I have added a new chapter!!! And it's more then 1,000 words!!!

Elle: Yeah, so I accidentally left a typo on the chapter saying when I was going to type a new chapter...

Lissa: Yeah, she's just great like that (rolls eyes)

Elle: Shut up. I meant to say when I get 30 reviews and I started to say that but then I accidentally typed 35.

Lissa and Elle: So here's the chapter!!!

Daisuke sighed heavily as he came home, throwing his school supplies onto the counter with a thud. He was sincerely disgusted with himself at giving in so easily into the temptation that was Dark. I should have seen that coming… he thought bitterly to himself. He knew it was true, he really should have seen that coming, the way that Dark had been staring at him was scary.

He cringed as he thought of the want that had coursed through his veins as Dark had touched him in all the right places, teasing him, making him want. The way Dark had made him feel like he needed the very touch he so despised. He knew it was wrong to let Dark touch him in that way, but his body had responded before his mind could, leading to the inevitable. He contemplated all the motives that Dark had, to just leave him there must have been pure torture to him, just as it had been to Daisuke. What was it that he had said?

"How does it feel to be left wanting?"

Daisuke shivered as he remembered the feel of Dark's lips brushing against his ear as he spoke those words. They seemed to be haunting him, filling his every thought until it was almost as if he needed to be near Dark. If only just to feel his presence nearby.

How does it feel?

Greed seemed to weigh out all common sense to Daisuke. He knew it was wrong, to be filled with a wanting so intense it could easily be confused with love. It seemed to be a common mistake among those throngs of people that so desperately clung to another, that lust was love, and visa, versa.

To be left wanting?

Daisuke didn't understand Dark's motives, but he knew one thing was for sure.

He didn't want to be confused between love and lust.

---o0o---

Dark was looking at his reflection in the mirror, aghast. He knew he might have gone too far. He shouldn't have given in to the object of his affection, leaving not only Daisuke, but himself as well, wanting what they should forever be forbidden. It was like he was Adam, and Daisuke was his forbidden fruit; in his reach, yet so far away. He knew he shouldn't have taken the objective, teasing Daisuke past the point of hatred.

There was only one thing left for him to do; make Daisuke think that Dark hated him, putting distance between them indefinitely.

---o0o---

Daisuke walked through the halls the next morning, not really sure of how he should be feeling. A sudden shove caught him off guard, sending him sprawling to the floor.

"Watch where you're going." A familiar voice sneered form above him.

Daisuke sat there, shock and confusion coursing through his veins like honey. He didn't understand what had occurred, for the only thing he could catch of his "attacker" was a flicker of stylish purple hair.

---o0o---

Dark hurried quickly around the corner, the smirk on his face wavering with each step he took. He knew that the tactic he was using was going to hurt both of them so much that it would become unbearable. But Dark knew it was the only way.

He walked to his next class, trying to place the smirk firmly on his face.

"So, Risa..." H smiled seductively as he walked in, immediately walking over to the girl that loved him oh-so-much. "Miss me?"

Risa squealed as she was spoken to directly from Dark, instead of just being brushed off. Dark smiled as he sat down beside her, slinging his arm over her shoulder.

He moved in, nuzzling her neck, his heart screaming that this was wrong.

---o0o---

Daisuke walked into the classroom, his mind still reeling from the event that had just occurred. He was shocked, but that was putting it mildly. He was hoping that maybe it had been someone else that had violently shoved him all of a sudden, someone else with deep, stylish, purple hair.

Yeah right…

A squeal jarred him from his revere, causing him to look towards the torturous twins, only to catch the sight of Dark nuzzling Risa's neck. His heart wrenched, though he thought of his previous thoughts this morning.

Ignore him, this is wrong and though he may not know it, you do. He was only… Daisuke shivered as he thought the next word, sex-deprived. But he got what he wanted, now he can go back to being the prince.

He grimaced at these thoughts, they passed through his mind like a needle, scratching and poking at his sub-consciousness. He tried to shrug them off, thinking of what the task at hand; he had to find the angels. He knew that he should have started days ago, tracking down all of those that had only recently moved here. Yet, he yearned to wait for what was to come. A battle would be inevitable, and he would be caught be caught in the middle.

