D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Cursed by Blood ❯ Trouble brews ( Chapter 2 )

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Chapter 2

 

Red eyes slowly open and stare unseeingly up at the ceiling above. The teenage boy lays on his back unmoving and his mind registers nothing. An intense jolt of pain through his left arm and ribs snap him into consciousness and he rapidly sits up, and regrets doing so as the pain triples.

 

“Dai! You're awake! Thank goodness! You've been unconscious for an entire week already!” His mother's voice rings out from his right and he turns his head to look closely at his mother. “A week?!” He says quietly not being able to talk to well due to the dryness of his throat. He turns and looks at his alarm clock and notices the time is only 9:30 am.

 

“Today is Friday?” He asks with wide eyes and his mother nods her head. “I'm late for school!!” He shouts and jumps up out of bed, and falls to the ground due to the pain coursing through him. “Dai-sweety, you need to rest.”She says lightly helping Daisuke to his feet. “But Mom, I have to get all my assignments!!” He says slightly panicked not wanting to fall too far behind in school.

 

“Okay.” She says reluctantly. “ I'll drive you to school, but you are to go straight to the nurse's office and phone home if the pain becomes too intense.” He smiles at his mom as she walks out of his room, and gently closes the door behind herself.

 

Daisuke smiles and tenderly scratches Wiz behind the ears. “Kyu.” Wiz squeaks quietly as he looks up at his master and friend. The teenager just smiles. “I'm alright Wiz, don't worry.” He says reassuringly to his companion. He turns and slowly walks away from Wiz who is sitting on his bed, and he moves towards his closet and retrieves his school uniform.

 

He leisurely removes his pyjama top and bottoms, before looking down at the bandages wrapped securely around his upper chest and down the entire length of his left arm, only stopping at his wrist. “Dark?” He asks quietly. `Yes Daisuke?' He answers concern evident in his voice. “Are you okay?” He asks, naturally caring more about others than himself.

 

Dark smiles and chuckles lightly. `Yes Daisuke I'm alright, you're the one I'm worried about.' He says as he looks down upon his tamer. “I'm okay!” The red head reassures him as he pulls on his school uniform, and walks back over to his bed. He tenderly bends down and retrieves his bag from the foot of the bed, and stands straight before slowly exiting the room.

 

He walks down the hall and into the bathroom after having dropped his back pack at the door leading into the bathroom. He flips on the light and stares at his reflection in the mirror, and a look of shocked disbelief adornes his face.

 

He stares at himself closely and notes that his hair looks exactly like Dark's except that it is still its crimson color. He also remarks he has grown, and is now only three inches shorter than Dark himself. His body has somehow become more built, making him look incredibly handsome. Even more then the legendary thief himself.

 

“Dark!? What's happening?! I look sort of like you?!” He questions loudly his red eyes wide, and a flush makes its way across his handsome face. Dark shrugs and smiles. `Maybe you just matured... or hit puberty.' He mentally vocalizes with a slight smirk that makes his tamer turn an even more brilliant shade of magenta.

 

“Dark!!” He says feeling very embarrassed, as he quickly washes his face, and exits the bathroom after turning the light off. He scoops his bag up and slowly walks down the stairs to the main floor of his house. Emiko is standing at the base of the stairs, smiling up at her son, eyes filled with pride.

 

“Come on then, let's get going so that you aren't too terribly late.” Emiko says as she opens Daisuke's pack and slips his lunch inside. “I told the school that you had fallen down the stairs and crashed into the china cabinet as a reason for your absence.” Daisuke looks at her as a blush makes its way across his cheeks. “Mom!!” He squeaks slightly, feeling highly embarrassed.

 

She merely smiles and gently ushers her son out of the house and into the passenger side of the car. She then climbs into the driver's side and buckles herself in. After having made sure Daisuke was secured aswell, she places her key in the ignition and starts the car.

 

She slowly backs out of the driveway and drives carefully to his school. “I already phoned the school and they know you are coming so you don't have to stop by at the office. Just head straight to class.” Emiko says to her son as he unbuckles his seat-belt and climbs out of the car. “Okay! Thanks mom!” He says smiling happily.

 

He closes the car door and slowly moves through the gateas his mother drives off. Moments later he makes his way through the front doors, and silently heads to his locker. Daisuke places his belongings into it and turns before moving towards his classroom.

