A/N: So here's something I don't remember doing before! I'm answering and responding to reviews!

come and go: laughs oh of course he's not the uke! Just read this chapter and see for yourself, he's very much the dominate one! And I'm glad you like the accent, like I said, I'm borrowing a "Not Another Teen Movie" joke for that.

Loveless Aibou: Thank you for reading, and I swear I'm working hard to update! Blame my sisters for needing constant care and the fact that everything is inspiring me to write twenty different fics. nods yep. And the beginning is supposed to be confusing at first, but trust me, it'll all make sense in the final chapter.

--------------------------------------Chapter 3- Midnight Vows --------------------------------------

Daisuke ran out onto the dance floor and grabbed Takeshi by the arm. "We need to go, now!" he hissed, dragging his friend from the dance floor and to the exit.

"What? Why?" the black haired boy asked, struggling uselessly against his friend as he tried to return to his dance partner (an attractive girl with short pink hair named Sakura). "What the hell did you do!"

Daisuke waited until they had put enough distant between them and the Hikari house before he decided to answer Takeshi's question. "I made out with Satoshi Hikari!" he exclaimed giddily, grinning.

"What!" yelled Takeshi, stumbling slightly.

"I didn't even know it was him at first, I mean, I was on my way to steal the painting when I saw him," Daisuke began rambling, speeding up. "He was taking off his shirt and—"

"Wait, you stood there and watched him undress!" Takeshi asked.

"Just his shirt… and he had another one on underneath it," the redhead grumbled, sounding a bit disappointed about it. He shook his head and continued telling his friend about his ordeal, talking almost as fast as he was walking. "Anyway, he was totally flirting with me and then he led me up to this balcony, it was so amazing! The balcony, I mean. Well anyway, one thing led to another and before I knew is we were kissing and—"

Takeshi scowled. "I hate to interrupt you again, but do I need to remind you that I'm straight. I really don't want to hear all the details!"

Daisuke rolled his eyes. "It wasn't much… some girl interrupted us before anything big could happen. She was the one who told me that the guy I was making out with was Satoshi Hikari and…" Daisuke paused and stopped walking. "I freaked out and left…"

Takeshi stopped also, standing a few steps behind his friend. After a long silence, the black-haired boy asked, "Do you… like him?"

Daisuke turned to face his friend, smiling. "Yeah. I really, really like him."

"Then what are you doing over here?" Takeshi asked. "Go be with him for a bit."

Daisuke raised an eyebrow at his friend. "Can't, he's a Hikari remember?"

"Does it matter?" the dark haired boy asked, shrugging.

The redhead rolled his eyes again. "Mom, Dark, and Kousuke—"

"Don't have to know." The other teen sighed, running his fingers through his black hair. "Look, Daisuke, if you really like this guy then go after him. Don't let a little thing like last names stand in the way of true love."

"Takeshi, I just met the guy!" Daisuke exclaimed, blushing. He rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously. "Besides, the attraction's probably just physical…"

Takeshi grinned. "Oh I doubt that, ever look in the mirror?" he asked, causing his friend to scowl and punch him in the arm. Wincing, the dark haired teen continued, "Besides, what harm could it do by just going over there and talking to him for a little while?"

Daisuke smiled. "You're right. I should go see him again!" he shouted triumphantly. With that, he turned around and began to run back to the Hikari house. Suddenly, a thought occurred to the energetic teen and he ran back to Takeshi. "What if he doesn't want to talk to me?" the redhead asked, pouting slightly, "What if it all meant nothing to him and he never wants to see me again?"

The other teen rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. "Quit worrying Daisuke! You'll find out when you get there, now go!" shouted Takeshi. Placing his hands on his friends shoulder, the teen turned Daisuke around and began marching him back to the Hikari House.

Daisuke laughed, turning around and pulling his friend into an embrace. "Thanks," he whispered into the other boy's ear. He let go of Takeshi and took a couple of steps back. "Tell my mom I'm at your house, okay?" he said before turning back around and running off.

Sighing, Takeshi shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair as he watched his friend run off.

