Redhead who looks like Daisuke: Running from Krad. "I told you I'm not Daisuke!"

Krad: "I won't let you fool me!" Throws a deadly feather at the redhead.

Redhead: Flies forward from the blast into a boy who looks like Satoshi. "Save me!"

Krad: "Step away Satoshi! The boy is not getting away!" Prepares another feather.

Sairen: Snatches feather. "That's not Daisuke. He ran off a long time ago with Dark and Cye."

Krad: "Then who is he?"

Sairen: "Our new guests. It'd be much appreciated if you didn't fry Daika-kun. You'd make Kazu-kun depressed."

Daika: Latches onto Sairen. "Thank you for saving me from the psychotic angel Sairen-chan!"

Krad: "Psychotic angel?"

Daika: "Eep!"

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Sorry for the delay. Project and then convention. Shrugs. We'll see if we get more reviewers are not. Hope you like.

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Well, here's the chapter! Hope you like Kazu and Daika. My friends who read this loved them and who couldn't? They're in such a sad, but loving relationship.

Disclaimer: If I owed DNAngel, I would not have four and up OC's in my story. They would be canon.

Chapter Six: Picture Perfect

"So, who's this friend who's sleeping over?" Emiko asked when Daisuke came home. "Were you at their house last night?"

"Well, um, I kind of have to explain about that Mom." Daisuke began nervously.

"Daisuke, what's going on?" Emiko asked suspiciously.

"Well, um, you see, the thing is, um, well, it wasn't his, uhhh…" Daisuke tried to explain, but couldn't think of what to say.

"How about I explain Daisuke?" Satoshi asked, walking up behind Daisuke.

Emiko suddenly tense, glaring at Hiwarati. "He's staying here."

"It's the best solution for our problem, Mrs. Niwa." Satoshi said matter-of-factly.

"Problem? What problem is he talking about Daisuke?" Emiko wondered, looking at Daisuke. "Is he plotting to take back my collection?" She added in a whisper.

Satoshi heard, however. "Ma'am, the fact is I'm trying to help you steal." He said calmly.

"Huh?" This caught Emiko's attention. "What do you mean?" She asked.

"I wish for Dark to be put back into Daisuke." Satoshi said simply.

"Put back into...wait! You mean Dark isn't in Daisuke? Then where is he?" Emiko questioned.

"He's in me. I'm afraid he and Krad have switched places." Satoshi informed her in a professional tone.

Emiko stared at them, eyes wide, and silent.

After a few minutes, Satoshi turned to Daisuke. "I'm sorry." He said.

"For what?" Daisuke asked.

"I think I may have put your mother into an eye open coma." Satoshi answered.

"That psychopath is in my Dai! And Dark's in a Hikari!" Emiko shrieked.

"Mom, calm down!" Daisuke asked.

"How did this happen!" Emiko demanded.

"We're not sure, Mrs. Niwa. Somehow we were put under in the library and when we woke up, they had been switched." Satoshi said calmly.

Emiko was silent a moment and then looked angry. She grabbed the front of Satoshi's shirt, yanking him forward. "This is your doing, isn't it! You're planning to have Krad destroy Dai and capture Dark, aren't you!" She accused.

Satoshi looked at her in shock, for once speechless.

"Mom! It's not Satoshi's fault!" Daisuke defended.

"How do you know? This wouldn't be the first time he separated you and Dark." Emiko said, still glaring at Satoshi.

"Because he has to give into something Krad wants after the switch so Krad didn't kill me to force another switch!" Daisuke shouted.

Emiko blinked and looked at Daisuke. "What is he going to do?" She asked.

Satoshi looked away. Daisuke knew it was in shame. He looked down too. "It doesn't have to do with Dark or me. Trust me though. It's very, very bad."

Emiko was silent a moment and sighed while letting go of Satoshi. "Well, if you say so. I suppose if he's protecting you, it's all right if he stayed." She said seriously. "But he's not allowed near the vault!" She added hastily.

"Mom, will you..." Daisuke started, but stopped when Satoshi held up a hand.

