I'm sorry for the really, really, really long updated but I was doing sports, then I got grounded and a whole bunch of odd stuff happened. I know, no excuses but just in case you wanted to know about it...XD

Anyway...

Disclaimer: No, I don't own DNAngel. If I did, you think more people would read? XD

Warning: This chapter contains minor shonen-ai (if you couldn't guess from the end of the last chapter) so if you hate it, cover your eyes and count to forty six. (At least...if you really hate the Satoshi/Krad Pairing...)

Chapter 12

Satoshi instantly shot up, seeing the angelic blonde on top of him. He tried to move his arms but once he glanced to the side, he discovered Krad had his arms locked down. "Krad, what are you doing?"

"It really has been a while since I've gotten to talk to you, hasn't it, Master Satoshi?" Krad giggled, whispering into Satoshi's ear. Satoshi continued to struggle.

"Krad, you're not supposed to be out. What if you get caught? Do you really want to go this again?"

"Well, if you'd be quiet, it would help me." Krad said, lowering down so that their faces were inches apart.

"But what about Daisuke?" Satoshi tried to stay, though he wished he could get away from Krad.

A light chuckle escaped Krad's mouth at the mention of the red head. "He's asleep, dreaming about how you make him regret everything he does."

"What?" Satoshi wondered what he meant about that.

"I hate that body your in. It's so ugly and unfitting for you. Your eyes,"

With a sudden burst of anger, Satoshi threw Krad off of him. "Why does everyone mention my eyes. Is that all that matters. Is that really how you know it's me?" He scowled, trying to stay quietly.

"Truthfully," Krad stood up straight, brushing his pants off. "Yes, it is. Your eyes are unique. In fact, everyone's are. It's how people know if you're sad, or if you're tired. They can see it in your eyes." Satoshi growled and buried his face under his pillow. "But it's nothing to fret about." As Krad spoke, Satoshi peeked his head out. But just as he did, Krad bent down and kissed Satoshi on the cheek. "Fine, I will leave you now, but just for now."

Krad waved to Satoshi and stepped up the stairs without a sound. Sighing, Satoshi rested his head on the pillow and tried to fall back asleep.

"Just promise me you won't end up like me." It's too late for that. "I promise." Why did you lie? "You don't have to be sorry. You're just returning the favor." But you never did anything to me. "Are you finished?" I'm sorry, Satoshi. "You're letting me get away with it?" Why, Satoshi? Why?

Why? Because he thinks it is his fault all this happened.

But it is not.

You are correct.

I am?

Yes, you are.

How?

It was never Satoshi's fault this happened. It was yours.

Satoshi sat at the table, tapping his fork again the plate in front of him. "I'm sorry, Satoshi." Kosuke walked up to him and took a seat next to him. "It's the best I can really. Emiko's busy and unfortunately, she doesn't have time to make breakfast."

"No, it's not that, father." Satoshi said, sitting up straight. He stared at the burnt toast doused in strawberry jelly and the burnt eggs. In the background, he could see the toaster smoking and Satoshi was curious how long he had kept the bread in the toast. Picking up the piece of toast, his eyes traveled to Kosuke. The man really hated it when Satoshi called him that, didn't he?

Satoshi heard the other chair next to him move and saw that it was Daisuke. His blue hair covered his exhausted eyes and he wasn't wearing glasses. "You ok?" Satoshi questioned him.

"Yeah, just a little tired. But I think I'm feeling better." Daisuke lifted his head, giving Satoshi a friendly smile. "But Mom had to take measurements and things got a little uncomfortable."

"Measurements? For what?" Satoshi poked his eggs with his fork.

"I'm not sure, Mom told me to ask Dad." Both boys' eyes looked at Kosuke, waiting for an answer. A shocked expression suddenly fell on the brunettes face. Kosuke laughed, scratching the back of his head. "Well?" They both asked at the same time.

"I was going to explain last night but I accidentally got you two into a fight and figured I couldn't tell you at the time." Kosuke began, Satoshi and Daisuke's eyes still planted on the father. "Anyway, I have a plan to get you two back to normal."

"Really?" The two stood up with excitement. The looks on their faces were priceless, they eagerly wanted to know how.

