Slytherin – Fanatic 911: Howdy Y'all! Did all of you have a wonderful New Year's? I know I did. Seeing all of my little cousins was WONDERFUL! But enough of that, I'm sure you don't want to hear about them so I shall get right into the chapter! Frizzle!

Frizzle: Yes ma'am! Disclaimer: Slytherin- Fanatic 911 does not own D N Angel or JunJou Romantica but she does own her own character Sayuri (Satoshi-kun's twin sister). Now… ON WITH THE STORY!

Misaki awkwardly sat on the couch in Satoshi's apartment looking at his surroundings. He could only hear the ticking of the clock, his own breathing and the faint sound of Satoshi's sobs coming from the closed door of his room. The moment that Kei Hiwatari had left the apartment, Satoshi had ran off and shut himself in his room. Sayuri and Krad had followed him, leaving Misaki all by himself.

The night had obviously not turned out the way it was supposed to and Misaki felt awkward and out of place. Kei's presence was unexpected and by him showing up, it had caused something inside of Satoshi to 'snap'. Thinking back on the meal though, what Satoshi and Kei had talked about confused Misaki. The twins had never mentioned the reason of why they moved away before or where they had moved from. Kei had said something about a place called 'Azumano', but Misaki had never heard of a place by that name before.

'I moved here so I could get away from those people!' Satoshi's voice rang throughout Misaki's head, leaving him wondering who exactly the people that Satoshi was referring to were. Could it be the Niwa boy that Kei had referenced? Why did Satoshi get so angry when Kei said that name? There had to be something connecting it all, but what?

At that point though, Misaki heard a door open and close and footsteps coming down the hall. He looked up and saw Krad come into view. His long blonde hair was free from its ponytail and somewhere along the way Krad had taken off his shirt, leaving his chest gleaming in the moonlight. The blonde man walked over to the kitchen and rinsed his hands under the tap water before walking to the couch opposite Misaki and collapsing upon it.

Misaki examined Krad for a moment before clearing his throat and asking quietly, "Where's Azumano? Hiwatari-san mentioned it before but I've never heard of it."

Krad looked over at Misaki, looking slightly exhausted and answered, "It's a small town on the coast of Japan. Most people haven't heard of it before."

"And that's where you, Satoshi and Sayuri moved from, right?" Misaki asked.

Golden eyes met green for a brief moment before Krad asked, "What are you doing on Saturday night?"

Misaki blinked once and replied, "Nothing, why?"

"I was thinking that Sayuri-sama, Satoshi-sama and I could go over to your apartment and cook dinner for you, Usami-san, your brother and his family," Krad replied, closing his eye tiredly.

There was a brief silence throughout the room in which Misaki thought about Krad's proposal. He looked to the tired blonde and realized that if it worked out then Usagi wouldn't be so over-protective and would actually allow him to hang out with his friends more often. He smiled and then said to Krad, "That's a good idea. Perhaps Usagi-san will get along with you and Satoshi if he gets to know you better."

Krad nodded and murmured, "Perhaps," before drifting off to sleep.

-JunJou Romantica-

…With Daisuke, in Azumano…

Daisuke lay back on his bed, his arms encircled around Riku's waist. He sighed lazily and looked up to the ceiling. His girlfriend relaxed back into his arms and gave a soft smile which he returned. There was a pleasant silence between the two for a while which gave Daisuke time to think. Many things ran through his mind, cluttering his thoughts so it took a while for him to sort through everything. The thing that was on the forefront of Daisuke's mind however was his trip to Tokyo. It didn't matter that the Historical Ball was in two weeks, all that mattered to him at that moment was the fact that after four years, he was finally going to talk to Satoshi.

"Ne Daisuke-kun," Riku said, looking up at him, "what will you be wearing to the Historical Ball?"

Daisuke was pulled from his thoughts by Riku's question. He looked into her brown eyes and replied, "Well I was just thinking of wearing a suit. Why, is it important?"

Riku sat up and turned around to face Daisuke properly. Her gaze was set and she had a stern expression upon her face. "Of course it's important, Daisuke-kun! Since we'll be going together, not only do we have to match, but what you wear will reflect upon me! So I can't have you just wearing some plain old suit, it will look bad!"

Daisuke blinked a few times, slightly shocked at Riku's out-burst. Obviously he didn't understand the way Riku's mind worked, even after all this time. "What should I wear then?" his voice sounding slightly astounded.