Satoshi nodded while he said, "I understand. I'm just here until Dark and Krad are switched back."

Emiko nodded. "Well, you'll be sleeping in Daisuke's room." She said.

"What!" Daisuke squeaked.

"Well we don't want anyone sitting on him if he sleeps in the living room in the morning by accident." Emiko justified.

"But, uh, but..." Daisuke stammered.

"What's wrong, Daisuke? You didn't have a problem sleeping in the same room as me last night." Satoshi commented, smirking slightly.

Daisuke blushed a bright red. "W-well, I wasn't sure if you were okay with that." Daisuke lied. What if I have another dream while he's here! How am I supposed to explain that!

Krad laughed. "Ah, that would certainly be a show to see. Satoshi is a very light sleeper." He taunted.

(AN: "He's so lying." Sairen says. "He's Krad." Cye answers. "Oh. Right." Sairen nods.)

Ahhhh! No, no, no! Daisuke cried and froze. You're...going to tell him when you switch back with Dark, aren't you?

"Yes." Krad answered simply.

"But you can't do that!" Daisuke cried.

Satoshi, Emiko, and Kosuke, who had been helping Satoshi with his bag, stared at Daisuke.

"Krad, causing Daisuke to go insane is hurting him. Remember our deal." Satoshi said in a cold, even voice.

Daisuke looked at Satoshi and looked away. "Um, thanks Satoshi." He said. "I'll take his bag up Dad." He said, taking the bag and hurrying off.

After a moment, there was a burning smell in the air. "Oh no! Breakfast!" Emiko cried, running off.

Satoshi glanced at Kosuke and bent down to take off his shoes.

"Your face has changed since two years ago." Kosuke commented.

Satoshi didn't look up. "How so?" He asked after a moment.

"It seemed like you were protecting something very precious." Kosuke replied.

Satoshi was silent for a moment. "Despite our family history, Daisuke and I became friends." He answered.

Kosuke smiled, a knowing look in his eye. "Well, I hope you both continue to be friends."

Satoshi glanced up and nodded. "I hope so too."

Daisuke set down the bag and flopped down on the couch with a sigh. So, Krad is gonna tell Satoshi. Ah, man, this is bad...Krad will make it sound worse than it is! Daisuke thought.

"I can hear you, you know." Krad commented.

You're the problem! Daisuke snapped. I'd rather tell Satoshi myself!

"Then why don't you?" Krad asked.

Daisuke paused. "I think I have to tell Satoshi." He muttered.

"Tell me what?" Satoshi asked, standing in the doorway.

"Ah!" Daisuke jumped and looked at Satoshi. "Um, hi Satoshi."

Satoshi walked over to Daisuke, handing him his book bag he forgot downstairs. "What do you have to tell me?" He asked again.

"Well, um..." Daisuke blushed a bright cherry red and looked at his bag, fiddling with the straps. Might as well get this over with. "Well, you see, um, y-you could say it concerns you."

"I figured that." Satoshi said to encourage Daisuke to keep talking.

"Well, the thing is, um, well you have to understand, um, uh, it's not my, uh, well every night..." Daisuke trailed off, not sure what to say, the bag top flopping open.

"Daisuke, spit it out already." Satoshi said, frustrated.

"Well I, um, have been having, um, uh, dre...what's this?" Daisuke suddenly changed subjects mid word, pulling a thin package from his bag. "This isn't mine."

"What do you mean it isn't yours?" Satoshi asked.

"It isn't mine." Daisuke said, starting to rip off the paper.

"Daisuke what were you about to sa..." Satoshi started to ask when Dark suddenly yelled.

"That thing is magic! Don't touch it!" Dark warned.

Daisuke ripped away the last of the paper to expose a small painting. In the painting was a young man with medium length red hair pulled back into a ponytail at the nape of his neck. He was leaning against a rail of a boat, a rather old one, wearing a servant's outfit from around a hundred years ago. He didn't look tired though. He was smiling a bright smile that reached his cinnamon eyes along with an emotion Daisuke wasn't sure off.