"Yes. Now, you see, I figured that maybe, if the necklace switched you in the first place, it could switch you guys again."

"Makes sense." They both reached in their pockets and pulled on the necklaces.

"You guys keep it with you all the time?" Kosuke laughed. He shook his head, then looked back at the boys. "But it won't work now. All Hikari works are alive, I'm sure they're smart enough to know that just switching charms won't fool them." Nodding, the boys fell back in their chairs and let a loud breath out. "But just maybe, if we can recreated the theft, it would make the art believe that it's supposed to do it's job."

"But how are we supposed to get them back together?" Daisuke asked, holding out his one piece of the necklace.

Kosuke laughed to himself. "I have an idea." He took the two necklaces and held the arrows in place where they were before it broke. The necklace began to shine and in a matter of seconds, it ended. Kosuke then held out the necklace and showed that the two arrows were now reunited.

"Why didn't we try that before?" Satoshi growled under his breath.

Continuing to laugh, the father stood up and pushed his chair in. "If I were you two, I'd get moving. It's almost time for you two to leave." Satoshi and Daisuke agreed, standing up and fighting to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, they were both finished. The two waved goodbye as they ran out the door.

Outside, everything seemed normal. Nothing normally changed in Azumano, it was almost always sunny. Daisuke always wondered about the day when it would never be sunny again. He didn't like the thought but sometimes it just slipped in his mind. "She was taking measurements?" Satoshi interrupted Daisuke's thoughts. "For what? My legs? Arms? Height?"

"Not sure." Daisuke scratched the back of his head. He had to quickly straighten his glasses before they fell off. "It seemed like she measured everything. But there was something she was really giggly about." The younger boy tapped his chin. "She told me she was impressed about something."

"What was it?" Satoshi cocked his head, the red bush of hair once again falling in his face.

"I don't know. Something about nine inches." Daisuke still didn't seem to understand but once he peeked over at Satoshi, he noticed the boy was now staring at his shoes, face red and mumbling under his breath. All Daisuke could understand was, "Crazy...perverted...loony...Emiko...how could she?...distrusting..." but he did not understand why Satoshi made such a big deal of the measurement. Then again, Daisuke was not paying attention while his mother was taking them. Maybe he would have known if he paid more attention.

The day went smoothly. Nothing special happened throughout the day, it was one of those days Daisuke loathed, where everything was normal. He always wished something more exciting happened. But to his relief, he wasn't as tired as he was yesterday.

Finally, the moment he had been waiting for, the dismissal bell ringing, came and he dashed out of his class. Daisuke was so happy, he literally ran out of school. He immediately took off his glasses and dashed. Satoshi spotted him as he walked out of the school and chased after him.

It took his almost five minutes to catch Daisuke. Satoshi tackled down Daisuke, he was still smiling as he laid under Satoshi. "What's wrong with you, Daisuke?" Satoshi laughed and coughed at the same time.

"I'm just really happy." He chuckled. "Everything's going to be normal again. Then you can always come over to my house, and then we can all be with who we like and then there would be no more fighting and everything could be settled, right?" Daisuke calmed down, taking deep breaths.

Satoshi, at first, had no idea what Daisuke was talking about. He was reminding him of a little kid who dreamed of things like flying to the moon on their bicycle, they always dreamt but it would never come true. "We'll have to see." Murmured Satoshi, helping his former red head friend up.

Daisuke nodded his head, brushing the blue hair out of his eyes. "Why don't we head back to my house?

Once they walked into the door, Daisuke was once again tackled to the ground. But this time, it was by his mother. She spread out her measuring tape and gave Daisuke a wide smile. "Not again!" He shouted.

Emiko stood up, shaking her head. "Not you." She said, though there seemed to be a little bit of regret in her voice. Normally, his mom was enthusiastic when she got to make new outfits for Daisuke.

"Then who?"

She was silent for a minute. Then, a small voice came out but everyone could hear it. "The White Wings."

"Mrs. Niwa! Are you out of your mind?" Satoshi burst out. "You know what he'll do! And I thought you were afraid of him."

"Everyone needs to get past their fears eventually. Plus, I have four guys protecting me." She winked.

"But why?" Daisuke peeped in.

