Title: There Isn't Time... For You or Me

Author: SapphirexKat2

Rating: PG 13 (for now) Overall: R

Pairing: SatoshixDaisuke .

Warnings: Slightly AU; Spoilers. Angst.

Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel. [pout]

Summary: Satoshi has to move to America for a while. He has exactly one week before he leaves. Can he tell Daisuke how he feels before then? In this chapter, Riku tells Daisuke how she feels and Satoshi comes to inheritance.

Status: incomplete series.

Chapter Three: How To Deal

Satoshi heard the curtain draw to the side, and he jumped to his feet when he saw Riku standing there, a confused expression on her face.

" Hiwatari-kun?" she asked curiously. " Oh right, you took him here this morning." A grateful smile crossed her face.

Satoshi felt his heart racing. Did she hear anything? Judging by her innocent expression, she didn't appear to know anything of what he had just said. " I have to get back to class," he muttered quickly, walking briskly passed her, wishing to get away as soon as possible. He briefly turned back and saw that she had stepped closer to Daisuke's bed. Perhaps Riku had a little confession to make as well. Satoshi could feel his heart literally shattering, and the splintering pieces were tearing his chest apart from the inside. He knew what it was too. Turning away, he continued to leave.

His hand was an inch away from the door knob when Hurina-san stopped him.

" Hiwatari-kun, what happened to your hand?" she asked, standing up from her desk.

Satoshi held up his said palms looked at them as if he could care less, even when the skin was chafed and pink. He couldn't feel them, actually. The Nurse went over to him and studied his hands, eyes squinting in her inspection. She clicked her tongue.

" Oh, that won't do. Come here, dear boy."

Satoshi didn't have the voice or will to protest.

== ==

The blue haired teen was taking his time, no longer in a hurry to get to class. Hurina-san managed to apply some ointment and lightly bandage his palms. Satoshi shouldn't have neglected his wounds. People would start noticing them. Would they also know of his neglected heart?

" Wait! Riku-san!"

Satoshi was startled out of his thoughts by the familiar voice. Was Daisuke awake already? He turned and saw Riku running rather quickly away from Daisuke in his direction. The older Harada twin brushed passed him with a hurried "Excuse me. Sorry, Hiwatari-kun." His breathing abruptly hitched as Daisuke's presence was fast approaching..

' Just ignore him,' Satoshi thought to himself. But he couldn't help but wonder why Daisuke was chasing after Riku, and why the girl was running away from him. Was she insane? But Satoshi somehow had an idea of why she was fleeing from Daisuke; for he had the very same reason.

And just like the pessimistic side predicted, Daisuke didn't even seem to acknowledge him in the pursuit of Riku. The red head ran right by him, calling after her.

" Riku! I just want to know what you said! Please stop."

Overwhelming agony suddenly hit Satoshi from all sides, starting with his chest. He had an idea of what Riku might have said - probably the same thing he was trying to say when he was in the infirmary. His vision began to blur with tears and his eyes stung along with the rest of his body.

'Stop it,' he tried to tell himself. ' Don't… You knew this would happen. It's your fault.' Satoshi blinked and hot paths of water fell down his cheeks. He reached into his pockets, prepared to walk away and just go home, but he felt something familiar that made him stop.

He pulled his right hand out and found a neatly folded handkerchief.

" Hiwatari-kun! Here, take this. Thank you for letting me borrow it."

This was the same handkerchief that he gave to Daisuke to wipe his tears away. Luckily, the red head had returned it. Would it now be like Daisuke was wiping his? Satoshi shook his head as he gazed at the piece of cloth. How stupid.

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Daisuke caught up to Riku at the fountain in the middle of the front yard. While she was breathless and flushed, he barely felt winded. She looked up at him, surprised by his stamina, and but dreading what was to come. At last, she would have to admit her true feelings to him, and her heart was on the line.

" Daisuke …"

" Riku-san, I just want to know," Daisuke said softly, looking desperate. And in a way, he was. He needed to know if he loved her. He needed to know what would happen for sure if he heard her say it again.

Riku finally gave in, the wide crimson eyes being her downfall. " Daisuke… ai… aishiteru," she whispered.

Daisuke held her gaze for a second longer, absorbing all of her and the information thoroughly. Why wasn't there anything? Why wasn't his heart beating madly like it did with…?

== Dark, nothing's happening.== he said, confused and slightly disappointed. == I… don't feel the same way. ==

[It's not her, Dai-chan.] Dark replied. He tried to feel something; he searched for at least a little trace of love from Daisuke to affect his DNA. But Daisuke's love for her wasn't like that. ' Damn it,' he cursed to himself, blocking the thought from his host. ' I still haven't escaped him in this life, just like the lifetimes before.'

Daisuke was still confused, but he smiled for Riku. She seemed hopeful, that maybe he loved her and not her sister. But instead of hearing Daisuke return her affections, he just gave her a long, tight hug. And she knew that they weren't meant to be.

" I love you, Riku-san. But not in that way," Daisuke whispered and pulled away. He sadly wiped away a few stray tears from her face, holding her cheek softly. " I hope you understand."

Riku sniffled and nodded, smiling despite herself. " I understand, Daisuke," she replied softly. And even though she was hurt and disappointed, she knew that someone else was even more so. She found him sitting with Daisuke in the infirmary before she interrupted.