"He looks like me." Daisuke murmured after looking at the picture a few seconds. Then everything went black.

Satoshi stared at the painting on the ground. "Daisuke's...gone."

"Along with Krad. Sucked into the painting." Dark said.

Satoshi moved to pick up the painting.

"Don't touch it!" Dark snapped.

Satoshi froze. What do we do then?

"Find out about this painting and a way to free Daisuke." Dark answered.

"There we go! Okay Daika, you can move." A voice said in front of Daisuke.

Daisuke blinked, focusing on the figure in front of him. There was a canvas on a painter prop and beside it stood the speaker. It was a young man, looking to be around the age of the man in the painting. He had icy blue eyes and bluish silver hair that went to his shoulders. He had a button up white shirt with rolled up sleeves, small spots of various colors all over and black trousers with suspenders.

(AN: "Painter prop?" Sairen asked. "I don't know what it's called. It's the thing that you put the canvas on." Cye huffed.)

He looks kind of like Satoshi. Daisuke thought.

"Daika, you all right? I thought you wanted to see the painting finished." The man said, looking right at Daisuke, gesturing to the canvas.

Daika? Why is he calling me Daika? Daisuke thought.

The man sighed and walked over and grabbed Daisuke's arm. "I already told you that you weren't ugly and I told you that you were going to at least look at the painting before you start on moaning on how you ruined the canvas with your looks." He said, dragging him over to the canvas.

"Um, uh, okay?" Daisuke said uncertainly and looked at the canvas and gasped.

"See? I told you were beautiful." The man said.

Daisuke stared at the painting he had been holding in his room just moments ago.

"I'm thinking 'The Friendly Enemy' for the title. What do you think Daika?" The man asked.

Daisuke slowly nodded. "So that's me?" He asked.

The man nodded and smiled at him in a loving way. "That's you. Though in my eyes, you're even more beautiful." He said, leaning closer.

"Uncle Kazu, I've been looking everywhere for you!" A girl's voice called.

The man looked up over Daisuke's head. "Lana? Is something wrong?" He called back.

"Mother needs help. Something little kid got jam on the painting and needs help cleaning it." Lana said, walking up to them. She looked at Daisuke and sighed. "You and Mom hang out with such common people. I mean, who paints a portrait of a cabin boy?" She demanded.

Kazu sighed. "Lana, you know my relation to 'the cabin boy,' as you call him." He said and smiled at Daisuke. "Will you take my things to the room? I'll meet you there in a few minutes."

"Uh, I don't have a key." Daisuke said, really just not being sure what room Kazu was in.

"Forgot your key again? Here. See you soon." Kazu said, handing him a key and grabbing a packet from the painting items and leaving with Lana.

Daisuke looked at the painting. So, that's Daika and I'm Daika. Daisuke thought and looked around. He was on an old cruise ship. He froze when he looked at the smoke stack. That sign... Daisuke stared at the picture of a swan on a wave. That symbol is the same as the cruise ship in the article.

"The girl's name was Lana." Krad commented. He had been trying to figure out where they were.

So...we're on the boat in the article? How did that happen! Daisuke cried.

"The painting did it." Krad said flatly.

Oh... How did it get in my bag?

"The person who switched Dark and me probably put it there."

Why would they do that?

"How should I know!" Krad snapped.

Okay! I get it! Daisuke said and looked at the key and sighed. He started to pack up everything.

"What are you doing?" Krad demanded.

I'm taking Kazu's things to his room. If I'm gonna figure out why I'm here, he's the only clue I got. The way out can't be the painting. They wouldn't give it to me just like this. Daisuke answered, strapping the painting to the top of the bag with the rest of the supplies and put the bag on his back and grabbing the proper for the canvas.

"You can't be serious." Krad sighed.

I am. We're apparently friends, so he'll talk to me. Now let's see, room 419, 419... Daisuke thought, looking for the room number on the key.

"Or think you're insane." Krad muttered.

Daisuke ignored him. He just kept down the hall.

