5/23/05
Disclaimer: DNAngel is copyrighted by Yukiru Sugisaki!

A/N: This chapter really doesn't have anything to with the overall story, but since Myra 'requested' it, I may as well write about it. I suppose other people were probably curious about Satoshi's side of the story, too…? Hopefully, this'll keep you people busy while I desperately try to come up with some ideas for the next chapter.

Krad hissed in pain, clutching at his injured arm. He struggled to rise to his feet but found that his limbs wouldn't respond. He swore loudly as he mentally screamed at the cocky teen in his head.

"Satoshi-sama!" He yelled, "What are you doing!"

"I'm ending the cursed destiny of the Hikari family!" Satoshi snapped in return.

"Curse?" Krad snarled, trying to force the blue haired teen to weaken the mental restraints that were keeping the blonde from unleashing his attack on the dark haired thief. "I'm trying to help you!"

Satoshi gave a short laugh. "You don't care about me." He hissed. "You just need my body as avessel for your soul."

The blonde angel jerked back as he saw Dark launch himself into the air, a single black feather clutched in his hand. "Shit!" He swore, realizing what Dark was about to do. "Satoshi-sama! Not now!"

The blue haired boy merely closed his eyes and gave Krad a slight smirk, ignoring his counterpart's pleas.

The blonde strained to spread his wings, crying out in pain as he was suddenly reminded of the terrible damage he'd sustained earlier in his fight with Dark. The massive wings he'd been so proud of had been reduced to mere stubs. White feathers and blood were matted in the wounds and mostly stuck to the back of his clothes. Dark had snapped cleanly through the Krad's wings with his own, effectively disabling his opponent and forcing him to the ground.

"Satoshi-sama! Stop this!" The blonde angel shouted at the teen, starting to sound slightly hysterical. His golden eyes were wide in fear as Dark plunged towards him, preparing to seal both of them away forever. He could practically hear Satoshi laughing at him, gloating at his victory over the blonde. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he made a final attempt to force the blue teen to release his control over their body.

"Satoshi-samaaaaa!" Krad screamed as he felt Dark's spell tearing through his body and soul, forcing him into the merciful blackness of unconsciousness…

"Ugh…" Satoshi groaned, stirring in his bed. He weakly forced his eyes open and squinted at the digital clock by his bed. "4: 18 am…" He whispered to himself, slumping back into the warm covers. 'Why did I wake up so early…?' The teen thought to himself. 'It's still dark out…'

Satoshi turned over on his side and desperately tried to get back to sleep, knowing that he still had school that day, regardless of the events that had occurred the day before. The last thing he needed was to fall asleep in the middle of class (not that it'd matter since he'd already learned everything anyways…). He winced in pain and suddenly clasped one hand to a particularly sore area of his back, trying to ease the pain by rubbing it. His azure eyes narrowed slightly at the thought of the hated blonde who was responsible for the pain Satoshi was feeling in just about every inch in his body.

'Stupid Krad…' The teen thought, grinding his teeth. Thank god he's gone now…I'd have strangled him if he were still here. He rubbed his side, suddenly aware that the sharp pain in his side was probably responsible for waking him at this ungodly hour. 'Dark must have hit me there pretty hard while fighting Krad yesterday.'

Satoshi was sprawled out on the bed, staring up at the ceiling of the dark room with his eyes half lidded and slightly unfocused. He absentmindedly massaged his sore muscles for a little while, trying to relax and get back to sleep. His tired, blue eyes closed as his breathing became slower and more rhythmic. Roughly ten minutes later, he awoke with a sharp gasp of pain as something hit him in the gut.

"What the heck?" The blue haired boy snarled, quickly sitting up in bed and reaching for light. He fumbled a bit for his glasses and quickly slipped them on. His blue eyes widened in surprise…then fear…then anger…then…

"AAAAAAAAHHHH!" He screamed, falling off his bed and rushing to back himself up against the wall.

The blonde haired boy that had been curled up in bed with Satoshi woke with a start and promptly began screaming as well. "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" He kept yelling long after the teen had stopped to stare in shock at the six-year-old sitting on his bed.

"K-K-Krad?" Satoshi stammered, looking scared out of his wits.

