Daisuke: Blushing like mad.
Cye: "Awww…is poor little Dai-chan embarrassed by chapter content?"
Daisuke: "Actually…it's not that…" Blush deepens.
Anaen: Looks confused. "It's not?"
Daisuke: "I actually enjoyed that scene…."
Anaen+Cye: OO
Daisuke: Imitating a cherry now.
Cye: Clears throat. "Well then…yeah…Eight page update! WHOO! To the review replies!"
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Cye: "Ah, so noticed I was trying to fool everyone huh? Here's a cookie for you!" Throws cookie.
Anaen: Rolls eyes. "And soup does this to you?"
Disclaimer: If I owned DNAngel then…I'd have Satoshi just drag Daisuke into bed already!
Warning: Lime scene ahead. You'll know it when you see it.
Chapter Four: Studying And Remembering.
"I can't believe you two!" Anaen cried the next morning before class, after dragging Satoshi over to Daisuke. "You both left me alone to do the project by myself! Seesh!"
"I'm sorry, Miss Sairen!" Daisuke apologized.
Satoshi was silent.
Anaen glared at them both and then 'hmped'. "Well, since you both skipped out, I'll only forgive you if I get tonight off and you do the studying." She said.
"Of course, Miss Sairen. I should have at least called yesterday." Daisuke said, not quite registering what she said.
"You know why I was gone." Satoshi said.
"Yeah, I did. AFTER you failed to do your job. No, you're not getting out of this so easily. I expect new info for our history project tomorrow. If both of you don't do it..." She smirked, an evil glint in her eye. "I'll show everyone the picture."
"Picture? What picture?" Daisuke asked, confused.
Anaen whipped out a picture and held it out for them to see. It was at an odd angle and you could see part of a finger, but you could see the main focus of it. It was Satoshi and Daisuke when they were kissing in the limo.
Daisuke blushed a dark red and Satoshi glared at Anaen. "How did you get that?" Satoshi demanded.
Anaen put away the photo, still smirking. "Well, there was a reason I couldn't see Daisuke still in the limo. I had my camera, taking some pictures and I accidentally took it when I fell down." She explained.
Daisuke kept blushing. "I already said I would! Please don't show anyone! They wouldn't understand!" Daisuke pleaded, barely avoiding yelling. At least the classroom was already noisy from everyone else talking.
"I am already busy. I have to research something else." Satoshi said.
Oh, you're not getting out of this so easily, Satoshi-kun. Anaen thought and sighed and got a bored look. "I guess I just have to show everyone this photo. Hey, Hara..." Anaen started until Daisuke slapped his hand over her mouth.
Daisuke looked at Satoshi pleadingly. "Satoshi, please come. I can't let Miss Harada or Miss Riku see that photo." He pleaded.
Satoshi stared at Daisuke and then sighed. "Fine." He said.
Daisuke sighed in relief, moving his hand away from Anaen. "Thank you, Hiwarati."
Anaen smiled. "Great, now about the subject..."
"H-H-Hiwarati, w-what are you doing?" Daisuke half stuttered and half squeaked.
"Are you really so naive, Daisuke?" Satoshi asked, leaning closer.
"H-Hiwarati! Stop! What are you doing!" Daisuke squeaked again and closed his eyes. How did this happen! Daisuke cried in his mind.
Satoshi had come over to walk with Daisuke to the library. On Daisuke's insistence, Emiko let the boy in since Daisuke wasn't ready and it was cold outside. Satoshi had been watching as Daisuke grabbed everything he would need for studying. Daisuke didn't notice Satoshi locking his door or approaching him.
That is, before Satoshi pinned him against the wall and was now closing even that distance.
"You mean you really can't figure it out? Well, I'll just have to show you..." Satoshi whispered and closed the distance between them, pressing their bodies and their lips together.
Daisuke's eyes widened in shock. What is he doing! DARK! HELP! Daisuke cried in his mind.
Satoshi broke the kiss, but still kept bodily contact. "Dark is asleep and so is Krad. There's nothing to worry about anymore." He whispered.
Daisuke stared with wide eyes. He was silent.
"I won't hurt you, I promise." Satoshi whispered before closing the gap between their lips again.
