Another chapter. Gomen for taking so long, I was trying to make it longer because a couple people have commented on how short the chapters were. This one is somewhat longer, but not really.

Dark: You didn't even let me have any fun with this chapter!

Elle: I'm sorry that I decided to be a good girl and type this chapter without any persuasion

Lissa: (snort) No persuasion my ass, (takes out cookie jar) oh Elle...want a cookie?

Elle: (snatches cookies and goes into corner) my own, my precious.

Daisuke: Hey Elle, you want to share.

Elle: MINE!

(Darks' P.O.V.)

The battle raged between the two angels. Roaring through the clouds and echoing off of the surrounding buildings in the small, deserted city.

"Same as usual my old friend."

"Don't EVER call me that!" I replied with a roar and charged forward…….

I woke up with a start, sweat pouring once again down my forehead and back, making me glad for not wearing a shirt to bed.

The same dream had been reoccurring for the last 4 days, the last four days that Daisuke had been missing from school. No one had really gotten to know him so no one noticed he was missing. Every once in a while, Riku-chan would mention "Hey, where's the uke?" Of course I would have to say something about that nickname; after all, he loathed it so much.

(flashback)

"Jeesh Dark, you're being awfully defensive when it comes to him." Risa-chan said with a "humph."

"Yeah, even I've noticed. What's wrong Dark, honey? Did he do something to you?" Riku asked.

(end flashback)

It had been a never ending stream of questions from those two and it was really starting to get annoying.

I still didn't understand the feelings I got whenever I thought of the red headed, ruby eyed young boy. My blood started pounding rapidly in my veins, my face became hot, and my mind (of course) began filling with many "un-innocent" thoughts.

There was only one thing it could be, or at least that's what I was hoping.

"Hormones" I muttered out-loud and with a groan lied back down in my bed.

(Daisuke's P.O.V.)

I lay, curled up in a ball, in the center of my bed, the covers wrapped all around me like a shelter. Although I had chosen to accept the assignment, I had tried to post-pone the search for as long as I could withstand.

"Daisuke, you have to start today or…..please dear." His mother, Emiko-san, cried through the door.

He knew how she felt; he felt her pain and her worry. He also knew that today would be the day that he would be forced to go back to that place called school. Though maybe he'd get lucky and he wouldn't have to do anything to find the angels.

Deep down, he felt bad for the angels. He knew what type of things The Order did to them. Experiments, tests, and gods knew what else. Every time he thought of what he would be giving the angels to, he would almost break down completely.

But, nothing compared to what he felt whenever he thought of the self-centered, egotistical, thinks-he's-all-that bastard, Dark. Thinking of Dark made him go weak in the knees, causing him to almost collapse to the ground. Those were just thoughts. He didn't care to find out what would happen if he met Dark in person.

(Normal P.O.V.)

Daisuke slipped into the doors, careful to avoid contact with anyone. He kept a silent eye out for the Harada twins, knowing that if they knew he was here, then soon, so would Dark.

Daisuke managed to avoid Dark for the better part of the day, keeping his distance from everyone. He couldn't help but notice the hopeful look on Dark's face whenever someone came up to him. Who exactly was he hoping would show up? A pang of an unknown feeling caused him to wince, but he shrugged it off, walking slowly to his next class.

Dark stood on his tip toes, ignoring anything that came out of Riku's mouth. Where was he?! He couldn't be absent for much longer without getting held back a year. He drooped as he didn't catch any glimpse of his red angel. He trudged, dragging his feet, to his next class. Disappointment coming off of him in waves. As he turned the corner, he caught the briefest glimpse of red, turning the corner up ahead.

Dark ran through the crowd, not even saying sorry to those he managed to knock down. There was only one thing on his mind.

"Daisuke" He breathed.

(Daisuke's P.O.V.)

I ran with a speed that I hadn't known I was capable of. My small, skinny legs carrying me past dozens of people and around tons of corners. I knew I had been spotted, for unbeknownst to myself, I had been accidentally watching (more like staring) at Dark from a distance.

I ignored the yelling from those I flew past at an invigorating speed, pissing people off that I knew not the names.

The only thing that mattered was that I didn't get too close to Dark, for I knew far too well the pain of the separation that would unwillingly and inescapably occur.

(Dark's P.O.V.)

I watched the small, cinnamon haired boy run over and through crowd after crowd of students.

"I'm sorry." I said with a brief smile as I passed each group in turn, apologizing for the boy's bad manners. (1)

As I looked up after every 'apology' the boy would seem to be miles away. Damn that boy had speed!

But no one escaped Dark Mousy without his permission.

I ran forward, a sudden burst of energy and will power driving me forward. I gripped the boy's shirt sleeve, causing him to stop in his tracks. He seemed to hang his head and sigh in defeat. Why was he avoiding me? Was the question that flitted through my mind. Better yet, why did it bother me so much?

(Normal P.O.V.)

Daisuke hung his head and sighed in defeat. There was no way he was going to be able to weasel his way out of this one. As he looked up at Dark briefly he noticed an unfamiliar emotion, that made even his perfect, angel-like features somewhat disturbed.

"Why" –pant- "are" –pant- "avoiding" –pant- "me?" He asked, pausing after every word to catch his breath.

Daisuke was quite aware of Darks' fingers tightly gripping his shirt sleeve; of his ragged breathing and how it caused an unfamiliar sensation in his lower mid-drift.

"I can't tell you." He whispered, before a sharp intake of breath.

Dark was hugging him in a fierce grip before Daisuke could say anything else.

"You made me worry so much!" Dark said releasing the startled boy.

"Gomene…" The now blushing profusely Daisuke replied, avoiding all forms of eye contact.

(Daisuke's P.O.V.)

I sat there, my face burning with embarrassment. I took a small fleeting moment to take a look at my surroundings, and instantly regretted it.

We were surrounding by people, and they were all watching the small cession between Dark and me.

"Dark, I'm going to be late to class…." I mumbled as I turned to walk away.

He grabbed my sleeve in a desperate attempt to stop me. The crowd gasped, I didn't understand until I turned around to face Dark.

"Please, tell me what I did." He sobbed.

My heart throbbed, and I felt contempt for this boy that I had for no one else. Suddenly he stopped looking at me with a fierce, determined look in his eyes that startled me. He leaned in, his lips against my ear lobe.

"I always get what I want." He whispered before turning away and walking to class. Hips swaying seductively with each stride.

1. Okay, I just had to add that. I mean Dark, saying Daisuke has bad manners. Right, sure.

A little bit fluffy, I know, but I'm trying to slowly work in some kiss seens and then the big lemon (lissa: HAI!!)

Elle: sleepy, sleepy, sleepy, sleepy.

Lissa: We finally got to go and see Harry Potter!!!

Elle: But they screwed it up so badly! (goes into rant mode)

(Dark and Daisuke watch all of this, cuddled up on a couch together eating a bag of popcorn as Elle takes out her white board and begins explaining and ranting about all the things they got wrong)

So anyways. Review you know the drill!

Gomenosai and Arigato!