AN : So, I've decided to try and write this one, but I don't know how it'll turn out… if it's not good, I'll redo it. So… here we go!

You should know by now that I don't own DNAngel, or Inuyasha, and I don't own Indigo, either, she's summer-flower-girl's (Q-sama). Sorry, I think Krad's quite OOC in this, but oh well. Please read and review! I love reviews! They make me happy!

As always, this is Satoshi, this is Krad.

Satoshi reclines in his desk chair. Maybe he'll take a break… and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

A swish is heard, and Krad now rises from the chair Satoshi had been sitting in a moment before. Now, as a present, I think I'll take the recycling out. (This should be interesting.)

Suddenly, a strange girl with a scar on her face swoops down from outside. "Are you taking the recycling out on a date? Wow, you're even crazier than Nii-san described!"

Krad snarls in surprise and turns to face her. Who is this, who dares call the great Krad crazy? When he sees her, his mouth drops. She… she's beautiful! Almost as beautiful as I!

(If you think about it, Krad and Dark are supposed to look alike right? So, if you think hard, this is a complement for Dark "How dare you say I look like that #&! (Word taken out to keep the rating the same) Hey Dark, don't get to angry!)

The girl looks at Krad, an odd look on her face. "Why are you staring at me? It's rude to stare!" Krad closes his mouth, feeling very conscious of Satoshi's old 'clean up the mail' clothes, and how small they were on him. "It's… just… you're beautiful" he muttered, flustered.

The girl bursts out laughing. "Do you know who I am?"

"Um… well… no."

She snorts and says "I am, in a nutshell, your sister. The name's Indigo."

Krad stares at her. "WHAT?" he finally manages to say.

Indigo smiles. "It's a long story, just read summer-flower-girl's story when it comes out. OK, commercial of me over, now I should get to the point. I'm here to help you with the recycling!"

"But, I just decided I was going to do the recycling! Howdja know?"

"I just do, ok? And you know what?"

"I don't know what, and don't tell me what!" Krad is severely irritated at the thought of him having a sister, and that he thought she was… ugh. He shook his head and said "So, how are we gonna do this? The recycling room is over here…" They drift/walk/fly/whatever over to the dreaded RECYCLING ROOM. cue scary music Dumm dumm daaah! They give me angry looks, and I turn of the scary music. (wah)

"Here, you take these, and I'll take the rest." Krad picks up the piles of envelopes and scrunches into a ball. (Hey, Krad! Don't take your anger out on the poor paper! The trees are hurt, man! The trees HURT!) Indigo picks up the giant garbage bags of Eichi mail, and finds some more bags to stuff the Sohma mail into.

"Ok, let's go!" Indigo jumped through the door, heading for the window. But…

"Aeeeoooo, I'm stuck! Help me, Baka-nii-san!" Indigo wailed as she struggled desperately against the giant garbage bags that had her wedged against the door frame.

Why ever should I help her? Oh, yeah, she's blocking the doorway.

In the blink of an eye, he had zapped the bags of Sohma mail into oblivion, freeing Indigo from their cruel grasp. "Oh thank-you, Baka-nii-san!"

"Wha—I'm not a baka! Or a nii-san!"

"Oh yes you are! You are my brother, so… nii-san!"

"But that doesn't explain the baka…!"

"Well, Dark is Nii-san, so Bowleena thought of one of the few Japanese words she knows: Baka! She thought of calling you Inu-nii-san, but that's Inuyasha's name." She pauses, thinking. "Who's Inuyasha, I wonder?" she brightens, her thoughts drawn away from strange dog-demons "Wow, no more recycling! You zapped it away! Well, except for the envelopes, and the Eichi mails. But Satoshi wanted to mail those back, right? So, I'll take those envelopes!"

Krad, momentarily sidetracked from his rage at me, realizes what Indigo said. There was no more recycling! Indigo would take the rest! Yay!

"Oh, I think Satoshi wanted this," said Indigo, pulling out an envelope. "Good luck with the rest of the mail!" She called as she flew through the window.

What an odd girl. Krad mused as he sat in the desk chair again. He relaxed his control, and let Satoshi's body take over. I wonder if I'll meet her again….

Satoshi awoke, and yawned. Wow, I can't believe I fell asleep! He jolted, remembering Krad. Krad, did you… do anything while I slept?

Not much, I just got rid of the recycling.

"What!" Satoshi cried aloud, and rushed to the recycling room. It was empty! Except for…

An envelope? Oh, it's one with that… Eishi, no, Eichi's address. Thanks, Krad for leaving this. I can… wait, did you… yes, you left the mails from him too! Wow, you actually thought of others Krad! Congratulations!

Krad snorted, but didn't correct him. If Satoshi thought he was a nice guy who thought of others nicely, maybe that would help Krad get rid of Satoshi a bit easier when Dark was around… and he sunk back into his plotting. Satoshi went back to the main room, and began reading his mail again.

AN: Wow, I typed this all in an hour or so! Yay! Thanks so much, Q-sama, for letting me use Indigo-san! It was fun! I don't really know what she's like, so I just made up her character… sorry, I made her kinda weird, didn't I? Well, she's not mine; I just messed with her, that's all!

Everyone stares at me.

Me: GET YOUR MIND OUT THE GUTTER! mutters to self Well, surprisingly, I got this one out really fast! It jus… was there! It didn't have much Sato-chan in it, though…

Satoshi: …

Me: Yay for dot dot dots! See ya next time!