Forever Cursed
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A.N.: Bunny: (presents) this is me first DNAngel fanfiction, after messing up 6 times. This will have a few characters/items from other mangas, like I''s or Cardcaptor Sakura. And some more, but hey, I'm just making this up as I go along!
Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel, or Cardcaptor Sakura, or I''s, or anything that is in the manga books. (Better than anime!) However, I DO own the plot and extra characters. I'm messing up a little of the characters from the manga(s), and if you don't like it, again, let me know.
If I did own it, then I wouldn't be here, now would I?
You are probably thinking: Get on with the story already!
Daisuke/Dark whenever they're out: "words"
Daisuke mentally talking to Dark (I don't like italics) /words/
Dark mentally talking to Daisuke//words/
Bunny: Ok, ok! Here goes nothing. Hope this doesn't suck:
Chapter 3 – Invasion: 2 girls and someone's privacy."Um…" Daisuke squirmed. "I collect them?"
/lame, but I'll just go back to sleep./
/oO. Not much help, are ya/
/Nope, I guess not./
Takeshi was still examing the feather, with Itsuki still trying to get it back from him. Iori looked really confused, as did Risa, while Riku was shaking her head, trying not to process the information.
"Daisuke?" Risa finally went.
"Yeah?" Daisuke muttered, deep in thought.
"Where do you, um… collect these?" Riku went, then burst out, "I'm sorry, I just really want one! If those really are Dark's feathers, then-then-…"
"Oh, just everywhere Dark's gone. You know, you can find them too. Just uh, look real close on the floor." Daisuke shrugged.
"Ok then!" Itsuki and Risa pushed each other out of the pool, "I'll race ya! I bet I can find more feathers than you!"
Then, they all shrugged.
After school, Daisuke got a note from Wiz, that his now-crazy mother wanted some of his classmates to… have a SLEEPOVER? Was she going crazy? Duh!
The invitation was for Iori, Itsuki, Riku, Risa, and Takeshi. Daisuke pleaded for Satoshi to come, but Emiko said that there was no way that the Hikari boy was going anywhere near her house.
And so, there was the sleepover. Everything was ready. Except… hiding the clues to Daisuke and Dark.
"Wow…" Iori marvled. "Your house is huge!"
"Bigger than ours, I must say." Itsuki agreed.
"Aw come on," Risa shook her head. "You should see our house then. It's really big. We're rich, and Takeshi…well, we don't know. Hey Daisuke, did you ask you mom why she invited all girls?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Takeshi went.
They all giggled.
At the door, Daisuke opened it first, and assuming that his mother turned off the alarms and traps, he was wrong.
(AN: don't assume! Remember, u make an ass out of me!)
Daisuke almost fell into some bottomless pit until he grabbed the doorknob. Dodging all the lazers, he opened the door to his mother standing out in front of him for a hug.
"Yay! You passed again!" Emiko hugged Daisuke rather, tightly.
"Remember? We have guests."
"Oh, how could I forget?" Emiko let go of her son and went, "Shut off all of the traps and alarms. For today only, you know."
"Ok." He went and did as he was told.
The guests didn't say anything. It would help not to.
Daisuke led them into his room, where they would be sleeping. He had the top of his usual double bed. He usually slept on the top and Dark would go on the bottom. Since he had a lot of guests, Takeshi would have to sleep on the bottom.
The Harada twins and the cousins had two double beds to themselves. The older one would sleep on the top. Nobody argued about that, though.
"So, where do we put out stuff?" Risa went.
"Hey, what about these drawers?" Takeshi opened one of them before Daisuke had the chance to tell him not to. And it was the worst possible choice. Dark's.
"Who's stuff is this?" Riku held out a leather black outfit.
"Not Daisuke's!" Risa went. "He doesn't wear black, or leather. He doesn't fit in theses, anyway. Maybe they're collector's items."
They all went through the stuff.
/Hey! They're invading my privacy/
/Shush please, I'm trying to think/
"Um, I'd like it if you'd not touch that, alright?" Daisuke went.
"Ok," Iori closed the drawer. "It's his stuff. We should give it privacy.
"What's this?" Riku snatched a picture before the drawer was fully closed. "Why, it's me!"
Truly, it was a picture of Riku. On it were the words,
Good job stealing the crown, Dark! Now, change back to Daisuke! Love, mom.
(AN: I think it says that. When Dark steals the crown in book 1, he takes out a picture of Riku with words on it.)
"This. Doesn't. Make. Sense." Itsuki went.