"Pardon me! Daika! Daika Niwa!" A female voice called.

Daisuke stopped. His last name's Niwa? Daisuke wondered and looked back and stared.

"I'm so glad I found you." The girl said. The girl with shoulder length dark green hair and dark green eyes.

"Oh, um, any particular reason, miss?" Daisuke asked.

The girl pouted. "Niwa-kun...I told you and Hikari-kun to call me Sairen." The girl whined.

Daisuke stared. Get rid of the black leather, put her in a poofy dress and lose the fire in her eyes and you can't even think she was Black Siren. He thought.

"Speaking of which, have you seen Kazu Hikari-kun? Maria is looking for him." Black Siren, or Sairen asked.

Kazu's a Hikari? Daisuke thought. "Um, well Miss Lana got him to help Miss Haria with the painting." He answered.

"Really? Oh thank goodness!" Sairen said, sounding relieved.

She seems hyper. Daisuke thought.

Sairen looked at the pack on Daisuke's back. "He finished the portrait..." She smirked. "So, you must be taking his stuff back. I bet you're excited about tonight then." She commented.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Daisuke asked.

"Oh, come on. Maria told me about you two. Not to mention Hikari-kun said he wanted to paint you before you lost you innocence. The way your face blushed gave it away." Sairen said, raising an eyebrow.

What is she talking about? Before I lost my innocence? Daisuke wondered.

"What! How can you not know! You're a 16-year-old boy! Why did I have to be with the idiot!" Krad complained.

"Um, I'm not sure what you're talking about..." Daisuke admitted.

"Oh, right. I'm a single young lady. I'm not suppose to know such things, right? Well anyway, have a good time anyway. Good-bye, Niwa-kun." Sairen said before turning and walking away.

Well, that was weird. Daisuke thought, soon finding 419. After he put away the things where he thought they should be, he sat down on the couch and sighed.

He was silent for a few moments before he gave into the nagging question that needed to be asked. Um, Krad? About Kazu...was he really friends with a Niwa? He asked nervously.

Krad was silent a few moments. "He was disowned for fraternizing with the enemy and so was Haria when she married against her parents' wishes." He finally answered.

Why didn't you or Dark do something? I mean, you're out to kill me and Dark isn't quiet when I talked to Satoshi. Daisuke wondered.

"They weren't the youngest. If I recall, Daika had a little brother of four years. Daika was also disowned before Dark awakened for the same reasons, I believe. Kazu had a nephew of three years who was my host. They were discovered the year of my awakening." Krad explained, not seeing a reason to hide the fact.

I'm glad my mom is more understanding. Daisuke thought in relief.

"Well Japan is more accepting of male lovers and you two haven't gone that far, no matter how much you want him." Krad teased.

Wah! You're worse than Dark! Those dreams are just...just...wait...why did you bring up male lovers? Daisuke asked.

"Because that's what Kazu and Daika were." Krad answered.

………which means that before I lost my innocence meant...

"You're gonna get laid tonight." Krad finished with a taunting voice.

Daisuke fell silent.

"What's wrong with you boy!" Krad demanded after several minutes.

Daisuke sat there for another moment when the information sank in and he fainted.

"I'm sorry for the wait Daika." Kazu apologized as he walked inside the room and then spotted Daika/Daisuke on the couch.

He looked at him a moment and smiled. "I guess he's too tired. Oh well. There's still three more days of the cruise." He said to himself and carried the sleeping man to bed and tucked him in.

He stared at him and smiled. "I love you, Daika Niwa." He whispered, kissing him gently on the lips before getting ready for bed.

"I can't believe I lost my little Daisuke to an art piece again!" Emiko cried.

"And this is the painting that did it?" Kosuke asked, holding up the painting. He had picked it up before any warning was given. It didn't seem to react to him. Kosuke studied it. "I'm not sure what piece this is." He said.

"Neither do I. Does Dark recognize it?" Daiki asked.

Satoshi shook his head. "I don't remember this piece either." He admitted.

"We don't even know what this painting is. How are we gonna help Daisuke!" Emiko cried.