A knowing smile came over Riku's face. The look frightened Daisuke but he didn't say anything. She examined him for a moment before declaring, "You have to wear something that's elegant, yet simple but also matches perfectly with what I wear and suits your style at the same time."

Daisuke looked confused at Riku. He had no idea that a suit could say so much. "And what suit says all that?"

Riku gave a high pitched giggle, which slightly annoyed Daisuke and replied, "Don't worry about it. How about we go shopping on Saturday, when I don't have work? I can help you pick out something that's appropriate and matches with what I'm wearing. It might be a bit hard though since it's this close to the ball…"

She trailed off into thought, leaving Daisuke to think over what the brunette just said. He had been planning to visit Tokyo that weekend to scope out the museum where the Angel's Despair was. He supposed he could skip it, but a small part of him was hoping that he would see either Satoshi or Sayuri when he was there. Riku wasn't going to let him pass on the trip so he had to go along.

"Is there something wrong, Daisuke-kun?" Riku questioned when she noted the look on her boyfriend's face.

"It's just," started Daisuke, feeling slightly awkward, "I was planning on going to Tokyo to see the museum where Dark's next target in (A/N: Go to my story The Art of Moving On for more details ;)) this weekend."

Riku's eyes immediately narrowed at the mentioned of Tokyo. Things had been more tense than usual between the couple ever since Daisuke had mentioned that he was going to Tokyo. Riku wanted him to refuse the offer but since hearing about Sayuri there was no way he was going to refuse.

"You still haven't refused the offer yet?" Riku asked her voice cold.

"Of course not," Daisuke defended. "I'm not going to pass up this opportunity to study in a Tokyo University just because you don't want me to go!"

"It's not just that!" Riku argued back, raising her voice. "What if you get caught by the police or something? I heard from Risa that Police Inspector Hiwatari is really strict on criminals!"

Daisuke felt his heart skip when Riku said that name. The name that had tormented him for so many years… "I-Inspector Hiwatari?" he stuttered out. "Wh-who's he? What else did Harada-san say about him?"

Riku covered her mouth with a slight gasp, as if it was an accident that she said that name. She saw Daisuke narrow his eyes, suspicion clear in his eyes. She got up quickly and said in a sort of hurried voice, "I-I have to be going, you know, I have work in the morning and I need to get up."

Just as Riku was at the door, Daisuke stood up and walked to her. He stood in front of her and asked in a demanding tone, "How long have you known about this 'Inspector Hiwatari'? Why didn't you tell me sooner? You know that I've been looking for them!"

Riku looked scared as she stared at Daisuke towering over. She glanced up into her eyes quietly, "I fo-forget, since Riku only mentioned him passing so it didn't really register who she was talking about."

Daisuke slammed his hands into his door as rage filled him. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes so he didn't dare look at Riku as she opened the door and left with a quick "good bye". When the door had closed behind Riku, Daisuke collapsed on the floor and buried his face in his hands, crying uncontrollably. He heard Dark's voice in his mind trying to console him but he ignored it. He knew shouting at Riku was pointless, but he couldn't help it. Being so close, yet so far from Satoshi was taking its strain on him. Soon though he would be able to see Satoshi again and tell him how much he loves him.

-D N Angel-

…In Tokyo, with Satoshi…

Satoshi stared at the paper that was in his hands, trembling with fear and rage. His vision blurred for a second as memories were brought to the surface of his mind. People spoke around him, discussing issues about the crime rate and the latest murderer but none of it was processed. How could this happen? He had been sure he'd erased all traces of their old life when they moved, so how was it possible that she found him? Why was she contacting him now? What did she want? Satoshi looked at the neat script on the page, barely processing it. Someone called his name so he looked up.

"Yo, Inspector Hiwatari when was that meeting we were supposed to go to again? The one about policies or something," a man with brown hair said as he looked at Satoshi, expecting an answer.

Satoshi gazed at the man for a moment before replying in a robotic voice, "One thirty. We agreed meeting after lunch would be best."

"Alright awesome, see you then," the man walked away, raising his hand in farewell.

Once he was gone, Satoshi looked back down at the letter and read through it again for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Dear Inspector Hiwatari,

I am writing this letter not to praise you or commend you on catching that rapist, although your actions are quite wonderful. Instead I am writing to tell you that it has come to my recent attention that you bear quite a resemblance to an old classmate of mine from middle school. He was very popular, smart and you both have the same unusual hair colour. Although this may seem trivial to you, I assure you it is not to me.

