Disclaimer: What would I do if DNAngel did belong to me? Well, I would have probably drawn characters that look stupid and not hot at all…and mess up the whole series…
A/N: Sorry updating took so long! I've had…something happen to me… (wipes tear)
Oh and also, there were stuff deleted the last time I wrote this chapter so…yeah. My computer was being a stubborn ass…
Well, I won't detain you any longer! On with the story!
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"Oh my gosh!"
"Look at him!"
"He's the most beautiful guy I have ever seen!"
Dark ignored the chorus of girls in his homeroom and stared disbelievingly at the newcomer. Guess who it was?
Shit.
Krad gazed over the heads, appearing quite bored. Currently, he was wearing a school uniform instead of his usual attire: a black turtleneck top with a white collared shirt over it, dark baggy jeans, and two dangling silver cross pendants that hung on a silver chain on each side of his pants. Actually, the accessory was extra.
He bowed smoothly and said in a brisk voice, "My name is Hikari Krad, nice to meet you all."
Dark could not believe that he was in the same school, let alone the same class! He gulped and pulled his English book out from his backpack, placing it in front of his face. Behind it, he dug for more books under his desk and pushed it behind the other book that was already on the table.
Oh, wow, now you're obviously not hiding from him. I'm sure he can't see you now, a small voice said in his head.
Shut up. Who are you supposed to be anyways?
Umm…your conscience? Then the voice became silent.
Dark swore under his breath. His classmates, those who were sitting behind him , looked baffled. Dark ignored them, though, and pretended to read a line in his history book…over…and over again. He could still feel Krad's eyes on him.
"I expect you all to befriend our newcomer and…Dark, you're certainly studying pretty hard. You must have a lot of tests," Mitsuwa-sensei said, noticing the stack of books.
Mitsuwa-sensei was the type of teacher who people would describe as smart, funny, and very understanding. He was also very attractive, young, and tall (6"3). He had a mess of auburn hair and startling emerald green eyes hidden behind a pair of black sunglasses. The actual reason for the sunglasses was so that women wouldn't be distracted so much by his looks. Unfortunately, it didn't matter much because they were attracted to him anyways. Also, he was also only twenty-one.
Dark started. "Oh yes! Umm…many as a matter of fact!" Dark answered, still keeping himself hidden behind the books.
The girls were still chatting excitedly; quite an enlarged beehive.
"Now there's another cute guy coming in the class!" Several girls shrieked.
They fluttered their eyelashes at Krad, trying to capture his attention. Some girls giggled and some blew kisses at him. Dark nearly retched at the sight. He was surprised that the angel didn't puke on the spot.
"Silence! This is a classroom, not your own rooms! And you two," the teacher pointed at a couple of people kissing at the back, "get a room."
The couple broke apart, pretending to be angry. They "glared" at the teacher and giving each other one last smooch, faced the front trying hard not to giggle. (Yes, both male and female)
Turing his attention back to Dark, Mitsuwa-san instructed, "Put your books away for now and take out only one book at a time please. And don't put it in front of your face. I won't know what you are doing. Put it down flat on the desk."
Oh damn…, Dark thought, squirming in his seat.
The purple-haired teen reluctantly put his book down and blushed slightly as he heard a couple of students snicker. Wait, I'm blushing? Since when did I start blushing! Dark tried to look everywhere else except the front.
"Krad, why don't you take a seat beside Dark since you both have the same schedule? I'm pretty sure he'll be delighted in showing you around the school," Mitsuwa-san said.
Dark forgot that he was trying not to look and stared at his teacher and Krad with wide eyes. The blonde gave him a small wink. The purple-haired teen had to protest.
No way am I gonna hang out with Krad!
"Why me!"
"Dark, I never knew you could be this recalcitrant!"
"But sensei, I have so many things to do, I don't think I'll have time giving a tour!"
"Nonsense! You will do as I say!"
Dark had a feeling that he wanted to sink in his chair and disappear forever. The teacher only chuckled and placing a hand on Krad's shoulder said good-naturally, "Dark is one of the smartest students in the school. You're lucky that you're in the same class as him!"
"Oh really?" Krad's golden eyes met Dark's, burning with an intense light. "He doesn't look the type."
Dark's cheeks reddened even more. What's that supposed to mean! And why am I blushing again! He was starting to act a lot like his younger brother for some reason.
