Disclaimer: I don't own... *starts swaying on bed*

Shizuku: Um... why are you swaying back and forth?

Me: I-I'm not intending too... Maybe I'm just tired, or... *mini perfumes start to fall off of the top shelf* AH! IT'S AN EARTHQUAKE! TAKE COVER, TAKE COVER! *hides under desk*

Shizuku: ...um... It stopped, already... and only lasted 20 seconds at best. But still, you don't own DN Angel

Chapter 19: Wake Up Call

Daisuke's POV:

"Are you sure you don't want to go outside?" I asked Shizuku one more time, and once again she shook her head no. Even though it was five days after she had gotten hurt, she refused to take even one step outside of the hotel. I wasn't sure if she was concerned about safety or what, but practically every time I come I see her on the bed or sofa either reading or watching television. Her arm was out of the sling already, since she said in was not necessary, but she still only had limited movement with her left arm.

Hearing a knock on the door, I excused myself from the bedroom and went to see who it was. Although I didn't check to see who it was, I automatically opened the door to whoever was on the other side.

"Good morning!" Riku said with a cheery smile on her face, and not far behind her was Risa, who has the exact same grin as her sister. "So, where's Shizuku?"

"You see about that..." I started to say, but I wasn't really sure what I could say. "She really doesn't want to go outside today, you know, cold weather and everything..." I told them, starting to make things up to defend Shizuku's case. Because I knew that the two of them had been trying to spend time with her every single day, and the two of them would have practically dragged her out of the room if I wasn't standing in their way.

"Really? Well maybe we should talk to her separately." Riku said before lightly pushing me out of the room and Risa closing the door behind the two of them. Trying to react quickly, I sprang for the door, which had already automatically locked, and since I didn't really want to make it into a habit of picking the locks of doors that I couldn't get into, I decided to just remain in the hall. That and, I left the key card on top of the table before I answered the door.

Pressing my ear against the door to see if I could hear anything, I was starting to pick up on a conversation between the three girls, and even though listening to it through the door the volume was faint, I could tell that there was a large amount of yelling taking place.

"You've been in here too long!" I recognized the voice of Riku yelling, without a single doubt at Shizuku. "You are going outside, even if we have to force you!" Was the last real words that I was able to here, but afterwards came a couple of light yelps and screams, which upon hearing I slowly backed away from the door. Honestly, I was slightly scared of what was going on in there, but another part of me just doesn't want to know altogether.

"Daisuke..." I heard someone call from down the hall, and I turned my head to see Satoshi just exiting out of his own room, but stopped next to me when he heard the noise inside my own. "What's going on in there?" He asked, but since I didn't have an answer, I simply shrugged my shoulders. We both stood there in awkward silence for a couple minutes when we realized that the yelling from inside had finally stopped, and not a few mere seconds later, the door opened to reveal Riku and Risa dragging out a rather grumpy Shizuku.

"Just leave me be!" She practically yelled while trying to escape from the two girls, but to no avail was she obviously going anywhere. But honestly, she had seen better days, considering that her hair had looked as if it was messed up from struggling, her clothes were wrinkled and sloppily putted on, and she had terrible dark circles under her eyes which were quite noticeable to anyone. And when she finally looked down and noticed it herself, and how Satoshi and I were just in front of her and staring at her in this condition, she started to struggle even more to try to get back into the room.

"Can I at least fix my hair? If you haven't noticed, you kind of made me a mess while getting me dressed..." She half whispered to the two of them, in which they both agreed and allowed her to go back into the room, under a five minute time limit of course.

And within about four and a half minutes gone by, Riku and Risa were about to barge into the room again to see if she was ready when Shizuku came out before they could. Her hair was now brushed and her clothes smoothed out so that she looked far more presentable than before, and more like her regular self, despite that she wasn't wearing her glasses. I didn't know how she was able to make the bags under her eyes disappear, but it really didn't matter.