"I wanted to make outfits for you guys. Didn't I tell you that?"

"No." growled Daisuke and Satoshi under their breath.

"Well, anyway," She giggled nervously. "You go in a different room, bring the White Wings out and everything will be peachy, alright?" They could all tell she was still nervous. Daisuke sighed, giving up, and trudged to the next room. Kosuke and Daiki drank tea and whispered things to each other between the minute it took Daisuke to come out.

The second Krad could be seen at the doorway, a defining silence spread across the room. His footsteps seemed to echo through the room while he walked up to Emiko. He watched the woman closely. Everyone else in the room was tense but Emiko was the only one who tried to hide it.

"I guess being a shrimp runs in the Niwa family." He spat under his breath. Emiko almost fell over from the surprise. Now that she noticed, Krad was almost a foot taller than her.

"So you're not going to hurt me?" She asked him.

"I can't. I'd get killed by these three. Well...two, if that old man even has any juice left in him." Krad said monotonously. "Plus, I just want to have my original host back."

Emiko suddenly had starry eyes. "Aw, that's so sweet. I didn't know that the White Wings could be like that."

"I have a name, woman. It's Krad." he scowled.

"Well, I'm Emiko." She said in a friendlier voice.

"Niwa." He said. Krad began to walk to the side of Emiko when they all took a step forward. He was taken back. "I just wanted to say hi to my tamer."

"You can say hi to me from there." Satoshi told him.

Krad shook his head. Emiko could tell that he was a little depressed and felt bad for him

"If you don't mind...strip."

Krad's jaw dropped to the floor. "WHAT?!" His voice squeaked.

"Just your shirt and pants. You can keep your underwear on."

"Are you insane, Niwa?" He said. Krad seemed to have a grip on the Azumano uniform he was wearing. The shirt was a little too short for him and the pants went to his ankles but he refused to take them off.

"Come on! I just need to measure you!"

"No, crazy woman!"

Emiko snapped her fingers. Suddenly, Kosuke and Satoshi had a hold of Krad's arms. "Eh? What are you all doing? Let go of me!" Krad struggled but his attempts were useless.

In a matter of minutes, Krad was stripped down to his boxers. His face was completely red, and so was Emiko's. "What's wrong with you?" He hissed through his teeth. Running his fingers through his hair, Krad muttered, "They even took my hair down."

"You're really handsome." She said to Krad.

All at once, everyone seemed to trip over their own feet. "W-What?" Krad managed to spit out.

"I said you're really handsome." A smirk played across Emiko's lips. She straightened her measuring tape and wrapped it around Krad's waist. "I've always been jealous of you guys." She admitted, while continuing her business. "When I see you and Dark, I just feel like I missed so much."

Without a warning, Krad flicked Emiko on the back of the head. "WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!" She growled.

"Don't be idiotic." Krad muttered to her. "Do you know what I have to go through with him? Dark never shuts up about how great he looks, or how many girls he slept with in a night, or how he's stolen everything the mental Hikari's have created. Plus, all the Hikari's bitch a lot."

Krad, then felt another tape around his neck. "I'd shut my mouth if I were you, blondie." Satoshi scowled at his other half.

But Krad only laughed. "I'm only speaking the truth and nothing more, Master Satoshi."

Krad and Satoshi's arguing was interrupted by Emiko's laughter. "You guys are so funny." She giggled. Not saying another word, Emiko finished her measurements and handed back his clothes. Before Krad could get a hold on his clothes, Emiko snatched them back. "I don't care what you do after this is all over, but promise me, you won't do anything to Satoshi or Daisuke until then."

Gazing down at Emiko, Krad waited for her to say more. Minutes passed and she did not say anymore so Krad nodded. "I promise." But when the mother looked up, she noticed his eyes lowered. "For now." he added.

"You, you and you! Don't touch the toaster ever again! Do you understand me?" Emiko shouted at Daisuke, Satoshi and Kosuke, who stood in a line. "I said do you?" They all winced, thinking she would hit them. Slowly, the three all nodded their heads. "This has to be the fourth toaster we've gone through this month!"

