Secret Admirer

Disclaimers: I don't own D.N. Angel... I guess that pretty much sums it up...

Warning: Yaoi, Shounen-ai, Cursing.

GA: Chapter two up! Yes! I've got two special guest appearances here. Though of different anime... try to guess who they are. ) Yeah, knowing my obsessions, as if that's so hard to guess...

A yawn escaped beautiful, luscious lips as the pale boy stretched languidly causing his sheets to rustle in his wake. His brows had knotted in consternation when he realized the light passing through his window was too bright for early morning sunshine. A growl came out when a bolt of pain coursed through his head causing him to bury it into his pillow to block out the migraine.

Pale fingers curled around the silken sheets as he fought the urge to get up and instead tried falling back to sleep. He had quickly glanced at his clock and knew that no matter if he got up now, he wouldn't make it to school anyway. He didn't need the knowledge they provided; he knew them all by heart.

The reason he was silently cursing his sick blonde alter ego for the hangover was because this forced him to stay at home, effectively restraining him from spending the day ogling his redhead classmate from where he sat.

He had had a crush on Daisuke the moment he laid eyes on the genki boy and knew that he would forever be smitten by him. Krad hadn't really been all that accepting of his sudden infatuation to an enemy but hell, since when did Satoshi care what Krad thought? The blonde never thought of him other than a host from where he could feed off. He was a cold, unfeeling, shitty, son of a bitch that could care less for the emotions of others as long as it served his purpose. Curse the bastard to hell...

Now Satoshi-sama. Such vehemence towards me so early in the morning is not going to help your hang over in any way... the sadistic, manipulative tone of his other self whispered in his mind, though for some reason it did not hold its usual domineering presence.

"Oh shut up Krad." The name growled out with sarcasm, mocking his counterpart. "You're the reason why I have to put up with this splitting headache in the first place!" His arm stretched out and pulled the dark blue silken covers of his bed up and over his head causing the cool material to brush lightly over his exposed skin making him shiver.

His mind went from sleepy to awake in a matter of seconds as blue eyes shot open and slowly narrowed as realization dawned on him. He had gone to bed last night fully clothed so why was he wearing only his boxers? Either Krad took the liberty of discarding his garments and just sleep in his underwear, which Satoshi doubted his angelic alter ego would do, or something else happened last night that he didn't know about. A gut wrenching feeling eased its way into his stomach as he hated where this was going.

"Krad?" the blue haired boy called as his apprehension intensified when he noticed his other self did not even try to say something in his defense to his rebuke earlier.

"Krad." He whispered again, wanting to find out more that ever what happened.

It's nothing Satoshi-sama. The reply was a mere whisper in his mind. Living with such a man in him allowed the supreme commander to realize if something was troubling his blonde self and this calm behavior was out of the ordinary especially for such a psychopath.

"C'mon Krad." Satoshi said as he shifter on the mattress. "What's wrong?" the question came out as more of a demand and he felt the white angel flinch slightly at it.

Krad was saved from answering at the moment when the doorbell to his house rang once, signaling a visitor. Giving a groan, Satoshi reluctantly got out of bed and made his way to the front part of his apartment to see who it might be. He was fairly tempted to ignore the unexpected guest and make himself a very strong cup of coffee but thought better than to leave someone standing outside.

You might want to put on a pair of pants first before getting the door Satoshi-sama. The cool reminder brought to notice his near nakedness. Quickly grabbing the article of clothing from his hamper and making sure it would still serve its purpose with out giving anything away, he put it on, not all that happy that the black pants hung a bit too low for his taste and went to see who was at the door.

Opening the wooden entryway to his house, he held a pale hand on the doorknob as he squinted blue eyes to get a good look at whoever was standing on his doorstep. He had forgotten to wear his glasses but he could clearly see the man was someone he didn't know.

Dark crimson hair, pale skin and sharp violet eyes caught his attention as the supreme commander leaned against the doorframe crossing his arms across his chest.

"Can I help you?" the young teen asked as he noticed a slight widening of amethyst orbs as a flash of emotion passed through them when they caught sight of his neck. Of what emotion, he didn't know.

"Um, yes." Shifting the package in his arms caused the blue haired boy to notice a bouquet resting atop them. "Is there a Mr. Krad here? I was asked to deliver this to him." Satoshi's uncertainty for the man grew as he wondered how someone like him would know the name kept as a secret for centuries. Nodding his head once, he quickly replied needing to finish his conversation with the blonde all the more.

"He lives here but just stepped out for the moment. If you leave it here, I'll be sure he gets them." A white lie escaped his lips as the young boy suppressed the angel with in him from objecting.

The pale man nodded once as he handed the bouquet to him. As the blue haired boy cradled the blood red roses and studied each of them, his curiosity reached its peak. He caught the man who delivered them; hoping it would shed some light on the subject.