 

Daisuke walks quietly down the hall and stops just outside the door. He slowly slides it open and flushes a brilliant shade of red as all the eyes of the room's occupants swivle towards him. He begins to sweat out of nerves and runs his right hand over his neck trying to ignore some of the intense looks directed at him. The handsome ignores the whispered coversations, making comments about his looks.

 

Red meets blue, as both boys' eyes lock onto each others. The teacher having finally gotten her sense back smiles warmly at him. “Welcome back Daisuke. How are you feeling?” She questions as she notes the bandages wrapped firmly around his left arm. “I'm okay!” He says with his goofy grin as he winces slightly before making his way to his desk, and tenderly sits down.

 

“Okay class! I was so impressed by your poems and songs that you have written over the past two weeks, that I have decided that we are going to make a book. I want all of you to write either three poems or three songs that you want to submit into the book!” She says happily and half the class groans having hoped that they were finished with that.

 

“No...” She is suddenly interrupted as the door flies open and men in black suits wearing sunglasses race in guns held in their hands. “No body move!” One says as he points his gun at the teacher while twenty men, all armed, walk in behind him.

 

“Alright cuff all their right hands to their desks, except,” He continues, “For that boy.” He says as he points at Daisuke. The class sits still and silent, fear emanating from a good portion of them, easily allowing the men to cuff each of them to their desks. "I can see tomorrow's headline! 'Local School Taken Hostage!'" Mutters Takeshi stars visible in his eyes.

 

Satoshi coldly watches the men bind the students one by one to the desks, and he sends a cold glare to the man who attaches a cuff to his hand. The man merely gulps and moves away as fast as possible, feeling intimidated by the blue haired boy.

 

After the entire class is secured, the two men then roughly grab Daisuke by his under arms and yank the poor injured boy out of his desk. He winces in pain as his bruised ribs and left arm protest about being handled none too gently. The two men drag him to the front of the class as a tall, yet thin, metal pillar appears in the front, at the center of the room. Several students blink as Dasiuke is moved towrds it forcefully.

 

The men push Daisuke's back to the pole and chain his wrists up behind it, then proceed to do the same thing with his feet. The man who seems to be in charge pulls out a walkie talkie. “Sir, the class is secured and the Niwa is chained to the front as you asked.” He reports in a proud voice. “Good.” A silky response meet his ears, and he lowers the walkie talking and places it on the waistband of his pants.

 

The door opens yet again and in walks a person that makes the entire class gasp and stare at in amazement. The man standing in the doorway is positively handsome. He has black and silver eyes that are slightly squinted, long deep green hair hanging over his shoulder in a neat ponytail. He is at least seven feet tall, and is extremely well built. Under his left eyes is a black fang shaped tattoo, he has an Adam's apple, he is wearing a black choker, and his top is basically two metal shoulder armor plates held on by thick leather straps. He is also wearing a tight fitting pair of black jeans, and he has a great pair of black and silver dragon wings sprouted out from his back.

 

“Wow he's hot.” Several of the girls whisper, stunned by the handsome specimen standing in the door to the class. “Not as hot as Dark...” Adds Risa as she watches him closely. The handsome creature who couldn't possibly be human, keeps his eyes glued to the individual chained at the front of the class.

 

“Boss!” The leading man in black says as he bows to his master. “I trust everything is to your liking?” He questions, not wanting his master to be upset in any way. The attractive man nods and slowly closes the door behind him before walking towards Daisuke. He stops in front of the gorgeous boy and looks down at him, despite Daisuke's impressive height.

 

“Hello young Niwa.” He says silkily as he gently caresses the red head's cheek with his elegant hand. “I am Toraisu.” He says and Daisuke blushes at the caress of his cheek. The entire class watches, many of their mouths open, imitating a gaping fish.

 

“I suppose you are wondering why I am here, and have taken you and your classmates hostage.” He says staring deeply into the younger boys crimson eyes. Daisuke swallows audibly. “Uh.. Yeah!” He says feeling slightly panicked.

 

“Well you see.... I love you Daisuke.” He admits lightly as half the class look at him, shock written all over their faces as they all look on in disbelief, as a few girls giggle in the background. The chained teen, looks at the man standing in front of him with a furious blush staining his cheeks, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly.

 

“Niwa... Since the moment I laid my eyes upon you, I have lusted after you, and once I saw how pure, innocent and naive you are, I fell in love. Now... I will make you mine forever....” He says as he slaps Daisuke painfully across the cheek, leaving the students and the slapped boy all in varying states of shock.

