an investment like her—the one responsible for cleaning up his house for the most important party of the year—getting laid...up! Laid up! Getting sick! Her brain overheated, as well as her face, from trying to make up excuses. 'Just remember, Riku. You are just a maid. A maid! Nothing more. Don't think of ridiculous fancies...since when did it become a fancy?!'
Again, she shook her head. 'Remember the first day you got here? He was about to fire you, then, he makes you carry your things without offering any help, insults your intelligence, makes you do an inane, impossible task—he's mean, he's cold, he's ugly to you, harsh, uh, um, he's—'
"Ms Harada?"
She turned around and caught sight of his unbuttoned shirt which revealed a well-defined chest and abs that went well with his soft skin.
'—the sexiest man alive.' Her face reddened like a blazing sunburn. She averted her eyes downward on her dress—dress?! Oh, damn. Her dirty clothes. His lack of clothes...she had to get out of his presence before she looked like a radioactive tomato.
"G-good morning, Mr. Hiwatari." She bowed. "Please, excuse me. There's much more work to be done, today." She looked at his eyes for any sign of understanding but got a cold stare, instead. 'Eep.' That was her cue to exit. She turned around and took stiff, quick steps.
"I'm pleased with your progress," she heard him say. "Keep up the good work."
She turned around from his words of praise and felt her breath stop. So, the bastard did have a heart. She smiled warmly and bowed. "Thank you...," she said quietly and left the kitchen.
In the first-floor bathroom, Riku turned on the sink and water rushed out. The bathroom in her room—or in the other rooms as she's found out—were as dead as a door nail. She wondered what was wrong, and what made this one of the only functioning bathrooms. It was also clean. Maybe this and the third floor bathroom were the only ones that worked. She turned off the sink and proceeded to strip her clothes off her body.
'Oh, well. Why am I worrying about bathrooms, anyways? It's his crazy house and it should be none of my business...'
His head was pounding like giant drums reverberating throughout his mind. Satoshi almost dropped the glass of water after swallowing two tablets of pain-killer. 'Why does it hurt so much?' Visions of Riku's face played over in his mind. Her sweet smile, her hazelnut eyes... His head felt light, and he moved around like a drunken man finding his way back to his room. He took careful steps in the dark hallway and felt his condition worsen. Satoshi propped his hand against a doorknob and the door gave way since it wasn't shut properly. But he grasped it tightly to avoid falling and slightly swung with the door.
When he looked up, his body froze from the sight before him. In front of him was Riku, naked and bare. With the pale, morning light streaming through the window, her body seemed to glow softly with the clouds of steam slowly filling the room. Careful not to slam the door, he quickly shut it with the knob turned so there wouldn't be a distinct "click."
Crossing his arms over his chest, he pretended and stated over and over in his mind that it never happened, but his cherry-red face obviously stated otherwise.
Riku turned around at the sudden, cold draft that came from behind her. She walked up to the door and stared at the lock before finally turning it, securing the door.
'Like I said before—this is a crazy, old house.'
Satoshi picked up his glasses and squinted when he looked through them. Taking them off, he realized that his vision cleared. 'It's nothing, it's nothing. My eyes probably improved over these years...'
No, that couldn't be possible. He was almost as blind as a bat. There was no way, unless through laser eye surgery, that his vision could get better.
Suddenly, his backed ached at two spots underneath his shoulder-blades.
A/N: Really? I'm the first ever to post a Sato/Riku coupling fanfic on here?! Awesome!
Okay, it's not really because I'm against Dai/Riku. I just thought that a Satoshi and Riku would actually make a good pairing in AUs.
And when, you ask, will Riku discover little tidbits of Satoshi's dark past? Ah... it's either I don't know, or I'm not telling—or both. Who knows? I do! Muahahaha! Stay tuned for the next crazy chapter of the two mortals who shall be my pawns for fluff-based DNAngel fanfics! I think Daisuke will have an appearance in Ch. 5 or 6. Also, the other characters will pop up sometime in the future: Dark, Risa, Krad, etc, etc...
