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My earliest memory doesn't even seem to belong to me. It seems that everything--all of me--is split in two. Half of me belongs to Haruno. My beautiful, broken, Haruno!

The other half of me belongs to someone I haven't physically met, but he haunts my dreams.

How I want Haruno to love me! Today, seeing her talk to Daisuke drove me mad! I wanted to cry 'She's mine! I love her. . .' But something stopped me.

Was it Satoshi? Yes. . . It must've been. Satoshi Hiwatari.

Around me the crowd cheers on Takeshi or Haruno, but I'm unaware really. They seem so far away. All I'm aware of is how warm Haruno had been. I can still feel her arms around me, smell her. I do love her! This love scares me sometimes. . .

My father says we're two of a kind.

My grandmother says 'destined'. For what? I wonder.

"Only you would know," is the only answer.

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"Hello Dark."

Dark froze in place. Hearing the icy voice that was all too familiar by now. He could just imagine the blond man standing behind him, a cold look in the gold eyes. Dark straightened himself and looked over at his counterpart. "Well, look who came to visit. . ."

"What are you doing with my sister?" Krad said abruptly. His long white finger stroking his chin.

Dark glanced at Haruno laying in the bed. "She wasn't well, so I took her home."

Krad brushed the girl's bangs back. " I'll let you go--this time--Dark, since you brought her home."

"Aw, you so kind! Letting me live and keep my little prize from tonight and not throwing me out the window."

"Leave before I change my mind!" Krad continued to look at Haruno. "She wasn't even supposed to go to that damned school. . . I let her for Satoshi-sama. . ."

Dark shrugged and walked toward the window. Watching the night sky. "Fine, have it your way. . . But if you ask me, you've lost your touch."

Krad flew at Dark, pinning him down. "Lost my touch!" he roared. "I don't want to worry Satoshi! If it wasn't for him Daisuke would be dead!"

Dark smirked and stared up at the blond. "I don't remember you being so soft, Krad. When did you even bend to the will of your tamer?"

Krad went to say something, when Haruno stirred and he immediately became Satoshi again. "Satoshi. . . What are you. . . Doing here?"

"Nothing," Satoshi answered softly. "Just go back to sleep, Haruno."

Dark vanished, leaving a black floor where he'd been.

Haruno laid back down as Cho came in and Krad vanished as well.

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Haruno woke up feeling worse than she had the night before. She nearly collapsed on the way to school, dragging her backpack. She hadn't eaten, was feeling horrible, and on top of everything? She was almost run over by rabid fan girls.

Daisuke pulled his books from his locker and half listened to the girls giggling over Dark.

Haruno stopped at her locker to breath. Around her the room was spinning, her head pounding, and her stomach felt empty. She stumbled backward slightly and coughed. The hallway around her seemed to narrow and suddenly, the floor came rushing toward her. A crowd of people surrounded her and Satoshi looked on, from a classroom.

Daisuke looked over and blinked slowly.

"I hope she's alright. . ." A girl whispered, walking by. The group had gotten larger and were whispering rather than getting any help.

"Well. . . Someone call a teacher or something'!" yelled a boy from the crowd.

I wonder if Haruno's alright. . . She seemed really sick last night. . . Daisuke thought.

Takeshi and Masahiro make their way through the crowd. "Daisuke! You might wanna come see this!"

Cho looked up from her locker. "What is. . ." her heart pounded and she made a squeaking sound and became pushing through the crowd of girls. "Haruno! Haruno? Are you alright?" She knelt down beside her friend and the sight was blocked by the tears that were forming rapidly in her eyes. Her throat stung uncomfortably and her hands shook.

"What's wrong?" Daisuke yelled back to his friends.

Several head turned and they moved a bit out of the way to reveal Haruno laying on the ground.

Daisuke stopped and hurried over. "What happened?"

Cho looked up and shrugged. "I don't know, I came just a second ago. . . She just collapsed. . ."

"She coughed and dropped!" A girl in the back spoke up.

Daisuke looked at the father clasped in Haruno's hand. It was sleek and black. To show Cho? He bent down and picked her up. "I'll take her to the nurse's office."

"I'll open doors in your way!" Cho stood up also. Tears rolling down her cheeks. She was so worried. . .

Haruno coughed and clutched onto Daisuke's shirt. The lights were bright. . . Too bright. . .

Daisuke looked down at her worriedly. "T-thanks, Cho." he said, finally.

"Your welcome," Cho answered offhandedly as she ran to open a door.

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Daisuke watched Haruno sleeping. Seeing her laying there in the hospital bed, had a strange affect on him. He felt helpless, but wanted to help. . .

