Nya-nya-nya! So long time until I've been able to update this lil' story! Sorry, the genre was going to be humor-angst, but a sudden chappie 3 made it all adventurous. But the humor will be still in the story, so stay tuned! By the way, this time I really won't update until someone is kind enough to give me a review. Bye!

Additional notes:

"What?" speaking

"What?" heart to heart chat

what? author's note.

Chapter 2

Problems at medicines

The three finally arrived at the medical room. Daisuke kept silent and so does Riku when Dark seems to be challenging himself into teasing Daisuke, so that the redhead would transform into him and let him flirt Riku instead.

First known thing: Dark has the motto: "I am you, so that means your holy maiden is mine too, right?"

"Come on, Daisuke. Are you lame or something? You're only here with your girlfriend! You can at least give her the sweet hug or something; or maybe even a kiss?"

"In your dreams, Dark! You only wanted to flirt with Riku, right?"

"You got me"

"Well then, I just WON'T!" Daisuke yelled, but only in his mind to make sure Riku doesn't suspect him. He tightened the bandage on Satoshi's head, but without looking.

"You're no fun at all, Daisuke. Daiki used to laugh at this joke" Dark complained.

'Grandpa laughed at that? Oh geez…' Daisuke thought, not aware of Dark's ability to read Daisuke's mind.

"Hey, I heard THAT! By the way, be really careful about those bandages, you'll kill the chief commander that way"

"What?" Daisuke wondered as he looked in front of him and found that the bandage was way too tight. He panicked and quickly released some of them, saving the chief commander, that's what our phantom thief called Hiwatari Satoshi, from lack of oxygen.

When Daisuke is getting busy with the bandages, Riku had her own job- preparing the medicines. She tried really hard to open a bottle but failed miserably. She pulled it with force and… hit an opened bottle of 70 alcohol, which made its way to the blunette's forehead. There was an awkward silence. No screaming, no shouting, and that will be weird if we saw our chief commander running around screaming when we are sure he was unconscious.

Riku cleared her throat, "well, I think at least he won't be infected by bacteria and germs" she said nervously.

"But you're torturing him!" Daisuke shouted, "Bleeding head plus alcohol equals hell!"

"And since when you know about it?"

"Well it hurts when you got your hand bleeding and you put alcohol on it, it'll take a greater effect when you have your head bleeding instead of your hand!"

"I'm fine, really" replied a flat, cool, familiar voice. "Thanks for helping me"

The couple-in-war turned to the direction where the voice was coming just to be shocked. What they saw was a blunette covered in blood-red bandages, which is dripping wet from alcohol. One brief look and I'm sure you know who he is… he's the chief commander Satoshi Hiwatari. Again an awkward silence until Daisuke cleared his throat to speak.

"Hi-hi-Hiwatari-kun, are you sure you're all right with that condition?" Daisuke asked nervously into his half-mummied best friend.

"And what makes you so unsure about that?" he asked, pulling off his bandage. And not only has he been conscious, he had fully recovered from the hit as well.

"But wait… I thought you're still bleeding until a moment ago…!" Riku exclaimed, freaking out a bit. Is he a monster? She thought in mind.

"nah, I'll be fine, you don't' have to worry that much about me" Satoshi answered as he left the medical room.

Again an awkward silence occurred. Today in school was totally unbelievable. Crazy drama rehearsals, raging Daisuke and Satoshi, and what's worse are that darned medical room things. Daisuke sighed as he thought about all those things. The bell rang as the clock reached half past four. He gasped.

"Dai-chan! You got to get home before 16:45:56 this afternoon or something bad will happen to you! I've sent the advance notice at 6 o'clock!" Emiko said that morning.

"Aw, this is bad!" Dark exclaimed, "You only got fifteen minutes and fifty-six seconds to get home!"

"Say that when you're outside, Dork." Daisuke retorted, "I'm the one in danger here, not you"

"Yeah, but I'm the one who does the stealing!" Dark replied angrily. "You're Emiko's child, Right? You're the one who's supposed to do her orders!"

"Yeah, all you say dork…"

"You'll never win in an argument against me, Daisuke. Admit the fact"

"As I said, all you said"

-Niwa's residence, front door-

Daisuke finally arrived In front of his house after ten minutes of full-speed running. He was highly exhausted. And somehow the house looked creepier than usual, as if there was a monster about to leapt out as he opened the front door.

as we can see, Daisuke here is scaring himself to death, no matter how many traps are in there and how sadistic Emiko has threatened his life, there's no way she would feed her own son into a monster. Well, that's what I thought

"Okay, here goes…" Daisuke muttered under his breath as he touched the door knob.

"WHOA!"

"Whoa!"

"Got ya!"

"Come on, Dark! No teasing here! This is a serious matter!"

"I just wanna have some fun! Is that a wrong thing to do?"

"But not here!"

Daisuke gulped. He took his first step into the unusually creepy house. Nothing happened. He took another step and suddenly the floor tilted down. It's about to fall! Daisuke jumped and landed into a steady-looking tile of the floor. He pried on his surroundings. Nothing looked suspicious, unless a silent door beside him. He took a step forward, and suddenly the meant door opened, revealing a black, fierce, three-headed dog.

I take my words back, it seems that Emiko is mean enough to feed her own son into a monster

"Whe-where did mom get this nasty dog?" Daisuke exclaimed, as the scary dog growled.

"No idea! At least I know one thing, run for our lives!"

"You're right, gotta scram!"

Daisuke ran as fast as he could towards the one-and –only living room door, opened it violently, and realized her mother's final trap… a pitfall full of needle below it. He stopped as fast as he could, and jumped to the other edge of the pitfall, and opened the door.

In an instant, Emiko jumped and hugged her son tightly.

"Ooh, Dai-chan! Welcome home! I was so worried!"

What kind of worry would she have if she put a raging Cerberus to trial her son? Daisuke asked himself. But he wouldn't worry about that for now.

"Now, go to your bedroom and prepare yourself. You have to steal 'The Fang of The Canines', right?"

"Ok, mom." Daisuke replied, and then went to his bedroom, where Wiz has been waiting. When Wiz saw her master, it wagged its tail happily and jumped into Daisuke's shoulder.

"I'm home, Wiz" Daisuke responded to Wiz's action, while Wiz kyuu-ed happily and jumped into Daisuke's bed, reached a doll, and started to… do some kind of salsa dance.

"Wiz is rather strange today, isn't he?" Daisuke wondered.

"Hmm? Are you talking to me?" the phantom thief asked back.

"No, forget it"

"Dai-chan, are you dressed up yet?" Emiko asked, "Come down here and hurry!"

"I'll be right there, mom!"

00.56 seconds, Daisuke finished dressing up.

00.97 seconds, he is already in front of the room.

01.20 seconds, he tripped on the stairs and fell.

01.70 seconds, Daisuke reached the ground floor on his feet, because he jumped.

"Daisuke, remember the lines of our family, if you have to fall, fall like a phantom thief!" Emiko stated.

"oh, okay, mom…" Daisuke answered.

"And now let the other you do the jobs" and with that, Emiko showed Daisuke a small photo of Riku, but today a bit different. In the photo was Riku… changing her clothes. Daisuke's face turned as red as his hair a second before the transformation began. And a few second later Dark was already there, and the before-too-loose clothes now fit perfectly on his body.

"Ah, transformed at last!"

So, here I present the second chapter of Drama of Chaos. This was the most popular fiction in my class… but I wonder why there's no one reviewing?

Regards,

The Author.