(Change POV)

Satoshi tossed and turned in his bed, trying to get to sleep. The queen-sized bed always felt so cold, lonely almost. But he preferred the emptiness of this bed to the bed he usually slept in when Krad was home. Shivering, the blue-haired bishie snuggled deeper into his purple comforter. The loneliness must've been getting to him, though. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to forget about the red-haired boy, Daisuke. Finally giving up on sleep, he threw the covers off of himself and got out of bed.

He tossed on some clothes before carefully making his way to the bedroom door and cracking it open. Peering out to make sure no one was around, Satoshi slipped out of his room and down the hall to the balcony that he had taken Daisuke.

It was cold out, especially in the loose clothes he had hastily thrown on, but the blue-haired youth didn't really care. He walked over the balcony's rail and leaned against it. Closing his eyes, Satoshi let his mind wander back to Daisuke.

He remembered how it felt to hold Daisuke, how soft the other boy's lips felt against his own and how sweet it had tasted the second time they kissed. Mostly, the teen recalled the warm sensation that shot through his body whenever he looked at Daisuke. Satoshi asked himself for the thousandth time why. Why did this boy that he barely knew have such a profound effect on him? Why, out of everybody in this damn town, did it have to be a Niwa that he fell for? Why did it feel so wonderful to be near Daisuke? And more importantly, was Daisuke thinking of him? Did he feel the same way?

Satoshi sighed and shook his head in a futile attempt to clear his mind. "Krad would kill me if he knew…" he muttered darkly, resting his head on his arms.

"Knew what?" an all too familiar voice inquired.

Satoshi's head shot up as he spun around to face the person that had spoken. "K-Krad!" he stuttered.

The man in question raised an eyebrow. "Yes?"

"I-I thought you going out of town!"

The blond shrugged and went to stand next to Satoshi. "I came back early. Why? Aren't you happy to see me?" he asked, putting on a fake pout.

"About as happy as a man on death road," Satoshi muttered, resuming his earlier posture. "To-To ratted me out didn't she?"

Krad chuckled, though it didn't lighten the mood. "Awe, come on Satoshi, humor me for a bit. And yes, she did."

The blue-haired teen flinched. "Look Krad I'm sorry! I honestly had no clue—"

"Don't worry about it; after all, you're marrying her aren't you?" the blond man reply, cutting off the young teen. "I think it's nice that you and Riku Harada are getting along."

Satoshi was taken aback. "W-what?"

"You and Riku, kissing up here beneath the night sky… how romantic," Krad hissed, sounding more like he found it disgusting rather than romantic. He pushed back from the stone railing and stood behind the teen.

Satoshi's muscles tensed, but he didn't move away, fearing it would only anger the blond. "Jealous, are you?" he asked, cocking his head to one side to glance at the man behind him.

Suddenly Krad roughly grabbed the smaller boy's arm and spun him around. Pushing their bodies together, he pinned Satoshi against the railing and kissed him. Satoshi could feel his stomach clench. The blue-haired teen grew more than a little queasy as Krad's tongue slipped into his mouth, but forced himself not to struggle; he had learned the price of struggling long ago. Cerulean eyes closed tightly as the teen felt the stronger man's arms encircle him, holding him in a crushing embrace.

Finally Krad broke the kiss. "I know it was my idea to have you marry Ms. Harada, but I can't help feeling a little upset about you making out with her…" he whispered, voice hoarse.

"Krad…" Satoshi murmured, blushing. His gaze feel to his feet, feeling deeply ashamed of himself for letting Krad kiss him.

Krad guessed what was on Satoshi's mind and sighed. He let go of Satoshi and took a couple of steps back. "You know, we're not technically related…"

"You know, you're not technically human…" the surly teen replied mockingly.

The older man simply shrugged and turned to leave. He paused just before walking out the door. "Good night, Satoshi," he whispered before leaving.

Satoshi bit his lip as he dropped to knees. Shifting, he sat with his back against the stone railing, hugging his legs tightly and resting his head on his knees. "Good night… Krad…" he whispered softly, shivering in the cold as he allowed himself to cry.