He made his way to his desk in the back, all the thoughts whirling around in his head, pushing everything else that was happening around him out. Meaning, of course, that he would not see the foot that was suddenly placed in-front of him. It was a cheap trick, to say the least, but an efficient one. Daisuke lay sprawled out on the floor, his belongings scattered around him and in various parts of the room. It took him a moment to register what had just occurred, even though the throbbing in his ankle and nose should have been key indicators.

He sat up, rubbing his nose. As he looked around to find the culprit, he was suddenly face-to-face with Dark's sneer. It was almost too much when Dark began to laugh, the whole class joining in with their dark prince.

---o0o---

Daisuke sat in the back of the room, ignoring the snickers that were coming from his left. This had been going on for days now; the jeering, the pushes, the tripping. All of these cheap tricks were almost becoming too much. Daisuke had gone to bed on more then one occasion, crying himself to sleep, waking up to the taste of salt ringing his chapped lips. His mother, Emiko, had come in to check on him the first few nights that Daisuke had woken up screaming, but in the end she stopped, knowing that it was always the same.

Though it wavered between two dreams, one was just as horrible as the other. There was one thing in common though; Dark.

Daisuke thought of this now as he sat in his desk, trying to pay attention to the lecture that was taking place in front of him.

"Hey, Daisuke."

Daisuke turned to look, only to be hit in the forehead with a rather sharp end of a pencil, held by none other then Dark.

Daisuke felt like breaking down in tears, life just didn't seem to be what it used to, mission or not. He didn't remember being ignored and tortured being so, well, torturous. A knock on the classroom door jarred him from his moment of pain.

"Class, we're going to be having a new student today. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

A tall blonde walked into the room, his hair almost as stylish as Dark's. Gasps filled and hovered in the air as the new guy tucked a strand that had strayed from his ponytail behind his ear.

"Yo, I'm Krad. I'm new here. " He rattled off with a smile that would have made anyone's heart melt.

Daisuke couldn't put his finger on it, but something about this person was different, off from everyone else.

Could he be…?

"Krad, you can take a seat next to… that kid with the weird, red hair."

Daisuke just stared straight ahead, refusing to make eye-contact with anyone that was near him. It bothered him, indefinitely, that the teacher, after a month, could not remember his name.

Was everyone on Dark's side?!

---o0o---

Dark stiffened noticeably at the sight of the blonde that had invaded his space. A small hiss escaped his mouth, though only those that were closest could catch it.

"Dark-kun? Daijobou ka?" Risa asked, using this opportunity to scoot in closer.

It was lunch time and class had been over for hardly half an hour. Dark had been absent mindedly nibbling on his kimchi in that time, not even noticed that there hadn't been any in his chopsticks for five minutes.

"H..hai. Daijobou."

Risa began to pout, clinging onto Dark's arm like a five year old. Dark smiled, though it did not reach his eyes, Risa took it with a smile of her own.

"Okay"

---o0o---

Daisuke sat underneath the familiar three that overlooked the school. It was high up on a hill that hardly anyone ever went to, and it was his solitude away from the cruel world.

"You know, you look like you could use some company."

Daisuke's eyes flew open, frantically searching for the source of the smooth voice that sounded familiar. He expected to find the cruel bane of his existence, but was shocked to find the new student instead.

"I..Ie. I like to sit alone." He managed to stutter. The sight of the blonde that stood in front of him took his breath away.

Wow, I really need to stop drinking coffee. I just sounded gay.

While Daisuke was wrapped up in his thoughts, he failed to notice that Krad had taken the seat next to him.

"Well, I could use the company so if you don't mind…" He left the sentence hanging, not even waiting for an answer.

Daisuke shrugged uncertainly. He knew that Krad shouldn't hang out with him if he wanted to have some semblance of cool in this school. Daisuke stood up abruptly, spilling his lunch everywhere.

"Um, Gomen. I just remembered, I have to…be somewhere."

Daisuke rushed off at a speed that a Cheetah would be proud of. Leaving poor Krad, very, very confused.

Krad: (cries) I don't understand!

Daisuke: (Backs away slowly) Um.. I had something to do...

Krad: (evil glint) Did not!!! (Chases after Daisuke around writing studio)

Daisuke: Help!!!

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