Hey, maybe you should spend the day with Riku, just so you remember who are interested in! Dark teased once again, and this time, a small blush came across my face at the comment, only because of the suggestion of spending the day with Riku. It wasn't a bad idea, but I wouldn't want to leave the three of them behind.

"Yo! Everyone's here! Cool!" I heard Takeshi yell from across the hall, and he dashed his way over to us with what looked like a newspaper in his hand. Go figure.

"Hey! Have you guys hear about the mashap at the hospital in this town?" He asked us with a some-what serious face, and all of us just shook our heads no. "Well, apparently, this doctor was impersonated when he was told by someone to go home early. Turns out, the only reason why people noticed was because that doctor impersonater saved a girl's life or something that night." He said, and showed us the front page of the paper where there was a picture of a man with black hair and glasses was being interviewed.

"Does it give the name of the doctor?" Satoshi asked him, and after scanning the paper for a couple of more seconds, nodded his head.

"Yeah, he name was... er... Doctor Kai Xing Lee, why?" He asked in response, and Satoshi didn't really say anything else to him. Somehow, the name did sound a bit familiar to me, but I had no idea where, so I decided to let it go.

"Hey, Risa, you can come with me to the hospital to get the scoop! Like, you can distract people while I question the guy!" And even though she was already shaking her head no furiously, Risa was already dragged away with Takeshi to presumably go to the hospital.

Shizuku's POV:

"Hey..." I heard Riku whisper to me when everyone else was focused on Takeshi dragging Risa down the hall, and I gave her my attention. "Do you think you and Satoshi could hang out? Because I kinda want to have some time alone with Daisuke, if you don't mind..."

"Oh, I don't mind." I told her, and she thanked me before pulling me into a friendly hug. But, since she was putting pressure on my arm, I almost yelped in pain, but managed to keep it in. And only seconds later did Riku grab Daisuke's arm and practically rushed him down the hall without him even saying a word.

So, if you have been doing the math, this left Satoshi and I standing awkwardly together in the middle of the hallway. I started to look at the ground and shuffled my feet, since I really didn't know what to say, since I hadn't really spoken to Satoshi since the day I had gotten hurt and... when... other things happened.

"Shall we?" He asked me, suddenly snapping my attention back to him. Even though I had no idea what he was referring to, I decided that I wasn't really in the mood to ask questions, and simply nodded my head. I felt him fit his hand into mine as he started to pull me down the hall and towards the elevator. It only took a couple seconds for it to arrive, but it somehow felt much longer than that while just standing in silence.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me while we both stepped into the elevator, and I took it as a feeble attempt to make small talk, but I also felt that he actually cared, and wasn't just using the injury as an excuse to talk.

"I'm well... The pain is all gone, although I can't really move my left arm very well. The nerves must not be fully healed yet..." I said a bit quietly while avoiding eye contact, mainly because I was trying to hide a blush that was emerging on my face. It was strange how just standing with him would do this to me, but I just couldn't stop thinking about that kiss. As pathetic as it might sound, it was my first kiss... and I found that I liked it, a lot.

As the elevator doors opened, I felt his pull me across the lobby, although I didn't know why he was, since I was completely capable of walking by myself. Half of me wanted to tell him that I could, but the other half couldn't seem to find the words that I wanted to say. So, he continued to guide me wherever he was planning to take me, which I was still oblivious to.

"Um, where are you taking me?" I finally asked him while we were walking side by side along one of the sidewalks, and he simply just chuckled at my question.

"You honestly don't know?" He asked, answering my question with just another question, and I lightly shook my head no, which just resulted in more of his chuckling. I found it a bit cute when he did that, but also quite irksome. Half expecting that he would answer my question anyway, I didn't say another word on the subject.

"Well... I guess I'll keep it a surprise then." He told me before sliding my scarf off of my neck, and I slightly jumped back from the sudden movement. My heart was starting to speed up again, even though I had no idea what he was planning to do. I watched as he walked behind me and before I knew it, my vision was blocked by what felt like my cotton scarf being wrapped around my head.

