Cye: Playing on PS2, eyes wide open and glazed over.
Sairen: Pokes Cye with a stick. "She hasn't move for a few days now. I've been poking her for an hour."
Anaen: "It's what happens when you get KH2, I hear."
Sairen: "That's why the chapter is out so late?"
Anaen: "Yep. I had to wire the computer to the TV. She thought DNAngel was featured with the game."
Sairen: "She's insane, I tell ya."
Anaen: "Yep."
Cye: Still playing.
Reply To Reviewers:
Inuyash-Oddishness:
You get to meet Daika this chapter! Thanks for the nice review.
ChibiKitsune90:
I was feeling particularly evil that chapter. I won't say when Satoshi entered specifically, but you'll see he heard Daisuke say a certain name…eheh.
MistySpark:
The first chapter, that was the prologue, so you know. It was meant to be short. No longer short now. They're getting to be over ten pages on average at the moment.
Disclaimer: If I owned DNAngel…I don't know. I don't own it, okay? Goes back to game.
Warning: Lemonish lime scene! I think! However, it's not between our loveable pair of Satoshi and Daisuke, but Daika and Kazu are still sweet!
Chapter Eight: Twice the Trouble, Twice the Explanations, and Twice the Fun
Daisuke sat on the bed, wrapped up in a blanket, and blushing a deep crimson as Kazu, or really, Satoshi pacing in front of him, wearing pants now.
"Um, well, uh, I think it was the wine." Daisuke said weakly. He wasn't sure why, but he felt very guilty now.
Satoshi was silent for a few moments, but he stopped the pacing. "Another spirit. That explains it." He said to himself.
"What? What are you talking about?" Daisuke asked.
Satoshi looked at Daisuke and sat down on the edge of the bed. "The spirit of that person you're in. They have a hold over your actions." Satoshi said.
"How do you figure that?" Daisuke asked, confused.
Satoshi sighed. "Well, it's a bit of a long story." He said.
"It's my day off tomorrow." Daisuke said.
Satoshi nodded. "All right then." He said and explained the story Towa's story, about theorizing Anaen's involvement, and what he overheard from her conversation.
Daisuke stared at him in shock. "I'm going to die? Sairen's really the one from home? She seemed so nice! Kazu is going to die too! This is so bad!" Daisuke cried flopping back on the bed.
"Well, it's history. We just need to get Black Siren to free us and everything will be fine." Satoshi said.
"Still...it's sad. I mean, I knew Sairen was from the painting and she would become Black Siren later, but I didn't think...why would she go through losing Miss Haria again?" Daisuke wondered.
"Because she wants you dead." Satoshi said.
"When I have Krad instead of Dark? That's the part that doesn't make sense. Why switch them? Why not go after Dark when he is the one who stole the painting? She put the painting in my bag and then had them switched, where's the sense in it?" Daisuke asked.
Satoshi hesitated. "It…doesn't. She wouldn't be after Krad and me. So...maybe she wasn't the one who switched us?" He thought about this.
"Satoshi...do we have to let them die?" Daisuke asked.
Satoshi was silent a few moments. "Daisuke this already happened. We can't do anything." He said.
"But why! They don't deserve to die. Maria is super nice and Kazu is sweet, nice, and really cares about Daika!" Daisuke cried.
"Daisuke, there's nothing we can do." Satoshi said with a sigh. "This is history repeating itself. Even if we did change it, it wouldn't matter. It'd restart and go the same way."
Daisuke looked away. "Still..."
"Some things are unavoidable. I'm sorry." Satoshi said.
There was an uncomfortable silence that fell between the two. Finally Satoshi asked the question that had been nagging at him since he arrived. He blushed at the thought of asking, but he had too.
"Hey Daisuke. Why did you, um, scream my name like that?" He asked, feeling a bit flustered.
Daisuke was still looking away, silent.
"Daisuke?" Satoshi looked over, feeling worried. Should I have asked? He wondered and bent back to see Daisuke face. He stared at the boy, surprised. "He fell asleep." He murmured.
He stared a moment more and smiled tenderly. "He's always like this." He murmured and pulled the blankets over him. After that, he went to the bathroom.
He couldn't get rid of his problem with someone who looked so much like Daisuke and with his sweet, innocent eyes staring at him naked on a bed, after all.
"Daisuki! Satoshi!" A very happy Wyth transformed into Daisuke cried.