"I'm sorry I don't know who it's from it was just ordered over the phone." Somehow his tone was empathic as if he felt sorry for the young teen not getting to know who sent it. Giving a slight nod, Satoshi saw the older man make his way down the hall outside his apartment and meet with a man with long orange reddish hair put in place by a green bandana and shades. He looked like a foreigner by the looks of it.

Suddenly blue eyes met green as the gaijin looked up and gave a wide grin at the same time, giving the young teen a feeling as if the man knew his deepest darkest secrets; like his mind was being read like an open book.

The man who had delivered the roses seemed to have sensed his uneasiness as he quickly grabbed the green-sleeved arm of his companion and effectively broke their eye contact. Satoshi was able to catch the slight utterance of something along the lines of 'perverted German telepath' but he wasn't quite sure as he quickly closed the door, thankful that he was alone again.

Heaving a loud sigh, he focused his attention to the bouquet he held. Blue eyes scanned the roses as he walked back to his bedroom, slightly pondering whom in their right minds would send his alter ego such a beautiful arrangement. It was only now that he got to appreciate the properly made presentation.

With a dozen of so crimson colored roses in full bloom wrapped in a sky blue ornamental paper was something Satoshi thought odd to give to his secretive psychopathic self. Stopping just in front of his full-length mirror, his eyes caught sight of a light yellow card addressing to the white winged angel. Lift6ing it casually to get a good look as it, his eyes quickly darted to the bottom catching the name of the person who sent it.

His eyes darkened as he saw 'Secret Admirer' printed on it knowing that the sender did not give anything of his identity away. Turning his attention to the note itself, confusion and shock took hold of him as he read what it held.

'Krad

Last night was a night I would want to experience again. If you would give me the opportunity, come to the fountain overlooking the bay tonight. I'll be waiting...'

Blue eyes widened immensely as he swore his jaw dropped straight to the ground. Disbelief and anger swept across him like the cool wind blowing through his window as he felt his patience for the blonde blow over the top.

"KRAD!!" the usually calm voice boomed to a dramatic level. "I demand an explanation for this! What did you do last night and who the hell sent this?!" eyes filed with utmost hatred for the blonde came up and looked at his own reflection, willing the image of the white angel to come out and confront him. Krad stayed silent though, giving the supreme commander some more time to stare at his image. Attentive gaze quickly caught sight of a red mark plastered on his neck in contrast to his pale skin. That officially caused Satoshi to lose it.

"KRAD! WHAT IS THIS?!" he pointed to the mark knowing the blonde knew exactly what he was talking about. "I want to know right now what is going on!"

I'm sorry Satoshi-sama... The whispered apology was sincere for one like him.

"Krad what are you talk--." Pain suddenly gripped the teen's chest as he dropped the roses falling to his knees in the process. He held his chest, trying his best to suppress the man from taking control but to no avail. Searing pain shot through his back and he screamed the moment white silky wings erupted to spread a veil of feathers around him. Blood spattered themselves unto the walls and he continued to experience torture through out the whole process.

His suffering of uncontrollable pain was brought to a halt as soon as the transformation was complete, though the sound of screams still hung in the air around him.

Small pools of blood spattered on the tiled floor surrounding the body but the new figure paid them and the pain in is back no heed. They would heal eventually. Instead, he stood from his crouched position stretching his tight muscles first before moving cat like yellow eyes to his image in the mirror. Pale flesh took the light of the sun shining through the window perfectly, allowing it to carve out his beautiful physique. His eyes quickly roved over his own body as he assessed the reasons for his host's outbursts.

It was expected; his reaction, the mark of a night of men in heat. But Krad hadn't anticipated the stranger to send him flowers, asking for another night. Anyone would have been surprised considering his character of solitude and constant silence. Accompanied with the hangover from last night, Satoshi's sudden outburst of anger towards him was understandable.

Slowly, Krad ran light fingers across his lips, remembering the way the other man's lips felt on his, before trailing them down his neck to land on the reddened mark. Tracing circles on it, an uncharacteristic smile curved up the corner of his mouth and he allowed himself to get lost in the lingering thought of last night's unforgettable experience. His wandering hand roamed across his chest as he tried to recreate the feel but was unable to.

Yellow eyes caught sight of the roses lying innocently on the floor and he made a move to get them. Cradling the bouquet in his arms, he fell back unto his silken sheets. He, as of this moment, managed to put the young teen inside of him to sleep to keep him out of his way; giving him the opportunity to muse over the unidentifiable man more.

His eyes fluttered close as his soft lips parted slightly, silently pleading for invisible ones to cover them. His hands felt for a rose in the bouquet and picked it out to bring it close to his face. The blood red petals grazed lightly on the tip of his nose and he could smell the brilliantly fragrant scent before it traveled to his lips, dancing velvet soft petals over them.