(Change POV)

Daisuke stood, glaring at the brick wall contemptuously and biting his lower lip. His fists were clenched and shoulders stiff. The red haired teen had been trying to get over the wall for the past ten minutes to Satoshi, but so far had no luck. 'I'm not going to give up!' he thought angrily.

Looking around, the youth spotted a tree branch hanging just below the edge of the wall and smiled. Backing up to the sidewalk's curb, Daisuke ran forward and jumped as high as he could, just barely managing to grab hold of the tree branch. Unfortunately the left over momentum caused his body to crash painfully into the wall.

"Ah shit!" he shouted, gasping in pain but refusing to release his grip on the branch. Swinging forward, the redhead placed his feet against the wall and began to walk up it, using the tree branch to help him. With the aid of his training (and a strategically placed branch), Daisuke climbed over the wall and onto the Hikari's grounds.

Smiling triumphantly, the youth proudly made his way to the Hikari house… and walked straight into a ditch. "Dammit! Dammit all to hell!" he screamed in frustration.

"Need help?" a familiar voice asked from above the angry redhead.

Daisuke glared up at Satoshi, ruby eyes glinting dangerously. "What do you think!" he snapped, but even as he looked at the blue-haired bishie he could feel his anger disappear.

Satoshi held back a smile as he reached down to help the other boy. "It's supposed to be turned into a pond," he said, referring to the ditch.

For lack of anything to say, Daisuke settled with a simple "oh". He hesitated, then reached up and took Satoshi's hand, feeling a jolt run through his body when he did.

"Yeah… Krad's idea…" Satoshi murmured as he helped the redhead out of the ditch.

They stood in an awkward silence for a moment before Daisuke realized that they were still holding hands. Blushing, he quickly let go of the other boy's hand and instinctively tried to take a step backwards. Instead of feeling solid ground behind him, his foot slid down and he almost fell back into the ditch.

"Careful," Satoshi hissed as he reached out and wrapped an arm around Daisuke's waist, pulling the red haired teen to safety. Daisuke placed his hands on Satoshi's shoulders to steady himself, pressing up against the other boy as he glared over his shoulder at the ditch. Satoshi chuckled softly at this.

Daisuke's blush deepened. "Sorry," he muttered breathlessly. He realized the position they were in, powerfully aware that his crotch was pressed to Satoshi's. If he didn't move away soon, the other teen would soon feel just how… excited Daisuke was to see him. "Uh, Satoshi? Could you please let go of me?" he asked.

Satoshi smiled and did as Daisuke asked. "So what're you doing here anyways?" the blue haired teen asked, turning around and walking back towards the house.

Daisuke hesitated before deciding to follow him. "N-nothing, I just wanted to see you again, I guess…" he replied.

"I wonder why," the other boy said with a smirk.

Flustered, the redhead blushed again. "It's not like that!" he hissed.

"Isn't it?"

"No!"

By now they had reached the house. Satoshi slowly turned to face Daisuke. "So you're telling me that you climbed a ten-foot wall, fell into a ditch, and risked being caught by Krad just to see me? No ulterior motives? Never even considered sex?"

Daisuke blushed. 'Why does it always have to come back to sex!' he wondered. Yeah, so maybe the thought had crossed his mind, so what? But he did all that stuff to talk with Satoshi, not have sex with him! "I just wanted to talk to you, is that so bad?" the youth asked.

"No, it's not bad," Satoshi sighed, shaking his head. He glanced at Daisuke, who was shivering slightly, and opened the door to the house. "It's cold out here, let's go inside to talk."

Frowning Daisuke looked down at his feet. "Are you sure? I am a Niwa after all."

"Doesn't matter to me," the bluenette replied with a casual shrug. "Why, does the fact that I'm a Hikari matter to you?"

Daisuke shook his head and smiled, "No, of course not."

"Good." Satoshi reached out and gently touched Daisuke hand. "Umm… let's head inside."

"Okay," the redhead meekly replied.

