Chapter3

Boys and Girls - by Kloudy Reignfall

Warning: Story may contain the following: Shounen-ai, pedophilia, ugly people, peanuts, stupid references to other random things, OOC-ness of many people, homophobic cabbies, suicidal people, idiots, and much more! (I believe I mentioned these before, but sadly not all of them worked their way into the story in chapter two…)

Disclaimer: Gods, I hate these. Who the hell really thinks I own DNAngel?

Other stuffs: Sorry I took so long to update. I haven't set myself to a real schedule for this story. It would be useless anyway, because I'd just get lazy and say "Ah, fuck it." Lol. So I guess I just end up writing this when I'm in the mood. ...Not like that, you perverts! lol

Chapter 3

Satoshi POV

I cannot believe that I'm standing here right now. Now understand that when I say, "I cannot believe" I mean this in a bad way. A very bad way. Because, you know where I'm standing right now?

A church.

It's not that I'm not religious. …Wait. I'm not. Never mind. But that's not the point. The point is that the church I'm standing in isn't just one of those cute little places you go on Sunday to hear the sermons. It's a chapel. Azumano Chapel. And do you know what happens to Bi-shounen in chapels?

They get married.

I do not want to get married. At least, not to Heather. Ah, that girl is Satan Reincarnate! Crazy American blonde girls just do not do it for me. No, not at all. But it seems I don't have a choice in the matter. In less than a week (hell, it must have been less than a couple days!) my manipulative 'father' arranged for me to get hitched.

He wants me to get married!

Wedded!

Walk down the aisle!

Tie the knot!

Say "I do!"

Do you get the point?!

I think I'm going to have some sort of spastic attack, or possibly spontaneously combust. Yes, I can feel it already. I'm hyperventilating. Oh no. There has got to be a way out of this! There's got to be something I can do. Something to…to…to…

…Pretty white light…

Ouch! Painful white light!

Heather POV

"Satoshy baby!!! Where'd you go?"

I walked into my future husband's dressing room, wondering where he might have gone. I wasn't paying much attention though. I was just thinking about how much fun this was going to be! I was getting married! Soon I'd be Heather Hiwatari! Isn't that just the most awesome name?!

Well I walked in and I didn't see him, but for some reason I looked down and Oh My God, there he was! Just lying on the floor!

"Satoshi? Are you taking a nap, sweetie?"

He didn't answer me. I figured he must have been asleep. So I left him there and went out into the hallway. Oh, look! A cute boy! Let's go follow him!

Satoshi POV

I remember seeing this movie once. It was about some person dying or something and there was this stupid little kid, and they kept going, "Don't go towards the light!"

Yeah, that movie was really stupid.

Anyway, so here I am, and there's this really pretty, really searing hot white light in front of me. …Let's go touch it!

I approached the light, but as soon as I got close enough to touch it, it went out. And suddenly I was lying on the cold tile floor of a church. Well, now isn't this nice?

I was being sarcastic of course.

Quickly I remembered why I was there.

Shit.

I pulled myself up off the floor and thought quickly for a way to get out of this horrible situation. The sun was going down way too fast for my liking. We were supposed to start the ceremony at sundown.

Currently the sun was just starting to dip into the mountains, casting a red glow around the town. It was really pretty. Reminded me of a certain red-headed beauty I knew.

But soon the sun would be gone and so would my chance to be with Daisuke.

Heh, did I just say Daisuke? Um, that's not what I meant! I don't know where that name came from! 'Cuz, I'm totally not gay or anything… Yeah, um…

As sucky as this whole thing was, I just decided to give up and resign myself to a life of torture and enduring that idiotic blonde glomping me for the rest of my life.

I could always kill myself later.

Hm, then maybe I could find out what was beyond that pretty white light… ::sigh::

Krad POV

Damn, what is up with this kid? He really has mental issues. For one thing, he's always talking to himself. And he's always in denial, trying desperately to convince himself he's not gay. I swear, he's pissing me off. I wish he would just get over it and shag the Niwa already! I'm getting bored in here all by myself! I miss Dark!

In the taxi (Daisuke POV)

Argh! Won't it go any faster?!
"Hey, mister! Hurry it up or I'll have to open up a can of whoop ass!"

Did I really just say that? Wow, talk about OOC.
"Hey, I'm sorry sir," Takeshi says. "Please understand. My little friend here is just worried because his lover-boy is getting married. So don't get us into a crash or anything, ok?"

And suddenly the old man in the front seat turned around, (completely taking his eyes off the road, might I add) and gives me the evilest look! Wow, that is the most amusing thing I have ever seen! Hahaha! He looks like a toad!

Heh, ok so it's not so amusing now that he's pulling over to the side of the road… He's getting out now. Looks like he's taking something out of his pocket. Holy shit, is that a gun? Whoa! Down boy!!!

The crazy old toad man is muttering something now… and I am getting the Hell out of this car!

"Must kill homosexuals… must kill…"

Man, I was out of that car in a flash, Takeshi trailing behind me.

Once we are a relatively safe distance from the homicidal maniac I collapse on the sidewalk.

"Well that was fun," I say, sarcastic for the most part. But it was sort of interesting. I've never been attacked for being gay before! Now I can take that off my list of things I have to experience before I die. But there are still others to be taken care of, like "Marry Satoshi Hiwatari at Azumano Chapel".

Holy Crap! Satoshi's getting married! I have to go stop him!