This person that I speak of was a dear friend to one of my friends and they were devastated when this person and their family abruptly moved away. I understand if you would not like to respond to me, but please, it would make my friend over-joyed if he found his friend again. My friend is called Daisuke Niwa and his friend, that I believe to be you, is Satoshi Hiwatari. Please reply to me by email, phone call or letter. My details are on the back.

Yours truly,

Risa Harada

Satoshi put the letter face down on his desk and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. He cleared his mind, trying to gather his thoughts but memories of the past couldn't be supressed. Why…? Why did she have to appear now? An image of a red haired boy was brought forth in his mind. Tears streaked his face as he looked and spoke the words that chilled Satoshi's heart, 'I'm sorry Satoshi-kun, but I can't be with you'. He felt tears rush forth to his eyes, so to quell them Satoshi bit his lip. He opened his eyes and looked around to see several people staring at him, wondering what had happened. Unable to stand it, he stood up shakily and yelled out, "Hurry up and get back to work!" before storming off.

-JunJou Romantica-

…With Risa…

Risa sat on the grounds of Mitsuhashi University, relaxing beside her roommate and friend, Asuka. They both had time off from classes so they had decided to come over to a sunny spot in the grounds to relax. She observed the scenery around her and saw two men sitting beneath a shady tree. There was a brunette and a grey haired one. Both seemed to be causally conversing about some topic or another. She turned her attention back to Asuka and asked her, "So how has your class been? Has your sensei been mean to you lately?"

Asuka turned her dark blue eyes to look at Risa and scoffed. "He's always mean to us. Hasn't been as bad lately though, maybe he's finally gotten laid?"

Risa smiled and laughed at her friends words. Asuka was always talking about how terrible her teacher, Kamijou-sensei, was and how much he needed to be laid. She enjoyed hearing the talks and complaints of how unfair he was, especially when it came to his favourite student. According to Asuka, she was top of the class, called the teacher 'Kamijou-kun' and had light blue hair. Asuka has thought it strange that someone had blue hair so she ignored her and whenever she mentioned her in conversation she called her 'Bluebell'.

"Maybe that's a good thing," Risa replied. "Maybe you won't get much work this time."

"Ha! I doubt it!" Asuka laughed disbelievingly. "He'll be back to normal in no time at all. Almost gave us all another essay today."

Risa frowned and questioned her friend, "What stopped him?"

"Bluebell's going away for a week and she didn't want to miss out on any new work. One good thing about her being teacher's pet I suppose," answered Asuka looking at the two men sitting under the tree.

Risa looked over as well, examining them to see if she should ask them out. Before she could make up her mind, a blue haired girl wearing a dark pair of jeans and a grey sweater walked over to them and sat down next to the brunette. Risa blinked a few times and asked Asuka, "Is that her? Is that the bluebell you're always going on about?"

Asuka raised an eyebrow and responded, "Yeah that's her. Not many other blue haired people except for her brother. Hiwatari Sayuri's her name."

Risa felt her jaw drop. It had only been by chance that she realized who Inspector Hiwatari was. So for Asuka to have been going to class with Sayuri Hiwatari, it must've been fate. Risa stood up, unable to contain herself. There was only a small chance that Inspector Hiwatari was going to reply so she had to take the opportunity and talk to Sayuri.

Risa turned to Asuka and said to her, "I'll be back," before walking over to the trio. She could feel her heart beat with every step that she took. It had been a long time since she had seen or spoken to Sayuri or her brother and finally to get the chance after four long years… She took a deep breath as she neared the group and when she was standing over them, she cleared her throat to announce her presence.

Sayuri, the brunette and the grey haired one turned to look at her, surprise and confusion on all of their faces. Risa felt her face heat up and her mind go blank. She couldn't do it. It had been too long. She was too nervous to talk to her. No, she had to do it; if not for herself, then for Daisuke. He had been the one wanting to see them after all. So Risa mustered up all of her courage and said in as calm a manner as possible, "He-hello, my friend and I over there have just been discussing you and I wanted to say hi."

Sayuri peered around Risa to see Asuka and spoke in a soft manner, which surprised Risa, "Why were you and Miyazaki-san speaking about us?"

