Disclamer: I don't own anything with D.N.Angel
Warnings: will be yaoi mean boy/boy relationship don't like don't read. they will be a little OOC...
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Chapter 8
Krad was angry, no beyond angry. He had no time for this. Dark still was unconscious and he had told everything to Takeshi. He had never thought that Takeshi would have followed him and Dark on their 'date' as Takeshi called it. Had he known he would have… what would he have done? He didn't know but he would have done something.
Takeshi was the worst person to know a thing like this. Not only his reputation would be gone but Dark's too. He looked back at the person lying on the couch. Everything he had done this day had been bad. If he hadn't been so stupid nothing would have happen. Why had he come up with that stupid idea? Because it sounded good when he came up with it…
"Are you going to answer me? What about the kiss outside your door."
Krad's attention went back to Takeshi. "What kiss?"
"Don't lie to me Krad," Takeshi smiled. "I saw it. I'm surprised that you would do a thing like that but I must tell you it looked hot, really hot. So tell me is he a good kisser?"
Krad only stared at him. He had forgotten about that kiss. But if Takeshi knew about it he most have been there and that meant that there was probably a picture of it. He was going to kill Takeshi if this came out.
"What are you planning to do?" he asked avoiding Takeshi's question.
Takeshi smirked at him. "Nothing but put it on the first page."
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What was going on? He couldn't concentrate. He even has enough energy to even open his eyes. He could hear voices but not what they said. Even if he tried he couldn't make out anything that sounded like words. What had happened? He couldn't remember anything.
His head hurt. It felt like it was going to break at any minute.
Blackness started to come closer to him but he tried to fight against it. He didn't want to fall asleep he wanted to find out what had happen. And if he became unconscious he wouldn't find out.
He gave away a sound as he tried to open his eyes. It was hard to lift his eyelidsif it was only a few millimeters. How much he even tried he couldn't open his eyes.
He started to hear what the voices said but he couldn't put the words together to an understandable sentence. He could hear words like boy, girl and something about a dress. What had happen before he lost consciousness? He tried to recall the day but his head hurt like hell. There was something about a school project. He was going to do a school project with his crush. He was doing a school project with… Krad… but how had he ended up unconscious?
He couldn't remember. His head felt like it was going to explode. What had been in that drink? Wait drink? Where was he if he had had a drink and why had he had a drink? Was it coming back to him?
He was suppose to meet Krad at his house and they were going to do their project but something must have happen or he wouldn't be where he was now.
"Is that really a boy? It sure looks like a girl to me."
"Someone said it was a boy, but I agree with you it looks more like a girl in that dress and make-up."
"How could he say that this she's a boy? Everyone can see that it is a girl."
"I wonder what her name is."
"It's probably as cute as she."
Her? She? What are they talking about? Are they talking about him? But he's no girl. Why would they think he is a girl? He doesn't look like a girl.
Something in the back of his hurting head told him that what they said was part true but he couldn't figure out how.
"When I asked if anyone knew who you were, I got the answer that you were the boy that looked like a girl." He paused again. "When I first saw you I also thought that you were a girl." Another pause. "I thought that maybe… you could dress up like a girl and we go out in a place and do our project from that." He stopped there and turned away from Dark.
What was that? Had Krad asked him to dress up like a girl? He couldn't have said yes to that, he couldn't, please say that he hadn't but a part of him knew that he had said yes. He had said yes to Krad only because it was Krad asking and now everyone thought he was a girl. He wanted to cry and hide but he had energy to do none. All he was allowed was to lay wherever he was and want to disappear.
"Are you awake?" someone asked him or he thought the question was directed to him. He gave away a sound and forced his eyes to open a little bit. He wanted to wake up. He needed answers. He needed to know if he was dressed like a girl, as the voices had said.
"Back away. He's starting to wake give him some space."
He could hear people move but he didn't really care. All he focused on was to open his eyes. After using a lot of energy his eyes were finally opened but his vision was blurred.
Someone touched his forehead but he couldn't see whom.
"Relax boy," someone said. "You were forced to drink something but we don't really know what it was so we are going to take you to the hospital. There we will hopefully find out what was in the drink you were forced to drink. We don't think it was anything dangerous but as since it was mixed with alcohol there is a chance it's more dangerous. We are going to take you to the hospital for a check up. Since you're awake now the dangers of it being a dangerous drug fall back a bit. Did you understand me?"
