Arigatou minna-san for the lovely reviews. I hope this will satisfy your thirst for my story. Leave more reviews for me after you finish. My bunny's hungry, feed it, ne?

BTW, this fic is slightly AU. But definitely yaoi. And a little OOC. Don't like, don't read.

And in answer to Sharingfied, the answer is yes. It was supposed to be '…encircled a pert nipple with another hand.' not '…encircled a pert nipple while another hand." Oh, and my beta – Kiram, ask that you reply to her email. You haven't talked to her in so long and she's feeling depressed…again.

And for the anonymous reviewer…flames are not welcome from you. I mean who the hell wants to hear someone tell you not to write a lemon in the next chapter and to cease writing? And what's with the 'down continue' shit? Isn't it supposed to be 'don't continue'? If you have a problem, then leave. Don't flame me because it's not up to your taste. Plenty of other people like it (ne, minna-san?). And plus, I rated this story R for a reason. And the reason sure isn't to go with some mollycoddling and some minor fluff where they just hold hands and kiss. If I was going to write that, which so isn't my style, then I'll rate it K+…or maybe B just for you to read, k?

To anyone else, I don't care what you write in a review as long as it makes sense. But seriously, who the hell just leaves you a review to tell you to discontinue the story just because he/she doesn't like it and doesn't like lemons. Check the rating better next time, damn it!

Without further crap spewing from my keyboard, I present to you Chapter 1 of Life Goes On. Enjoy and R & R.

Chapter 1

Satoshi walked down the empty hallway thinking about the conversation that he had on the phone just now. He couldn't believe the number of idiots working with him on the Dark case. Especially Saehara and his son.

Satoshi sighed. So much for being the commander, he was only 17 (a/n: I made them older just for the story). He graduated university at the age of 14. He would have expected something better to do than to work on a case to do with Dark. But maybe it was just fate, as it was. All Dark has been stealing and has ever been stealing is the works of the Hikaris'.

Satoshi thought about tonight. Most likely, he wouldn't catch Dark again. He might see Daisuke though. Before he didn't know why, but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Everytime he saw Daisuke, dirty images would form in his exceptionally intelligent mind. And at times, parts of his body would also react to the sight of Daisuke. By now, Satoshi had realized it for what it was. He liked Daisuke. More than just a normal friend. And sometimes, he just couldn't help but want to have a stronger relationship between himself and Daisuke. Satoshi was so glad when he and Riku broke up.

So enraptured in his thoughts, he never heard the…noises that came out of the his homeroom. He had put his hand on the door handle when something had distracted him from his thoughts.

"Satoshi-sama, I don't think that you want to go in there right now."

A blond figure shimmered back at Satoshi's face from the door handle.

"Of course I do. My belongings are still in there."

Without hearing the angel's reply, Satoshi all but slammed open the door. He stood there stunned at the image before him. He gasped in shock, his cheeks colouring red.

Ma…Masaka…was the only thought running through Satoshi's brain right then.

"Oh great, it's you." Had been hissed out of the purple-haired teen's mouth.

The sight before him was beautiful but he couldn't appreciate it. At this moment, Satoshi wished that his eyes were lying to him. At this moment, Satoshi wished that he was blind or at least born like that. Most of all, at this moment, he wished he was somewhere else (preferably in another universe or a parallel universe).

Ie…Ie…they couldn't be together…they just couldn't! thought Satoshi as he closed his hands into fists. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He snapped them open a few seconds later. Satoshi walked towards his bag on his desk without looking at Daisuke. He could feel something plucking at his heart and could feel his eyes begin to tear up – something that hasn't happen since he could remember. Satoshi grabbed his stuff and walked back towards the door. Before he walked out the door, he stopped at the doorframe.

"I'm sorry for disrupting you two," he said in an even tone of voice and then walked out the door without looking behind at the blushing redhead.

Satoshi walked down towards the parking lot, his legs lagging a bit. He was still thinking about what he saw.

-Flashback-

Pinned to a desk was his beloved – Daisuke. But doing the pinning was not Satoshi himself, it was Kaitou Dark. Daisuke wasn't wearing a shirt and his whole front was exposed. His nipples stood on attention. When Daisuke turned around from his kiss to face Satoshi, his lips had been cherry red and bruised. His hair had fallen down and was loose. Picture perfect in resemblance to what Satoshi himself wanted to do to Daisuke.

-End of Flashback-

Satoshi slowly opened his car door and got in. He sat in the car, thinking. He couldn't get that image out of his head as he drove towards his apartment.

Satoshi slammed the door behind him and closed it, dropping his belongings onto the floor. He stood there stunned. He gulped audibly as he tried to shake himself from his thoughts. He headed towards the washroom and ran the water in the tub. He undressed and looked in the mirror. Satoshi slammed his fist into the mirror and felt it crack. He didn't want to see himself. He'd rather see Krad than himself right now.

Slowly, the pain began to register. Satoshi opened the medicine cabinet and took out disinfectant and gauze. After wrapping his left hand, he put everything back and turned off the water. He lowered himself into the tub.

Satoshi sat there, letting the water flow soothing across his skin. He suddenly felt sick. He didn't want to show up tonight at the Museum. He didn't want to see Dark. If Satoshi did see Dark, he'd probably have this urge to punch his face in. That would be disastrous, especially if Krad got loose. Even if he wanted to kill Dark, he didn't want to hurt Daisuke.

Never Daisuke, thought Satoshi as he let his tears run. He lied in the bathtub crying for the better part of half an hour. 'Krad?'

'Hai Satoshi-sama?' asked the blond angel through their mind link.

'Am…am I ugly? Am…am I so repulsive that Daisuke would never want to be with me?' asked Satoshi.

'No, of course not Satoshi-sama. You're beautiful. Nothing can compare to you. Even Dark would agree,' replied Krad as he took on a tangible form and embraced Satoshi gently from behind.

"Please…please don't mention him," whimpered Satoshi as fresh tears trailed down his cheeks. He neglected to tell Krad to go back in, instead choosing to lean his head on Krad's chest. Krad was pleasantly surprised. 'He already attracts females in droves, why does he have to have Daisuke as well? Why..why can't Daisuke like me instead?'

'He likes the attention. As for Daisuke, I don't know why. Daisuke's probably somebody for him to conquer,' answered Krad gently.

Satoshi let out a strangled cry at that. 'Krad? Why are being so nice to me? I don't' deserve it. I hurt you with my words. I ignore you when you speak. I expose to you my fantasies about Daisuke, who's your main target. I don't understand how you could stand me. If I were you, I'd have burst. Why aren't you mad at me? Why don't you hate me? Tell me.'

'I could never hate you Satoshi-sama,' Krad moved so that he was in front of the commander. He looked at Satoshi straight in the eye. 'As I've said many times before, my whole world revolves around you. I love you more than anything, including myself. I will do anything to please you, Satoshi-sama. You're my everything.'

With that Krad leaned in and kissed Satoshi on the lips. Satoshi didn't fight back as Krad picked him up and laid him on the bed outside, in his room. Satoshi didn't fight back as Krad began to kiss his jawline. Satoshi didn't fight back as Krad placed small, butterfly kisses on his chest. He actually keened when Krad did that. Krad was even more surprised.

Krad kissed the blue-haired teen underneath him passionately and was met with an equally passionate, yet somewhat unexperienced tongue. Golden eyes stared into lust-glazed blue eyes. Krad kissed Satoshi again, gently this time, as he trailed his hands below the flat stomach.

All this time, in his mind's eye, Satoshi was seeing Daisuke and not Krad.