His other hand wandered to the button of his pants and slowly undid them, bringing the zipper down as imagination supplied the fantasy feel of last night. Wriggling the article of clothing free, he raked fingers over the constricted member in contrast to the smooth motion of the flower roaming over his chest.

A soft moan escaped his lips as he willed his body to feel rather than see. His thumb ran over the spot where the garter met flesh and it teased the material off, exposing his whole body bare to the cool wind. A shiver ran down his spine but the white angel ignored it, bringing the rose over his hard member and slowly traced it over the manhood, causing a jolt of ecstasy to convulse through his body.

The soft and tender feel of the stranger's touch filled his mind accompanied with utmost irritation and regret at being unable to get it just right. A frustrated growl came through grit teeth and an adventurous finger grazed over the sensitive skin there. Trailing his fingers over the stiff length, his thumb played over the small opening, making drops of white liquid form there. He felt the warmth of his hand envelop his manhood but knew that it would never compare to the fell of last night's touches.

Opening his eyes to a half-lidded manner, he took the rose, broke off a part of the stem to leave only the cup shaped portion of the flower in his grasp. Placing it firmly between his hand and his hard member, he started to run his hand up and down his length with practiced ease and allowed the sensation of cool, soft petals over his hot and hard organ to wash over him, losing himself to the feel. His free hand went to run fleeting touches over one of his nipples as the pumping motion continued below. His mouth opened to release pleasurable moans and gasps as his hands did what his imagination wanted them to.

Images of lips on his hot body leaving wet kisses accompanied with hands not hesitant to please filled his mind, not holding back anything as he wished his own hand was that of the mysterious man's. His breathing was becoming hitched as he felt his organ pulsate showing that he was about to come.

Not wanting to give in yet, he slowed the movement on his manhood and allowed the rose to toy with his sensitive flesh, teasing the tip a little before running it down to his shaft to tickle the two orbs there and trail the inner side of his thighs.

He brought it back up and resumed his ministrations on his length, thoughts of last night once again filling his memory. How he was touched, kissed, controlled, overpowered, seduced, and pleasured was enough to bring him over the edge. With one final jerk, the rose now crushed under his harsh actions, he arched forward and gave a scream of ecstasy as a stream of white liquid came out and traveled down his shaft and hand, tainting the crumpled rose and the dark blue sheets with them.

Opening his eyes to stare at the ceiling, he allowed his hand to release his limp member and flick the semen stained rose into some part of the room, not really caring for where it went.

His insides felt like they were on fire as he burned for more, knowing that he could never provide anything other than what has happened. He yearned for more than this feeling of emptiness eating up inside of him, he needed to be filled both physically and emotionally. He had been alone for far too long, duty being the only thing tying him to existence, bounding him time and time again to a life of seclusion and sorrow.

At least for one night, he wanted to feel human. Feel the need for release to be sweeter than any he could provide himself. For one night, he could find solace in another also willing to please. For one night...

Taking the card from where it lay on his bed, he brought it close and a wry smile curved his lips. For one night, he could be free.

Phew! That was hard! Hope you guys enjoyed it though. I bet you can guess what the next chapter's about. Heh, as if it'll really be that hard to guess... speaking of guesses did you guys figure out who my guests were. (squeal!) He he he.

Reply to those who reviewed:

RutsuSatoshi- wow! My first review! (grins) yes, Krad being drunk can bring out a lot of possibilities. XD!

Lilac Dew- well, you'll be happy to know that I followed your advice and continued. D not a lot of Dark/Krad ficcies? Guess that's we're here ;)

golden-flame4- no! it wasn't DARK! Hehe, just kidding. D thanks! I was going for hot! (wide evil grin)

Sheridan- you're wish is my command. Please, Review! XD

Ziggy Sparks- oh don't you worry your pretty little head, I will finish it. And Krad is sooo going to get it hard. XP or maybe... nah, if I tell ya now, it'll be ruining the ending. (grin)

whiteangelguardian- Krad like this is FUN!!!!Just you wait. He'll be of more of an amusement to the public in the next chapters to follow. XP!

Hikari Fubuki- your second chapter is served. Enjoy the ficcy and please direct you comments to the review box. Thank you. XD!

zeynel- thank you!Wait a while and find out how Krad would react when he finds out who it was... (snicker) as for Satoshi, I guess this chap answered your question on him, however, Daisuke's still to follow. XD

silvertears- it was? Hehe, thanks. XD Hope this also reaches your expectation of sexy as well. XD

Bryjin- thanks for the complement! XD yeah I didn't really dwell much on the description of who the stranger was but that just adds up to the suspense dontcha think? But then again, considering that people actually guessed it right the first time, not much suspense there huh? (shrug) oh well. Second chappy for you my dear. ;)

Kuroi Kaitou- really? Thanks for the complement! XD

Hope this chap reached all your expectations. Review ok?! (pleading smile) till next chap!

-Gunning Angel-