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"Okay- Time to fess up." Dara said taking a seat in front of Dark. Dark continued to stare at the fresh batch of waffles she had just made and laid out on the table. He hoped they were for him. "Where did Miree find you?"
"I was like totally out- unconscious on this statue where this cute little girl found me; took me home like a lost puppy. Then said I could crash at her place- I couldn't resist the offer."
"So… she carried you home, stuffed you into her closet and fed you junk food for how long?"
"It's not like that! Heh… okay, I was awake, and she offered me a place to stay, gave me food, and yeah, stuffed me in her closet."
"Okay then." Dara stared at him noticing something different about Dark. Dark somehow seemed to notice too and stared nervously at Dara. "You okay there Dark?"
"Um, I…." He mumbled gradually standing up. "I think I should go?" he pointed to the door as he slowly headed towards it. He swiftly turned around and tried to make a run for it, but instead tripped and fell to the floor.
"Oww…" It wasn't Dark's voice, but a younger voice.
Dara walked to his side to find Dark gone, but a boy in his place, and his clothes! She recognized the boy too.
Daisuke Niwa, fifteen like Dara and in the same class. He's never talked to her and she's never talked to him, not that she didn't want to, but she never got a chance or made an excuse to. You see, he's also her first and hopefully her last crush.
"Um… Dark?" She didn't call him Daisuke because it would be kinda weird if she said his name since they've never really met each other.
"What have you gotten me into this time Dark?" Daisuke mumbled to himself as he stumbled up. He turned around, facing Dara now, and laughed nervously. "Excuse me Miss." He said bowing down in a polite manner. After that, he ran out the door without another word.
"Man…" Dara groaned as she fell back on the coach in her living room. "Would have been nice if we could have talked to each other… Stupid, stupid, stupid Dara!" she shouted hitting her head repeatedly. "Maybe I shouldn't have called him Dark! This is Dark's fault- no, my fault! Dark's! Mine! Dark's! Hold on…" Dara sat in silence for a minute as she pieced some parts together. "Dark is Daisuke? Or Daisuke is Dark? Cool beans… Wait- not cool beans! What if Miree told Dark about my 'feelings' towards Daisuke! No, no, no! Cool it Dara!" she told herself as she took slow, deep breathes. "More importantly, who is or what is Dark, and how can he turn into Daisuke? Or maybe what is Daisuke and how can he turn into Dark? Well that's kinda easy. Daisuke is this cute, sweet, and gentle guy. Sure he's clumsy at times, but he's so caring and he's got some skills. But the whole turning into Dark thing has got me stumped… Maybe he's really good at disguises? Could of fooled anyone. Yup, disguises… Right, I'm not that stupid… He didn't seem to recognize me- so maybe that's a good thing… No it's not! This sucks!" Dara held a pillow up to her face and screamed into it. "I need a nap… Okay, this never happened! Yup! I never met Dark, never saw Daisuke in my house, and I so did not have this long conversation with my self!"
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