The Sky Is a Mirror of My Emotions

Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel or anything associated with DN Angel but please I do own Kira and anything in common with her and other fictional characters is purely coincidental

Warnings: Yaoi (malexmale relationships), occasional swearing, mild violence

"talking" - talking

italics – character thinking

'underlined' – Dark and Daisuke talking to each other

"underlined" – Krad and Satoshi talking to each other

Chapter 5: Fuyu no Kaze (Winterwind)

Daisuke had drifted off to sleep quickly but Satoshi on the other hand had spent a long time silently watching the boy, tears glistening in his eyes but never falling. He never allowed them to. Dark had watched the older boy with the slightest hint of compassion. He's not that bad after all … and I suppose we do give him a hard time. And most of the time Daisuke doesn't even realise he's doing it … he's still weird though.

Finally, Satoshi had brushed Daisuke's hair gently out of the younger boy's face and fallen asleep out of pure exhaustion. When Dark was sure the young commander wouldn't wake up and cuff him, he slowly changed into his own form and slipped out from underneath the covers. He made his way over to the shutters and opened them. A world of pure white lit up by a brilliant full moon greeted him.

"I'm assuming you're awake, Krad," Dark said calmly to the open night. A slight sound of gentle rustling came from behind him and suddenly warm arms encircled his waist.

"How can I sleep when you are so near yet I am trapped?" a voice like silk came from beside Dark's ear. Loose strands of blonde hair fell into his view, caressing the side of his face gently. Dark leant back into the warmth of his forbidden angel.

"Emiko will send out a note soon," Dark commented as he watched the slowly falling snow. Krad's arms tightened around him.

"How do you know?" his voice was quiet. The thief shrugged carelessly.

"I haven't stolen anything in over a month," he turned his head and nestled it into Krad's neck. He remembered the last time he had stolen. It wasn't the artwork he remembered most vividly though. It was the stolen kisses, the taste of blood in his mouth, the constant nagging feeling of knowing that soon Daisuke and Satoshi would wake up and he would be cast back into the cold. Again.

"I'll be waiting…" Krad's lips found his in a gentle kiss. His words, no matter how much Dark wanted to hear them, were the poison that was slowly eating away at them both.

"I know," Dark broke away and looked over the snow again sadly; all of his usual gallant, roguish self had disappeared, "This can't go on forever … they'll know soon…"

Suddenly the distinct shuffle of feet over carpet could be heard outside the door followed by coughing. The two fallen angels held their breath. Water began running in the kitchen and footsteps came past again. Finally, they heard the click of a door closing and they could breathe again.

"This is too dangerous. Satoshi and Kira are light sleepers. I don't know about your host…" Krad smirked at his last comment.

"I'm not sure Daisuke would notice if his hair was on fire," Dark's smile faded, "Do we have to leave?"

"It will be dawn soon," Krad took his angel's hand and dragged Dark back over to Satoshi's bed, his long blonde hair fading to blue as he did so.

Satoshi blinked at the bright light that was filtering through the open window. I could have sworn I closed that last night…The room was a bright, white blur and he instinctively reached over for his glasses. As he did there was a small moan of protest at the sudden movement and he stopped midway. Looking down Satoshi suddenly noticed the weight on his chest. The bright red hair followed. Ok… Daisuke …is… lying… across… me. Daisuke's head was on Satoshi's shoulder and his arm was protectively thrown across Satoshi's chest as if his 'possession' might vanish.

"Er, Daisuke-kun?" Satoshi asked quietly. Daisuke mumbled in his sleep and nuzzled into Satoshi's side more, "Daisuke-kun!" he repeated more loudly.

"Wha?" Daisuke blinked curiously at the blue haze in front of his eyes.

"Niwa-kun, what are you doing?" Satoshi instinctively called Daisuke by his last name, surrounding himself once more with the barriers he had let down.

"Huh?" Daisuke lifted up his head, blinking vigorously. Suddenly he noticed where he was, "Ah! I'm sorry Satoshi-kun!"

It would just happen to be then that the door burst open and Kira bounded in happily. She took one look at them, their red flushed faces, laughed and left again saying, "I was going to get you up for breakfast but maybe you don't want to get up! And I'm sure Dark agrees with me!"

The two boys looked at each other and scrambled out of bed quickly.

"What do you guys want to do today?" Kira asked as she watched Daisuke practically do a dance of happiness because of the snow that covered everything outside the windows. Satoshi was watching Daisuke's happy dance too but spared a withering glare for Kira.

"I have no idea," the blunette replied stoically. Kira laughed before breaking into another round of coughing. Satoshi lifted an eyebrow at her but she waved off his curiosity.

"Oh! I know! Why don't we build a snowman!?" Daisuke's enthusiastic little voice piped in.

"Yeah, alright. I'm sure there's enough snow in the front yard to last a life time," Satoshi tried hard not to catch Daisuke's infectious smile.

What had started out as snowman building eventually ended up as snow wars. Satoshi versus the world, thanks to Kira.

Daisuke peeked out of their snowfort only to have another snowball hurled at his face. It hit him directly, yet again, and Daisuke retreated with snow slowly dripping down his jacket collar. He swore he could hear Satoshi laughing softly from his own snowfort opposite theirs.

"How did he get such good aim!?" Daisuke brushed the snow out of his hair.

"Well, you don't randomly become a police Commander overnight. You have to train. Plus, I swear that guy was just born with good aim. Even when we were younger in the orphanage! Pity he wasn't born with innate social skills," Kira laughed before promptly being hit on the head with a snowball.