Satoshi quickly led Daisuke inside the house and then upstairs to his room. Opening the door, he stood back. "Make yourself at home," he said with a smile. He was scared as hell, but tried no to let it show. Krad could come in at any second if he chose to.

Daisuke entered the room and looked around. Satoshi's room was obviously the plainest room in house. A queen-sized bed was pushed to one corner of the room, with a dark purple, almost black, comforter that matched the deep red pillows. The walls were white and bare of any pictures and the floor was a black. A closet was on the wall to the right of the door with a computer desk was pushed up against the same wall as the door. Other than the bed and the laptop on the computer desk, the room held no personal items. 'Where's all his stuff?' Daisuke wondered as Satoshi closed the door. "Why're you closing the door?" the redhead asked, glancing at the taller boy.

"I don't care that you're a Niwa, but I don't think Krad will welcome you with open arms," Satoshi calmly replied with a shrug. He walked over to the desk, pulling out the chair and straddling it. "Aren't you going to sit down?" he asked, gesturing towards the bed when he saw that the other boy was just standing there.

Daisuke raised an eyebrow. "What if I wanted to sit on the chair?" he asked, but made his way over and sat down on the bed anyways.

Satoshi shrugged (he seems to be doing that a lot lately…) and folded his arms across the back of the chair. "Do you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Daisuke laughed and shook his head. "I'd rather sit on the bed," he said. The smaller boy smiled and cocked his head to one side, making him look completely adorable. "But aren't you uncomfortable in that chair?"

"…What're you suggesting?" Satoshi asked suspiciously.

"Nothing," Daisuke replied coolly. He tried imitating one Satoshi's casual shrugs, but ruined the effect with a cute grin.

"Damn, I was hoping for a different answer," Satoshi half-joked. "So… what's your favorite color?" the bluenette asked, leaning forward and resting his chin on his arms.

"What?" asked Daisuke curiously.

"You said you wanted to talk, so let's talk," Satoshi replied, "What's your favorite color?"

The red haired teen laughed, "Cyan, how 'bout you?"

Satoshi smiled. "Well, while we're getting into specifics, jade."

"Cool…" Daisuke said, nodding. "Favorite band?"

"Brand New," the blue haired teen replied, "I love emo music. But to be honest, my favorite song at the moment is "Not Really Good" by Eyeshine. You?"

"Bowling for Soup, most definitely," the smaller boy answered. Blushing, he continued, "But my favorite song is "Chemicals React" by Aly and Aj… it's a guilty pleasure… Favorite show?"

This went back and forth for awhile as the two teens began to learn more and more about each other. They had moved from quizzing each other on favorites to talking about memories and family.

"And then he was all, 'No, 'cuz bears don't eat chicken'!" Daisuke exclaimed, falling back on the bed and laughing.

"Sounds like it was quite a day," Satoshi said, also laughing. He sighed, smiling at the red-haired boy lying on his bed. 'What would happen if I joined him on my bed…' he wondered.

"Yeah," Daisuke sighed when his laughter died down. "Dark's like, the coolest brother ever!"

"Brother?" Satoshi asked in confusion, pulling himself from his perverted thoughts. 'Doesn't Daisuke know…?'

"Yeah. He used to live with Dad, but last year he moved in with me, Mom, and Kousuke," the naïve boy answered.

"…"

Daisuke yawned, stretching as he sat up. "Say, what time is it?" he asked sleepily.

"Hmm? Oh, uh, hold on," Satoshi muttered. He stood up and pulled a watch out of his pocket. "Whoa, it's two-thirty. We've been up all night."

"Shit! I'm supposed to be at Takeshi's," Daisuke practically shouted, standing up and dashing to the door.

"You know, you could spend the night here if you want…" Satoshi suggested, thinking with the wrong head.

The red haired teen paused. "I'm not having sex with you," he stated firmly, guessing what was going through the other boy's mind.

Satoshi yawned innocently. "I don't wanna… well yeah I do, but I can wait…" The bluenette smiled, "All I'm saying is its late, we're both tired, and I'm not too keen on letting you walk around alone in the middle of the night."