"Uhhh…please stop yelling. I'm tired." A boy who appeared to be Daisuke groaned.
The one who appeared to be Satoshi kept sleeping.
"Kyu! DAISUKI!" Wyth cried loudly in Daisuke's ear.
"Wah!" Daisuke cried, sitting straight up. "Ugh, Kazu, you really need to stop yelling."
"I'm not yelling." Satoshi or rather, Kazu mumbled.
"Then who's doing it?" Daisuke demanded and looked up into pair of crimson eyes. "AHHH!" He screamed.
"Wha? What! I'm up!" Kazu jolted up, looking around. He then froze at what he saw. There was some kid standing on a couch, looking terrified of boy who looked exactly like him except confused. "Hey! Who are you and where's Daika?" Kazu demanded.
"I am Daika, Kazu!" The boy on the couch declared. "How can you not te..." Daisuke, actually Daika, started and gaped at Satoshi/Kazu. "You're not Kazu." He breathed.
"Yes I am! You're the one who isn't Daika! You're too short and his hair isn't like that!" Kazu declared.
"What are you talking about? You're the one who's too short, thin and Kazu's hair is darker." Daika declared.
"Daisuki? Satoshi?" Wyth looked confused. "You two don't fight. Dark and Krad, and Dark and Satoshi do." He said.
Both boys suddenly tense.
Kazu looked at Wyth. "What would you know about them?" He asked in a low voice.
"Kyu?" Wyth looked at him, confused and then changed back to normal.
"AH!" Kazu cried, jumping back.
"Wyth!" Daika cried and picked up the strange creature and hugged him. Then held him away. "Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot you hate being hugged like that." He apologized.
"W-what is that thing!" Kazu demanded.
"He's Dark's wings. I haven't seen him in ages." Daika said, holding the creature close, petting him lightly.
It was then Kazu looked around. "I'm in a Niwa room?" He paused on the computer and phone. "What in the world are those?" He asked.
Daika then saw himself in the full-length mirror. He jumped to his feet with a cry. "Why do I look different! What happened to me!"
"Wyth, I know you miss Daisuke, but would you please be qui...et?" Towa had opened the door in her yelling and froze, staring at them. She smiled happily. "Oh, Daisuke! You're back!" Towa cheered, rushing across the room and hugged him. "I'm so happy! Did Dark figure out a way to get to him Hiwatari?" Towa asked, still hugging Daika.
"Dark? I'm sorry miss, but I don't have Dark in me." Kazu replied.
"You guys figured out a way to switch them back! Oh, that's great, isn't it Daisuke! You don't have to be with that psychotic angel anymore!" Towa declared happily.
Daika pulled out of Towa's grip and looked at her questioningly. "Miss, I think you're confused. My little brother is Dark's tamer and Kazu's nephew holds Krad. I don't even know this Daisuke you're talking about." He said.
"And who's Hiwatari? Only Hikari's posses Krad." Kazu interjected.
Towa stared at Daisuke, blinking a few times and then her eyes turned serious. "You're not Daisuke and Hiwatari." She said and looked at the painting resting on a stand. "You're from in there." She said.
"From where?" They both said and looked at the painting.
Kazu's eyes widened. "How did you get that painting?" He asked in a quiet whisper.
"Kazu just finished that. No one could get it." Daika said.
"I think you guys should hear a bit about the situation." Towa decided.
"So, when we died, so we could always be together, we went to the painting?" Daika asked.
Towa nodded. "That's my theory." She said.
"So when those two entered the painting, they took our forms because of our blood?" Kazu questioned.
"Well, that's the only reason I see. I have to say though, I never heard you two lovers were a Niwa and a Hikari." Towa said.
"They didn't like to talk about us." They said in unison sadly.
"I hope Daisuke and Hiwatari all right." Towa sighed.
Daika looked around. "Where is everyone?" He asked.
"The Mr. Niwa's is looking at the museum to find any files on your paintings and see who donated Siren of Lost Hearts and Mrs. Niwa is trying to see what Hiwatari figured out by hacking his computer. He wouldn't tell her himself." Towa answered.
"Well, it's clear to see who donated it. Whoever is heir to the Haria's. I painted it for my sister after all." Kazu said.
"Well, um, it's not that simple. You see, the painting was, um, underwater. It was in the newspaper because of it's as near as possible to perfect condition." Towa said with a sheepish laugh.
