D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Contrast ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own D.N.Angel. If I did, Risa would be killed in the first volume. - tortured to death… anyway, don't sue me. I'm (VERY) poor. (Ask my friend Alex! She'll eagerly confirm it!)

 

 

Freaky: Hello strangers! So! This is the third D.N.Angel fanfiction by yours truly, me. (bwahaha)

 

And to the Mediaminer readers: I hope you're not tired of me!!!!

 

Anyway, this is something new. I got this fresh idea, it's kinda weird but I'm not telling why. (*evil laughter*) So READ my lovelies (<- is that a word?) and REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! (ahem, thank you very much.. =P)

 

Oh ya, well, English is my third language.. thingy. So there are plenty of grammar mistakes. Tell me if there are, like, major mistakes! I want my English to INPROVE! Yiir!

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Contrast

 

 

Chapter ONE

 

 

 

“What the fuck?” Dark yelled out loud, “in no fucking way am I gonna waste my holiday with that creep!”

 

“But Dah-aaaaaaaaark!!!!!! Please!” Daisuke looked pleadingly at Dark.

 

“No.”

 

“Coooome oooooon!!!!!!!!! We're talking about two weeks at a five-star hotel… by the BEACH!”

 

“N.O.! Shut up already …stupid kid.”

 

Daisuke bit his lower lip. Damn, he's so stubborn.

 

“Okay… fine, whatever.”

 

Dark smiled... What a relief. Normally Daisuke doesn't give up so easily.

 

“… Anyway, I'm going. Hiwatari-kun said that he doesn't care you're there or not. His going to have fun with me… no matter what…”

 

“Yah yaah… like as if I'd car-… WHAAAT!” Dark shouted out in rage,” WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT LOWLIFE MEAN BY SAYING HE'S GONNA HAVE “FUN” WITH YOU?”

 

“Ooooh… Gee, Dark, I don't know…” Daisuke smirked,” … but I'm looking forward to see Hiwatari-kun with a bathing suit on, he must be hot!”

 

“DAI-CHAN! Can't you see what that bastard is up to?!!” Dark took a deep breath.

 

Daisuke looked up innocently.

 

“What are you talking about, Darkie?”

 

“First, DON'T CALL ME THAT! And second, YOU'RE SO STUPID YOU DIMWIT! HE'S TRYING TO GET LAID… WITH YOU!”

 

Daisuke paused and looked at Dark. Dark could see his reflection in the big, ruby eyes. Then, Daisuke smiled ear to ear.

 

“That wouldn't be so bad.”

“Wha-..”

“Hm… I wonder if he's good in bed…”

“Dai-“

“Oh yeah, he must be. Yeah, definitely. Well, actually, who cares if he's good in bed. As long as he looks goo-“

“Daisuke!!!”

“What!”

“What was that?”

“What was what?”

“The `oooooh, creepy boy is so hot, I want him' THAT what!”

“What's wrong? I have the right to think he's `oh so sexy'… Geez, it's a free country…”

 

Dark was gob smacked. This isn't his cute Dai-chan. He rubbed his nose. That fucking ice cube has brain washed my cute Daisuke.

 

“So… this vacation by the beach…”

 

Daisuke lit up.

 

“Yeah?”

“When is it?”

 

“Uhm… actually, Hiwatari-kun will be here soon.” Daisuke glanced at the clock hanging on wall, “Like, in one and a half hour…”

 

“… What did you say?”

“One and a half hour.”

“Why the heck didn't you tell me a bit earlier!”

“Oh, so you are coming…”

“Ya, whatever.”

 

Daisuke's eyes popped out.

 

“Oh…! Thank you thank you thank you!”

 

Daisuke gave Dark a bear hug and kissed him on the cheek. Dark pushed Daisuke off, blushing.

 

“Okay! Okay!” Dark smiled, ”I'm gonna go upstairs and pack, okay?”

“Okaaay!”

 

Daisuke smiled as Dark murmured:” friggin chibi.”

 

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Dark grinned. He finally managed to somehow smack the suitcase together. It looked like as if it was about to burst. Dark wiped sweat off his head. Then, the doorbell rang.

 

“I GOOOOOT IT!” Daisuke squealed with childish excitement.

 

Dark chuckled and shook his head. Goddamnit, he's too cute! …I'm never gonna give him to you, stupid creep!

 

He grabbed his suitcase and went downstairs.

 

“Yo, creepy boy.”

“'Sup, thief.”

“AH?”

“So! You've decided to come with us…”

“Uh huh.”

 

Dark looked at Satoshi … and he couldn't look away again. Dark opened his mouth and was about to drool. Satoshi was wearing tight dark-blue jeans and a loose grey ripped-off sleeves t-shirt with the graffiti-like text Screw me or die written on it. Dark blinked. That was a straight forwarded message. Dark eyes swallowed Satoshi's muscular yet slim arms. Dark also noticed Satoshi wearing sunglasses instead of normal glasses. Dark gulped and smoothed his clothes. He looked away and cleared his throat.

 

Satoshi smiled and said: “Are you guys ready?”

 

“Yaaah!” Daisuke shouted out loud. He bounced over to Satoshi's jet-black Porsche,” Come ON Dark! Move your ass!”

 

“Shuddup! I'm coming!”

 

Satoshi was already by the car.

Dark locked the door and went over to the others.

 

“So Niwa-kun, why don't you sit in the front with me?”

“Are you aloud to drive? I mean… aren't you… a bit… young?”

“Oh… I have this… I guess you can call it… a special driver's license. Nothing special…”

 

Dark sneered, why is Daisuke sitting up front with that weirdo.

 

Happily, Daisuke hopped in the car. Dark sulked at and also went inside the car. Then Dark choked. Golden light blended his eyes.

 

“What… the…”

 

Daisuke turned around to see what's going on. He gasped.

 

“Kr… KRAD!!”

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(BGM: going down in flames/ Three doors down)