A/N: Hello, everyone! -bows deeply- Thank you for reviewing; a little less then I would have liked, but as long as I'm getting some. :) Remember, reviews are what us author's eat; they give us the energy and confidence we need to keep going. Yay! I hope you enjoy this chapter. I think this one is longer...I'm not quite sure though. xD Oh, and I also changed around how Dai talks to Dark. Dai talks aloud, and Dark is in the single quotes( ' ' ) Ja-ne! Oh, one more thing; I apologize. I didn't put in the foot notes for the Japanese words I used last chapter. I'll probably go back and fix it up. x.x;

-bows once more, then moves off-

Disclamer: Now wait just a minuet; do you all acctually think, that if I owned DN Angel, Daisuke, Dark, OR any related characters, I would be sitting at home, typing up a fan fiction about Dark and Daisuke?

Everybody: ...-nods slowly-

Me: ...Okay maybe I would, BUT I DON'T OWN IT! -runs off-

Every Star

"Don't assume: It will make an 'ass' out of 'u' and 'me'."

--Anonymous

"Now, to start, add the number with the variable and the answer that was already in place. Then if you do..."

Daiskue sighed quietly, jotting down the notes and the teacher's instructions to the best of his ability; it was nearing the end of the period and the end of the day. Tonight, everyone was expecting a theft to take place; that had, as usual, been the talk at lunch and during the free period. Risa (and most of the other girls in the class) had been gossiping about Dark, and sharing their dellusions.

.:Flash Back:.

Daisuke sat in his seat, opening up the box lunch his mother packed. Taking the plastic off of the wooden chopsticks packed along with his food, he dug into the rice; enjoying the peace, tranquility, and qui--

"Oh my Gosh!" The boy winced at the high-pitched squealing; well, it had almost been quiet. "That is THE cutest thing I've ever seen, Risa!"

Daisuke glanced at the girls in a huddle; out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he had seen a small flash of purple being passed around.

"Risa, how long did it take you to make this? It looks almost exactly like him!" one of her friends squealed, snuggling something to her chest. Another girl, with short blonde hair, snatched it out of her hands kissing the top of the doll's head.

"Yeah, it's sooo cute!" the blonde exclaimed, holding it out so everyone could see; Daisuke choked on his rice at the sight of the plushie. It was small, not too well crafted, but looked quite close to whom it was supposed to represent.

"I know, isn't it?" Risa replied, "It took me days to get Dark-San's hair just right." Daisuke was quite surprised, gulping down the water he had, and a few breaths of air. It was slightly scary, he thought, how Risa was...obssesed with Dark, but Daisuke thought this took it a bit far.

"Excuse me, ladies." a smooth voice rang out; all the girls fell short, seeming to instantly loose their voices. "Can I see that?" Daisuke turned, and gasped quietly; Sanzuke Hiro was holding the doll, turning it over in his hands, looking it over carefully. Finally he looked at Risa and asked, "Did you make this?" She nodded dumbly. "Well, it's very good; would you mind if I kept it, Harada-San?" She again nodded dumbly; the heat rose in her cheeks quickly. He smiled handsomly, tucking the Dark plushie away in his front pocket. "Have a good lunch." He dissapeared out the door without another word.

.:End FlashBack:.

Daisuke sighed nervously, then began ruffling his hair; he was quite nervous and slightly annoyed. "Ohh man...how am I ever gonna tell Dark about this?" he questioned aloud, apparently forgetting he was still in class. Everyone turned their eyes on him, and he glanced around. He could feel the heat tingle his cheeks as the teacher raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is there anything you would like to share with the class, Niwa-San?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest, and watching him. He stiffened, shaking his head head furiously. "Then please don't interrupt my class while I'm teaching."

He nodded, muttering, "Gomen nasi..." He slid down in his seat further, as a few people kept glancing at him between writing notes and listining to the teacher. 'Kami-Sama...I need to learn how to keepmy mouth shut...' he groaned inside his head, sliding down even further, so that only his reddened cheeks and up were showing.

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"Mm..ahhhh! It's feels good to get out of school. I can't wait to go and watch Dark tonight!" Takashi said happily, streaching and yawning. Daisuke smiled at his friend.

"Yeah, well I can't go..." he replied; instantly he turned on Dai.

"What? You gotta be kidding me! This is gonna be fricken huge! The police have gone all out this time!" Daisuke looked curious; perhaps what his friend was going to say would help them when they went to steal the pendant.

"Really? What do you mean?" Takashi stopped, giving him a look saying, 'Don't you watch the news?'. He caught this look, and sighed. "If you're gonna tell me, then tell me."

"Tch, fine." he said, looking serious. "Normally they have lots of traps right? Well, there's only gonna be one; the catch is that it's supposed to be really powerful and stuff. They said that it was made by some of the smartest scientists around." He grinned, continuing. "I wonder how Dark is gonna pull this off? He'll have one hell of a time, I bet!" Daisuke smiled weakly; he was a tad wary of this 'super machine'. He better warn Dark.

"Well, I'm off. Ja." Daisuke said, before sprinting off in the direction of his home.

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The usual traps and such greeted him when he came home.

"Mom, I'm home..." he said, his shoes still on; he hated the floor that fell out at the door, 'cause then he had no place to put his shoes.

"Hello Dai-Chan! You should go and rest; you and Dark need to be ready in about an hour and a half." she said, tasting something she was cooking on the stove. He nodded, walking to the stairway, and bolting up to his room, where he threw his bag down haphazardly onto the couch. Sighing, he opened his drawers and pulled out some lounging clothes. Stripping down quickly, a voice rang out in his head as he prepaired to pull on his pants.

'Hey Dai, whatchya doin'?' Dark said, snickering. Daisuke yelped, his face turning a delicate shade of pink, as he crouched low; as if it would help him in any way. 'Aw, now don't be shy, Daisuke. It's not like Emiko walked in--.' He was stopped short, when a knock was heard.

"Dai, dinner is--oh!"

"Mooooooom!" Daisuke cried, trying to hide behind the clothes in his hand. He could hear Dark laughing hard; a mental image showed Dark doubling over with laughture.

'S-speak of the Devil!' he choked out between giggle fits, as Emiko turned away and walked back down the stairs quite quickly.

A/N: Alright, that's it for this chapter. Let's hope you all review and such; thank you for waiting patiently for the update. xD