Daisuke shrugged and nodded. "So, where am I going to sleep?" he asked, walking away from the door.

"Bed," the other boy answered.

The redhead grinned impishly, "What about you?"

"Floor, since you obviously don't trust me."

"I do trust you…" Daisuke said, smiling. "We can share the bed if you want."

Satoshi frowned. "Are you sure? I mean, I don't want you to think you have to share the bed with me, I was just joking around."

"I know. I don't mind sleeping in the same bed as you… in fact, I want to," Daisuke replied, walking over and sitting down on the bed. "I just don't want to rush things or ruin them by having sex."

"Okay." Satoshi sighed, "Since we've thankfully killed the sex conversation, what now?"

Daisuke laughed. "Simple," he answered, lying down on the bed. "We cut the lights, climb into bed, and go to sleep."

"Sounds like a plan," Satoshi said, walking to the light switch. He waited until Daisuke had pulled the covers over himself before shutting off the lights. Pausing, the bluenette allowed his azure eyes to adjust to the dark. Satoshi made his way over to the bed, lifted the covers, and carefully climbed next to Daisuke.

The redhead shivered, causing the other boy to hesitate. "You okay?"

"Hn? Oh, yeah," Daisuke lied uncomfortably, "just a little bit cold…" In all actuality, "innocent" Daisuke's mind had been invaded by impure thoughts.

Satoshi smiled to himself. "I can fix that…" he whispered. The blue haired teen slowly scooted closer to Daisuke, gently wrapping an arm around the small boy's waist. He felt the other boy's body tense and froze. "It's ok," he whispered soothingly, "I won't do anything if you don't want me to…" He began to move his arm away from smaller boy.

Daisuke reached out and took Satoshi's hand. "I'm sorry, I really want to do this, but…" Daisuke sighed. "I'm just scared," he admitted, "I've never done anything like this before… I'm afraid of messing up or doing something wrong."

Satoshi sighed softly. "Doing what wrong? Sleeping?" he asked. "Daisuke, as you have told me about a thousand times, we're not going to do anything." The bluenette smiled and ran his fingers through Daisuke's fiery red hair, "So just rest that cluttered head of yours and get some sleep, okay? Leave your worries for another day."

Daisuke nodded and closed his eyes. Soon, the young boy was fast asleep.

Satoshi waited until he was certain Daisuke was truly asleep before slipping out of the bed and going over to the closet. He pulled out a pillow and a blanket from it and made a make-shift bed on the floor for himself. Even though he'd rather sleep next to Daisuke, he couldn't risk disturbing the other boy with his nightmares.

Sighing, Satoshi lied down and silently prayed for a dreamless sleep, away from the terrors that haunted him in the darkness of the night.

(Passing Time)

Satoshi woke up, but didn't open his eyes. Something had woken him, but he couldn't think of what. Suddenly, he felt someone sit down next to him. 'Krad?' he thought fearfully before he heard the person speak.

"You snake! You send me through a guilt trip to get me to share a bed with you, then you go and sleep on the floor the second I fall asleep!" Daisuke whispered harshly. Sighing, he continued, "Well, I'm glad to see that your dreams have quieted down a bit. Is that why you changed your mind about sleeping next to me? Because it didn't work, I heard you tossing and turning around and it woke me up… Gah, I feel so stupid babbling on like this!"

'What? ...! He thinks I'm still asleep!' Satoshi realized. 'Should I let him know that I'm awake, or keeping listening?' the bluenette wondered. Satoshi mentally sighed. He was about to tell Daisuke he was awake when he felt the smaller boy's hand on his forehead.

"You were crying a bit and saying the word "no" over and over again… You were begging Krad to stop…" Daisuke said, sounding worried as he moved his hand to run his fingers through Satoshi's soft blue hair.

Satoshi felt Daisuke take his hand away and had the sudden urge to call out to him, but didn't. The other boy had one last thing to say.

"Please don't be mad at me for this…" the redhead murmured and a moment later Satoshi felt Daisuke's soft lips gently touch his own.

