Hallo people!! Welcome to chapter three of WELCOME TO MY WORLD!
On the last chapter, I forgot to add the disclaimer so I'll remember this time.
DISCLAIMER (yay): I do not own any of the characters in this fan fiction. I also do not own the manga DNANGEL. That belongs to our beloved Yukiru Sugisaki! On With The show!!
As the sun made it's way above the horizon and greeted every house in its wake, Daisuke Niwa was curled up tightly under his covers. Sleeping soundly, he never noticed the time creeping forward slowly. The alarm sounded as it struck 7:30. Groaning loudly, he turned over and slammed the clock into the bedside table. He curled back up into a ball and fell back into his blissful unconsciousness.
On the other side of town, Dark was up and raring to go. The espresso he had just taken a few minutes ago didn't help any. Dark mousy never needed the stuff but he loved it! His cup was slammed into the tabled when he looked at the clock on the wall.
"Aw Shit!! 7:30!?" The purple head grabbed his bag and dashed out the door like a horse at the gold cup derby. Halfway down his garden path he stopped. Hands shot up and flapped over his torso. "Keys!" he span on his heel and trotted back up to the door and leapt into the house. Moments later a blur shot out the door before locking and restarting his trip to school.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Daisuki! Wake up!" A call was faintly heard through the hubbub of the redheads consciousness grinding into gear. As the seconds ticked past his brain whirred more and so the voice also grew more. "DAISUKI!"
"What?..."
"Please get up! It's already 8:15!"
Daisuke's eyes peeled themselves open.
"Urrgh... I hate school..." He thought back to the previous day and that odd eyed teen that entered the school. Yes, odd eyed. The violet colouring was not of what Daisuke had ever seen before. Not that it mattered anyway.
"DAISUKI!" The voice thundered through the door. Daisuke grabbed his head in agony.
"ALRIGHT! I'M UP!" He trudged across the room and flung his wardrobe open with vigour. Grabbing some clothes thoughtlessly he pulled and dislodged them from their dark place with his other garments. The shirt (long sleeve) was thrown roughly over his head as well as the extra t-shirt (short sleeve). Half way through pulling his jeans up, the door handle clicked. "Don't come in! Don't come in!" he yelled frantically. Unfortunately this caused Daisuke's balance to go out the window and he toppled over backwards, hitting his temple off the side of the bed post. "Shit...that hurt." He grumbled as he pulled himself upright and finished pulling his garments up. After that, he walked over to his dressing table (Drawers with a mirror on them). Picking up his trusty black pencil, he applied his usual eye markings. Pulling open a mini drawer to his left, he scrutinised its contents before pulling a pair of black chained arm warmers. He pulled them on and added a black and red bracelet to one arm.
He opened up his bedroom door to come face to face with a white haired boy. The boy was about two or three years younger than Daisuke and had a totally different fashion sense. All he ever wore was white. Smiling widely, he handed Daisuke his bag. "Here you go Daisuki!" The red head sighed.
"I've already told you, it's DAI-SU-KE. You understand? It's KE, not KI. Try again With." He stood on the spot and waited for With's reply. The wine eyed boy struggled to say the desired name.
"D-Dai-Su-Ge?" He trawled out sheepishly. Daisuke growled, ruffling his fiery hair desperately. He adjusted his bag on his shoulder before heading towards the stairs.
"Never mind, we'll try again tonight. What time is it?" He asked, turning around slightly. With checked his watch (white of course).
"It's exactly 8:31!"
"WHAT?!"
"I told you to get up! And you ignored your alarm clock again." With said following Daisuke's mad dash down the stairs, worried. "Daisuki! You shouldn't run like that. You've just recovered, and you might hurt yourself like last time." Daisuke didn't hear a word With was saying. He was too preoccupied with reaching the front door. As he reached for the handle, With remembered something. "Oh! The reason I came to wake you was because there was someone at the door for yo—". He stopped abruptly as he saw Daisuke jump out the door and unfortunately, into the visitor.
The collision wasn't pretty. Daisuke's full weight went careering into the other persons and it sent them both flying down the stone path, heading straight for a rose bush. And a rose bush meant thorns. Lots of them. Luckily, the person he collided with managed to twist himself out of the way.But that still leaves me heading for needle point heaven. However, just before his face made good friends with the rose bush, a sharp tug at the back of his shirt pulled him back in time.