 

Dark grows angry and easily takes over Daisuke's body, though he stays in the boy's form as Daisuke sits in surprise at the back of their mind. Dark defiantly turns his face back to face the monster who dare slap his tamer. Dark smirks and the strange look seems so foreign on the innocent boy's face.

 

Riku stares at the winged man appalled by what he did to Daisuke, before she gulps at the strange look on her Niwa's face. Satoshi's eyes narrow slightly as he realizes his friend's body is now under the control of the Phantom Thief.

 

“Well, well, well... It seems the tables have turned...” Toraisu says as he takes a step back from the boy. “It is time you come out and play.” He voices as a smirk plays about his lips giving him a sinister look. A few of the more `creative' students giggle at that remark thinking something perverted was being said there.

 

Toraisu sighs. “You won't agree.... You need a reason to... I know.” He says as a plan formulates in the sick and twisted depths of his mind. He snatches the gun out of one of his many lackeys' hands, and points the gun at Daisuke's forehead. Dark smirks larger, knowing full well he won't kill Daisuke.

 

He then points the gun at once of the students in the front row, and smiles cruelly. “Do it.... Or this boy won't live to hit puberty.” Toraisu's voice sounds smooth and convincing, and Dark and Daisuke both agree that their hidden identity isn't worth keeping at the price of another's life.

 

Dark sighs and looks down. “You win Toraisu....” He continues as he looks at his classmates. “I'm sorry...” Dark closes his eyes, as he feels himself transform into his own body, and he becomes the Legendary Phantom Thief Dark in front of his entire class.

 

His classmates stare at him in awe and shock, never having suspected the innocent red head to be, in reality, the greatest Art thief in all of history. Riku's eyes widden. “It... it... wasn't a dream then...” She says to herself utterly stunned, as Risa bursts out into tears. “Dark loved me and I turned him down!!” She shrieks feeling ashamed of herself.

 

Satoshi's eyes widen as Dark is revealed to the entire class. `He would sacrifice his secret and hidden identity for the life of a mere human...' Krad states from the confines of his tamer's mind. `We will too... I owe him too much to let him do this alone.' Satoshi mentally makes up his mind.

 

Satoshi's hair suddenly lengthens and turns blonde, his eyes turn gold and his body grows somewhat bigger. Wings painfully burst from his back and there is Krad sitting in all his glory in a high school desk. All the students gasp and look at the now transformed Satoshi, recognizing him as the being who had fought Dark last Friday on television."There are celebrities in our classroom!!! I could have dated one!!” One of the girls cries out, suddenly depressed.

 

Toraisu laughs as he looks at Krad. “Decided to join the party too?” He teases as he looks at the blond with deep loathing visible in his eyes. Krad just smirks evilly as he wrenches his hand free of the handcuff and he swiftly stands.

 

All Toraisu's minions point their guns at Krad, as both entities glare at each other both for their own reasons. Dark uses Toraisu's distraction, provided by Krad to his advantage, and swiftly breaks out of his bindings. He then steps forward having regained everyone's attention yet again. “Never thought I'd say this... but thanks Krad...” Dark mutters almost grudgingly.

 

“So the kleptomaniac has easily escape his restraints, unimpressive.” The cocky creature/person thing says almost boringly. “Big words for such a small brained person... It's a pity you're a pedophile.... Hitting on poor, naive and defenseless little boys...” Dark says pulling Toraisu's chains a little.

 

In one swift movement, Toraisu lunges forward and hits Dark hard in the cheek using the gun, and the impact makes him fall unceremoniously to the ground. Glaring, Dark rubs off the trail of blood running down his cheek before swiftly standing and glaring at the bastard, as collective gasps course through the room.

 

Satoshi feels his first waves of anger flowing through his body. `How dare that bastard hurt MY Niwa!' Satoshi screams enraged in their mind before his eyes widen at what he just thought. “Hmpf.... It's my job to get kicks out of hurting the thief not yours.... After all he and I have been rivals for many centuries now....” He says anger lacing his words as he puts his tamer's thoughts to the back of his mind.

 

Dark does a face fault. “Damn homicidal blond....” He mutters feeling rather perturbed at just being the deranged lunatic's main source of entertainment. The entire class acts like fish yet again, each wondering if they were in some bizarre dream, where two angels, centuries old, go to school with them. Some of the students begin to wonder if they are insane and just living some disturbing hallucination.