The boy instantly stopped, sniffling a little; he looked pretty frightened as well. Satoshi's entire body stiffened up in shock the instant the blonde's teary, feline eyes met those of the blue haired teen. Moving swiftly, he quickly plucked the boy from his bed, holding him as though he were carrying some deadly disease, ran to the door, and dropped him unceremoniously outside of his room before slamming the door.

Standing with his back pressed up against the door, Satoshi tried to calm himself by saying, "That was not Krad…That was not Krad…That was not Krad…" He slumped down to the floor, running his fingers wearily through his hair as he moaned, "Who am I kidding? That was Krad. Oh God…what I am going to do…?" Mentally, he felt like sobbing miserably, screaming at the heavens for cursing him with the homicidal blonde and now a miniature version of the same homicidal blonde. He buried his face in his hands, biting back a scream of frustration.

Krad wiped his eyes, slowly getting to his feet after the blue haired boy had slammed the door in his face. His golden eyes watched the closed door for a while, hoping Satoshi-sama would get over his shock and eventually come out.

"Satoshi-sama…" He called tentatively, gently knocking on the door.

"Get away from me!" was the harsh response.

"But…" Krad said, looking stunned by the anger in the teen's voice.

"Leave me alone!" Satoshi snarled.

Krad decided to stand at the door and wait for a while to see if Satoshi would calm down. After standing at the door for nearly an hour, the blonde haired boy finally gave up waiting. He walked over to the sofa, grabbed a cushion and hugged it tightly, trying hard not to cry. The sky outside was beginning to turn lighter and Krad could start to make out some of the numbers on the clock in the living room.

"5:33…" The blonde whispered into the cushion, finding some comfort in hugging it tightly against his body. He shivered a little, realizing how cold it was outside of Satoshi's room. A small pair of white wings unfolded themselves from Krad's back, wrapping themselves around the boy's body. He gave a little sigh and lay down on the sofa, his wings acting as a blanket to keep himself warm with.

"Saotshi-sama…" Krad whimpered, bringing one wing up a little higher to cover his face. "Do you hate me…?"

It was about 6:12 when the door to Satoshi's room finally creaked open a little. The teen peeked through the door, making sure the blonde was definitely gone. Opening the door a little wider, he allowed himself to slip outside into the hallway and sneaked out into the hallway. He made his way to the bathroom and quickly washed his face and brushed his face. He silently made his way back to his room and changed into his school uniform, trying to figure out what to do.

Ever since Krad had woken him up (apparently, Krad had accidentally kicked Satoshi's stomach in his sleep), Satoshi had been slumped on the floor of his bedroom, apparently in a daze. He'd been too busy moping to really put together a plan to do anything until now. The teen picked up his schoolbag from his desk and was about to leave when a single, white feather fell out of it. His azure eyes fell on the feather and instantly narrowed in distaste. Satoshi let out a low, "Humph!" as turned to leave, slipping his glasses on as he went.

It was still dark in the hallway, but Satoshi could see some sunlight beginning to find it's way into the room, providing just enough light for him to see by so he didn't bother to turn on the lights. Two seconds lately, he sorely wished he had.

"GAAAAAAAAH!" The teen yelled as tripped over something lying in the middle of the dark hallway, followed by a loud FWUMP as he fell over face first, collapsing in a very undignified looking heap. "Ooooh…" He moaned, trying to find his glasses while feeling around for a light switch.

The light flooded the hallway and Satoshi suddenly realized that he'd tripped over Krad, who'd been sleeping on the floor next to the door of his bedroom. The little boy crawled out from under Satoshi's feet, clutching the cushion, groaning and rubbing one bleary eye.

"Satoshi-sama!" Krad wailed, suddenly throwing his arms around the teen, ignoring the look of surprise he was getting. He snuggled against Satoshi's warm body before letting out a soft sigh contentment.

The teen was about to yell at the Krad for lying in the middle of the floor but stopped at the sight of the tear-streaked face. His features softened a little, wondering why the blonde had been crying. In all the time Krad had been living in Satoshi's body, he'd never known the blonde to show any emotion other than anger. His azure eyes instantly hardened at the sight of the white wings sprouting out of the little boy's back and roughly shoved the boy away from him.

"Go wash your face," Satoshi snapped, "We're going over to Daisuke's house."

"Okay!" Krad chirped, running off in search of the bathroom.