"I can hear you from where I am, you know."

"Shut up, Mr. Know-it-all!" Kira threw a snowball randomly over the snowfort, not really caring where it went.

'I think it landed somewhere over the fence. In fact it might have even hit that tree.'

"Y-you were in the orphanage with Satoshi-kun?" Daisuke suddenly wasn't that fascinated with the war anymore.

"Yep, for awhile. Only way we ever became friends. Satoshi has … trouble with making new friends. I mean he's a nice guy. You just have to get past the millions of barriers he sets up because of his jerk of a father," Kira rolled her eyes, "And he'll never have a girlfriend to help him get past it all because he's completely gay but… Daisuke, are you okay?" Kira looked over at the stunned redhead. He looked as if someone had just hit him across the face with a frying pan.

"G-gay?" was all Daisuke managed to splutter out.

"Well, not that he's ever told me outright, but seriously…you haven't noticed? He's got girls throwing themselves at him left, right and centre but he never says yes and oh my go-! You've never seen him in a suit, without his glasses!! He's so good looking!... And I say that as like, almost a sister. And he still says no," Kira pulled a stupid face but she became serious when she continued, "Instead he spends his time talking to you and capturing Dark. But I mean, thank God you exist Daisuke-kun. I don't know what Satoshi would do without your friendship. I worry about him … I'm not always here to make sure he isn't dead. And you actually care about him … thank you. Most people just think he's weird … which is understandable but that's not his fault. I still blame his adoptive father for everything. Jerk."

Daisuke meanwhile was sitting in the snow looking somewhat flustered. It's not everyday you find out so many thing about one of your best and most mysterious friends. Let alone from a random girl who came from nowhere. Kira was coughing again, quite violently.

"Are you okay?" Daisuke put a hand on her back, "Kira-san?"

Kira put her hand up in response but the coughing didn't cease. Suddenly a shadow passed over them.

"C'mon, Kira. This weather can't be good for you," Satoshi leaned down and put her arm over his shoulder, "Daisuke-kun, could you please take her other arm?"

"Oh, sure!" he quickly took her other arm and together they hoisted her up. Daisuke suddenly noticed she had stopped coughing but she was having trouble breathing. Satoshi's arm was resting across his. As they made their way through the door Kira finally collapsed.

"Why does she always do this?" Satoshi muttered under his breath as he was slammed into the door by her dead weight. She wasn't very heavy but the snow dragged her down.

"What?" Daisuke looked up at Satoshi. He must have lost his glasses somewhere. They certainly weren't on his face anymore. His eyes had changed, Daisuke reflected, they were grey now … the colour of the winter sky.

Satoshi looked over at Daisuke who was studying him intently, "It's nothing. I just said she shouldn't have stayed out so long."

"What's wrong with her? Will she be okay?" they laid her down on her bed after dragging the soaked outer garments off.

"Yes. She'll be fine," Satoshi pulled her blankets up gently and sat down on the bed next to her, "She's just… just…"

"She's just what, Satoshi?" Daisuke sat opposite him, but Satoshi looked away.

"She's just dying," Satoshi put his head in his hands.

"What?... I-I'm sorry," Daisuke put a comforting hand on Satoshi's back.

"Don't be. It's not your fault," Satoshi leaned his head on Daisuke shoulder. Daisuke couldn't feel the tears as his jacket was already soaked.

"Are you sure? She doesn't look sick?" Daisuke tried to be optimistic… and ignore the deep urge to just put his arms around Satoshi and hug him. Satoshi just shook his head.

"Angel won't let her cure it," Satoshi tentatively put his arms around Daisuke who did the same.

"Angel?" Daisuke asked cautiously. Suddenly the phone rang. Satoshi looked up tiredly and got up. Daisuke watched him go. No.. no, don't leave…

'You're pathetic Daisuke.'

'…Shut up Dark.'

"Daisuke-kun?" Satoshi was leaning on the doorway.

"Hm?" Dai looked up. The look on Satoshi's face told him his day was about to go downhill, severely.

"I think I should take you home. I have to work tonight, I'm sorry. Dark has sent out a notice."

Daisuke was once again hanging onto Satoshi for dear life, cursing his friend's motorbike for all he was worth. Cold air rushed past before they came to a jolting stop.

"Daisuke-kun?" a voice came form above him.

"Yes?"

"So, it's not really Dark who sends out the notices?" Satoshi looked down at him with almost a small smile appearing on his face. Daisuke shook his head as he half got off, half fell off the motorbike. Suddenly a hand was under his, helping him up.

"I'm sorry about Kira-san, Satoshi-kun," he didn't let go of Satoshi's hand.

"Thank you. She wouldn't want sympathy though. She's headstrong like that," Satoshi smiled one of his rare smiles that only ever seemed intended for Daisuke, "I'll see you around then."

"Yeah," Daisuke looked despondently at the ground. Satoshi put his helmet back on and kick started his bike again.

Daisuke watched him disappear into the snow. A blue speck in the swirling white.

A/N:
A rather short, rather fluffy chap but c'mon… I'm sick and you know you love it. Thanks for all the reviews and I hope you enjoyed the chap!

I've only ever read the manga until a few days ago when my friend found a brilliant link on the net where I can watch all the episodes! I have to say, it's a bit different to what I thought but still so good! I'm only up to episode 15 but Mia has defiantly made the black list. Riku is still cool, Risa is still…well Risa and Satoshi and Daisuke still should be together!!

Ja ne!

Edit: blah, blah. Cleaning up grammar etc. Wow, looking back on your own writing can be depressing. and hilarious.