Angels in the Outfield
koway: it's chappie four already? Cool. Well, thanks to some more reviews, and seeing as one reviewer put a good point of rabbits multiplying…the rabbit may change. The name will either appear in the next chappie or the one after that. Still not sure. Well, I thank all my reviewers! Shimmering Solitude, artemis347, and the first one to review, neko-nya! Thank you! Now on with the flic!
(….) Satoshi's thoughts
((…)) Krad's thoughts
"…" speaking
/…./ Dark's thoughts
/…/ Daisuke's thoughts
Disclaimer: I do not own D. N. Angel
Chapter 4: Pop Flies and a Home Run!
"It's the seventh inning stretch and the Yankees lead with seven to five. The Red Sox are up with Johnny Damon." Once again the announcer came over the intercom.
"Who do you want to win, Krad?" Dark asked, turning his attention from the game to his date.
"The Red Sox, so the five idiots behind us can mourn the loss of their favorite team." Krad answered and chuckled at the thought.
"Is that the only reason?"
"…"
"Wait here." Dark got up to leave and Krad noticed someone staring as he left. Krad turned to the man but lost him as the fans did a wave.
((Damn it!))
(What's wrong?)
((I just saw something…it was probably no one.))
(Alright.)
((Hey, weren't you sleeping?))
(So I was. Night!)
((Satoshi-sama…))
Meanwhile, Dark had gone to the souvenir shop to pick up a gift for Krad. There was so much to choose from but Dark wanted something special.
/Any ideas/
/Umm…how about a shirt? He could wear it./
/No. it has to be something good…/
Dark looked around the shop. It was mostly empty because the game was still on but there was still a good amount of people. He looked at all the merchandise, mugs, shirts, uniforms, bats, baseballs, gloves, pins, pants, jackets, hats…etc. Nothing seemed to be perfect for Krad.
As he was leaving, he bought a hat for himself, he noticed a snow globe.
/Would he like that/
/Maybe. Get a better look at it./
/Right./
"Excuse me, sir." Dark asked the clerk.
"Whadda ya want?" Came the cold reply.
"May I see that snow globe behind you?" Dark asked with a point.
"Hmm? Sure, fine." With that, the clerk handed the trinket to Dark.
/Well/
/It's pretty. Look. It has the park and in the middle are mini bases./
/Let's put this on a maybe, okay/
/Yeah. We may find something else. I think there's a shop further down./
Dark gave a silent nod before giving the globe back to the cranky clerk who took it with a grunt. Dark rolled his eyes and left to the next shop.
Krad wondered just how long Dark would be. It was the bottom of the seventh and the Red Sox had regained the lead, eight to seven. Krad got the eerie feeling that he was being watched and his suspicions were confirmed as a man sat beside him.
"Ello, beautiful…" the man said before a hiccup.
((Great, a drunk. Where the heck is Dark?))
"What's…your…umm, name?hiccup!" the man asked with a sip of his beer.
"None of your business, now go away before my friend comes back."
Krad saw that he was obviously not going to leave and jumped when the man placed his arm around his neck, drawing him close.
"How about, eh kiss sweetie, heh heh,"
"How about no!" With that said, Krad pushed the man down. "Lay off creep! I'm already taken!"
((Then again, it would be fun to toy around with Dark…))
Krad snapped out of his thoughts when two other men came up behind him. Krad, despite the urge to wait for Dark, ran into the stadium so the other fans couldn't interfere.
"C'mere, pretty!" The three men tackled Krad and everything went black…
"This will be perfect!" Dark smiled at himself for getting the perfect gift.
/And it only took us three shops until we found it./ Daisuke replied happily.
/Yeah./
Dark was walking back when he spotted a person who looked a lot like Krad…
/Oh, damn! Krad!/
Dark ran over, kicking a man in the head and, sure enough, Krad was there. He was leaning against the wall with clothes all in tack, just a bit dirty from the floor and his wallet was lying beside him.
"Hey! Which one of you did this!" the guys were not very much afraid as Dark gave a very effective death glare. They ran away and Dark knelt beside his boyfriend.
"Hey, Krad? You okay?" Dark felt a bit relieved when Krad come to.
"What-? Oh hello Dark…I'm alright, really."
"C'mon…I guess it was a bad idea to come…I'm sorry." Dark kissed Krad's forehead and helped him stand. "Did they hurt you?"
Krad shook his head. "They were drunk and mistaken me for a girl. When they found out I was a guy, they decided to mug me instead. Nothing else happened, besides, I would never forgive myself if I got taken out by a human."
They were approaching the front gate and Krad stopped and said, "Dark, I want to see the entire game."
Dark stared in disbelief. His angel was mistaken for a girl, was almost mugged, didn't like baseball, and wanted to stay till the end? "You, do?"
Krad gave a gentle smile that melted Dark's heart. "Yes, by the way, you look good in the cap." Dark let out a little blush as Krad straightened it.
(But I thought you hated baseball…)
((Yes, but I like being with Dark. If that makes any sense.))
Satoshi nodded with a smile then a thought got the better of him and he whispered a plan to the angel, making them both grin.
"It's the top of the tenth inning since the score it tied nine to nine, the first to score a run wins the game!"
"Curse that damn announcer!" Krad said as they sat back down.
"That's the Krad I know!" Dark said in a fun way.
"…I guess you're right, thief."
/Yup, that's Krad for ya./
Krad wanted to ask Dark something when the crack of the bat was hit and the ball landed in his lap.
((Oh…crap!))
Crazed fans tried to grab the ball and Krad held it between himself and Dark when the announcer said, "And the Red Sox win!"
"Dark! Let's leave!" Krad managed as more fans wanted the game winning ball. Dark quickly pulled them away from the crowd and the left the stadium.
"I'm really sorry, Krad…" Dark was really worked up about what happened…
Krad smiled, "If you keep that attitude up you'll never make it home, Dark."
"Wha? Oh yeah, I did say that didn't I?" Krad had snapped him out of thought and Dark stared at him.
"What?" Krad asked a bit annoyed. "What's that?" Dark pointed to a bulge in Krad's shirt.
"Huh? Oh, this." Krad showed Dark the ball.
"Well, that's awesome! You caught the home run ball! Now don't you feel special?" Dark was grinning as he nuzzled Krad's shoulder.
Krad rolled his eyes as they went to eat. Dark had picked a nice restaurant and they both ate dinner. As they walked to Satoshi's apartment, Dark announced, "I made it to second."
"How do you figure that?" Krad asked in disbelief.
"I took you to dinner. That was second base."
"What's third?" Krad asked as Dark opened the door.
"Third is letting me sleep over your house tonight," Dark said with a smile.
"Alright, I guess you can stay. But no stealing."
"Do you think I'd steal from you?" Dark asked with an once of a whine.
Krad just walked upstairs as Dark went into the kitchen.
Koway: well that's all for this chappie. I told you I'd make it longer. The part about Krad and the muggers happened to a friend of mine. He's fine…anyway…Dark is keeping good to his promise of getting to home plate and he's on third now. Will he make it or will he be stopped by the short stop? I think I might make the rabbit a boy. Thanks again to all those who reviewed!