"It's not supposed to!" Daisuke quickly stuffed it back into the drawer. "It's just something I used for...uh… a play! Yeah, a play! We like to do plays at home!"
"O-k…" They all went.
"So… what do you want to do?" Daisuke went.
"Looking for feathers!" Both Itsuki and Riku went together, making everyone laugh.
"Invading your privacy!" Takeshi went.
"Daisuke, teach me how to paint!" Riku said and smiled.
"Ooh, show me those magazienes you keep of me! I wanna know what you did with them!" Iori smiled mischieveiously. (Can't spell!)
"Um…" Daisuke went.
/Or, we could play strip poker/
/DARK/
/I know, they don't know how to play poker, so just let me take over, and we'll all make-out/
/That wasn't the point/
"Wanna watch a movie or do something peaceful?" Daisuke suggested, shifting uncomftoably under everyone's gaze.
"Ooh, I know! Let's invite that girl that was on that show, uh, what was her name… well she was on that cooking show with her dad. What was her name… ah yes, Sakura! Now I remember!" Riku went.
"She doesn't go to school here I think." Iori went.
"Naw, she goes to this other middle school." Itsuki went. "I read it in a newspaper article about how great her dad cooks."
"This Sakura?" Risa took a piece of paper from under Daisuke's bed, making the red-haired boy blush. It was a piture of a short haired girl much like Riku, but with emerald-green eyes. She also looked a lot younger.
"Hey, that's mine!" Daisuke stuffed it back under his bed.
"Ok, so lemmie get this straight." Takeshi pushed Daisuke just to be more "friendly." Cough cought violent cough cough. "Daisuke liked Risa, then he liked Riku. Riku liked Disuke. Then, Iori comes along, and them two are going to make out. Ah, don't worry, I have a knack for fortune-telling. Then, Daisuke has a picture of another girl by the name of Sakura that he really likes. He is one messed-up kid.
"So…" Itsuki counted lamely, "Risa, Riku, Iori, and Sakura… that's… four! Four girlfriends! Wow, Dai. You're really messed up. How are you goanna explain about breaking up?"
Luckily, Daisuke's mom saved him.
"Dinner!" She called. "I've ordered pizza so you better eat it!"
And, they did.
After dinner and watching five movies (sleepoverslumber partyu-can-stay-up-till-as-late-as-u-want!) and each half an houron-line, they slumbered off. Or at least, most of them. Daisuke, Takeshi, Iori, and Risa were sleeping peacefully on the couch and on the floor. Daisuke and Iori fit on the pull-out couch on the bed. Takeshi was half hanging in midair between the edge of the bed. Risa was snuggled around the living room sheepskin rug, which was, quite comftorable.
As the four were sleeping in the living room, Itsuki and Riku were being mischievious and causing trouble. Havoc. Chaos. For Daisuke. For Dark.
Nosily going through the drawer, they found a notebook. It was a crimson reddish, tied with scarlet and ruby. It smelled more than paper- like a strawberry or something. On the cover's corner, in bright bloody red ink, was the name, Daisuke Niwa. On the cover's center, in bright bloody red ink, was the title, Diary.
Making sure that the little bunny known as Wiz was asleep in the kitchen by the fridge and making sure that everyone was asleep, the two mischievious girls crept up to Daisuke's room. Itsuki put on her combination gym locker lock. (Dark Mousy could get through key-locks, but never combination locks.)
With the small tabelamp light on, Riku and Itsuki, the bad girls, began reading and unfolding Daisuke's life.
Daisuke: Riku! Itsuki! How could you two do that?
Riku: Bunny's fault.
Itsuki: yah. Her story.
Bunny: there was no plot.
Sakura: make me come in!
Krad: What about us? (points to Satoshi) Huh, what are we, chopped liver?
Sato: worse.
Dark: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…whuh?
Krad: Now listen, u better put us in soon, or else!
Bunny: Or else what?
Sato: (gives a look. Cough cough the cough cough look cough cough.)
Bunny: eep!
Lee: What about me? (looking at Sakura's way of staring at Dark)
Sakura: Hey you know… Dark is kinda cute… (thinks Dark is totally adorable and hot. Hey, who doesn't?)
Lee: I thought we were engaged!
Sakura: (sticks out her tongue) Well, too bad!
Iori: Play nice.
Bunny: Bloody hell, I've got a report LA report to finish! BLOODY HELL! It has to be fifteen pages! BLOODY HELL! (goes off screaming bloody hell.) By the way, where did I get bloody hell from? … , anyway, BLOODY HELL!
Everyone: …