"We-well it was mainly about you actually," Risa replied, taking another deep breath. "She told me your name so I wanted to come over and say hi. It has been such a long time after all, Hiwatari-san."

Sayuri, now utterly confused, asked, "How has it been a long time? I've never met you before."

This was it, Risa realized. This was the moment when she revealed who she was. There would be happy laughter and tears and Sayuri would tell her everything about why she left and she would meet up with Daisuke and everything would be fine. She braced herself and said, "We have met before. We went to middle school together. It's me, Hiwatari-san, Risa Harada."

-D N Angel-

…With Hiroki…

Hiroki examined the site in front of him, feeling his eye brow twitch in annoyance. Why did he still have to put up with all of this nonsense, even after all these years? He closed his eyes, breathed in and out several times before opening them and assessed the scene in front of him. Krad was currently in the kitchen baking what seemed to be chocolate chip cookies and muffins. That wasn't the part that Hiroki was angry about. The thing that annoyed him the most was the fact that Krad was doing the baking in only a pair of sweat pants. If he had to admit it though, Hiroki has seen Krad in less then sweat pants but the fact that he'd never seen him in anything more than sweat pants in four years out weighed that. His frown deepened so finally he said, "I'm sorry to interrupt your baking Krad, but can you please go and put on a shirt?"

Krad looked up from the bowl of cookie dough and raised a fine, golden, pierced eyebrow. Hiroki twitched again as he saw the eyebrow and nose piercing. They were stupid and completely unprofessional.

"I'm so sorry to disappoint you, Hiroki-san but seeing as I live here I'm going to have to refuse your request," Krad said, his voice as elegant and regal as ever.

"Isn't it inappropriate to be half-naked in front guests though?" Hiroki retorted, stepping into the apartment.

Krad gave a piercing glare with his golden eyes. He put down the wooden spoon that he was holding and walked over to Hiroki, hands on hips. "What business do you have here, Hiroki-san? What could be so important that you had to drag your self over here?"

Hiroki scoffed and responded, "Well since I don't normally come over, I do have a reason. I heard you guys were going away for a week so I wanted to give Hiwatari-san the material for the lessons she will miss."

Krad averted his gaze from Hiroki and said, "Put it on the table and I will make sure Sayuri-sama receives it."

Hiroki nodded once and placed the file on the table. He turned to leave the apartment but as he was doing so, he gave one last glare to Krad. In doing so, he saw, just as Krad was turning to go back to his baking, something silver blue flash on the back of the blonde's neck. Hiroki stopped, walked back over to Krad and grabbed his wrist. The blonde stopped and looked around in surprise but paused when he felt his soft hair being pushed from the back of his neck.

Hiroki gaped as he saw the silver blue cross revealed. The words Hikari Angel were written in a beautiful cursive script across the horizontal axis. He had known Krad for several years now, but never once had he seen this tattoo. It didn't look like a recent acquisition like the piercings were, it looked older. What was the story behind it?

"When the fuck did you get a tattoo?" were the first words that Hiroki graciously spoke.

Krad pulled out of his grip and stepped back. Painful memories were brought forth, bringing tears with them. No one was ever supposed to know about the tattoo. He covered it nearly everyday with magic. Today he must've forgotten.

"That is none of your business," Krad said, wanting nothing more than for Hiroki to leave.

Just as Hiroki was about to retort, Satoshi stepped through the door. He looked up; slightly surprised that Hiroki was there but said nothing and instead walked over to the hallway and disappeared. Hiroki didn't question him though. He gave one last look at Krad, surprised to see him holding back tears and walked out the door, closing it behind him.

Slytherin – Fanatic 911: THANK YOU all very much for reading chapter five of Junai Angels! I'm very proud to have written this and I hope you all have enjoyed this chapter very much! I'm sorry to say that Daisuke and Satoshi still have another few chapters until they talk so bear with me! If you want to know the story behind Krad's tattoo, just go to my profile and click on the story called, Tattoos and Piercings. My writing wasn't as good as it is now, but please read it anyway ^.^' Same goes for The Art of Moving. Anyway, I'm glad that this chapter is finished, the next thing I shall be working on is probably chapter five of Natsuyasumi V2. After that, hopefully it shall be The Thief's Escape. For now I shall say good bye, please review and see you in the next chapter!

Ja Bye Bye Ne!

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