 

“I am not `homicidal'” Krad defends himself and turns to glare at Dark. The phantom theif turns and glares back. “Yeah you are! Not Homicidal my ass.” Shouts Dark, and the two get themselves into an argument. “If I were homicidal, you and everyone in this room would be dead!” Shouts Krad as his glare intensifies.

 

“Fine!! You're a wannabe homicidal blonde then!” Dark shouts in retaliation as he sticks his tongue out like a mere child would. “Yeah! Well you smell funny!” Krad says hotly being at a loss of rude things to say. Everyone in the room watches the exchange like a tennis match, heads moving from one person to another.

 

“Oh yeah! Well your creator is so fat, he made the world fall on an axis!” Dark shouts as he clenches his fists and glares menacingly at the blonde, all else forgotten “Well your tamer is so fat that whenever he goes into an elevator he ends up in the basement!” Krad retorts with a sneer.

 

“Well! You're a dumb blond!” Dark sticks his nose into the air and smirks. “And you are a hormone driven numbskull!” Krad mimics Dark's pose. “And your tamer is so skinny people often mistake him for a light post!” Yells Dark fully enjoying himself. “Yea! And your tamer is so weak he has to get girls to do things for him!”

 

Takeshi blinks several times before breaking out into a massive grin. “Either I'm a deranged lunatic who's stoned or I've just found the BIGGEST scoop of my life! I'll be the best reporter ever after this!” He says as he drifts into fantasies of himself, the World's greatest reporter.

 

Dark stubbornly crosses his arms. “Well! Your tamer wears women's undergarments!” He shouts still glaring. “Oh Yeah! Your tamer picks his nose And eats it!” Krad roars back, placing his hands on his hips. “Your tamer is a man whore!” hollers Dark. “In your dreams you homosexual bastard!”

 

Risa and Riku both exchange a wide eyed look, surprised that they knew such foul language, and would stoop so low as to argue so pointlessly over God knows what.

 

“That's it! You're going down!!” Dark screams venomously as he pounces on Krad and knocks the taller blonde to the ground. He wraps his hands firmly around Krad's neck and attempts to strangle him, and the blonde does the same thing. Both of them try to strangle each other while rolling around the classroom floor, acting more like a cat and mouse, then whatever they are.

 

Someone suddenly clears their throat and both angelic beings blink and freeze. Krad on top with his hands around Dark's neck, and Dark on the bottom hands firmly around Krad's neck. “Uh... I hate to break it to you two.... but ... WE ARE ALL HOSTAGES HERE!!” Shouts Takeshi, and both combatants look at each other momentarily before climbing quickly to their feet.

 

They both laugh sheepishly. “Oh yeah...” Dark mutters. “Forgot about that.” Krad whispers, and both entities turn their attentions back towards the more `important' matters. “Now that you two are... uh.... normal again.... Perhaps we can continue where we left off...” Toraisu says annoyance clearly evident in his voice and posture.

 

“Sure thing!” Says Dark, feeling rather riled up courtesy of Krad as he lunges forward and punches Toraisu in the jaw with all the strength he has, sending the cocky creature flying full throttle into the wall behind him. “You would not believe how good that felt!” Dark laughs, while smiling like a child in a candy shop.

 

All of Toraisu's minions gulp and edge a few steps away from the psychotic pair standing at the front of the classroom. The dragon winged man thing stands and massages his jaws before letting out an evil laugh. “Fine I'll let you go! But I will be back for my prize later! The Niwa will be mine!” He cackles as everyone exchanges looks agreeing that he is a nutter who deserves to be locked up in a foam room wearing a `hug-me' jacket.

 

He and his little collage of minions are all suddenly surrounded in smoke and once the vile grey clouds disperse, the room is void of any of the wannabe Men in Blacks and their problematic leader. Dark and Krad exchange a look that says `Now what?'

 

Dark rolls up the sleeves of Daisuke's too small uniform top and says. "Time to do what a thief does best!” He takes a few steps forward before Krad's question reaches his ears. “Sexually assault young offenders?”

 

A twitch is visible above Darks left eye as he whips around and glares at Krad. "Ready for another round, pretty boy?" He sneers and clenches his fists. "No.. I rather not break another nail...” Krad responds mellowly as he inspects his nails closely.

 

A good portion of the class sweet drops and the teacher gets up from her desk to `try' and get everyone to calm down. “Okay! If anyone wants to come with me to the nurse's office to get their heads examined, please raise your hand.” She states and notices more then 3/4 of the class raises their hands.