After a moment Daisuke was kissing back, feeling blood move from his head down south. Suddenly, Satoshi grinds their hips together and Daisuke gasped. Satoshi took the chance and his tongue dived into Daisuke's mouth, tasting the other boy. Daisuke moaned into the kiss, the blood moving south a lot faster now.
Satoshi broke the kiss, flush and panting. "Daisuke." He breathed before moving down to his neck, kissing and nipping lightly at the skin.
"S-Sato-ooooshi..." Daisuke moaned loudly when Satoshi sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. What is he doing to me? Daisuke thought through the haze in his mind. Why does it feel right?
"That's the first time you called me by my name." Satoshi whispered huskily into Daisuke's ear. "I like how you say it. Will I like it better when you scream it?" He whispered, his hands finding their way under Daisuke's shirt.
Daisuke moaned loudly. He was starting to feel hot all of the sudden. He was flush and panting, and it was even harder to think. "Satoshi..." He breathed.
"Yesss... I definitely like that." Satoshi whispered, starting the attack on his neck again.
What if mom hea... Daisuke started to think, but that thought quickly left with a low moan as Satoshi brushed his fingertips over his nipples. When Satoshi started to grind their hips together again, Daisuke couldn't think at all and started to moan loudly.
"S-Satoshi...please!" Daisuke pleaded.
Satoshi moved up to meet Daisuke's eyes. "Yes?" He asked in what sounded like a purr.
"I...I need..." Daisuke stuttered and Satoshi grinds his hips against Daisuke's again, creating a delicious friction. "Oh, god! Satoshi" Daisuke cried.
Satoshi smirked a bit at Daisuke. He opened his mouth and said. "Kyu!"
Daisuke suddenly came down to reality. "Wha...?"
Suddenly Daisuke jerked awake and saw Wyth sitting in front of him. He stared at the rabbit creature for a moment before he remembered clearly what he dreamt. Oh god! Were all those dreams over Hiwarati! Daisuke thought. How could I be having dreams about Hiwarati! It must have been that kiss! Daisuke concluded.
"That must be it! I'll just avoid Hiwarati until the dreams stop!" Daisuke decided.
"Daisuke! Hiwarati...is here to pick you up to go study." Emiko called up, sounding like she was suppressing the distaste for Satoshi while saying his name.
"Ah! I forgot about the project!" Daisuke cried, grabbing his head. "I can't avoid him!"
"Daisuke? Are you all right?" Emiko called up.
"Uh...Yeah, I'm fine! I was asleep! I have to get ready! Just let Hiwarati wait downstairs!" Daisuke called down, not realizing what he was saying.
"Well, all right." Emiko replied.
Daisuke rushed around the room, grabbing his stuff and trying to not look like he had sleeping on the couch. At least all his panicking calmed down the problem the dream caused.
He didn't look up until he heard his door click shut. He tensed and looked up and saw Satoshi leaning against his closed bedroom door.
"H-Hiwarati? W-what are you... I mean you didn't need to come up here. I'm almost ready." Daisuke stammered.
"Your mother wouldn't stop glaring at me. I decided it would be better if I left as quickly as possible. Do you need help?" Satoshi asked, looking around the room.
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm almost ready now." Daisuke said, turning around, stuffing his notebook into his bag and closing his bag. He turned around and jumped with a yelp. Satoshi had been standing right behind him.
"H-Hiwarati...you scared me. Is something wrong?" Daisuke asked.
Satoshi didn't answer, but stepped closer. Daisuke tried to step back, but hit his desk. He gulped audibly. "H-H-Hiwarati? W-what are you doing?" He asked nervously.
Satoshi looked down and then started to unbutton Daisuke's shirt.
Daisuke squeaked and blushed furiously, but he couldn't seem to get his hands up to push Satoshi away. Is this a dream! Please let it be a dream! Daisuke begged in his mind.
Satoshi finished unbuttoning the shirt. Daisuke gulped again and squeezed his eyes shut.
Then he felt Satoshi buttoning his shirt back up. "You didn't button up right. You skipped three holes. Were you really in that big of a hurry?" Satoshi asked, finishing with rebuttoning the shirt.
