A/N: Konnichiha! How're you? - I'm baaa-aaack. xD Now how about that? -

Anyways, enjoy.

Much love and thanks,

Chiisai Hito. (And I do not lie!)

Disclaimer- Seriously… You HAVE to believe me. I am in no way, shape, or form connected to the making of the D N Angel manga series, NOR am I associated with the anime.

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Nani?! Watashi-tachi ha engurando ni ikimasu ka?!

何？！私たちはえんグランドに行きますか？！

Satoshi didn't show up for school that day. It didn't really surprise Daisuke that much. Satoshi was probably at his apartment finding out where that necklace was.

Daisuke's teacher had asked him to take Satoshi the work he missed. Lucky. Another excuse to talk to the other.

Daisuke was standing at the door to Satoshi's apartment, sighing slightly. He knocked and waited a bit while Satoshi came to the door. When the commander opened the door, Daisuke nearly gasped. Satoshi looked so pale!

"Satoshi! What's wrong?" Daisue asked, the little over-reactor…

"Oh… It's nothing. Come in," Satoshi said.

"Ah! Thank you. I brought your class work…" Daisuke said as he followed Satoshi inside.

"Thanks…" His reply was soft as if he were tired. "I found where the necklace is…" he trailed off.

"Really? That's great! Where?" Daisuke said sitting down in the couch that Satoshi motioned him to. Satoshi still stood, eyes averted.

"…England."

"… England?" Daisuke asked to confirm. Satoshi nodded, going to his laptop, having not looked at Daisuke in the face ever since he let the boy in.

"So… I have to go to England to get it," Daisuke asked.

"Well, it's not expected to come back to Japan for another… 15-20 years. I think Dark will be gone by then," Satoshi replied.

"When am I going?"

"I was waiting for you to ask that. Come here," Satoshi said, pulling up a website on his laptop. Daisuke obeyed and scrambled over to where Satoshi was.

"Nippon Airlines?" Daisuke asked.

"How do you expect to get to England if not by air? Realistically."

"Right…"

"Alright. They have service to England for this weekend, takeoff at 6:00 am. It's a 10-hour flight; time changes should make it about 9:00 am when you arrive. What do you think of that?"

"Um… Alright… But am I going to miss school?"

"Maybe. I don't know how long it's going to take in England. I think you'll have to survey the area… For the best way out. You'll have to figure a way back, because they might find the necklace with your things at airport security," Satoshi said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Wait… You don't know how I'm getting back?"

"No…"

'WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?! TRECK MY WAY BACK TO JAPAN?! WALK?!' Daisuke exclaimed in his mind, exasperation seeping from his whole being. "So what am I supposed to do?" It was rather harshly said

"I don't know yet. That's why I'm coming with you." Satoshi was so calm in saying this, and Daisuke nearly bugged out. He was going to England with Satoshi? Is this a dream come true? Or a nightmare just waiting to happen? All Daisuke knew was that his mother wasn't going to be very happy… Not happy at all…

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Daisuke arrived at home, plagued by the usual obstacle course set up by his mother, only to find said mother waiting somewhat miffed at the end.

"Why are you late?" Emiko asked, tapping her foot slightly in agitation.

"The teacher asked me to give a classmate some homework…" Daisuke replied, backing away from his sure-to-explode mother and towards the flight of stairs that would take him to his room.

"Which classmate?"

"Satoshi- eh, err… I have to go do some homework, bye," Daisuke said hurriedly as he turned and fled to his room. He did not handle pressure well… The poor, poor boy…

"I thought I told you to keep away from him!" Emiko yelled up the stairs.

"Not my fault! Teacher asked me to bring him his homework!" came the reply from out of Emiko's sight.

Ouch… How was Emiko going to take that?

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Emiko called Daisuke to dinner, her voice forced with cheerfulness. Daisuke winced slightly at the sound, but he closed his math book and went downstairs anyways. He sat down as Emiko slammed a dish down onto the table, sloshing some of the broth she had made for sukiyaki. A mixture of soy sauce and other ingredients had stained the white tablecloth brown where it had hit, but Emiko was too busy shooting daggers at her son with her eyes to notice.

'Great. How am I going to tell her I'm going to England with Satoshi?' Daisuke asked in his head, furrowing his brows. Emiko was flitting around in a sour mood, getting everything out for sukiyaki and putting it all on the table… Raw eggs… Raw beef… Raw vegetables… And of course, the Japanese' favorite side dish—rice.

'How should I know?' Dark replied nonchalantly. Everything was on the table and everyone in the family was sitting down to eat.

