"The Easter Krad"

Disclaimer: Don't own D N Angel. Would like to though…

Warning: Kind of AU. They're all separated (all magical items gathered and sealed, curse broken and all that jazz) Contains yaoi (duh), shounen ai (double duh), and cuteness. Hey, just look at the title. OOC-ness…

Part Two: Operation Bunny

Easter Morning. The Niwa house. A blue haired teen approaches the house, then looks behind him, disgruntled.

"Krad! Hurry up!"

The bunny eared blond trudged toward the house, sulking.

"…"

"Take all the time you want. Stalling will only make this more painful."

"… Okay, I'm here… Did I tell you that I hate you yet?"

"Not for today."

"I hate you, Satoshi."

Satoshi replied, painfully nonchalant. (Gee, what else is new?)

"I love you too, Krad."

"…"

The door opened as they concluded that conversation, yet they saw no one… until they looked down.

"Kyu?"

"Oh, hello With."

"Kyu!" With that, With scurried away to warn Daisuke of their visitors.

Dark appeared only seconds later, a perverse blush gracing his features.

"Ohayo, Krad… Oh, hey there, creepy boy."

"Hey…"

Daisuke peered into the room, then giggled and vanished, only to return with a video camera.

"Ohayo Hiwatari-kun! Say cheese, Krad!"

"Nani? Niwa!"

Daisuke tossed the camera to Dark, thus beginning a chase around the house. Oh yes, Krad was oh-so threatening as a bunny. At least it kept those two busy. The red head watched safely behind Satoshi, giggling all the while. Satoshi shook his head, leading the spiky little carrot top back into his room. He shut the door behind him, hearing an infuriated scream and a crash. Daisuke looked out of the window, seeing Dark running backwards down the street, Krad zipping after him.

With a sigh, Satoshi dropped himself onto the bed with Daisuke, who blinked cutely at him using those large crimson eyes of his. Ah yes, those gorgeous eyes. Satoshi could stare at them all day, contemplating their hue. Then he made another observation. Daisuke's skin tone, it had reddened slightly and was gradually darkening. An inward smile on Satoshi's part.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Satoshi's POV

They can't be back already! I didn't even hear them come into the house again. I need to pay attention to these simple things more often.

Oh, it's only Riku. Grr at her and her ability to distract Daisuke from me, the one who deserves him! I have been chasing him long enough and – ooh, candy.

Normal POV

Riku smiled shyly at Daisuke, who was blushing uncontrollably now as the two people he simply adored were in the same breathing space he was. In his room no less!

"Ohayo, Dai-chan. You too, Hiwatari-kun. I just decided to bring you a little gift, Daisuke." Riku placed a bag of Cadbury Cream Eggs in Daisuke's hands. She giggled.

"I hope you two like them!" With that said, she hurried from the room, grinning from ear to ear, leaving the boys somewhat confused. (Daisuke I can understand, but Satoshi?)

Satoshi's POV

Hmm… Cadbury Eggs… The cream ones no doubt. Wait, cream, Daisuke… Oh, my tainted mind.

He's taking one out of the bag, biting a hole in the top… and licking the stuff out…

This is wickedly cruel…

Normal POV

Daisuke blinked at Satoshi. Why was he watching him so intently? And blushing to boot. This wasn't natural. All he did was lick out some of the cream from the egg. This tasted pretty good…

The spiky little red head, blissfully unaware, went back to his treat. The recently dubbed creepy boy was desperately trying to regain control of his body, but was failing miserably.

"Daisuke…"

"Hai, Hiwatari-kun? Eep!"

Daisuke suddenly felt warm, hungry lips meet his own. Something warm and slippery slid into his mouth.

The pair sat there, having finally broken their lip lock, breathing heavily. They needed no words to tell each other how they felt. No one would be hurt today.

Satoshi got what he wanted and something extra; Daisuke's affection and candy, sweet, sweet candy.

Saturn Imp: That's it. This is going to pretty controversial as this was for Easter. Then again, love is love… Oh I don't know anymore.