Daisuke held her cheek a second longer. "I'm sorry," he said gently before darting off. There was only one person left, and hopefully he was still somewhere on campus.

Riku just stood by the fountain, the running water drowning her soft sobs. Why was Daisuke apologizing? " I hope… we can still be friends."

== ==

== I should have known sooner!== Daisuke scolded to himself as he ran through the halls. == Too many people got hurt because I was being so selfish.==

[ You are trying to discover who you are, Dai-chan. And now, you'll probably know for sure.]

== I hope so, Dark. I can't stand this anymore.==

As the red head rounded a corner, he smacked right into Oteru-san, the Hall Monitor. He was a big, strict and balding man with no compassion whatsoever. Everyone knew him and he knew everyone. Daisuke surprised them both when Oteru-san was on his ass on the floor and the teen was still standing.

Daisuke's eyes widened in both fear and disappointment. He knew what was coming. " Gomen nasai, Oteru-san," he cried, helping the older man to his feet. The hall monitor yanked his arm away and glared as he got up. " Gomen, ne."

" What are you doing out of class and running in the halls?" the man demanded, his face red with anger. Before Daisuke could reply, he interrupted. " Nevermind! I don't care!" Oteru pulled out a rectangular pad from his gray vest's breast pocket and flipped it open roughly, nearly ripping off the cover. Daisuke flinched.

[ Who's this guy?] Dark asked rudely, obviously annoyed. [ Tell him we're in a hurry.]

== Dark, I can't.== Daisuke replied rather pathetically. He was going to cry. == Today is not my day.==

Oteru scribbled something in the pad and ripped out the piece of paper, sneering at Daisuke's pout and watering eyes as he took it. " Detention today after school and all next week!" The man laughed evilly and pointed in the 8th grade hall's direction behind Daisuke. " Now get to class, Niwa."

Daisuke's eyes began to water even more as he read the Detention Slip. This was his first one this year! He promised himself that he'd try to be good and not get into any trouble like he did before (thanks to Saehara Takeshi). The red head turned and trudged to his ongoing class nearly ten minutes from ending. He greatly doubted that Satoshi would be there, that's why he was running around. How he had that feeling, he had no idea.

Slowly sliding the door open, Daisuke peeked his head in and entered as quietly as possible. He kept his head down while he made his way to his seat, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Mihoshi-sensei continued to write on the blackboard without missing a beat, probably not too concerned about his arrival (if she even noticed it at all). Daisuke was grateful for this. He didn't want attention attracted to him just yet.

He never paid much mind to it, but honestly, Daisuke could somehow sense that Satoshi was nearby. It was just like that morning after his first time as Dark. Satoshi suddenly opened the door for him right as he stood outside and ready to do it himself. Of course, Daisuke never mentioned it or asked Satoshi about it. But he often wondered how the Commander thought that he was the Phantom Thief. Just because he opened the Art Room's lock?

[ Why not ask him?] Dark chimed in just then. [ You keep asking yourself about how that creepy boy knows.]

== How about not.== Daisuke retorted. == That would just admit even more that I am you! He could record me and turn me in.==

The teen could feel Dark rolling his eyes. [ Damn, Dai-chan, you are paranoid. Give one good reason why the Commander would arrest you like that.]

Daisuke thought about it for a little while. He couldn't think of one.

[ He wouldn't sink so low…] Dark reasoned, then his attitude changed as he remembered something. [ But he did have that woman shoot me!] he said angrily.

The red head began to sulk at the thought of Shizuka. Where was Satoshi last night? Why wasn't he there like he always was? Was he finally tired of trying to arrest him? The questions brought him into depression.

== He lied to me, Dark,== Daisuke thought dejectedly, gazing blankly at his empty desk. == He said that he devoted his life to finding and catching me- that nothing else mattered. He was lying.== It was selfish, but he couldn't help it. He was always selfish with Satoshi's attention.

Dark didn't have a reply to that; for no matter what he said, it wouldn't be enough for his host. Dark knew that Satoshi wasn't lying; he could bet his life on that. But for the moment, Dark actually felt some doubt. Whywas Shizuka waiting for him instead of Satoshi? As much as he hated to admit it, the issue was eating at him as much as it was eating at Daisuke.

== Let's find him, Dai-chan. Then we'll know for sure if he was lying to you.==

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The pain continued on even when Satoshi got home. He felt out of breath and his body was burning up. He barely reached the couch when he collapsed to his knees, hugging himself tightly.

-- The pain…-- Satoshi moaned inwardly, gasping for much needed air.

[[ From whom?]] demanded a low, seductive voice from that back of his hazy mind. Satoshi oddly wasn't surprised. He almost expected it, like it was there all this time.

-- Dai…suke-- Satoshi managed to choke out. The other presence became furiously stronger, quickly overwhelming the control he had over his body. He felt like he was being engulfed by dark, comforting shadows. But within their depths he sensed danger. Danger for Daisuke, the one he loved.

[[ I'll kill him]] replied the ominous voice.

And Satoshi knew nothing more.

I didn't really like this chapter, but it was necessary. Did you like it? Please review to share your comments.

Thanks, SapphirexKat2