I couldn't help smile at this, and even when I attempted to remove it, I felt him stop me, and start to drag me along once again. Honestly, I was a bit concerned in case I accidently ran into a pole or something along those lines, but also, it felt so weird not being able to see where you were going. Not being able to tell distance, I could never tell how many blocks we were walking, or which direction we were going, so my mind became very frazzled.

"A-Are we there yet?" I choked out, but instead of an answer, I felt something soft on my cheek, barely touching the corner of my lips, and I felt a very intense heat rise to my cheeks realizing that he was kissing me. And just seconds later, I felt the scarf fall from my eyes and around my neck were it belonged. Automatically, my hand connected with the cheek he had just kissed, and I started to feel more nervous than ever.

"What was that for?" I asked innocently, although I desperately wanted to hide how red my cheeks had become. It almost made me insane how embarrassed he made me, but I simply couldn't help it.

"Why do I need a reason? We're here, by the way." Satoshi told me, which caused me to look behind him, to see a building that looked a bit impressive in stature. "Don't you remember? We were going to go to the museum, and the week is almost over anyway."

And now that I thought about it, I actually did remember him saying something along those lines a couple days ago, but I completely forgotten about it until now. He motioned for the two of us to go inside, so I gladly did. Inside, I found that the basic layout was quite modern, but majority of the paintings seemed to be old fashioned, and looked individually unique.

I always enjoyed looking at art, but it also reminded me of things that made me feel like a nervous reck. And I also knew that sooner or later I would have to bring up those things into conversation. I stole a glance at Satoshi, who was looking at the painting in front of us, and realized that I really did care about him, and every time I saw him my heartbeat speeds up. So shouldn't I be able to talk about this one thing? No matter how complicated and painful it might be?

Looking around the exhibit hall, I made sure that no one else was around, because I wouldn't want anyone else to hear anything. But, I also knew, that if I talked about it, there was a risk that he might never talk to me again, because I was a filthy liar in a way, and the truth seemed to be eating me alive.

"Satoshi, I need to tell you something." I quickly said, and almost soon regretted I did. "I-I um... can't read because I don't have my glasses! Can you read what this plaque says?" I told him while pointing to the writing next to the painting, and although he seemed a bit confused, he read it out loud to me anyway, and I thought how close a call that was. True, I wasn't lying because I honestly couldn't read it, but I really didn't care one bit what the plaque said, and I wasn't even listening when he read it to me.

"Now, what did you really want to say?" He asked, and I felt my eyes widen at the fact that he could actually tell that it was just an act. I could tell that he looked completely serious, and I also knew that I had no choice but to come out and say it.

"I-I... er.. um... I... know that you are a Hikari..." I said as quietly as I possibly could, and halved hoped that he didn't hear what I said, but I knew that he had, and his reaction was what I feared most at the moment.

"How... could you know that?" He asked me, which was a much calmer and more rationalized response than I had expected, although, I didn't want to tell him about Seiji, I personally didn't want anyone to know about me having a brother, so I knew I would have to lie.

"I've always known... about everything... including your curse."

I could tell that he was at a loss for words, and I was preparing myself for the worst possible reaction, that he didn't want to see me anymore, and I was a jerk for hiding that I knew. But, he kept a very straight face, so I had no idea what was coming.

"If you know... aren't you afraid of getting hurt when being with me?" And of course I knew what he meant, that his so-called angelic persona that lived inside him would probably want to hurt me, I knew all of that about the Hikari's. That their love could never be, because the curse that they held hurt those close to them, but I didn't care. If for a week that I knew that Satoshi had this condition, yet still feel so passionately about him, I knew that I would look past that barrier that was trying to separate us. Even if those barriers doubled.

"I feel safe with you Satoshi..." I told him, using my right arm to attempt to hug him, and he hesitated for a few seconds before wrapping his arms around my waist and shoulders, returning the embrace.

"But... I have to tell you something." I whispered into his chest. "My family was part of the incident with the Black Wings, although I never quite knew how they were involved, and I never found out... I just know that they were part of that story, but they were cut out as an unimportant part."

