Title: Boys of Summer
Author: SapphirexKat2
Rating: PG-13 (At least for a while)
Pairing: Eventual SatoshixDaisuke; KradxDark .
Warnings: VERY AU (no Phantom Thief, Wing Tamers, etc.); Maybe a little OoC.
Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel nor its gorgeous bishounen.
Summary: Dark and Daisuke Niwa go to Summer Camp for a whole month. Meanwhile, they meet two half brothers, who both moved from Tokyo. Two get on the right foot, but not the other pair. Alas, they arrive at the camp and receive cabin/team assignments.
Status: Incomplete series.
Chapter 2: Arriving at Summer
000
Daisuke appreciated his mother's consideration. As they say, mothers knew everything (and what was best), and her woman's intuition probably foresaw this event. The four teens ate in relative silence; Dark glared occasionally (at his brother and at Krad), Daisuke smiled occasionally (to anyone who caught his gaze, mainly Satoshi), Satoshi just chewed slowly, and Krad kept stealing glances at Dark when he wasn't glaring at him. While their mouths were full and said nothing, their body language spoke volumes. Too bad they were too oblivious to read into them.
Twenty minutes later, the four containers were near empty as the boys finished. Daisuke closed them and placed them back into his bag, thankful that they were much lighter than before. Dark stood up and stretched beside him, licking his lips in satisfaction."Does mom make the best chicken yakitori or what?" he asked Daisuke.
"She sure does," the red head replied, feeling proud. Their mother couldn't have chosen a better time to prepare such a delicious meal, although it was simple. She whipped up better dishes during the holidays.
"It was really good," Satoshi commented. "Thanks again."
Daisuke grinned. "You're welcome."
"Father barely cooks," added Krad. "It was nice to have a homemade meal."
Daisuke noticed that he didn't mention his mother. Were their parent's divorced? He found it too rude to ask. Dark must have felt awkward as well because he didn't say anything either.
Breaking the silence that ensued afterwards, the older Niwa made his way to the door. "I'm going to kill some time. Catch ya later." He slid it open and disappeared.
"I'll go as well," Krad said after a while, obviously bored already. Daisuke and Satoshi just nodded. Once he had gone out several younger teens came bouncing in. It was Saehara Takeshi, the Harada twins, Sekimoto, and Ritsuko. Saehara practically pounced on Daisuke and put him in a headlock.
"Hey, where were you, man? I was looking all over for you!" Saehara was one of Daisuke few closest friends. He was the annoying son of a police inspector who wanted to become a reporter. Daisuke maneuvered his way out of the teen's firm hold.
"Sorry, I didn't see you," he replied, scooting away from the zealous boy. He looked at the others and greeted them happily.
"Who're you?" Saehara asked, turning his attention to Satoshi.
"Don't be so rude, Saehara-kun," Ritsuko reprimanded, hitting the boy's arm. She smiled apologetically at Satoshi.
"This is Hiwatari Satoshi," Disuke introduced, thinking that the blue haired teen probably didn't want to reply for himself. He then went on to introduce him to his friends.
"Hey, you're Krad-san's brother, right?" Ritsuko asked, her eyes brightening. "Good looks must run in the family."
The others sweat-dropped at her frankness, but didn't comment. Now that Daisuke thought about it, Satoshi and Krad were rather handsome in a silent, demure way. They only arrived a couple of weeks ago and were already famous with the crowd (or at least Krad was).
"Thanks, I guess," Satoshi replied to be polite, not knowing what else to say. He was suddenly on the spot as everyone's attention was on him.
Saehara broke the silence. "So, Niwa-kun, let's go to the front. I wanna show you something."
Daisuke looked hesitant. "Ah, Saehara-kun, I'd like to - "
"Cool! Come on, then!" The wanna-be reporter grabbed Daisuke's arm and pulled him out of the compartment. The redhead barely had time to excuse himself from Satoshi before he was led through the crowded hall. The girls followed at a steadier pace, instead gossiping about a rumor or other.