Some people whispered at Krad's statement, looking at them both with interest.
"Now, now, settle down." Mitsuwa-san waved a hand. When the class was silent once more, he continued, "However he came a wee bit late on his first day of school. I will forgive him this time. You will not come late again, understood?"
Dark bowed his head. "Yes sir."
"Krad, there is an open seat beside Dark. Why don't you take it?"
Dark could not believe his ears. Why was everything bad happening to him?
"What!"
"Dark, I can take back what I said! You certainly are feeling quite rebellious today! I wonder what is going on with you!"
"Gomen nasai," Dark stuttered. Yep, he was definitely starting to act like his brother.
"Good. And you two, quit that this instant! I told you to get a room!" He shouted at the couple who were going at it again.
"But we are in a room sensei," the boy said.
"Oooooh." Several students looked to see what Mitsuwa-san's reaction would be.
He smiled. "Will you be happy if I got kicked off the job?"
Heads turned to look at the two lovebirds sitting in the back. They smiled meekly.
"No."
"Then I suggest you stop fucking with me. This is a classroom," Mitsuwa-san said cheerfully. "Well then, Krad, go ahead. Get to your seat."
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"Dark, you shouldn't have been late for your first day. You have never been late before," Daisuke scolded.
"Yeah, well, it's your fault that I came late." Dark moodily picked at his food.
"Why is there such a big crowd over there? Is there a bake sale going on?" Daisuke frowned.
"Doubt it. Nobody's that interested in the school food these days unless you wanna eat crap."
"I wonder…hey Dark, do you know who that guy who picked us up this morning was?"
Dark was attacked by a violent fit of coughing. His food had gone down the wrong way. Daisuke started to panic. He jumped around excitedly, slapping Dark hard on the back, causing the poor teen to cough even more.
"Do you need CPR!"
Dark continued to choke. "No…you dolt. CPR…is…when you're…drowning."
He felt a small tap on his shoulder and he twisted his head, noticing his friend Hyosuke Taku.
"Oh, hi Taku. How are you doing?"
"Hey Dark. You know 'bout that guy I told you about last time?" Taku sat down beside Dark on the bench but sitting the opposite way.
"Which 'guy I told you about last time' guy is it?"
"Satoshi's brother."
"Oh, that smart dude? Who's supposed to be hot and all?"
"Yeah, he finally came to this school. I saw him, and he is hot man. Don't get me wrong," Taku said as he noticed the look on Dark's face, "it's just a fact."
"Okay…well what's his name?"
"Krad. Hikari Krad. Hey Dark, are you ok?"
Dark had turned pale. Taku waved a hand in front of his face, worried.
That's him!
"Dark, are you ok?"
Dark broke out of his reverie. "Huh? Oh…umm, Taku, could you do me a favor?"
Taku smiled brightly. "Sure thing. You know how much I love doing favors for you."
"Find Satoshi for me. Ask if I could talk to him."
"Alrighty. See you later!" Taku bounded off to who knows where.
"Thanks Taku!"
Dark sighed and noted Daisuke was watching him.
"What?"
"Well anyways, do you know him?"
"Know who? Taku?"
"No, I meant the other guy. The blonde from this morning."
"Now I do. What do you think?"
"I think he's…"
"That's not what I meant!"
"Oh."
Dark pounded his fist against his chest, finally managing to control his breathing. "Besides, why do you ask anyways?"
"Well...is he your boyfriend?"
Now, Dark was just shocked. "WHAT!"
"I mean, it seems like you know each other a lot. And he keeps giving you that look..."
"No, no, I'm not into guys! He's just a crazy psycho bitch! I have nothing to do with him!"
"And now you're giving me that "I'm denying I have anything to do with him but have a secret relationship" talk."
Dark could not believe how his day was going. Is Krad controlling my life? Can he do that?
"What makes you think that I'm gay? By the way you act, I think you're gay," Dark said defensively. "Like I told you, I think he's a crazy psycho bitch and you know how much I hate crazy psycho bitches."
"Who do you think is the psycho bitch exactly?" Mitsuwa-sensei appeared out of thin air, making Dark jump in surprise. He seated himself between the two brothers, acting casual as if it was normal for a teacher to sit on a damp bench in a very smelly cafeteria in his crisp clean suit.
How come everybody keeps doing that!
"Mitsuwa-san! When did you get here! Is there something I can help you with?"