All too soon, it was over and Daisuke pulled away. He cleared throat nervously. "Umm… well… well, you did say I could sleep next to you earlier," he muttered, lifting the blanket and lying down next to Satoshi. "I guess I'll take you up on that offer… good night." Daisuke wondered briefly what would happen if he tried to snuggle with the seemingly sleeping boy next to him before rolling over and turning away from the blue-haired bishie.

He closed his eyes and a few seconds later, he felt Satoshi's arm around his waist. "Good-night Daisuke," the bluenette whispered, moving closer so that their bodies were gently touching.

"You could've told me you were awake," Daisuke muttered darkly.

Satoshi laughed softly. "Yeah, but then I would've missed that wonderful speech. I'm touched that you care."

Daisuke blushed. "Don't let it go to your head, I was just… concerned… Besides, you woke me up," the redhead grumbled, pouting.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"It's okay…"

There was yet another awkward silence before Satoshi decided to speak. "Let's get some sleep," he muttered as he began to move away from Daisuke.

"No!" Daisuke whispered as he placed his hand on Satoshi's arm, stopping him.

The bluenette hesitated. "What?"

"Please, don't… I-I kinda like having you near me…" Daisuke said a bit lamely.

"You mean you like having me hold you," Satoshi slyly remarked.

The red haired teen blushed again. "Come on Satoshi, please? I'm not asking for much," he whispered with a sigh.

Satoshi smiled. "Okay. Besides…" he paused, pulling the smaller boy a brief embrace, "I kinda like having you in my arms." The Hikari gently kissed Daisuke's neck. "So can we go to sleep now?" he murmured into the other boy's ear before moving back a little.

"Yeah…" The two teens found themselves in a comfortable silence. Moments latter, Daisuke reached forward and gently rested his hand on Satoshi's. "Ne, Satoshi?"

The blue haired bishie gave a soft "hnn" to show he was listening.

"Umm… a-ashiiteru," Daisuke whispered softly.

Satoshi flinched slightly. "Nani? I, uh, didn't hear you," he lied.

"Ashi… never mind, nande monaii," Daisuke muttered, bringing the blanket closer to his chin.

"Ok…" Sighing, Satoshi moved closer to Daisuke, slipping one leg between the redhead's. He intertwined their fingers as he brought their hands to Daisuke's chest. "Daisuki… no… ashiiteru," the bluenette whispered. When he got no reply, the older boy propped himself up on his elbow and peered into the other boy's face. Daisuke was sound asleep. 'This is just like Dawson's Creek, they only confess their undying love to someone when the other person is asleep,' he thought bitterly before laying back down. Content just to be near the redhead, Satoshi fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

-----------------------------------------------------End Chapter 3-----------------------------------------------Disclaimer: Me no own Dawson's Creek, or the bands Brand New, Aly and Aj, Bowling for Soup,and Eyeshine. Fun little fact about Eyeshine though: the lead singer is Johnny Young Bosch! If you don't know who that is, let me clue you in. He was the second black ranger of MMPR (Adam) and the green ranger of PR Zeo and Turbo. He is also the voice actor for Vash the Stampede (Trigun), Kiba (Wolf's Rain), Haruto Sakaki (Witch Hunter Robin), Lujon (FMA Ep 35), Renton (Eureka Seven), Shigure (Naruto Ep 34), Eriol Hiiragizawa (Cardcaptor Sakura: The Sealed Card (2nd Movie)), and many many others!

A/N: Yeah, sorry for taking so long w/updates. The first two chapters were already typed from last year so all I had to do was proofread and edit, but now I have to start desiphering my own handwriting in a year old notebook where the pencil is smugged. It'll take a bit for proper updates…. That and I have Mix Tape to work on along with many oneshots that pop into my head. And sorry for making Satoshi so emo, i love the emo kids! but Satoshi does have a very good reason for being emo, you'll find out a bit of that in the next chapter (if you haven't figured it out already at least...) Newayz, please review or else my little brother will go insane…