000
As Daisuke was dragged around the train, he wished that he were back in his own compartment in peace and silence. He couldn't imagine another month with Saehara on the loose. Usually, the boy was more restrained a school (not by much), but at a camp free of teachers and his dad would be like crazy hell. Although, Daisuke couldn't see how his friend could survive without being involved in one of his dad's cases. Saehara was obsessed with current events.
After what felt like eternity, Daisuke managed to excuse himself from the crowd and make his way back to his compartment (not that anyone really noticed). The group of teens were telling jokes, sharing junk food, and listening to Saehara's wild reports about murders that his dad had to deal with during his career. Daisuke felt out of place. Besides, he wanted to talk to Satoshi more anyway. He sensed that they were on the same level as far as their social skills and got along well because of it. He only wished that Satoshi would be friends with his friends. It would make things a lot easier for Daisuke.
It was really rude of him to just be led off like that, too. Poor Satoshi; he knew no one really, and the person he did know ditched him to be with his other friends. Daisuke hoped that the other teen knew he didn't mean to leave. He was about to say that he'd rather stay before Saehara pulled him away.
He came to the said compartment and found Satoshi with a white fur ball in his lap. Daisuke tilted his head in confusion until twin big ruby eyes peered up at him.
"Wiz! What are you doing here?"
"Kyuu!" The rabbit-like creature pounced from Satoshi's lap onto Daisuke's shoulder, nuzzling the redhead's cheek affectionately. Daisuke laughed and held it at arm's length.
"Do mom and dad know you're here?"
Wiz shook its head, its tail wagging frantically in happiness as if it were glad that it got away with such a scheme. Daisuke sat in his seat.
"He crawled out from one of your bags," Satoshi said, gazing at the owner and pet. "I assume he hid himself inside?"
Daisuke nodded. "Yeah, he likes doing that." His face fell. "The camp doesn't allow pets, though. What am I going to do?" Wiz made itself comfortable on Daisuke's head, curling in contentment at finally being reunited with the crimson eyed teen. Daisuke looked at Satoshi. "I see that he likes you."
Satoshi's brows furrowed slightly in confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"He doesn't readily go to strangers. He doesn't even like Saehara-kun, and I've known him for ten years." Daisuke smiled at the other teen. "Do you have any pets?"
"No."
"Ever wanted one?"
"Not really."
"What's your favorite animal?"
Satoshi tilted his head, gazing intently at Daisuke, almost as if studying him. Daisuke wondered if he suddenly said something wrong, or asked him too many questions. He fought a blush down as he glanced away.
"Cats, I think," the blue haired teen finally replied. "What about you?"
Daisuke shrugged. "I like all of them, actually, but my favorite's the horse. I heard that the camp had some, too."
Satoshi nodded. "It's one of the activities."
"I can't wait!"
000
The two teens conversed with several pauses of silence between until the trip ended. About twenty minutes 'till, all of the teens went back into their compartments to get their things together. Dark came in first, smiling as he saw that Daisuke was getting along with Satoshi. He had never seen his brother so intrigued with someone else. He supposed that it was because the two had much in common. Satoshi's more quiet behavior complimented well with Daisuke's friendliness. It gave the redhead an opportunity to take initiative and start conversations that he wanted to instead of being dragged into something.
The violet haired teen looked at the white ball sleeping on Satoshi's lap. "Whoa, is that who I think it is?" he asked, startled. The object in question raised its head and 'kyuu-ed' happily at seeing Dark's face. He turned to Daisuke. "Were you planning on sneaking him in?"
"We really have no choice," Daisuke replied. "He's too far away from home, and we can't leave him outside."
Dark sat down beside his younger brother. "We're gonna be there in a bit. Put him back in your bag, and we'll take him out later."
Wiz didn't need to be told, for it jumped out of Satoshi's lap and went straight for the hiding place. Daisuke gently took his bag and set it beside him. Krad came in just then, and the train started slowing down.
000
The 200 teenagers exited the train station to see four white and blue tour busses waiting for them. There were several camp instructors there already to meet them. The teens were organized into groups according to the first letters of their last names for attendance. Soon after, they were allowed to board the busses and make their way to the camp.
