For All the Reason in the World

By Angelis Raye Kamura

AN:

Konnichi wa, mina-san! I didn't very many good responses for the first chapter. The FMA fic that I am typing got FAR more reviews for the first chapter, and it wasn't even half the size that the first chapter of this is. I really don't get it. Maybe it's because I'm using too much Japanese? I'll try to keep it down to a minimum for this chapter, and will only start writing the talking parts in Japanese if you guys ask. I got a flame... sort of... that was trying to make me feel bad for doing it, so I'll cut it down to a very low minimum. Hope you're happy, whoever wrote that review!

Chapter 2: Kori

Ice

Daichi's pov – lunch

"Wow... Daichi. Is that really you?" Kotaku, Daichi's boy crush, asked after he walked over and told him who he was.

"Yeah... I got extensions and colored contacts yesterday for an early birthday present. Heh heh." Daichi replied, laughing slightly.

"Mnnn... You look a lot cuter like this," Kotaku commented.

"Leave him alone, fag!" One of the girls came up behind the brunette, and hit him over his head as she said that. "We know what you want to do to innocent Hikari-sama."

Did Daichi mention that he had gotten a lot of admirers at the school, since he told them that his dad was a famous artist?

"Hey, now... it's all right. Really," the blond said, trying to calm everyone down. "Come on... I'm okay with Kotaku-kun, so it's quite all right. So, you can leave us alone now, thanks."

"Are you sure, Hikari-sama! I mean... he might back you into a corner and do horrible things to you!" The girl cried.

"I'm positive, Kuou-san," Daichi finished. Once they left the two alone Daichi turned back to Kotaku. "You were saying?"

"Oh!" Kotaku blushed. "It's just that I never had heard you call me by my first name before... and all that was kinda like you were really set on protecting me from them... So, I was just kinda startled that you would do that, that's all."

"Eh! You mean that you don't want me to call you 'Kotaku-kun'?" Daichi asked, looking disappointed.

"Well, it's just that I know that I've always displayed my interest in you, but you've always just looked at me like a friend before... so it's just really–."

The brunette was cut off by Daichi, who had leaned in and kissed him on the lips. He moaned slightly as the blond started to snake his hands around to his back, lifting up his shirt slightly and started to stroke the soft skin there.

"Good thing that we're in a secluded area, huh?" Daichi muttered into the other's ear.

"Yeah..." Kotaku said. "I agree with you, Daichi..."

Daichi didn't hear anything else the brunette was saying, because the burning sensation had returned, and was drowning out all the noise around him.

"Daichi, are you all right," Kotaku questioned worriedly when he saw the other clutch his stomach in pain.

'Dark! Why now!' Daichi yelled inside his mind.

I cannot help it, this is your DNA that is doing this to you, not me!

Yeah, but Dark is the cause of all of this... Kradlaughed.

Shut it!

Daichi couldn't hold it back any longer, and he had no where to run or hide, except behind the brunette sitting right next to him.

"Please understand, Kotaku... I wanted to hide this from you... but my family has a curse–."

"Don't worry, I'm kind of in the same boat as you, Daichi... My family had a curse to. And if it's anything like the one that your family has, it isn't–." Kotaku was cut off again, but this time it was because Daichi's hair was now much shorter and purple. "Daichi...?" Kotaku asked, a little worried. Heck, anyone would have been worried if their soon-to-be boyfriend started to transform into someone else, especially if the person he was transforming into was a phantom thief.

AN: All right! I finally got the second chapter done! I hope that you guys like this new chapter better than the last one. If you give me reviews and guess what you think Kotaku's family curse is... and guess it right, I'll give you... I dunno– about anything that you request! That is if it is within reason. Please don't tell me to kill myself or someone else ... don't even think about telling me to bad mouth other authors or do things like that. Thanks.