Daisukeismyboyfriend read the bolded part that no one reads in my last chapter! Don't you guys pay attention? Just kidding, I don't care that much; seriously, bolded parts only were invented so the author could talk about things that only pertain to themselves really. How selfish of me. I'm leaving for Florida, so there won't be any updates for at least a week. Sorry! Well, I have to go to bed soon (it's after eleven and I have to get up at six tomorrow), so here's a quick chapter to quench your thirst! Anyway, have a super happy new year full of joy and the like!

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"…ku? Riku?"

Riku opened her eyes. Daisuke was standing over her, blinking awkwardly. She narrowed her eyes.

"Thanks for catching me," she muttered, sitting up slightly.

Daisuke frowned. "Is that all you can say? That's sort of uncool."

"I was just saying!"

"Well, Wiz cushioned your fall. Kind of. I tried putting him under your head."

Riku looked down; Wiz was glaring at her menacingly, eyes full of hatred for the boy who made him save someone he couldn't care less about, not to mention make him look less like Wiz and more like a latke (Latkes for Hanukah! Okay, it's too late for that).

"So… you're Dark? But why? I don't understand." Realization came over her. "YOU KISSED ME IN CHAPTER TWO, YOU EGG BRAIN!"

"That wasn't me! It was Dark!" Daisuke shouted in defense, not wishing to experience the wrath of Riku. "Please don't hurt me! Egg brain?"

"Well, then give Dark a mental slap for me," Riku said sarcastically. "But seriously, how are you Dark?"

"You're taking this into stride a lot better than I did," Daisuke noted. "It's quite a long story. Do you really want to hear it?"

"Yes," Riku said, folding her arms.

How annoying it would be to go through the whole the story again! So Daisuke told her the tale his mom told him, except with more detail and a little less obnoxiousness.

Riku nodded after hearing it. "My sister's completely obsessed with you."

"Really?" Daisuke grinned. "Obsessed like love or obsessed like creepy?"

"Uh… a little of both. Mostly creepy," she added and Daisuke's smile faded.

"What do you need my help with anyway?" she asked. "Aren't you evil? Aren't you a thief or something?"

"Were you paying attention at all? I steal art and take the bad spirits out of it!" Daisuke said. "I'm looking for something called the Horn of Neptune. This place is huge and I need your help finding it."

"Just one thing: when you turn back into Dark with your not rabbit, can I slap you?"

"Please do." Daisuke had wanted to slap Dark for a long time, but that would look kind of stupid and wouldn't really work, so he hadn't. "Let's synchronize our watches."

Riku raised an eyebrow. "Why? There's no point."

Daisuke rubbed the back of his neck. "I thought it might be fun…"

"You need to stop hanging out with Takeshi. You sound more and more like him every day."

"Please?" Daisuke flashed his rarely used Bambi eyes and clutched his hands together.

Riku shrugged, unable to say no. "Okay! Have it your way. I'll play you're little 'mib' game."

"It's Men in Black. MIB."

"Whatever." She and Daisuke stuck out there hands with the watches on them.

"Battle B-Daman? What are you, seven?" she asked him, noting the large-eyed chibis that danced around the middle of the clock face.

"Look, I wanted Transformers, but my mom got me this one, okay? Deal with it," Daisuke growled, feeling utterly un-macho.

So they synchronized their watches (Riku's was slow forty seven minutes) and ran off to search around the hot springs.

Satoshi drummed his fingers on the desk villainously. He had been doing this for hours and his once long fingernails were now little stubby things.

"Please join me, Satoshi!" his dad said, bursting in. "They put in a water slide!"

"Father, please. I'm doing important things." Satoshi stared off distantly and his father, who is still quite useless, went off to do more water sliding.

'Daisuke's just got to be Dark.'

'We don't know that, though,' Krad noted.

'Shut up. Go do evil things.'

'I can't do anything evil. I already ate all your childhood memories and your memories now are things you want to forget, so there's really no villainliness in eating those.'

'Then go do nice things! Just leave me be. I must think.'

And Satoshi continued to be an antisocial blue-haired guy who is thinking.