Kazu stared and growled. "Let me guess. While Dark was stealing it?"
Towa nodded. "It said is was during his heist." She answered.
Kazu growled and slumped back against the couch. "I hate this whole family feud thing more and more everyday." He grumbled.
"I know, Kazu. Me too." Daika said with a nod.
Emiko tapped the desk impatiently as she looked at the screen. "I can't believe this." She muttered. "I found about a hundred files on Dark, a dozen on us, countless pages of information on paintings, and not a single thing about Siren of Lost Hearts or A Friendly Enemy!" Emiko cried in frustration, throwing up her arms in a gesture of defeat.
Her hands fell down on the keyboard and something she hadn't seen popped up. She stared at it, reading the program title. "Journal. His journal?" Emiko murmured. She looked at the keyboard, her fingers having landed several control keys.
"So, he keeps it hidden? From who? No one else lives here with how empty it is. And why for that matter?" Emiko wondered and opened it.
The first was pretty mundane, dating to when he was in college. She saw nothing important and continued. Emiko, not seeing the need to read all of it, scrolled down and stopped at a random entry and read. As she read, her eyes kept growing wider and wider until she couldn't bring herself to believe the digital text.
'Daisuke took me to his house after I passed out today. I suppose not eating that morning may not have been the best choice. I tried to leave as soon as I woke up, but he stopped me.
I'm not even sure what was going through my head then, but I know it was wrong. He just asked for help on his homework. I did help, of course. It's hard to say no to that boy.
Though, I also ended up telling him the truth about why I keep going to that school.
His family didn't seem to like me being there. Except for his father, Kosuke. Something is different about him, but it seems our conversation put the others at ease. They did let me stay for dinner and there was that camera was in his room.
His question bothered me though. Is this face really not mine? I think he might be right.
I tried to warn Daisuke away. That staying near me would destroy him. He said...
He said he wouldn't be destroyed. I'd have to say that was the point I couldn't deny it any longer. Not to myself. I know why Krad was able to come out all those times and this realization won't help. I'm going to leave. I can't stay near Daisuke or Krad will kill him. I won't be able to stop him next time while I'm like this. I won't be able to protect him anymore.
After all, I know that I love Daisuke Niwa now.'
Emiko reread the last sentence over and over until it finally registered. She stood up and started pacing. Is this good or bad? I mean, Satoshi's a good boy, but he has feelings for my Daisuke. I wasn't expecting this at all! She thought.
She leaned against the desk and accidentally bumped Satoshi's bag to the floor. She looked down and bent to pick it up and froze. There was an old news article that was printed off. The title was 'Thievery to Tragedy', and a picture of a beautiful painting.
"I hope they find something out. I don't wanna know what's happening with our bodies right now." Daika said, standing in front of the painting.
"They'll be fine. Nothing happened to us, so nothing should happen to them." Kazu reassured, sitting on the couch.
"Still, what if they do something wrong? Or worse, Krad awakens? I heard of how scary he can be." Daika continued.
"They'll be fine." Kazu said. "And even if they weren't, we can't do anything."
"But what if..." Daika started to list other things that could happen.
Kazu sighed. There's only one way to stop him when he's like this. Well, only penetration would do anything to really hurt the body... Kazu thought, standing up.
"Or what if being in our bodies alter their minds, or..." Daika had continued on before Kazu abruptly turned him around. "Kazu, wha...mhnm!" He started before Kazu sealed their lips together, pulling Daika flush against his body.
After a moment, Daika started to kiss him back, opening his mouth in invitation, which Kazu promptly took and proceeded to kiss Daika senseless. Daika moaned against the kiss, his hands wrapping around Kazu's neck to pull him closer. Only when the need to breathe became to great did they finally break apart.
A panting and very red Daika looked at Kazu. "You know, that doesn't always make me forget what I was talking about." He said.
Kazu smirked, having caught his breath now. "I'll just have to try harder then, won't I?" He said before sealing their lips together again, kissing him more fiercely.
Daika sighed mentally at the stubbornness of his lover, but started to kiss back anyway. Though, it was only a moment before he did forget what he was talking about as he felt Kazu's hands slide under his shirt.
Kazu broke their lips apart again and moved down to Daika's neck. His hands caressed the skin under the shirt as they moved up. Daika moaned quietly, tilting his head back, his body arching into Kazu's touch.