The teen sighed in exasperation, watching the blonde run in circles, not quite sure where to go. "The bathroom is down the hall, on the left. And get rid of your wings"

"Okay," Krad said again, this time staring hard at his hands, trying to figure out which one was right and which one was left.

'What did I ever do to deserve this? Satoshi mentally screamed, burying his face in his hands.

"Satoshi-sama…" Krad whispered, starting to drag his feet as the two made their way to Daisuke's house.

"What?" The blue haired teen snapped, refusing to let up his furious pace.

"I'm cold…and I'm really tired…" The blonde whimpered, suddenly stopping and flopping down on the sidewalk. Fluffy wings emerged to wrap themselves around his body again.

For the first time, Satoshi realized that Krad was wearing a loose, white, sleeveless shirt in the middle of winter. It's no wonder that the kid hadn't frozen to death already. The teen made a small sound of frustration before taking his jacket off and throwing it around the shivering boy.

"Get rid of the wings." He snarled, starting to walk again, ignoring the thankful look on the six-years-old's face. "Don't ever let me catch you with your wings out again."

"O-oh…okay…" Krad said, looking crestfallen. He wrapped the jacket tightly around his small frame and hurried after Satoshi.

As Satoshi rang the doorbell, he could hear Daisuke's mom yelling, "I'm coming!" followed by the sound of two people stomping down stairs. The door swung open as Emiko said, "Good morning! You're Satoshi, right? One of Dai-chan's friends?"

Satoshi nodded mutely, staring at Emiko's bright pink pajamas.

"Ohayo! Hiwatari-kun!" Towa-chan chirped, poking her head out from behind the brunette woman. "Who's this?" She asked, crouching down so that she could get a better look at the blonde boy hiding behind Satoshi's leg. "He's adorable! Very pretty for a boy, too..."

Krad frowned, not too happy with how familiar these two women were with the teen (that and the fact that Towa was now experimentally poking at belly to see if he was ticklish). He clung even tighter to Satoshi, as though hoping he could somehow protect the blue haired teen from Emiko and Towa.

"He's soooo cute!" Emiko said, ruffling Krad's golden hair. Krad, on the other hand, crossed his arms, looking furious at the fact that people were playing with his precious hair.

"I need to talk to Daisuke," Satoshi said, ignoring the disgruntled look Krad was giving him.

Emiko straightened up and bellowed, "Dai-chan! Your friend is here to see you!"

There was an answering call as Daisuke yelled, "So early?"

"What exactly do you need to talk about? And who exactly is this boy…?" Towa-chan asked, hugging the blonde (by this time, Krad was positively fuming at all the contact he was getting from unfamiliar people).

"That's…what I need to talk to him about." Satoshi sighed. "It's kind of…urgent."

"He says it's urgent!" Emiko yelled.

"Oh! Okay! I'll be down in a second!" Satoshi could hear the redhead shout in reply.

A few moments later, Daisuke came stumbling into the room, trying to pull one arm through his sweater as he greeted the blue haired teen.

"Ah…sorry about that, Hiwatari-kun. I had…a slight issue--" Daisuke said. He paused when he noticed the extremely disgruntled looking boy standing next to Satoshi. "Wait…don't tell me that's--"

Krad glared at the boy, his golden eyes narrowed in anger, as though daring the redhead to just try to hug or poke him…or touch his beloved hair for that matter. He was about to make a face at Daisuke when someone suddenly shouted, "Krad-chan!" Before he knew what was happening, a violet haired boy had tackled him, sending the two of them tumbling head over heels into the nearest bush.

"Krad-chan! Didja miss me?" Dark asked brightly, pinning the blonde down to the ground.

"Not really…" Krad groaned, trying to push the other boy off of him. His golden eyes looked to Satoshi for help, but the teen had talking to the redhead and didn't notice.

Satoshi glanced at the two six-year-olds for a moment before turning back to face Daisuke. "I was going to ask if the same thing had happened to you, but I suppose that's unnecessary now."

"Yeah…" Daisuke replied, sweat dropping.

A/N: hope you guys don't mind the crappiness of the fic….It's all spur of the moment type stuff so it doesn't really make a whole lot of sense.
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…But I'm glad lots of people like it anyways. XD I'm such a bad writer…