They all stared at the burnt toaster on the counter that was still smoking. "Honey, calm down. It will be alright." Kosuke said softly. Emiko shot around with fire in her eyes and he knew that second, that he had said the wrong thing. They all waited for the explosion but it never came. Instead,

"You think it will be alright?" She asked him. "Then you can go buy us a new one."

"So, why are you walking with us, Dad?" Daisuke asked, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, father, I am curious too." Satoshi noticed Kosuke shook slightly when he heard him.

"Well, the store isn't that far away from your guys' school and I don't like being alone."

"But don't you have to walk home alone?"

"I could always wait for you two." Kosuke smiled widely, knowing that option was out ruled.

The next few minutes were quiet. Daisuke felt a little uncomfortable so he said, "We're gonna have to learn not to burn things, aren't we."

A large sigh swept through the group. Both Satoshi and Kosuke gave a quiet, "Yeah..." as they walked.

"It looks like we're here, boys. Have a good day at school." The father waved happily to the boys as he departed from them. Daisuke and Satoshi waved back, their faces a little relieved but also worried. Unfortunately, it didn't last for long. All of their collectiveness was destroyed when Takeshi jumped Satoshi.

"Hey! Guess what, Dai. I have awesome news." He held him in a chokehold, laughing loudly. Satoshi stayed annoyed while Daisuke had an eager face on. Takeshi glanced to the blue head, confused. "What are you so excited about, Satoshi?"

As quick as he could, Daisuke shook his head. "Nothing!"

Takeshi was still suspicious but he turned back to Satoshi, thinking it was still his old childhood friend. "Anyway..." He took a quick look back at Daisuke before speaking. "My dad just gave me the inside scoop! Dark is planned to steal another piece of art in four days! But there is something even more conflicting." Takeshi blabbered on, while Satoshi was filled with complete apathy. "It doesn't say what he's stealing. The note just says, "I will come for it at 9 o' clock." and no one knows what he's talking about."

"It?" Satoshi suddenly asked.

"Yeah, some people think it's a code word or something."

"Nope," Satoshi turned away and walked back to his desk to take out his books.

"No what?" Takeshi once again jumped on him. "Do you know something, Daisuke? Do you? You better tell me!" He shook Satoshi viciously.

"Takeshi, quit it. You're going to kill him." Daisuke said calmly, but he continued to smile.

Saehara stared at the former red head for what seemed like hours before backing away from Satoshi. "You're acting weird, Satoshi." Takeshi told Dai, walking to his desk and sitting down.

"Alright class! In your seats! We have many things to discuss today!" The teacher slammed her books on the table as she spoke to the class.

As they left the building, Satoshi felt like it was a repeat of the previous day. Daisuke was ready to sprint home again. The only thing that had stopped him was a tap on the shoulder. "What do you want?" He gave a frustrated growl while turning around, only to meet the younger Harada.

"I-I'm sorry, Satoshi..." Staring at her feet, she whispered.

"No, it's my fault." He chuckled, scratching his head nervously.

"Daisuke." Satoshi had popped out of nowhere and now was whispering in Daisuke's ears. "What-do-you-think-you-are-doing?"

"Hey there, Daisuke." Risa giggled happily. "You know," She paused for a second. "My sister wanted to talk to you. Well, speak of the devil."

Riku ran up to the rest of the group. "Hi guys."

Instantly blushing, Daisuke took a step back, pushing Satoshi in front of them. Meanwhile, the two sisters were talking amongst themselves. "What do you think you are doing, Daisuke? You talk to them!"

"No, you!" Daisuke pushed Satoshi even further.

"No, you can!" Satoshi fought to get Daisuke in front.

"No! I insist you do!"

"I'd rather not! You!"

"No! You!"

"No! You!"

"You!"

"You!"

"Um...guys." The two girls faced the arguing friends. "Can we ask you a question."

"Go ahead." Daisuke and Satoshi said quickly.

"Would you...like to go on a date with us?"

I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry!!! (Once again)

More explanation:

I got grounded for about two months...so that explains the horrible four month hiatus. You know it normally takes me about a month cuz I suck. But anyway, if you wanna kill me, I live at ------------------------------

I know this chapter wasn't probably worth a four month wait but I'll try to update as soon as I can, ok?

I love you ALL!!!

-Paige