A few days have passed. And Daisuke was still depressed over him meeting Dark again.

Satoshi noticed the behavior of his but he ignored it. He knew that Daisuke would get over with 'whatever it was'.

He had to stay after school hours for a while, since he was on cleaning duty for the day.

-0-

There was only one place to clean before he can finally go home: The Art Room. He wasn't rushing. He looked at every painting in the room. It wasn't long after he decided to make a painting of his own.

No one was there to compliment him and his works. It was okay, it didn't matter to him anyway. He just wanted some time for himself.

"My, my. What a lovely painting…"

Satoshi froze.

That voice…it sounds so…familiar, Satoshi thought, Could it be?

Satoshi shook his head. He must have been hearing things. He stopped once more when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Do you mind?! I'm trying to—" Satoshi stopped dead. He gasped upon seeing the person behind him.

Blue eyes met gold.

Damn it. Impossible, Satoshi thought.

"I really like your painting."

"Krad…"

The blonde smiled.

"You actually know my name. I'm impressed. And you are?"

Satoshi's eyes widened. He doesn't know me?! How could he?

"My name is…Satoshi. Hiwatari Satoshi." He said.

"Ah…please to meet you, Satoshi."

Krad smiled.

"Well, see you around, Satoshi." He said before he left Satoshi all alone in the room.

Satoshi sat still. He didn't continue his painting. He just sat there and thinking…and analyzing…

-0-

When he got home, Satoshi immediately called up Daisuke and told everything that had happened to him earlier that day. Daisuke, in return, told the incident of meeting up with Dark.

"How did this happen?" Satoshi asked, "Aren't they supposed to be in the Dark Wings forever?"

"I think I know why…" Daisuke said.

"And what is that?"

"When it was my fifteenth birthday, my wish was to have Dark and Krad back."

"Why did you wish them back?"

"I miss Dark. And I was thinking about you too. You must be missing Krad too."

"I. DON'T. MISS. HIM. After all the things he did to me, I will never miss him." Satoshi replied sternly, "But the Krad I talked with earlier…was different. His eyes…they were different. I could no longer see…"

"No longer see what?"

"…the desire of power in his eyes…"