Daisuke sat at the window as Dark plopped down beside him on the soft, comfortable seats. He watched as the other teens filed in, and he noticed with slight disappointment that Satoshi and his brother didn't board in the same bus. The redhead sat back and sighed as the door closed. There was a faint 'kyuu' from inside his bag. Daisuke pat the small lump affectionately.
000
The camp was in a secluded area of forest and mountains, the teens noticed with delight. As they stepped out from their hour trip, their faces had mixtures of awe and excitement as they gazed at the gate at the entrance. Beyond a wooden gate was the cafeteria, a soccer field, and gender-separated lodgings on either side of the area with toilet and shower rooms. Various trails in the forest led elsewhere.
The campers were led inside the cafeteria for a brief orientation and assigning of cabins. It was spacious and enclosed with air conditioning. The wooden structure had six long rows of tables with a stage in front and the kitchen in the back. The teens sat facing their thirty instructors as the introduction, course outline, and rules were explained. Daisuke and Dark sat with their old friends throughout the hour long orientation complete with handouts.
Daisuke read over his fifteen-paged booklet specified for him. He was in Cabin Green with thirteen other boys. Their names were listed in alphabetical order. He noticed two Hiwatari's: Krad and Satoshi, Niwa Dark, and Saehara Takeshi. At least he knew them. Daisuke felt an odd sense of happiness upon noticing two of his new friends' names on his paper.
000
By five o'clock, the campers were escorted to their cabins to drop their stuff off before dinner. Daisuke walked with Dark, a couple of his friends, and Saehara to the Green Cabin –hence its name – colored green. On the porch were several other teens waiting already, including Krad and Satoshi. Daisuke noticed the blue haired boy standing off to the side while the blonde conversed with people he knew. He immediately rushed to Satoshi leaning against the rail.
"Hey," he said brightly, leaping before his newly found friend. Satoshi looked up at him, slightly surprised.
"Niwa-kun," he replied. Something akin to relief crossed his features. "You're here too."
Daisuke smiled. "Yep. Isn't that great? Dark's with me, too. I guess you're not getting rid of us just yet."
"I suppose not." Satoshi looked as if he didn't mind at all, but rather glad.
000
Dark looked beside him and noticed that Daisuke wasn't beside him anymore. He looked up at the cabin and saw the cute redhead talking with Satoshi. Sky blue and crimson clashed greatly against each other, but Dark wasn't sure if they brought each other out, or if they repelled each other away.
Moving his gaze around he also caught the distinct glow of blonde amongst the crowd of raven-haired and brunette boys at the cabin door. God, he was going to be stuck with him? His vacation was turning into a nightmare already.
"You know him?" Nakura Tomyo asked Dark. He's been a good friend of the older Niwa since freshman year. He had shoulder-length brown hair and gray eyes. "He just moved in from Tokyo." How did he know that dark was looking at Krad. Was he that obvious?
Dark wrenched his gaze away from Krad, instead concentrating on the other cabins to his left. There, he saw blue, red, and orange ones. "No," he snapped. "Not really."
"Hey, I didn't mean to offend you. Just askin', man."
Dark felt guilty for snapping. He didn't mean to. It's just that any association with Krad kind of ticked him off. "Why do you ask?" he said more kindly.
"He's just suddenly real popular, you know? But some of the guys don't like him already. Some actually want to mess him up."
Something pulled at Dark's heart, and he stopped and gripped Nakura's arm. A part of him didn't know why he did that, though, and why he was so concerned all of a sudden. "What are you talking about?" he near demanded, surprised that people in their hometown would pick a fight. Of course, there were the typical bullies, but they never harmed anyone but the weaker underclassman and other bullies from rival schools.
"Just Sei and a couple of guys," Nakura replied. "And maybe even some from the Kanto region. He's known there, but not in a good way."
"Sei? That's serious…" Dark muttered thoughtfully. "What do they want with Krad?"
"Is that his first name?"
"That's what he introduced himself as."
"So you do know him."
Dark was growing increasingly uncomfortable. "And so? What's his last name, then?"
"Well, Hiwatari's attitude is just getting on everyone's nerves, and not only that, but you how Sei is a real homophobe?"
"Yeah…" Somehow, Dark didn't like where this was going.