Dark stared at the man that had been talking. He had heard everything but he didn't really understand what he meant and since he didn't remember everything yet it was hard to just believe everything that had been said just like that and where was Krad?
If he was dressed up like a girl – he hadn't checked if it was true – Krad would have been here too or had he abandon him when he had taken the drink from the other man. He was quite sure he had gotten the drink from a man.
"There for I will be leaving you for a wile. I will stay in the restaurant and have an eye on you. If anything happens I won't be far away, I promise." With that he stood up and kissed Dark at the cheek. "Look a little like you are abandoned and don't like it. If you do they will fight over coming to you first," he whispered in Dark's ear before leaving him alone.
He blinked. What was that, a flashback? Were they doing their project in a restaurant? That didn't make any sense.
"Boy, what's your name?"
Dark woke up from his thoughts and tried to clear his vision. Slowly, very slowly he could take in his surroundings.
He lay on a couch in a dark room. There were people standing around the couch staring at him, he felt his cheeks get red and he lowered his eyes only to notice that he really was in a dress.
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"No way!" Krad said. "You will not have this on the first page. You will not have it in the school paper at all. If I read anything about this you are going to pay."
Krad left Takeshi at the table and walked back to where Dark lay. He hoped that Dark was fine. When he and Takeshi had talked more people had gathered around the couch where Dark was.
He pushed himself through the people until he was beside the couch. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Dark was awake.
"Boy, what's your name?" someone asked Dark without getting an answer. Krad could see that Dark was embarrassed for some reason.
"What's you name?" the same as before asked.
Dark looked up and opened his moth to answer.
"Dark," he whispered. "Dark Mousy."
"Good, do you remember what happen?"
Krad opened his eyes wide when he saw Dark shake his head. Dark didn't remember and it was his fault.
"Nothing?" the man asked. "You remember nothing about what happen or why you are here."
Dark looked like he was thinking of something before he smiled.
"I remember something," he said. "I was here with a school mate, we were suppose to do some sort of school project involving getting dressed up like a girl."
Krad held his breath, was Dark planning on telling everyone everything? He hoped not, he didn't want everyone to find out that he had gotten Dark dressed up as a girl to do a school project but that was kind of too late in two ways. First Dark was telling everyone what he remembered – even if everything wasn't exactly what happened– and second Takeshi knew. That was the hardest, Takeshi knew about him and Dark or he thought he knew that there was something going on between them. He knew Takeshi well enough that he wouldn't care about his threat and go on writing a story to the school paper's first page. He had to tell Dark about it before it happened, he had promised that no one would know and he had broken that promise.
He looked down at Dark who was still talking about what he remembered. He didn't remember everything. That made Krad depressed. If Dark didn't remember then he would have to tell him everything and Dark wouldn't react the same way as if he did remember everything. He would make his decision of forgive him out of what he told him and that wasn't the way he wanted it. He knew what the answer would be if Dark didn't remember. It would be a big no…
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Takeshi smiled when Krad walked away from him. Like he was going to abandon his first page story! He didn't care about Krad's threat. This was his story and it was going to get out.
He stared in the direction Krad had disappeared before he decided that it was time to leave, there wasn't anything useful there for him anymore. He grabbed his notebook, there he had written Krad's story down before he left the restaurant to get the rest of his equipment that he had left outside. After that he was going to get home and start writing. He smiled as he walked out of the restaurant and grabbed his equipment. With one last look at the restaurant he walked home humming.
This was his chance to write a great story that could help him later in his life. This was his chance to prove to his father that he was serious about being a journalist. His father didn't approve of his want to become a journalist but he wasn't going to give up his dream because his father disliked journalists.
Once he got home he went straight to his room to start. There was no one home, his father was probably still at work and planed to be stay there for a while longer.
He threw his things on his bed and walked over to the computer to turn it on. He sat down on the chair in front of it. He stared up at the ceiling as he waited for the computer to start. How would he write this story? It had to be good. He sighed and walked back over to his bed to get his camera. He was going to start picking out the pictures.
After about ten minutes he had five pictures he wanted to have, now it was just the story that had to be written. How should he start?
Krad's secret date
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A/N: Sorry for the long time... I have been busy and lazy during Januari... hopefully It won't take so long to update next time but I starting with a new priginal project about now, have joyed a writing group where I will write it and we decided that we would try to write abou 10 000 words to next time with is in a month but hopefully that won't take to much time. anyway I hope you like this chapter. and I want to thank Golda for beta it. thank you! so there will be less grammar and spelling errors I hope ;P
see you next time and please review bye