PHEW!
Getting up he brushed himself off and went over to pick up his bag, which was lucky enough to escape unscathed, which was more than we can say for poor Daisuke's left arm. He ignored the stinging sensation and re adjusted his bag, again.
"You know, it's common courtesy to thank someone who just saved your ass from being acupunctured." A mocking voice sang.
No way...
Dark was rather surprised, well very surprised when a red bullet shot out the door and sent him on a flying lesson*. I mean, it's not every day that the famous Dark Mousy gets hurled down a garden path at eight thirty in the morning is it? And that rose bush. Dark felt goddamn lucky that he had good reflexes. He looked at the kid he just saved. Oh...It's Daisuke. He smiled happily. The boy had just got up and seemed a little dazed as he reached for his bag. He grinned as he remembered Daisuke's words from yesterday.
"You know, it's common courtesy to thank someone who just saved your ass from being acupunctured." He chirped happily. He saw as the boy froze in current position. After a second or so, Daisuke straightened up and turned around to face Dark. Those garnet eyes looked impassive but Dark could tell from the boys posture that he was uneasy. Shouldn't he be happy to see someone who paid him a visit?
"Thank you." Daisuke said flatly before walked over to a gawking With. He brought his hand up a brought it back down on the white haired boy albeit gently-ish. "Tell me sooner, idiot." He said wearily. With smiled and nodded.
"What shall i make for dinner tonight?" He asked excitedly. Daisuke rested on one leg as he thought. After a few seconds he came up with a response.
"Surprise me?" he asked with light smile.
With practically jumped through the ceiling.
"Okay! Yay, experimenting!"
He waved Daisuke off like a mother and child even though he was younger than Daisuke. Daisuke rolled his eyes and set off down the path before turning around.
"Well?" He said to the Dark haired teen. Said teen snapped out of what looked like a daze. He blinked at Daisuke. "Are you coming or not? You do know we're going to be late?" Daisuke asked, not in a hurry at all. School could go and die in his case.
"Uh, Sure." He said before hastily catching up to the form that was Daisuke. Without another word, they walked to school.
Halfway, Dark noticed something. "Oh! You're hurt. Did that happen when you crashed into me?" he asked worriedly. Daisuke lifted his hand to his arm and mumbled something like, "I'm fine..." but Dark still persisted.
"Let me have a look, Daisuke." Dark placed his hand on Daisuke's arm to see the wound better. Daisuke growled vehemently and tried to jerk his arm out of Darks grip, but to no avail.
"Let me go..." He growled again, red eyes flashing dangerously. Dark didn't notice or he just ignored it. He continued with inspecting the cut. Daisuke's voice grew louder and he struggled more.
Dark looked up.
"you've got a cut on your face too." He reached up and the moment his hand came into contact with Daisuke's face he was roughly pushed back and he toppled onto his rear.
"I SAID DONT TOUCH ME YOU BASTARD!!" the red haired boy screamed before sprinting off down the road. Dark was left in the middle of a pathway on his buttocks feeling quite upset. He replayed the scene in his head.
His hand brushed lightly against the skin of the boy's face, near the cut on his temple. The boy froze and dark felt the rush of emotions erupt from the boy, right before the boy shoved him and screamed at him. I was not the screaming that upset Dark. It was the look in the boys eyes. There was no mistrust. Only pure hatred mixed with downright rage and a hint of despair. Tears began to stream down the boys face as he turned and ran.
Dark groaned and stood, scratching his head, his hands shaking. Who knew an innocent looking boy like that could be capable of such strength and emotions. Sighing dejectedly, he trudged onwards to school.
And thats it for chapter three peoples. I'm really enjoying writing this and the reviews i get for it. I know the chapters still are not that long but i'm just trying to get the story structured. OOOOH!! Dark did something wrong...did he? Wats the matter with daisuke? You ll find out more soon!!
And yes, With is a human in this. You'll find out more about him as the story progresses. ^ ^
Me and a friend called MAJOR trip ups or collisions flying lessons 'cuz that swat they are. You practically fly don't you?
Please review!!
Penna xxx