So I turned to Takeshi and grabbed his hand, trying to run off in the direction of the church. I could see its huge giant enormous cross from here. But that's not saying much since it was so huge giant enormous. Really, it was like bigger than the Woodstock First Baptist Church! And that thing was big! Have you ever seen it? Just the handicap parking lot takes up more space than my whole school!

But for some reason Takeshi hit my hand away.

"Look, you're cool and everything, but don't hold my hand."

I looked at him inquiringly, with this pathetic look on my face that I'd learned from my rabbit.

He explained. "Well, you've got uke cooties!"

"Oh, ok!" I said. So long as he didn't hate me.

So I grabbed the front of his T-shirt and ran off toward the giant cross. (I didn't really want to get another cab. It may have been an interesting experience, but I didn't really want to repeat it. It'd take too much time and I might miss the ceremony! That would be kind of bad, since Satoshi would be all married and stuff. 'Cuz if he's married then I can't marry him. And then I couldn't do all the things on my list. And that's not cool!)

Dark POV

Wow. I think Daisuke is on drugs. Don't you think so? Really, was he just like a total crack-baby or something? Or maybe they dropped him on his head when he was little.

I don't know what it is, but he's just really not too smart… Oh well. As long as he makes it to the chapel on time then it'll be ok. At least he's a fast runner.

I still have hope.

Takeshi POV

Daisuke is tapping his foot impatiently. It's rather annoying.

… He's still doing it.
"Dude, will you stop doing that?!"

He looks up at me with a murderous look in his eyes. Wow! I never knew someone so short could look so menacing!

He doesn't stop tapping his foot. Actually the tapping gets faster and more irritated.

Right now we're trying to get through a huge-ass crowd in front of the chapel. Why in the hell are there so many people here?! I guess it's because nothing ever happens here except for the occasional appearance of a phantom thief or two. They must all be bored or something. 'Cuz I'm pretty sure they're not all here to confess their love to Satoshi "Look-at-me,-I'm-so-Bishounen" Hiwatari! Well, they might be. He's got so many fangirls! And fanboys! They all swoon when he comes around and fawn over him like he's the neatest thing since sliced bread! He's so lucky! And I'm definitely not bitter or anything!

I start to tap my foot mindlessly.
"Dammit Takeshi! Would you stop that?!" Geez, Daisuke is a testy little fucker today, isn't he? I guess I would be though too if I was in his position. His lover's getting married to a girl. How sad.
…I want a lover. I'm so alone. Nobody ever likes me. Have you noticed that? It's always Daisuke they like. I mean, I can see why. He's just so adorable and uke, and he makes me want to touch him and make him mine. But I can't do that. I'd get uke cooties on me! And it's probably contagious! Ewwy. I don't wanna be an uke!
Wait! A thought just occurred to me! If I'm never going to touch and uke… then how am I ever going to-!? Ack! I'm going to have to touch one sooner or later or be a virgin for the rest of my life! ::gasp!:: Just the thought of it makes me crazy!

I turn towards Daisuke who is standing on his tip-toes, trying in vain to see over the heads of all the people in front of us. I poke him to get his attention and he turns to me.

"Daisuke," I say. "I changed my mind, you can touch me all you want."

He blinks. "That's great, Takeshi. You know I'm taken, right?"

My lower lip quivers. "Yes…" I say as I try to hold in a sniffle. ::Sigh:: That's fine. There are other fish in the sea.

Daisuke has gone back to scanning the crowd. Suddenly he lets out a big sigh of exasperation. "What are we going to do about this huge crowd? It's enormous! There's no way we're going to be able to get through in time for us to stop the wedding!!!"

I think very hard for a minute, stroking my chin in a Sherlock Holmes type manner. Then I say, "By Georgia, I've got it!"

Clearing my throat and taking a deep breath, I stand up as tall as I can and shout very loudly while pointing off into the distance far away from the church, "Look, a distraction!"

At least half the crowd turns their head and begins to walk mindlessly in that direction, leaving a wide open space for us to get through. And so, with most of the raving fangirls gone we walk through the gate and up the steps to the doors of the chapel.

As an afterthought: God, I love fangirls. They're so stupid!

Daisuke POV

I can't believe I made it. I made it! This is it! This is the chapel! Behind these doors lies the rest of my life.

Wow, that's like mind-blowing.

I stood there staring at the great wooden doors for several minutes. They were very pretty I noticed. All dark oak and gold inlaid. "Very nice doors," I said.
"Daisuke! Are you ever going to open the very nice doors?!"

Geez, Takeshi's being a bit testy today, isn't he? Well I guess I can forgive him since he's going through some hard stuff right now. It sucks not having a boyfriend. Anyway, I oblige him, nod and dramatically push through the heavy doors that are the only barrier between me and my eternal love. (Okay, well there was my eternal love's fiancé to deal with too, but we'll burn that bridge when we get to it.)

End Chapter 3

Ooh, cliff hangers! Lol, well kinda. I was going to write more, but then I realized that this chapter was already longer than both the others. So I'll leave the rest of it for the next chapter. I'm actually thinking about having two more chapters, and after that I don't know. Chapter five should wrap it up nicely, but then again, I don't much care at the moment. It's a bit early for that, eh? And I haven't even written the next chapters yet. Okay, so I wrote a lovely little scene at the beginning of chapter 5, but that was really rather random. (Ooh, alliteration!)

Don't forget to review if you want me to stop being lazy and write more! And also, you could be a dear and go read my other wonderful lovely stories! (Hahaha, yeah, wonderful and lovely. Hahaha! I crack myself up!)