"You're always so responsive, even here." Kazu whispered against his neck.
Daika suddenly tensed. "Kazu...we should stop. These aren't our bodies." He said worriedly.
Kazu looked back up into Daika's worried eyes, however he didn't remove his hands. "We're not gonna hurt their bodies. If we don't hurt them, what's the problem with feeling good?" He asked in a low murmur, leaning close to Daika's ear, one hand moving down slowly.
"But Kazu...we really shouldn't..." Daika protested weakly.
"Are you sure you want to stop?" Kazu whispered, cupping Daika's clothed erection and squeezing lightly.
Daika arched into his hand and gasped. "Kazu! Ohhhh...that feels good."
"I thought so." Kazu said before attacking Daika's lips again, massaging Daika's erections, causing the other male to moan. His other hand kept moving up and caressed, then pinched a nipple, causing Daika to squeak.
"You make such a cute squeak." Kazu murmured, moving back down to his neck, kissing and suckling the sensitive skin, slowly guiding him back to the couch. He still tastes like Daika. Like cinnamon. Kazu thought.
Daika couldn't help the mewls of pleasure that escaped him. These aren't our bodies...but it feels so good. I suppose if we don't go all the way it's all right... Daika decided and didn't provide any resistance when the back of his legs hit the couch handle as Kazu tumbled on top of him, eliciting a loud, low moan as Kazu's hips grinded into his.
Kazu nipped at the junction of Daika's neck and shoulder and promptly sucked at the abused flesh.
Daika closed his eyes, mewling in pleasure. He still smells the same. Like the winter air. Daika thought and gasped when he felt Kazu's hand slip into his pants and started to rub his erection through his boxers.
"Kazu!" He cried, bucking into his hands. "Please... I need you...to touch me..." Daika gasped out.
"On one condition..." Kazu started and whispered huskily in Daika's ear. "You touch me."
Daika moaned, Kazu's voice making the blood move downward. He complied, his hand slipping into Kazu's pants and rubbed him through his boxers, causing his lover to moan loudly. "You don't tease, I don't tease."
"Deal!" Kazu gasped, his hand slipping into Daika's boxers, the boy crying under him in pleasure. Daika moaned loudly and bucked into Kazu's hands. He did keep his word, his hand going into Kazu's boxers and causing him to moan.
Kazu started to move his hand first, pumping Daika's erection slowly, increasing speed slowly.
"Ooohhhh..." Daika moaned bucking into Kazu's touch, his own pace a bit irregular. "Kazu...please..." He pleaded.
Kazu looked at Daika's face and nearly came at the look of lust and hunger on his face. He leaned, capturing Daika's lip in his own, his hand pumping Daika's erection faster.
Daika gasped, arching into Kazu's touch and kissed him fiercely, his hand moving faster on Kazu's erection and he swallowed the moans that came from his lover.
Kazu pulled back, gasping for breath, but his eyes stayed closed. "I'm almost there..." He whispered.
Daika heard this and smirked and whispered in Kazu's ear huskily. "Then come for me, lover." He then gave Kazu a few more hard pumps before the boy threw his head back as pleasure overcame him as he reached his peek.
"Kazu!" Daika cried as he followed, that look and the last hard pump from Kazu bringing him over the edge.
Kazu fell back on Daika with a grunt. "That was great." He mumbled.
"Yeah, it was." Daika agreed, pulling his hand from Kazu's pants. "I hope Towa didn't he..." He trailed off as he saw a figure standing at the door. "Um, hello?"
Emiko stood there in shock. She came in at the end after hearing voices when she came home. Now, she could only think of one thing to do. "Get off my son, you seducer!"
Daika stared, looking shocked and Kazu head snapped up in surprise. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
Emiko rushed across the room and pulled Kazu off of Daika. "Don't try that! I caught you red, well, white handed!" She said, holding up Kazu's hand that still had Daika's essence on it.
"Oh, um, miss, it's not what it looks li..." Kazu started.
"Like? Listen, you can be interested in whatever gender you want as long as you don't seduce my Daisuke!" Emiko shouted.
"Ma'am, that's not Hiwatari and I'm not Daisuki! Or was it Daisuke?" Daika said, standing up.
"Huh? Daisuke, what are you..." Emiko started.
"Not Daisuke. My name's Daika Niwa and that's Kazu Hikari." Daika interrupted, grabbing a few Kleenexes to clean his hand from the nightstand by the couch.