"Oh come on Dark, just call me Sho. No need to be formal," Mitsuwa-san wrapped his arm around Dark's shoulder.
"Umm...well sensei," Dark peeled his arm off carefully. He scooted down the bench, trying to put as much distance between them as possible. "We were just talking about stuff."
Mitsuwa-san scooted down, too, and he tugged at Dark's arm, scowling at him. "Come on Dark, why are you always running away from me?"
He wrapped his arm around him again and pulled him close, making Dark feel very uncomfortable. Mitsuwa-san brought his mouth close to Dark's right ear and whispered, "Now who were you just talking about? I'll put you in detention if you don't tell me."
Dark swallowed nervously. What should I say? He noticed that Daisuke trying to look over Mitsuwa-san's wide shoulders, suspicious.
"What are you talking about? It's really nothing! We were just talking about things from home, how we can't sleep because...of our nightmares. Right, Daisuke?" The purple-haired boy looked at Daisuke, giving him a small wink, hoping that he would take the hint.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
"That's not true. I was asking if Dark was ga..mmmph!" Dark had ducked out of Mitsuwa-sensei's arms and reached around his back to get at Daisuke on the other side. His hand clapped over his mouth.
"Uh...he doesn't know what he is talking about!"
"Dark, you have detention. Meet me after school in my classroom. Is that understood?" Mitsuwa-san stood up and excusing himself, climbed over the bench and walked away.
Dark covered his face with his hand. He could not understand why everything was turning sour. Daisuke patted his back. "It's all right big brother. He'll probably be nice on...,"
"Thank you," Dark cut him off.
He grabbed his lunch bag and all and jumping out of his seat, dumped it in the trash bin. He then strode out the area, furious at his little brother for getting him into trouble.
When he reached the crowd, he noticed that he had no way of getting around them. Sighing, he pushed them rudely aside, mumbling, "Excuse me, I need to get my stuff."
When he pushed aside the girl with the brown pigtails, he was just about to step outside of the crowd when he felt someone jerk his shoulder back, nearly making him fall backwards. Luckily, warm arms enveloped around him, preventing him from hurting himself. He caught his balance but... he was in a really strange postion. His whole body was flat against the person's front.
"Whoa, thanks whoever," Dark started to speak but stopped as that same person nibbled his ear, his/her teeth raking the soft skin.
"Hello Dark, it's nice to see you again." Ok...it's a he. And, Dark also figured that since he could feel something growing hard against his back.
The purple-haired teen pulled and tugged at the arms. He was surprised when he didn't hear people gasping at the sight. Looking around, he saw, for the second time, that everything had frozen...again.
"I hate it when you keep doing that." Dark commented.
"I hate it too because you keep avoiding me."
"Well, I came to you didn't I?"
"You know what I am talking about and you know how much I need you." Hands slipped inside his jeans and stroked him slowly.
"You always...aim there...don't you?" Dark leaned his head back and laid his head on Krad's shoulder. His lips parted and he panted as he could feel his climax coming closer.
Krad used his other hand to caress Dark's lips. It played around with the lower, then the upper. Tracing his lips one last time, he slipped two fingers inside Dark's mouth.
"K...kr..."
Krad's thumb jerked Dark's chin up, closing it on his fingers. Dark tasted something metallic in his mouth. It was bitter but sweet at the same time.
The blonde pulled out the digits, wet with saliva and blood, and spun Dark around, crushing his lips against the thief's. His fingers roughly clutched his hair while his tongue delved inside and cleaned his mouth of blood. Pants unzipped and boxers slid down, Dark moaned as Krad's hand stroked his member faster and harder. Although it hurt, he couldn't help but feel his pleasure increase tenfold. He came into Krad's hands and held onto the strong shoulder, panting. The blonde brought his fingers to his mouth and licked it. He made it look as if it was the most delicious thing in the world.
"I finally made you compensate for this morning. Oh, and I hope you can come to the dance on Friday."
Dark noticed that his clothes were back on. He shook his head. "I don't want to come."
"Pardon?"
"I said I don't want to come."
Krad's eyes flashed. "Then I will convince you to come."
No sooner had those words left his mouth; there was a loud commotion around them. Krad looked around, noticing that time had started. His eyes narrowed. He spun on his heel and marched out of the crowd, but before he did, he said over his shoulder, "You cannot hide from me forever."
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