"Anything new, Daisuke?" Cho appeared in the doorway, setting all her things down in a neat pile. She sat in a chair opposite of him, and bit her lip slowly.

"Daisuke . . . .Dark. . .. " Haruno murmured over and over again.

Daisuke gave her a long look and then turned to Cho. "Nope, nothing."

"I hope she gets better. . ." Cho said, more to herself than to him, pulled her knees close to her chest and looked at Daisuke, then at Haruno as she shifted positions in the straight, white, hospital bed. Kami-san only knew what diseased people had been placed. . . .

Daisuke nodded, "I hope so, too."

Cho smiled and looked around nervously. "Nurse's offices make me nervous. . . All white and plain, you know?" Cho stared at the ceiling and fingered the ends of her hair.

Haruno shifted in bed again and dug her nails into the sheet. "Krad. . ."

"You don't have to stay if you don't want to," Daisuke said, keeping an eye on Haruno.

"Oh. That's okay, I'm not gonna let a tiny paranoia of this place get in the way . . . Of. . ."

Haruno stirred slightly, eyes opening halfway, adjusting to the brighter setting of the room. "Dai. . .suke?" She said slowly.

Cho looked at her and smiled, "Hey, Haru. . . " she said, gently.

Haruno sat up. "Where. . . ?" she sat up in her bed and glanced around at the empty room. A flimsy curtain separated her from the next diseased person, the nearly spotless tile floor reflected her face, vaguely, and the sun streamed through a window behind her. Cho was wrapped her coat, light gray eyes on her face. . . And like a dream, Daisuke was there, too. His red hair, big eyes, and smile she loved. . . . "Thank You. . ." Haruno said, finally.

Cho blinked and sat up, "For what? Or are you talking to Daisuke?"

"Both of you. I was out last night and got sick. I shouldn't have come to school, hunh?"

Cho blinked, "I thought you went to see Dark! No wonder you were passed out in bed. . ."

Haruno smiled, "Did you see Dark?"

Cho nodded, "Yeah, it was like my Dad said. . . When he showed up, though, a bunch of fan girls started screaming. . . I could've done without that."

Haruno laughed, imagining Cho--a Satoshi worshipper---standing among Dark's fan girls.

"I heard Dark caught someone who jumped off the room," She said after a moment.

Cho shrugged, "Hell if I know, My Dad mentioned something about it, though. Personally, I was busy."

"You were stalking Satoshi!"

Cho blushed a deep red, "You wish! I only saw the back of his head!"

For a long time, there was silence. Finally Haruno looked out the window and spied a man with his wife and daughter. "Cho. . . What's it like? To have both a Mom and a Dad?"

Cho looked down. "Its weird. At least my family is. The roles are reverse. My mom is the more. . . dadish. She has the fancy job and you know, sterotypical dad things. My dad watches Oprah, not to mention cooks and cleans. My mom travels so much we don't get to see her much." Cho pushed hair behind her ear.

Haru looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "Sounds nice, my family used to try and make it so we couldn't feel emotions, so we wouldn't have to suffer--I was a girl and I didn't have to go through it-- but seeing my brother suffer the way he did, in a way, was like torture."

Cho looked at her, hard. Haruno had never really spoke about her parents. "I'm sorry, Haru-chan. . ." she said finally.

She was still smiling. "Right now he is caught between forgetting the past and dealing with his destiny or trying to fight it. He has a war going on inside of him, and sometimes I wish I could relieve his pain, even if it was for just a day. . . . Don't be sorry Cho."

Cho looked down at her feet, and felt her throat sting. "I wish I could help, for some reason. Both of you . . ."

"Oh but you help much more then you think! Just being our friend helps, being around at any time, that helps." She smiled at both of them." And I thank you for that."

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"Tonight Dark will invade the historical arts museum and steal the 'Sacred scrolls.'"

Haruno listened to the radio as Cho cooked pizza. She inhaled deeply the smell of the sauce. She looked at the radio a long time and grabbed her jacket. She watched Cho's black hair sway from side to side as she impatiently watched the pizza. "Cho, I'm . . . gonna go out for a minute. . ."

Cho looked up at her, straightening her skirt. "Oh, no . . ." she blocked the door. "Haru-chan! You promised to stay and have dinner with me! You promised! You promised!"

Haruno sighed deeply. "Cho! You know how much the cases mean to me. . ."

"Your sick! The Phantom Thief will strike again, right now all that matters to me is you."

"I can make you bump into my brother." Haruno said suddenly.

Cho blinked and stared at her. "Really?" She took off the apron, pulled on some shoes and took off. "What are we waiting for?"

"Geez. . . When it come to my brother she sure can run. . . Hey! Cho! Wait for me!" Haruno ran after her friend, hopping down most of the stairs.

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