Chapter 3
"Hmm?" Risa awoke to the comfort of her own bed and sat up to survey her surroundings. "I'm home…. Oh!" She fell back down to the cushy bed beneath her. "And dizzy…." It had been nearly an hour since Daisuke had dropped her off at her house and explained to a very worried pair of Harada parents about the fall.
"Risa?" whispers the other Harada twin. "It's me, Riku."
"Mmmmm?" Risa sighed. Questioning the fact that she had not seen Riku in her previous scan of the room. She opened her eyes, seeing almost nothing, considering her eyes are still foggy from when she awoke a few moments back. Oh, that's why. My eyes were too fogged up.
"I heard about your fall. Daisuke saved your life." I am so jealous that Daisuke wasn't carrying me. She thought desperately to herself. (Authors Note: Hi again! Riku likes Daisuke.)
"Yeah, he's an amazing guy."
"Definitely." Not to mention hot. "We were worried you'd been kidnapped or something!"
"Oh…."
"I'm glad you weren't though. We all are. Even Pensuke." Riku held up her stuffed bunny to show Risa.
"Wow, a stuffed rabbit was worried about me. I must be really special." Risa said sarcastically. The twins' eyes met. Riku laughed.
"Your millions of stuffed animals would have done the same for me."
Risa replied, "Especially Fluffy." Fluffy was Risa's Teddy. Risa is very girly-girl, thus the name Fluffy. "Riku, I'm worried about Daisuke. He seemed really choked up when I told him that I didn't love him tonight."
"You told him? That's just rude!"
"Well he has to know some time…."
"I suppose."
Chapter 4
At school the next day, Daisuke ambled through the halls casually seeking his new locker. "724… 725… 726…." Ah! Here we go. "727." His hand fumbled with the lock, spinning it one way, then the next, and then rotating to the last digit. His locker popped open. He didn't even need the combination, considering that he had been trained for years to be a master art thief. Daisuke's eyes wandered to the picture of Risa in his shirt pocket. He pasted it on his locker door with great care to not wrinkle it.
"Daisuke? You're my new locker neighbor?" He turned to see Riku walking toward him.
"Yeah. They moved me 'cause Takeshi was bugging me so bad."
"Oh." The bell rang precisely at three o'clock. "Gotta go. Bye!"
Hmm. Daisuke sighed. It was a bitter, rainy day. He'd have to use his umbrella. As he put his foot out side of the door and opened his soon to be soaked umbrella, he noticed Risa had situated herself under and old oak tree to where the rain would not fall on her. "Need an escort home?" He asked smoothly, gesturing to his umbrella.
"Thanks." She replied. He watched her step out from under the tree and place herself next to him, beneath the umbrella. They talked on the way home, until about halfway there, when silence fell upon them at the mention of Dark. "I'm sorry." Risa apologized after a few moments.
"Risa, there's something I have to tell you." Daisuke started reluctantly.
"What?"
He sighed and did all he could to prevent the nervous break down he was about to have. "I'm dark." He watched the blood drain from Risa's normally pink face, then return to normal.
"Don't kid, Daisuke." She half laughed.
"No, I mean it!"
"Stop it!" She raised her voice.
He sighed once again. Dark, it's ok. Take over. There came a rush of wind and rain. Droplets splattering all over the two over them. Risa looked up at him. "Dai-Dai-Dai-Daisuke?"
"It's me…."