'That doesn't help, you know…' Daisuke said, putting the thin slices of raw beef and the vegetables into the simmering soy sauce concoction to cook, then cracking open 2 raw eggs, putting them into a bowl, and stirring them until the yokes broke.

'Yeah, yeah. So just go and don't tell Emiko,' Dark offered. Daisuke made a sour face as he took out one of the pieces of beef that had cooked already. He plopped it into the raw egg and took it back out to eat.

'Yeah, and when I get back, I can DIE for running away. That'll work,' Daisuke thought with sarcasm, stuffing the beef into his mouth and chewing slowly.

"Well… How else are you going to get to England? If you told her, she'd flip and say no in a heartbeat.'

'Maybe I'll tell Dad… He seems to accept Satoshi more…' Daisuke sighed and set down his raw-egg-filled bowl and picked up his rice.

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That dinner was certainly a quiet one, and after 30 minutes of completely silent eating, Daisuke asked to be excused. Daisuke climbed his way back to his room and worked on math for another 30 minutes… Not that he got much done. He was too busy thinking about how he was going to get to England and not have his mother totally flip out on him. Dark didn't help Daisuke's concentration for his comments about "creepy boy".

Daisuke slid out of his room and went to his father's desk, where Kosuke was working on something-or-other about Dark, Daisuke supposed.

"Hey, Dad?" Daisuke said quietly so as not to make his dad jump. It didn't work, as Kosuke jumped and spun his chair around to see Daisuke there.

"Oh, Daisuke, It's you… Don't sneak up on me like that," Kosuke sighed as he leaned back into his chair. Daisuke stood a little awkwardly in front of his father, wondering how to begin.

"Sorry… Um… You remember that ring I was supposed to steal?" Kosuke nodded. "There's another part to it. A necklace. And Satoshi wants to get it back with the ring." Kosuke nodded again, not looking surprised. "Well… The ring's in England, and we don't know when it's coming back to Japan, so… Satoshi's booked us two tickets to England for this weekend."

"So you want to go to England with your friend and get the necklace?" Daisuke nodded, looking slightly anxious. "Alright."

"Wait… So you're saying I can go?" Daisuke looked surprised… Even if his dad was more open to Satoshi that him mother… England was still a long ways away.

"I don't see why not… But your mother… Especially with that boy." Daisuke nodded, closing his eyes for a few seconds.

"That's why I asked you," Daisuke said, opening his eyes "Could you maybe get her to be okay with it?"

"I'll try." Was the reply.

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Satoshi had eaten alone and was back on his laptop. Clicking the "x" on another on of those pop-up adds. But more importantly, working on a way to get back from England. This was a challenge if ever there was one.

Satoshi suddenly felt a wave of icy-hotness flash through his body. He put his computer into sleep mode and hustled to his bed. He collapsed onto it as black specks threatened to take over his vision and force him into unconsciousness. What the hell was wrong with him? …Was this Krad's doing? …What the hell was the angel doing to him? Besides killing him, of course.

Satoshi slid into unconsciousness as these thoughts revolved in his mind. Krad chuckled quietly in the back of his tamer's head.

'Dear Satoshi… You know I love you…' The tamer said into Satoshi's unconscious mind as his essence pulsed through Satoshi's whole being. 'And you know I need you more than anything. You are my life…'

If only Satoshi could respond to the lies that filled his mind. If only he could stop Krad from ruining his life…

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A/N: Sorry about the wait. Major writer's block for a while. But I think I'm over it. Yay! And it's still 2006. Yay!

So I found out I'm starting piano lessons again and I might be forced into Piano competitions. As if dance competitions weren't enough. I think my parents love the fact that we don't have enough room for all the useless trophies I've won and want to intensify the feeling. –cries- So yeah… I'm going to have to learn seven 5th level piano pieces and play them flawlessly. –cries some more-

Anyways, Homecoming was this weekend, and we lost our game. How pathetic. And we were 6-and-0. –shakes head in disbelief-

Oh- and yey for me. I know how this is going to end. And it's going to be so –squee- for me, that I'll just die. - Hahaha. And --STUPID COMPUTER! THAT IS PERFECTLY GRAMMATICAL! THAT SOOO IS NOT A SENTENCE FRAGMENT! –huff, huff- (Sorry. Chiisai Hito needed to get that out… Every third word that Hito wrote, the green squiggly came back to haunt Hito. There was a subject and a verb. It was a sentence.) (In case you wanted to know… The sentence was "Emiko called Daisuke to dinner, her voice forced with cheerfulness".)

Get ready for a plane ride peoples!