Nakura's voice fell a pitch lower. "Someone spread the rumor that Hiwatari was gay and hitting on Sei-san's younger brother. He was furious."
The violet-haired teen's brows came together in confusion. "But who would say that?"
Nakura shrugged. "Dunno. Heard it from Ishun, and he said that it was from a group of girls."
Dark would have asked more questions if only his cabin counselor hadn't interrupted his train of thought. The mid-thirties man with a balding head and a potbelly stood on the patio to gather all his campers to him. Dark and Nakura obeyed before their discussion could continue further.
000
There were eight bunk beds in the cabin, four on each side separated by two dressers for the campers to use for clothing storage (or whatever else); all other unnecessary items were to be left in their bags and shoved under the beds. It was nice and cool inside with many windows and three ceiling fans on the high roofs.
Daisuke and Saehara were assigned the same bunk bed, and after Saehara lost a rock-paper-scissors match, he had to get acquainted with the bottom bunk. Daisuke would have let Saehara have the top if he really wanted it, but the teen reporter didn't ask nicely enough (Daisuke was a real pushover if you only asked politely).
The redhead gently placed his bag on his bed and the lump inside quickly transferred to the area underneath Daisuke's pillow. Daisuke then began to unpack his things in his dresser when he saw Dark plop his stuff on the top bunk beside him while an underclassman whined and took the bottom.
"You're evil, Dark," the redhead said, feeling sorry for the unknown teen grudgingly unpacking below his brother. The older Niwa shrugged.
"Oh well," he said, smirking. "Oldest gets to choose first. You know that."
Daisuke just shook his head and returned to the task of separating his clothes in an orderly fashion: underwear and socks in the top drawer, shirts in the next, shorts below that, and towels and bathing supplies on the bottom. He left his two other pairs of shoes, slippers, and extra outerwear in his bag and placed it underneath the front of the bunk.. Saehara just threw his disheveled clothing into the drawers beside Daisuke's and forced them shut when the uneven bulges wouldn't go down.
The redhead sweat-dropped at his friend's lazy habit and looked over to his left. He saw that Satoshi had the bunk right between his and the west window. The blue haired teen was sitting on the top bunk and staring right at him. Daisuke fought the urge to appear embarrassed and maybe a little uncomfortable. During the short time that he had known Satoshi, the bespectacled teen had the habit of looking at him so intently. It kind of made him nervous.
"Do you have to sleep there?" came Dark's exasperated voice. "Get the bunk on the other side of the cabin."
Daisuke turned and saw a disappointed Dark pouting at Krad; 'Pouting' because Dark wasn't really frowning, but pouting. It's almost as if Dark was half-hearted in his command. Daisuke stored that piece of information away.
"Thanks, but no thanks," Krad replied sarcastically, emphasizing the way he threw his bag on the top bunk. Dark rolled his eyes and turned to Daisuke.
"Hey Dai-chan – "
"All right, it's time for our first night induction dinner!" The camp instructor interrupted. Daisuke remembered him as being Hasoko-san. "Change into some comfortable clothes and leave your things here. Meet me outside when you're done. You have ten minutes!"
Some of the other boys changed, Daisuke and Dark included. The redhead slipped out of his blue long sleeve and replaced it with a grey shirt; he left his jeans on. Dark took off his black jacket and polo, leaving him in black pants and a white tank top.
"Aren't you going to be cold?" Daisuke asked before they exited. Dark shrugged.
"So?"
"Just wear a sweatshirt then. I don't want to hear you complain when it gets cold out."Dark gave him a look. "Since when do I complain? And it's summer! I'm sure that it won't be that cold, especially out here."
Daisuke sighed in defeat. "Okay. Suit yourself."
Once outside, they were given green nametags and led back to the cafeteria. Daisuke felt his heart jump with excitement as he noticed how the sky had darkened since they had arrived. This was a month of nothing but social interaction, fun, and relaxation, not to mention more time with his brother. He knew that this was going to be the first of good days to come.
To be continued...
Hi all! Sorry for the long update. I hope I didn't disappoint. So many dmn projects for school! Ugh, anyway, thank you for your reviews and support. They mean a lot to me, really.
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