Emiko looked at Daika, still holding Kazu, and looked confused. "Who?"
Daika pointed to the painting before he started straightening his clothes. "I'm the one in the painting and Kazu is the painter. Miss Towa thinks we ended up switching with Daisuke and Hiwatari when Hiwatari entered the painting." He explained, trying to fix his hair.
"You can ask Towa-san. We don't know why we're here, but we are. Now, can you let me go? You're cutting off my blood supply to my hand." Kazu said.
"Oh. Sorry." Emiko said, letting him go. "So, you're the two lovers Towa told us about?" she asked.
Kazu nodded, wiping his hand with Kleenexes before straightening his clothes. "Apparently." He said.
"So, my son and Dark are now gone..." Emiko said sadly and then gripped her bag and looked up. "Have either of you had training?" She asked.
"Huh? Well, um, I was trained in case I did get Dark instead of my brother." Daika said uncertainly.
"And you're a Hikari." Emiko muttered, looking at Kazu. "Will you two help me get them back?" She asked.
"Sure! This isn't our rightful place, it's theirs." Daika said.
"Well, I would like to apologize in some way to Daisuke. If he was there before Hiwatari, I might have done something untoward towards him." Kazu said.
Emiko stared at Kazu. "I'll not think about that for now." She said.
"Miss, do you have a plan?" Daika asked.
Emiko pulled out a card and two news articles and smirked. "Of course. To lure out the person who understands the magic of the paintings." She said.
"So, was this part of your master plan?" Saga asked, gesturing to the TV.
"There has been another warning letter sent by Dark that states 'I will steal the Maiden's Ring tonight at midnight'. A question that everyone is asking is if the thief Black Siren will appear again. After the incident last time..." The newscaster droned.
"Of course. I was waiting for them to find the articles." Anaen said, pinning her hair up. "This works in our favor.
"I still can't believe you made me take these pictures." Takeshi grumbled, fiddling with an envelope full of pictures.
"Hey, you're the best photographer. Besides, it's the only way to hold off Satoshi from exposing me. He's too smart for his own good. Krad he wouldn't risk releasing, but Daisuke wouldn't stop Dark." Anaen said.
"I still can't believe Daisuke is that jerk, Dark." Takeshi said with a sigh.
"Now, now, keep in mind your friend and Dark have completely different minds. Besides, that old saying about judging a book by its cover." Anaen said.
"I just knew it. I sensed that boy was special." Saga said.
"That still doesn't explain why you're always trying to molest him." Takeshi said.
"Can I help his cuteness aura makes me wanna hug him?" Saga asked with a shrug.
"Well, at least that just helps the plan. I know that just makes my cousin jealous." Anaen said, putting on a wig. "I'm glad my eyes are so close to Sairen's."
"You know, you told us why Daisuke should be with Satoshi and why it's dangerous not too. I mean, I always thought Satoshi was like that and Daisuke was getting really chummy with him, but you haven't explained why Sairen wants Dark gone or why you're helping." Takeshi pointed out.
Anaen tensed slightly and didn't speak for a few moments. "You'll find out later. However, I have to make arrangements to get in. And I need to change." She said.
"Are you gonna do the same thing as you did with this piece?" Saga asked, tapping the case with a magic seal on it.
"I already got a replica on the way." Anaen said, turning around. "Don't touch the case. I haven't had it sealed properly yet."
Saga stepped back at that. "Oh. Probably not a good idea." He said.
"Come on. She does need to change. Besides, your minion is coming with our ride." Takeshi said, grabbing Saga's arm and pulling him along. "The pictures are on the table."
"Thanks Takeshi-san. Ja ne guys." Anaen said as they left. She looked at the case and picked up her flute and played a slow, even tone. The sealed glowed and she put down the flute. "Time to change." She muttered and went to her bedroom.
I'm in his arms again... Daisuke thought, slowly waking up. I shouldn't be here. Kazu loves Dai...ka... He thought and remembered last night.
"Satoshi..." He muttered and looked over his shoulder since he was being held from behind, and saw Kazu's face, but different.
It's definitely Satoshi. He looks peaceful, but still troubled. I wonder...I'd like to see him without troubles. He thought curiously. Still, it feels nice in his arms. He added in his mind, snuggling closer. Then the clock chimed 7 o'clock.
