Riku entered her house, followed by Satoshi, whom was still depressed but concealing it with his typical poker face, and Donis, who was grinning broadly.
"Ooh, I do love a good mystery!" Donis said with glee. He looked around happily. "My, what a lovely home you have! My mansion isn't nearly so small, though."
"Yeah… mine neither…" Satoshi mumbled.
"Now, now, there's no need to boast," Donis scolded, still grinning.
"This is my mom," Riku said quickly; Donis had been talking about himself the whole way here. "Mom, this is Satoshi and um… Donis, I think."
Donis almost said something like "My mom is prettier", but Riku's mother interrupted.
"Oh, Riku! Are these the two boyfriends you wanted to show me?" she exclaimed, taking a camera out from an unknown pocket in her pants.
"Hey! What? No, Mom, that's Risa!" Riku shouted in defense.
"Guilty," Risa answered, walking down their long staircase and eating a big bowl of sorbet. "And for the record, it was three boyfriends."
Suddenly, she dropped her food in surprise all over the beautiful white carpeted stairs.
"Riku! What are the two most popular guys in school doing in our house?! While I'm in my pajamas?!" Risa shrieked as her mom walked away, no long important to the plot. "How uber embarrassing! I'm going upstairs to hide under the covers and cry in an angsty, teen-aged way, then get over it by talking to my multiple boyfriends and writing about it on my blog!" And she raced upstairs to do just that.
"I see. There really is a big difference between you," Satoshi thought out loud.
"Yeah… a really big difference, so don't let me catch you calling me Risa again," Riku said through gritted teeth; at least her dad wasn't here to further embarrass her.
"Calling a girl the wrong name! What a crime!" said Donis, gasping and putting his hand up to his open mouth. "You're horrible! To have so many fan girls and not to know all there names!"
"I don't care about them," Satoshi said in a very lifeless way. 'I only care about my rabbit', he added in his head, rather mournfully. He hung his blue-haired head sadly.
Donis looked completely baffled at this terrible crime.
"This is my room," Riku said, happily interrupting them again. "Sit here and I'll go get us some snacks or something." Riku raced off to the kitchen, glad to be rid of them.
Risa was lying on the kitchen counter with a half-eaten stick of butter hanging out of her mouth, her laptop settled in front of her as she worked on her blog. Riku stared at her.
"Geez… that bad, huh?" Riku sighed, beginning to fix up a plate of chips and salsa as she watched her sister devour the extremely unhealthy rectangle of churned cream.
"Mm." Risa took the stick of butter out of her mouth. "This is only my first." She gestured with her head towards a stack of several other ones, each individually wrapped in a sheet of paper.
"Why does being depressed cause you to suck on those?" Riku asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Not sure, really. They're just better together, really, angst and butter." Risa stuck it back in her mouth and began typing quickly about her 'awful' life. Riku sighed before bringing the tray back upstairs.
As she walked in the door, it was better than she expected. Donis was admiring her posters of a boy band with mustaches and goatees drawn on them (she got the poster from Risa's magazines) and Satoshi was sitting in a corner in a very Emo/L/Sasuke-like way, contemplating things.
"I have snacks," Riku said, holding out the bowl.
Donis looked over happily. "Oh, goody! I do love snacks! But you don't have any maids to serve them?"
Riku blinked. "Um… we have one that comes on Mondays and Saturdays to clean the house… and we have a chauffeur."
Donis laughed heartily. "I have nine and they're all beautiful women who adore me! But why shouldn't women adore me?" Riku set the bowl on the floor, staring at Donis strangely.
"So!" Donis said happily, munching on a chip. "So, are we going to talk about it?"
"About what?" Riku said glumly.
"Well, of course! The mystery with that spiky, red-haired fellow! Why he ran away from us with his large-eyed rabbit friend!" Donis shouted, looking determined. At once, at the mention of his beloved pet, Satoshi could bare it no longer and burst into a flood of tears.
"Sorry… I'm going now," Satoshi sobbed, opening the window and jumping out of it. They heard an "Ow…" and then foot steps racing away.
"Um… I just asked you to come here because Daisuke made it so awkward," Riku admitted truthfully. 'And Satoshi just made it worse', she added in her head.
"Oh, that's too bad." But Donis didn't look too phased, a half-grin still on his beret-clad face/head. Riku betted that he would turn down an offer in a shampoo commercial before he would cry; there was just no breaking his happy-go-lucky attitude.
"Oh my! This chip is shaped like you, Riku!" Donis said, his wide eyes glistening with stupid joy. "Here you go!" He handed it to Riku with such gusto that it flung into the wall and smashed into several tiny crumbs.
"NO! Chip!" Donis started crying without actually shedding any tears and bolted out the door. Riku blinked; where had all the masochistic anime boys gone?
Oh yeah, that's right. 'Kamichima Karin' somehow got only manly men. Except for Michiro. No one knows where he came from.
The weekend flew by as Daisuke thought of another plan to stop him from looking like a fool in school. In fact, that last rhyme was the only clever thing he had thought of the whole weekend. He was basically going to look like a moron; the fact that Wiz still existed wasn't helping the matter.
At the dawn of Monday morning, Daisuke still hadn't struck a plan. And Wiz still wasn't dead. But suddenly, a voice seemingly from nowhere resounded.
'Perhaps I can be of assistance.'
Daisuke looked around.
'Oh, Dark! I almost forgot you existed,' Daisuke thought to him, trying to sound like he was kidding. 'Why haven't you been talking to me?'
'Truthfully, I've been deep in thought.'
Daisuke snorted. 'What?'
'Hey, don't be such a hypocrite! At least I don't bump into people when I think and walk at the same time!'
Daisuke didn't comment about that.
'Anyway, I have actually thought of something. And I'll explain everything to you… you just have to promise me you'll do what I say.'
'What do you want to do?'
'Promise me first.'
Daisuke growled. 'How stupid do you think I am?'
'I'm not going to answer that. But I promise I'll try to get your grandfather into a retirement home.'
Daisuke hesitated.
'And scare Wiz into shutting up at night.'
"Deal!" Daisuke shouted allowed, then grinned maliciously at the Wiz, who was staring back with worry as though he had just heard everything Dark had said.
'Great. Just let me… be you for a while, okay?' Dark thought to him.
'How exactly do you plan to do that?'
'Oh, relax. I've always been able to communicate through you. Just let me do the talking, okay, shorty?'
Daisuke gritted his teeth. "Don't call me that."
"Don't be such an Edward." Daisuke was surprised when Dark's voice came out of his mouth, sounding only slightly deeper than his own. "I know what I'm doing. I'll spread over any awkward moments with my manly charm like jelly."
Daisuke sighed heavily. "Just don't do anything ridiculous."
Oh, Daisuke… you know how your words always have a tendency to backfire on yourself.