"'A Friendly Enemy.'" Towa suddenly said.

Everyone turned to her questioningly.

"Towa...do you know about this painting?" Kosuke asked.

Towa nodded. "It's a part of a legend among the art world. Not quite as popular as Dark and Krad, but still well known." She explained. "However, all of us thought it was destroyed in the cultural reform. I don't know how Daisuke would get it."

"What's the legend?" Satoshi asked.

"It's a love story. There's actually more than just this piece. There's another painting and...a flute I think." Towa said.

"A painting and a flute?" Satoshi tensed at this and looked thoughtful.

Towa nodded. "Yes, the paintings made by the same artist and a flute made by an ancestor of a family that married in." She explained.

Satoshi was silent, but gestured for her to go on.

"Well, there was a girl who married into a family of musicians against her family's wishes. She was cut off almost completely, but she was happy with her new family. Unfortunately, fate took her husband away and it was only their young child that kept her from following him. However, she played out her sorrows her husband's flute his grandfather had made. Her brother, one of the few who stayed connected with her, painted her sorrow." Towa explained.

"Painted her sorrow?" Kosuke questioned.

Towa nodded. "What he saw in the music, he painted. After that, the girl became happy again. As did the young painter. He found someone he truly loved. However, the family disapproved this union as well. They cut him off completely. The girl did not abandon her brother and in the end, both siblings were cut off completely, but they were happy."

"What about the other painting?" Satoshi asked.

"I'm getting to that." Towa said. "Well, this is years later and the first time the painting saw the world. However, disaster started to befall them. After the artist completed his second painting, things started to go wrong for the first. Things that started to hit the painting. 'Till finally the painting is stolen from the boat it was touring on." Towa said and paused looking uncertain.

"What's wrong Towa?" Emiko asked.

"Well, it's just the thief...was Dark." Towa admitted.

"Dark!" They all cried.

Towa nodded. "Unfortunately, the spirit didn't wish to be taken and fought him and he ended up dropping the painting into the sea. The spirit was forced to follow and the girl couldn't just let it go and followed. Neither were ever seen again." Towa said sadly.

"Wait! The painting fell into the sea!" Dark demanded, remembering something.

"And of the artist?" Satoshi asked, ignoring Dark. He was very tense now.

"He committed suicide after his lover. He was a servant on the ship and he tried to save the girl, keep her from jumping, but failed. The servant felt so much guilt, felt like a failure and so took his life and the artist couldn't live without him." Towa explained.

"He?" Satoshi questioned.

Towa nodded. "Yes...the second painting the brother, the artist, made, was of his lover." Towa replied.

There was silence in the room. After several minutes Satoshi spoke. "What were the paintings called?"

"This one here is 'The Friendly Enemy' and the first was..." Towa started and time seemed to slow down as she said the second. "'Siren of Lost Hearts.'"

Satoshi stood up abruptly, looking angry. "I should have known from the beginning." He said to himself and walked out of the house before anyone could stop him.

"Where are you going?" Dark asked.

To my so-called cousin's house. Satoshi answered.

"That Sairen girl? What would she know?" Dark asked.

Siren of Lost Hearts was recovered. It was donated by a private party to the museum, two days before Anaen arrived. Black Siren appeared the day before her. The girl in that article, us getting locked into the library, and the fact she knows about you and Krad when she's a human. There are too many coincidences! She knows something about this! I know it! Satoshi declared.

Dark was silent a moment. "And blackmail to make sure you were both there...well, I don't like to fight a lady, but taking Daisuke is going too far."

Nice to see you're on board. Satoshi thought with a hint of sarcasm.

Satoshi flopped down on the couch in Daisuke's room that evening, scowling. "We searched all day and we couldn't find her." He complained.

"The girl sure can hide." Dark commented.

Satoshi sighed. "We don't even know what's happening to Daisuke. What if something happens in there like the second hand of time?" He wondered, starting to worry.

"I'm sure Daisuke's fine. He can take care of himself. At least for a little while." Dark assured him.

To Be Continued...