"Oh...um, thanks." Daisuke said, sounding a bit breathless. He opened his eyes, and looked down. He could still feel the blush on his face. In fact, he was blushing even more.
Satoshi stepped back when he was done. He studied Daisuke for a moment and then asked, "Niwa, are you all right?" Satoshi asked.
Daisuke jumped and then looked up, smiling nervously, still blushing. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be all right? Come on. We need to get to the library!" Daisuke declared and hurried out of his room.
Satoshi stared for a moment. Why was he blushing? Satoshi wondered.
"Didn't he say he was sleeping? Clearly he was dreaming of the Harada girl again." Krad said tauntingly.
Satoshi scowled. You enjoy mocking me, don't you? Satoshi growled at Krad.
"Of course not, Satoshi. I just don't want you to chase a foolish boy who doesn't deserve your affection. Especially someone who is going to die." Krad said, a smirk even in his voice.
You will not touch him! Dark is fine, but don't you dare hurt Daisuke! Satoshi snapped.
"Ah, but killing Dark kills the boy too." Krad stated calmly.
Satoshi fell silent. Daisuke is waiting outside. He thought before leaving the room.
"Is there a reason we're riding with creepy Hiwarati?" Dark asked sleepily, having just woken up.
You keep forgetting about the project, don't you? Satoshi offered me a ride instead of walking. Daisuke replied.
"Where's that Anaen girl then?" Dark countered.
How long have you been sleeping? Daisuke asked.
"Since Black Siren. Now answer the question." Dark commanded.
She accidentally took our picture in the limo. She wasn't happy about us leaving her alone like that yesterday. Daisuke said. Said we had to give her tonight off.
"Oh, so she blackmailed you." Dark said with a nod.
I wish I didn't have to be alone with Satoshi. That dream really freaked me out. Daisuke thought with a sigh.
"Huh? What dream?" Dark asked.
I was talking to myself. Daisuke replied.
"And now I'm interested, so spill or I'll just look through your memories." Dark threatened.
W-wha...? No! Don't you dare! Daisuke cried at Dark.
"Hm? Now this is interesting. What's got you so riled up?" Dark asked.
Nothing! Nothing's wrong! Daisuke lied frantically.
Dark sighed. "You can at least try lying better." Dark said.
Daisuke stopped when he felt Dark going into his memories. NO! STOP! THE DREAM WAS SATOSHI...kiss...ing... Daisuke fell silent, blushing bright red, inside and outside.
"Kissing? Who was he kissing?" Dark asked curiously and almost...cautiously.
Well... Daisuke, deciding he couldn't hide it forever from Dark, told him in a rush. I had a dream that...SatoshiandIweremakingout!
Dark was silent for a moment. "WHAT!" Dark yelled.
Please don't make me say it again. Daisuke pleaded, blushing an even brighter red.
"But...wha...AH!" Dark screamed.
"Ah! Don't do that." Daisuke groaned aloud, his ears ringing.
"Don't do what?" Satoshi asked, looking up at Daisuke from the information Anaen had already found on their topic.
"Ah!" Daisuke cried, falling off his seat. He looked at Satoshi and blushed. "Oh, um, gomen. It was Dark. He was yelling because, uh..." Daisuke fell silent.
Satoshi was silent a moment and looked back at the information. "Don't worry about it. I know Dark doesn't trust you alone with me. I understand." He said calmly.
"It's nothing personal. It's just that..." Daisuke trailed off.
"He doesn't think I can control Krad." Satoshi finished for him. "Don't worry. Right now Krad is angry at Black Siren for trying to interfere. She's too much trouble for him to have fun fighting Dark."
"Oh...well, um, Dark's quiet now anyway. Heh heh." Daisuke said uneasily. I think tonight is gonna be a long night. He thought.
The limo slowed to a stop. Satoshi looked up. "We're here." He said.
"Okay." Daisuke said and looked out the window. "It's...snowing."
Daisuke and Satoshi sat in front of a computer, a stack of books next to it. Satoshi was searching through old news articles and Daisuke was looking through a book.
"I didn't think one news article from a hundred years ago could have so many books." Daisuke commented.
