Author's ramblings &such: Well, this chapter is sort of a fluff chapter, but I enjoyed writing it a lot. Please Review!

A peaceful Saturday, where most kids Daisuke's age could be easily found outside playing games of laughter and meeting up with school mates at movies or parks, but our Daisuke is sitting in his room staring down the image of Dark in his full-size mirror with a look of frustration on his face, that is actually quit pitiful.

'OK, my apprentice, we can't get the walk down, we can't move on, do you realize this?'

Daisuke was getting up to show Dark the walk that he had been working on for the past hour

"Yeknow what, Dark? This is starting out like one of those cheesy movies where the geek gets a makeover and gets the girl."

'I thought that what my assignment was? NO! Don't just let your arms flop around! You have to sway them with the most delicate subtlety! Watch, bust out that picture of Risa and prepare to see a 'cool' walk. '

Daisuke reluctantly did as Dark commanded, and pulled out his wallet sized picture of the girl he had adored with such a passion. As his eyes lay onto the glossy image of Risa, his heart began to steadily gain momentum with its pacing. He felt it coming on, and within a minute, Daisuke was no longer standing in front of a mirror, but rather, Dark's tall, masculine figure had taken his place.

'OK, Mr. Cool, show me the right way I should be walking.'

"No problem, kid, just sit back and watch the master at work." Dark commented before starting to stride in the coolest manner possible. His walk was a walk that could make any girl melt. ANY.

'WHAT! How can you do that? That's impossible.'

"It's all about the confidence, my young one. The confidence is key. You'll be able to do anything that I have planned for me to teach you today if you have confidence. Got that?" Dark lectured Daisuke.

'Ok, so be confident an all the girls will far for me?'

"That's what I do…"

'OK, let's switch back and I'll try some of this 'confidence' business.'

For hours and hours Daisuke attempted to be the cool and suave man he had always wanted to be. This was almost like a little girl's game of dress-up to Daisuke. He had a chance to play someone else for once, and it almost felt real.

The sweet tangible feeling that Dai had been experiencing all went away when he took a peek at his closet.

'What the hell is this!' Dark Exclaimed at the sight of Daisuke's blandest of bland closets.

White shirts and red pants all the way from end to end. The colors were almost solid other than slight red detailing on the collars of the white uniforms.

'Do you wear anything other than your school uniform!' Dark shouted some more. Then a slight glimpse of black caught Dark's eye. 'There, go there!' At the command Daisuke walked to the very corner of his closet and pulled the black object that had quickly flickered in Dark's eye.

"These silly things?" Daisuke was holding out a black leather jacket and some black trousers. They were the perfect image of a classic cool. "Grandpa gave these to me. He said he used to wear 'em back in the day. They look quite silly if you ask me."

'NO! This is perfect. Wear this to that party, and the girls won't be able to take they're eyes off you, trust me.'

"Whatever you say, boss. But is this really what it takes to be cool?"

'Well, try them on, we'll see.'

Daisuke slipped on the leather jacket. The jacket was a few sizes to big for him but it still gave him this look that was cool in the most masculine way. The trousers fit perfectly, not too snug, but not too baggy. Dark looked back at the young red head in his full-sized mirror.

'Why do I keep getting this feeling that something's missing?'

"Missing?"

'AHA! I know exactly what you need!'

Daisuke found his mother and father in the living room watching their favorite television program that they wouldn't dare ever missing.

"Ummmm…..Dad?"

"Yes, son?" Kosuke replied with a smile as his son was shuffling his feet in discomfort.

"Well, I was wondering…do you have a pair of sunglasses that might possibly fit me?"

"Suuuure" Kosuke said with a quick glance at Emiko. They're eyes met, and without a word they had asked each other what they had thought of their son's strange actions.

"Here, will these do?" Kosuke placed dark sunglasses with large frames onto Daisuke's nose. Daisuke was handed a mirror from his father. He glanced into his reflection and saw that what was staring right back at him had an uncanny resemblance to a fly. A rather large fly with tall, spiky red hair and the palest skin. 'I knew it. All you needed was a pair of shades. Yeknow, I think you might be able to pull this off, kid.'

"REALLY?" Daisuke blurted out maybe a little too loud and a little too eagerly.

And so, that night our red haired protagonist slept with the most innocent smile stretching across from ear to ear on his face.