And I wish that I had more to tell him, but it just came down as simple as that, the ancestors that I never knew about were somehow connected to his, even though that one event, it seemed like it could be used as a big deal, but in my eyes, the case seemed rather small.

"Now, I'll be honest... That the first time I saw you, I suspected you of hiding something... But I never knew what on earth it could be." He told me gently in my ear, and something about the way he said it made me smirk, not a devious one, but more of a one of sheer amusement. Finding the whole incident humorous in some strange and twisted way that even I may never completely know for myself.

"Do, you want to go to the dance with me?" He asked me, and I automatically nodded my head yes, evne though I didn't have a dress, I think I knew just where I would be able to get one

It wasn't long afterward when he took me back to the hotel, and I decided that I had just about enough excitement and events today, so I had retired to my room. Flopping down on the bed, I realized that Diasuke wasn't back yet, so he must have been still out with Riku.

Pulling out my phone, I texted Risa a message, since I bet she was the type who texted all the time. Hey, do you think you can get me a dress for the dance? After all, it seemed like she would be the best type of person to go to at this... um... how you would say girly times of need.

Not moments later, the phone buzzed in my hand with her reply. Sure! Oh, did someone ask you? :) I'll make sure to get you a really cute dress!

Oh, please don't be pink... Was my first thought, in which I tossed my phone to the side, and went to the bathroom to wash my face. The cold water stung a little bit at first, but then it started to feel refreshing in it's own way.

"what a pain, my glasses are broken, and I don't have a spare..." I told myself out loud while walking back into the main room, where I closed the open window because of the chilly air.

"I think you lookcute without them." I felt someone breath on my neck from behind, and for whatever reason, I decided to scream as loud as I possibly could because of the intruder, but my mouth was soon covered by their hand and muffled the noise. Just when I was on the brink of being completely terrified, I was spun around to see the face of the unwanted guest.

"Dark?" I asked him as soon as he took his hand away from my mouth, and his signiture smirk was twisted on his lips in a flirty fashion. "What are you doing here?"

"Well... Turns out that a day alone with Riku was too much for Daisuke to handle, so naturally, I took over." He said quite cheerfully, which caused me to slightly roll my eyes.

"I see, can you change back into Daisuke? I'm not comfortable sharing a room with you." I told him, and he playfully acted like he was genuinely hurt by my comment.

"How rude you can be sometimes! I'll have you know that I can be quite the gentleman." He started to drone on, and I tried to hide a scoff in response to his claims. "Besides, turning back isn't always so easy... But, you might be able to help me." He said, and I knew that I didn't like the sudden smile on his face.

"What? Me? What can I do?"

"How about if you kiss me, right here?" He said, pointing to his cheek, and I felt disgusted by the suggestion. "I mean, if you don't, I may not turn back all night..." And somehow, giving him a peck on the cheek didn't seem so bad compared to spending the rest of the night with him. Yet, it was something that I refused to do, I had my pride, and I didn't want to just kiss him because of an empty threat he made. I crossed my arms across my chest and turned around, turning my back on him.

"Oh come on? Just once? Do it for Daisuke..." Dark said turning me around again, and I knew alll the tricks he was playing, using my guilt to his advantage. And somehow, it was working.

"Alright..." I said, finally giving in, and he bent down a bit so that I could reach. I closed my eyes so I wouldn' have to look at him while I did it, and went in to kiss his cheek. But at the last second, he turned his head so that his lips were against mine, and when I automatically tried to pull away, he forced my head to stay there as he deepened it for as long as he could, before my stuggling set me free.

"That should work..." He said playfully with a smile on his face before turning into a scarlet colored Daisuke.

"Shizuku... I'm so sorry about that! I-I didn't know he would do that!" He said, apologizing for Dark's behavior. But even though I was furious and felt like I had been used, I put on my best fake smile that I could possibly muster at the moment.

"Don't worry Daisuke... It's not your fault..."

A/N: RIP: Harajuku miniature perfumes Love, Music, G, and Lil' Angel... I'll miss you! But I have doubles in my closet ^.^