"Oh man! I'm gonna be late!" Daisuke cried, jumping out of bed, and running around the room.
"Huh?" Satoshi sat up at the yelling. "Wha's goin' on?" He asked sleepily.
"Sorry, but I gotta get to work." Daisuke said, running around.
"Huh? Okay." Satoshi mumbled, still half asleep.
"I thought it was your day off...to damn noisy..." Krad muttered darkly, the hangover taking affect.
Daisuke froze and thought. "Oh, it is my day off." He said.
"Okay..." Satoshi said with a yawn.
"Hiwa...Satoshi, you okay?" Daisuke asked.
"Hm?" Satoshi looked at him, bleary eyed.
"It seems low blood sugar runs in the family." Krad commented.
Low blood sugar? Daisuke wondered.
"You really don't know a lot about Satoshi, do you?"
Well...he never talks about himself... Daisuke said weakly.
"Daisuke..." Satoshi mumbled and looked up. "You don't look like Daisuke."
"Satoshi...you don't remember yet, do you?" Daisuke asked.
"Last night?" Satoshi looked at him, confused.
"What! I go to sleep and we end up in some guy's bedroom!" Dark yelled as soon as he woke up.
"Ah! Wha'? Huh? Dark!" Satoshi cried, jumping at the yelling. Now he was awake.
"Morning Dark. Welcome to the painting." Daisuke said. He paused, looking thoughtful. "I know where we can all talk. Follow me." He said and left the room. He led them into the living room and sat down on the couch that faced the fireplace and large mirror above it. "Krad probably noticed things I didn't and Dark will definitely have comments." Daisuke said the couch reflecting in the mirror and Krad appeared to be sitting where Daisuke was.
Satoshi followed and sat down on the couch, Dark appearing likewise in the mirror. "Daisuke, what's happened here?" Satoshi asked.
Daisuke paused a few moments, trying to think of how to explain. "Well, first thing is this is the same time and ship we're doing our project on. The S.S. Black Siren. Tomorrow night is when Dark is supposed to strike. I came in when Kazu finished the painting of Daika. You both know about it from Towa, right?" Daisuke asked, looking at them questioningly.
"Yes." Satoshi answered.
"The jist of it anyway." Dark said.
"What story?" Krad asked.
"It's about Daika and Kazu and the two paintings." Daisuke said and explained the story as best he could.
"We knew most of that." Krad said.
"Except the part where Kazu and Daika died." Daisuke said.
Krad smirked. "Well at least you know they originally did all they could with each other." He said.
Daisuke blushed. "Hey, Satoshi came before that! Stop bringing it up!" He cried.
"Before that? Does that mean he came in the middle or before the whole thing?" Krad asked curiously. When both boys turned bright red, he smirked and chuckled. "In the middle then. Did you enjoy it before then, Niwa?"
"Th-that's none of your business!" Daisuke cried, blushing even more.
"What is Krad talking about?" Dark asked, interested.
"Well you see, Daika and Kazu had planned..." Krad started to answer.
"AHHH!" Daisuke screamed and jumped over the couch and hid behind it, making Krad vanish from the mirror, cutting him off.
"Don't tell him!" Daisuke yelled.
"How dare you cut me off!" Krad growled.
"What the heck happened last night?" Dark asked, looking at Satoshi.
Satoshi looked away, his cheeks still red. "Um, it's not important." He said.
"Then why is Daisuke acting like that and risking Krad's petty rage?" Dark asked.
"I said it's not important." Satoshi half snapped.
"Hm?" Dark looked at him questioningly. Then he vanished from the mirror.
Satoshi sat there for a moment and then felt Dark going into his memories. Satoshi's eyes widened and he shot up out of his seat. "DON'T YOU DARE DO THAT!" Satoshi yelled half angrily, half fearfully.
"Satoshi?" Daisuke looked over the couch edge at him, looking worried.
Krad appeared in the mirror. "Dark! Don't you dare hurt what's mine!" Krad yelled.
There was silence throughout the room. No one spoke for several minutes.
"I'm sorry, Satoshi." Dark finally said, sounding sincere.
Satoshi sighed and sat back down. "It's all right. Just...don't do that." He said quietly.
Daisuke didn't move for another minute and then he climbed back over. "Satoshi, are you all right?" He asked in a soft voice.