 

Krad and Dark exchange a look that says, `If we don't erase their memories this is going to leak out and cause major issues for both of our tamers.' Krad nods and looks around the class. “Before anyone leaves , may I have your attention please?” He asks politely and waits for people to do as they are told.

 

Moments later everyone's attention is focused on the blonde angel. “Okay I want everyone to look into my eyes,” He continues as everyone but Dark listens and does as they are told out of curiosity. “You are all getting sleepy....” The students and teacher all close their eyes, “Now when I clap my hands you'll all act like random animals...” He says and Dark elbows him in the ribs with a glare indicating he shouldn't mess around.

 

Krad nods before continuing, making his voice travel over top of the sounds of the random `animals' living in the classroom. “Now when you awaken from his state you'll remember nothing that happened today in school.” All the people stop what they are doing, and Krad quickly claps his hand before he and Dark race out of the room fast enough to be unnoticed.

 

The class slowly comes to their senses and blink several time wondering why they are handcuffed to their desks. “Um.... What is this?” Asks Riku as she gently tugs at the piece holder her to her desk. “I can see the headline already! Legendary top ranking reporter Takeshi Saehara's class is stumped by the unknown and sudden appearance of handcuffs on his class!!” He says proudly with stars in his eyes.

 

The teacher looks around. "Uh... Does anyone know where Satoshi..." She is unable to finish her sentance as the beel signalling lunch rings and the entire class runs our eager for not only food but time to just relax and no one notices the the hand cuffs just dissapear... "Wow... time sure seemed to fly this morning..." The teacher mutters as she too goes to get her lunch.

 

Having both gotten their lunches, Daisuke and Satoshi, after transforming back, arrive on the roof of the school, where they normally eat. The two teens sit down, exhausted from the day's events. "Satoshi! I'm SO sorry about what Dark said today!" Daisuke appologises as his face gains another flush.

 

"It's alright... I too appologize for Krad's rash and rude behavior." Satoshi says as he opens his juice box, and takes a long sip. Daisuke unwraps his lunch and pulls out a pair of chopsticks. "Want some? I have plenty!" The red head looks up and smiles brightly at his friend.

 

Satoshi sighs, used to hearing that question almost every day. He frowns momentairly before deciding to try it to make the red haired boy not worry so much about his health. "Very well." He says lightly and Daisuke eagerly hands him his spare set of chopsticks. The blue haired beauty snaps them apart before picking up a small piece of one of the many delectable looking foods in there.

 

Daisuke watches eagerly, feeling extremely happy, even after such a peculiar morning. Satoshi places the food in his mouth and tenderly chews it before swallowing eyes slightly wider than normal. "Delicious." He states, fully surprised at the perfect taste.

 

"I'm glad you like it! My mom made it, and everyone loves her cooking! Eat all you want!" Daisuke smiles his typical grin as he recommences eating along with Satoshi. After all the food is gone, both boys' stomach are full with food, as they both had an even portion of it.

 

"We can share my lunch every day! If you want of course!" Daisuke says nervously while rubbing the back of his neck hoping he hasn't offended the yound commander in any way shape or form. Satoshi lets a rare smile grace his handsome lips and he nods his head ever so slightly. "I would like that." He comments and looks closely at Daisuke.

 

Daisuke rounds up any mess they may have made, and stands. "Do you want to come with me so I can put it in my locker?" The red head inquires looking down at the still seated Satoshi. The person questioned, nods and stands, and then follows the Niwa through the door leading to the stairs and down to the floor where the lockers are.

 

They walk in silence through the bustling halls, easily avoiding students racing this way and that. Minutes later they arrive at Daisuke's locker and he opens it up. A letter falls out as he opens it and Satoshi retrieves it from the ground as Daisuke puts his things away.

 

Daisuke closes his locker and turns around, and takes the letter that Satoshi is holding out towards him. He frowns slightly, curious as to who would leave him a letter. It's not like he Daisuke Niwa has a fan club. With slightly sweaty fingers he opens the envelope and closely reads the letter. Once he is done the letter falls from his limp fingers as his eyes widen in disbelief.

 

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Alright, that's all for this chapter. I do apologise for the cliff-hanger, but I'll try and update A.S.A.P. Thank you kindly for reading, and PLEASE review, I beg of you. I really want to know your opinions on my story so far. Thanks again, Ja!!