Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel. mmhm.
So, Satoshi waited and watched from the shadows until Daisuke Niwa became a boy of fourteen. Of course, Satoshi knew what would eventually happen to Daisuke, and he knew that the day was steadily approaching - the day that Satoshi would have to kill him.
As for Satoshi himself, well he was a year older than everybody in his grade - he had chosen for it to be that way. It didn't matter that he was a mere year older; the only reason he went back to school at all anyway was to watch Niwa, and that would be basically pointless if the two of them were not at least in the same grade. So, by the time of Daisuke Niwa's fourteenth birthday, Krad had already been active for nearly a year, and also, Satoshi was just beginning to learn what it really meant to carry the Hikari fate on his shoulders.
It was Niwa's fourteenth birthday. Satoshi watched as that idiot Saehara volunteered a glum looking Daisuke into doing his cleaning duties in the art room. Smirking he thought, it's about time I had a little chat with him. In the back of his mind, Krad laughed silently and agreed, "Yes, let's."
Who asked you? Satoshi thought back at him, but Krad only continued to laugh.
There were only a few others assigned to cleaning duty in the art room that night, and on the way to get the card that would unlock the art room door, he told them all that he and Daisuke could handle it, not to worry, and to go home. The other students didn't need to be told twice. They thanked him and left, and Satoshi found himself alone with Niwa, standing behind the other boy as he cracked the lock.
It wasn't until he was already inside that Daisuke noticed him. "H-Hiwatari!" he exclaimed. "D-did you see that?!"
"See what?" Satoshi asked indifferently.
Niwa pointed out one of the paintings as a conversation starter, and then asked, "So what are you doing here?"
He shrugged. "Cleaning duty, same as you."
As they began to work, Niwa asked, "So where did the others run off to? Don't you think it's rude they're not helping?" Satoshi smirked. Niwa's conversations always had a funny way of switching from one topic to another. It was one of the redhead's rather annoying traits.
"I told them they didn't have to help."
"Huh?"
"I told them I wanted some time alone with you," Satoshi said slyly, glanced at Daisuke from the side. "Are you free tonight?" He laughed at himself a little inside, because he sounded so... well, perverted. Maybe he was just beginning to acknowledge those deeper feelings for Niwa, or maybe he just liked to mess with him. Either way, the blush on Niwa's face and the expression he made was quite satisfying.
"Oh, um..."
"What's wrong? Do you have something more important to do?"
Niwa hesitated, and when he did speak, he stuttered a little. Another annoying habit. He did that whenever he was frustrated, or surprised. Funny that Satoshi should know these little things about Niwa already, because though they'd been going to school together for almost two years now, they had only had a few conversations between the two of them. "Um, no. Well, you see, today just happens to be my birthday."
Why was he playing like he was so unaware? Daisuke just had to know what was in store for him. Satoshi wondered if Dark was already awoken, but he doubted it, seeing that Krad probably would have informed him if he were. "Hm. Too bad. Well, iguess it can't be helped then."
"Well, what made you pick me?"
Satoshi smiled. Yep, Niwa really thought that he was actually asking him out. It was... comical. "You like paintings as much as I do. I wanted... to talk about things like that." It was as much a lie as it was the truth.
I'll see you soon... tonight, Dark. He promised silently. In his head, Krad was grinning maliciously.