Satoshi nodded and then looked at Krad. "He went into things he shouldn't have. I don't need Dark knowing about last night to. He'd just use it against me later when I'm trying to capture him." He said, blocking his thoughts from Dark. His emotions, however...
Daisuke stared and looked away, blushing and laughed sheepishly. "Like I would let him. It's really embarrassing." He said. Why does my heart suddenly hurt? He wondered.
What the...heartache? What happened last night! Dark wondered to himself.
Krad sighed. Why is everyone so dense when this Niwa boy is involved? He thought. "Can we get back to the manner at hand?" He asked.
"You're the one who got us off track." Dark stated with a smirk.
"Quiet, Mousy." Krad growled.
"It still doesn't make sense." Satoshi said, ignoring the two spirits. "Sairen has a grudge against Dark, not Krad or the Hikari's."
"So, maybe she didn't switch Dark and Krad? She could have put in the painting a different time than the switch." Daisuke suggested.
"Hm, a another enemy will just make things more difficult. We need to get out of here. I'm positive that An..." Satoshi started before the door swung open.
"Rise and shine Otouto!" Maria called out.
"AH!" Daisuke cried, jumping and latching onto Satoshi in surprise.
"Dai...OOF!" Satoshi grunted as Daisuke's momentum made them both fall to the ground and out of the mirror, forcing Krad and Dark to vanish from it.
Maria looked toward the noise and walked over to couch and looked over it and down at them on the floor.
Daisuke was breathing heavily, trying to slow his heart rate back to normal, his face a hair's width from Satoshi's neck, and his hands on either side of Satoshi's head. He was fully clothed. Satoshi was staring up at Maria with wide eyes, cheeks turning red, and his hands holding onto Daisuke's upper arms. Satoshi never put on a shirt, so he was still just wearing pants.
Maria smirked slightly. "Was I interrupting something?" She asked.
"Uh, well..." Satoshi was silent.
Daisuke took a deep breath and sat up, straddling Satoshi's waist. He had a pout on his face and a halfhearted glare towards Maria. "It's my day off." He whined and hugged Satoshi. "I just want to enjoy it with Kazu.
Satoshi sat there, a bit thrown off, but then hugged Daisuke. "That's right. Is there something you need?" He asked.
Maria grinned. "Nice to see you guys still got the spark." She said and frowned. "However, I need Kazu. A kid got chocolate on the painting."
"Yeesh, how many things are gonna happen to it?" Daisuke asked.
Maria sighed. "I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have shown it to the world, but it brought me such joy, I thought it would make others happy. I didn't think all this would happen. Please fix it again, Kazu? You know I'm only good with music." Maria pleaded.
Satoshi stared and then sighed dramatically. "All right Maria. I just need to change." He said. "But first Daika needs to get off of me." He said, looking at Daisuke.
"But what if I don't want to?" Daisuke asked with a playful smirk. They seemed playful anyway. He thought.
What! Satoshi thought, staring in shock.
"Say 'Well, then I'll just have to make you then'. Also put on a playful smirk." Dark instructed.
"Then I'll just have to make you then." Satoshi repeated, putting on the smirk. He couldn't think of anything else to do that wouldn't give them away.
"I'd like to see you try." Daisuke shot back, still wearing the same smirk.
"Now say, 'Oh, I'll try all right', and keep the smirk." Dark said.
Satoshi repeated what Dark told him.
"Good because it's no fun when you don't." Daisuke countered.
"Oh, can I watch?" Maria asked excitedly.
Satoshi and Daisuke stared at her with confused and shocked looks.
Maria stared back and sighed. "Fine, I get it. I'm leaving." Maria said, sighing again and left.
"One of the first open Yaoi fangirls." Satoshi muttered after a few minutes.
Daisuke was silent for a few opens, staring at Satoshi before he burst out laughing. Satoshi stared before he started laughing too.
Daisuke then stared at Satoshi, falling silent. I've never seen him laugh like that before... He thought. "Come on Satoshi. You gotta change." Daisuke said while standing up. He held out his hand to help Satoshi up.
Satoshi stopped laughing and took his hand. "Thanks. I suppose you're right. What's the painting?" He asked.
Daisuke pulled his hand away from Satoshi's once he was up and looked away. He was silent for a few minutes.
"Daisuke?" Satoshi said in a questioning voice. He didn't like this reaction.
"It's...Siren of Lost Hearts." Daisuke finally replied.
To Be Continued...