Kai: (smiles) Ahh, I love summer time boys!
Yami Bakura: Why? It's too hot, reminds me of Egypt.
Satoshi: I think it's because it gives her more time to torture us, am I right?
Kai: Bingo.
All: (groan)
Kai: So here for your viewing pleasure, a little poem that popped into my head about Satoshi before falling asleep last night.
Satoshi: Oh joy, Kai doesn't own D. N. Angel (mumbles under breathe) Thank God. Please read and review.
Kai: Because if I did own D. N. Angel, Police Chief Hiwatari would be very, very dead.
Satoshi: No arguments here.
1111111111111
Drenched in my blood
Wallowed in my pain
White wings appear
Whisking me away
Swallowing my consciousness
For I am not what I appear
Fear me
As I fear myself
And what I've become
111111111111111
Satoshi: (blinks) You know, that actually wasn't so bad.
Kai: (grin) Well, that's nice to know considering your not going to like what I put in my next chapter of my D.N.Angel fic.
Satoshi: (Sighs) Oh great, something else to look forward to.
Kai: It's not that bad (huggles Satoshi)
Satoshi: Please R/R!