Disclamer: I don't own anything withD.N.Angel
Warnings: will be yaoi mean boy/boy relationship don't like don't read.
Prologue
He was on his way to school. It was only a month left to summer holidays. He needed that. He needed a break from all his studying. Last year his grades had been so low that his parents didn't let him do anything until he had better grades. Okay, last year he hadn't done his homework he had been on parties instead. But this year he couldn't have done that. So he had studied and his grades had become better – much better. His parents were proud of him now and the teachers had him as their favorite student.
Even if it went well in school he missed something. Not the parties he had been to the year before he missed something else.
He didn't have any girlfriend. Not that he was sorry for that. He didn't like girls. He had a stalker – Risa Harada – and she had frightened him for life. What frightened him even more was that she didn't give up.
Even if he didn't had a girlfriend it didn't mean that he didn't like anyone. He did like someone. Not a girl but a boy. He was a year older than him. The one he liked had never even looked at him. His crush's name was Krad Hikari. He had long blond hair and it was always tied up in a ponytail. His eyes were golden. If you looked into them you could almost think they were made of real gold. He had always a girl at his side. Which in other words meant that he was out of reach.
Even if he was out of reach he couldn't help that he liked this Krad Hikari.
His own name was Dark Mousy and he was 17 years old. He had dark purple hair – which people thought he had dyed but it was his natural color – and his eyes had the same purple color.
He soon reached his school and he walked toward his classroom. Once there he took his usual place at the back of the classroom.
The teacher hadn't come yet so he pulled out his sketch block. His eyes scanned the classroom. No one was looking at him or in his direction. He slowly opened his sketch block.
The first picture was in black and with. It was a person, a full body picture. The person in the picture was a boy, a teen. He had long hair; it ended at his waist. The teen in the picture stood with its back toward the painter. Its head was angled so it looked at the ground letting some of its hair his its face. But you could still see some of its face. At the back of the teen a pair of white wings was.
He was proud of that picture. He had painted it a couple of weeks ago. But he still hadn't showed it to anyone, if he did they would know who it was in the picture. He didn't want anyone to know that he liked that person. The picture had been his first attempt to draw him. To draw Krad Hikari.
He turned the page to look at the next picture. It was a landscape picture in color. The sun was going down and he had captured all the colors it gave away.
"Good morning class," the teacher said from the front of the classroom. He quickly closed his sketch block and let it slip back down to his backpack again before he turned his head toward the front of the classroom. His teacher wasn't standing alone, beside his teacher someone else stood. He recognized this person but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. He probably was another teacher. The two teachers smiled at each other before his teacher once again looked at his class.
"My colleague and I have an idea we are planning to test on our classes."
What were they planning? Something stupid right?
"We are planning to do a group project. Each group will have one person from my class and one person from my colleague's class.
"My colleague's class is one class above you and they have the name of their group member and the subject.
"The groups will be boy/boy or girl/girl there is no boy/girl groups so don't put your hopes up."
Growls were heard from around the classroom.
Dark held his eyes at the front of the classroom. The two teachers spoke before one them left the classroom. It wasn't his teacher that was leaving but the other. Was he going to get his class? Dark didn't want to do another group project. He had thought that that period was over. And now he had to do a group project with a stranger.
Soon the teacher came back with his class. One after one came the class in and went up to their group partner.
When someone with long blond hair walked into the classroom he thought that he would faint. Soon the blond boy walked between the desks toward his. This wasn't true.
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His teacher must joke. One month left in school and they starting a group project with someone in another class. He hoped it wasn't some jerk he had to work with.
His teacher walked around with a bowl there you had to draw the name of the person you were going to work with. He had another bowl at the front desk where the subject of the project was.
The teacher had come to him now and he drew the name of his group member. He sighted and read the name Dark Mousy.
He had no idea who that was.
The subject bowl was soon with him too. He grabbed his subject. How a girl feel when an unknown guy hitting on her.
How was he and this Dark – which he didn't knew who he was – going to find out that and write ten pages on it?
He looked up and saw his teacher leave the room.
"Are there anyone who knows who Dark Mousy are?" he asked his classmates.
"Isn't that the guy with purple hair?" someone said.
"Yeas he has purple hair and he looks like a girl," someone else said.
A boy with purple hair. That wouldn't be so hard to find.
The teacher came back and told them to follow him. He led them to another classroom. They were going to get their partner. He placed himself with the ones that stood at the end of the line. He didn't want to stand there like an idiot not finding his partner,
He soon entered the classroom and scanned the room after purple hair. He saw something purple at the back of the classroom. But that was a girl. He let his eyes move around the classroom again. He saw no purple except the girl in the back.
Wait, hadn't someone said that he looked like a girl? Was that his partner?
He walked closer and saw that the purple hair person was a boy. He looked him up and down. the purple haired boy was cute and he had female features. You could easy mistake him for a girl, a long girl. Even if the boy sat down he could see that he was tall, almost as tall as him. A smile formed itself on his lips. He had an idea how to do their project. But he wouldn't tell his partner until later. He needed to have the boy at his place or it wouldn't succeed.
The purple haired boy didn't look at him. The boy stared down on his desk. He stopped next to the boy's desk and leaned forward forcing the boy to look at him. His golden pair of eyes met a surprised purple pair.
"We are doing our project tonight at my place. Be there 8 o'clock," with that he turned around and left the classroom before the boy could think of anything to say. Now he had done the easy part. When the boy was coming to his place the hard part began.
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A/N: another fic from me. I hadn't planed to start another one until I was done with the fallen angel but this idea didn't let me go. I can say now that I don't know when whis will be updated. my main focus will be on the fallen angel until its finnished. when that is done my main focus will be this one. which I hope will be soon. hope you enjoyed this prologue anyway and please review. I have this planed pretty well so I will not abandon it.