DISCLAIMER: If I said I owned it, can I quit writing these disclaimers? No? Alright. I don't own DN Angel.

"Hiwatiari?"

"Huh?" Satoshi blinked a few times, and looked at his guest. "Sorry, I was thinking. What is it, Niwa?"

"Do you think I could stay over tonight, too?" Daisuke asked softly, and played with a piece of carpet that had come loose.

Satoshi looked down at the carpet, as well, remembering what his step father had told him. To kick Daisuke out as soon as he woke up. A frown came and went from the boys face as he thought. Then came to a decision. "Of course Niwa. You can stay as long as you like."

"Really?"

"I said it, didn't I?"

"Thank you, Hiwatari." Daisuke gave him his trademark smile, and quickly finished the hot chocolate Satoshi had made. "Ah," Daisuke exhaled deeply, quite happy about all this.

The two boys sat in silence for quite a while. An awkward silence. Satoshi would have to deal with his father later. Who knew how his step father would react to this. He already wanted the red head out of the house, and now letting him stay another night...Satoshi sighed as he set his cup down on the floor. Daisuke turned and looked at him when he heard him sigh; eyes slightly narrowed. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing Niwa. I was just thinking about how my father will react to you staying another night,"

"Should I go home?"

"No!"

Daisuke blinked unsurely at Satoshi's response.

"Never mind that, what do you want to do now?"

"If you're sure..."

"I said it didn't I,"

Daisuke jumped up after grabbing both of the coffee mugs, running off to the kitchen. Satoshi watched him run off, sighed, and stood up himself. Maybe he should send him home. Not only did his father not want him here, Satoshi couldn't help but feel...feel drawn? to the boy. No, he shouldn't be thinking about that. At least not now. After what Daisuke had been through with Dark and everything. Though, Satoshi had endured just about the same thing. If not worse. But Daisuke was different from him, that was for sure. Satoshi sighed again and walked out of the room, making sure to put out the fire as he did so. He walked down the hall and into the kitchen. No Daisuke. "Niwa? Niwa where are you?" This house was rather large, so he could have gone just about anyway. But, why? And so, Satoshi set out to look for him.

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-Daisuke-

Daisuke poked his head into each room that he passed, looking for Satoshi's. He had always wondered what his room looked like. But, he didn't want to go in there while Satoshi was in there. It would be a little strange. Finally, he found it. He opened the door and crept inside. Everything was so clean. So... gray. So bear. There was a bed with pillows and blankets, a dresser, a computer table with a laptop on it, a lamp, and a few other odds and ends on shelves. Daisuke walked inside, looking around, even opening up the laptop. "I wonder what he uses this for... ."

"Research,"

Daisuke jumped, shutting the laptop instantly and turning around. "H-hey, Hiwatari..."

"What are you doing in here, Niwa?"

That was a good question. How was he suppose to answer it? Daisuke pondered over this for some time before coming up with something, "I wanted to see your room."

Closing the door, Satoshi walked over to him, blue eyes locked on red. "You could have, just asked me."

"I... I know... but..." Daisuke stared back at him for a few moments or so before looking away and taking a few steps backwards.

"What's wrong, Niwa?"

"Nothing," Daisuke whispered nervously, a bright red blush forming above his nose.

Satoshi smiled at the sight of the young teen in front of him. Then turned away, and walked to the computer desk. "Is there something wrong?" He asked softly and seductively, looking at Daisuke through the corner of his eye.

"N-no... ."

Satoshi smiled again. "That's good. Here," He turned and handed Daisuke a flower that looked identical to the one in Daisuke's room.

"Where did you get this?"

"Outside, I picked it this morning."

"Now the other flower has a friend!" Daisuke exclaimed, happily taking the flower he was being offered. Like the flowers were people.

"Yes, I suppose it does." Satoshi agreed quietly. Just like Satoshi and Daisuke.