Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel, wish I did, but alas no. sigh
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"Ah! There you are!" squealed Emiko when they returned. "Aren't you just the cutest thing!" she said, referring to the young girl still being held by Dark. "Would you like some tea?"
Dark transformed back into Daisuke who said, "Mom, you act as if you expected her to come!"
"Well of course I did, silly!" She smiled at the girl, "Your bedroom is upstairs, we're a little short on space so you'll have to share with To-to, alright?"
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They sat at the kitchen table staring at each other. For the first time Daisuke could see the girl in full light. She wore a tattered white dress that was ripped and stained with dirt everywhere. Her hair was tangled and her face was covered in mud with clean tear streaks running through it. "Please give it back…" She whispered, "I just want my heart back." She looked so pathetic with her big blue eyes staring up at him; she was like a little girl who had her doll stolen.
"Uh…okay," Daisuke said, pulling the crystal statue from his pocket where Dark had put it.
"What! Are you INSANE!" Dark's voice rang in his ears.
"No, it's just that she really seems to want this…"
"If she gets that back we'll never be able to help her, you want to help her, right?"
"Uh, yeah, but-"
"'But' nothing, don't you dare give that statue to her!"
"I umm…sorry I can't give this to you just yet…"
Her face turned dark, there was nothing left of that innocence that had filled her before, "It's that voice in you're head, right? The person you were before? The other you? He's the one stopping you from giving me what's rightfully mine!" Her eyes grew wide with a fierceness that frightened Daisuke. Jumping up on the table, she charged at him, shoving him to the ground and pinning him down. While she sat on top of him Daisuke couldn't help it, she was right there, bending over him and he looked down her shirt. A bright shade of red climbed up his neck onto his face as he blushed.
He transformed.
Dark easily rolled over so that he was the one sitting on top, pulling the statue from his pocket he yelled, "We're trying to help you! We're trying to lift your curse! Why won't you let us?"
"Give it back! I don't want your help!"
"Well you're going to get it no matter what!" With that he lifted the figurine up to his chest and intertwined it with his heart.
Daisuke screamed.
The girl cried out in agony, clutching her chest in pain.
They both passed out, Daisuke lying on top of the while she was spread out on the kitchen floor.
"I suppose they won't be wanting any tea," sighed Emiko.
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"I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this," Kosuke mumbled sitting next to Daisuke's bed.
"Yes but we knew it probably would, if only we could have warned Daisuke in advance," said Emiko, sipping tea next to her husband.
"I know but if he knew about what was happening his brain would have subconsciously rejected her heart, even if he didn't want to. It's too late anyway, they're connected and now the only way to separate them is to break the curse."
"What exactly is the curse?"
"That's a good question; no one knows the answer, though."
"Ah, that makes it pretty important that we find out."
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Thanks for reading chapter 2! I swear it'll get better, I'm just trying to get it all together and introduce eveyone then it'll get exciting! The next chapter will be longer it's just that I'm used to writing on a site that controlled how long your entries were and they could only be like two paragraphs so this is new to me! haha, well, farewell comrads, long live the revolution!