"Most of those are police records. There was a lot of mystery around the incident. Not to mention Dark was there." Satoshi said.
"Huh? Dark was?" Daisuke asked, looking up.
"Just read this." Satoshi said, pointing to the article on the screen. Daisuke leaned over and read.
'Thievery to Tragedy.'
'What had started as a simple theft turned into a tragedy today. When the Phantom Thief Dark attempted to steal the art piece Siren of Lost Hearts and the last flute left of the Haria family. Both belonged to the head of the Haria's, Maria Elizabeth Haria. During the tour of Maria's performance, she was to be on the S.S. Black Siren for a week. Before the cruise, Phantom Thief Dark sent a warning letter that he would steal the painting and the flute on the final night of the cruise.
The guards on board had checked everyone and thought that both pieces would be safe. However, Dark had made his way on board. That was when the theft turned sour. The time he came for the painting and flute, Maria Elizabeth Haria and a guest were with the pieces. Dark had managed to get the painting, though not the flute. Haria had it in her hands and it was reported later by a servant that she told Dark she would die before she let Dark take it. Haria's guest went after Dark to retrieve the painting before he left the ship. She followed Dark onto the deck and in a last ditch effort threw her shoe at him to make him let go. He did, however, that was over the water. Dark had not caught it before it hit water.
That is when tragedy struck. Haria's guest had dove into the waters after the painting. The waters were still cold from the winter. Haria's guest never came back up. The tragedy does not end there. Haria had followed her guest and had been seen looking for her, or perhaps it was the painting, frantically. After the guest did not emerge after ten minutes, Haria had shoved the flute to the servant who overheard the theft, telling him to give it to her daughter before diving into the water.
Neither were ever seen again, nor was the painting Siren of Lost Hearts. No one ever found out who Haria's guest was. She was not even a passenger. That brings up the question on how Haria knew such a person. Lana Althea Haria, Maria Elizabeth Haria's closest relative and 15 year old daughter was asked
about the woman. "I do not know who she is. However, I have heard my mother talking to someone late at night. I thought it was a lover. Maybe it was that woman instead." Lana had answered.
Either way, that night was indeed a tragedy. Dark had never harmed anyone seriously before. Now one of the world's best flutist, a beautiful painting, and an innocent, mysterious woman are all gone forever."
Dark...do you remember this? Daisuke asked. There was only silence. He looked back in his mind. Dark was passed out. Now I think he's being over dramatic.
"Daisuke, look at the pictures." Satoshi said.
Daisuke focused back at the screen. One was of Dark flying with the painting, an old shoe flying towards him. Another was of the painting. "It looks familiar." Daisuke said, pointing to the picture. "I'm not sure where though."
"This also looks familiar." Satoshi said, pointing to the last picture.
Daisuke looked at it and gasped. "Those two...they're...they're..." Daisuke just gaped.
"Anaen and Black Siren." Satoshi finished.
"How is that possible?" Daisuke asked in astonishment.
Satoshi pointed to Anaen. "This one looks older. A coincidence or maybe they related." He said.
Daisuke looked at Anaen. "Well, she does look older. If she's Haria, then she could be, but Black Siren..." He looked at the other girl, sitting next to Maria Haria as she played. Except for the clothes, she looked exactly the same. "Short hair wasn't normal then, was it?" He asked.
"No, it wasn't. Not many people cut their hair and girl's never had such short hair." Satoshi answered.
"Do you think...she's an art piece?" Daisuke wondered.
"..." Satoshi was silent.
"Hiwarati?" Daisuke looked at him questioningly.
The sound of a flute echoed softly around library.
Daisuke awoke with a jerk. He looked around in a daze. "Where...am I?" He wondered, not recognizing the surroundings.
He seemed to have been asleep on the floor. At least judging by the fact he was half under a desk or table. It was then he remembered that he had been in the library with Satoshi and…and what?
He looked around the area. Everything was still on the desk, though the computer was off. The book Daisuke had been reading was also set nicely on the table. Satoshi was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, Dark. You awake?" Daisuke asked aloud and had been about to look for him when a hand clamped down on his shoulder.
To Be Continued...