D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Fragments of Lost Memories ❯ First Encounters and Misplaced Dreams ( Chapter 1 )

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Fragments of Lost Memories

Ch. 1 First encounters and misplaced dreams


A/N: This story takes place after the phantom theif Dark's battles with Krad. Both had dissapeared from Daisuke and Satoshi's lives and
the two vessels had lost their memories. Daisuke went on to Marry Riku Harada, and Satoshi went on living alone. Both became very
wealthy after grad school, Daisuke owned a loan corporation in America and Satoshi took over his fathers company. Dark and Krad were never
heard from again.



The sun was shining brightly through the curtains, flowing radiantly into my office like beams of renewal dancing across my
skin. That's how I always imagined the sun; a symbol of hope, change, and a bright future. I had a mountain's worth of paperwork on my
desk from clients hoping for loans to start their own business, buy a car, even a house. Most of them I had to deny with a heavy
heart, mainly due to bad credit. I know from prime example how difficult it is to start off with nothing. I had a pretty simple
life growing up. I didn't have a lot of money in my family but I remember my family was happy, and always cheerful. Especially
my mother, Emiko. She always had more energy than the rest of us, and I remember feeling tired just being around her. We were
always together and I grew up cherishing that principle; family was the most important thing.
My childhood crush and I ended up getting married; Riku Harada and I had a beautiful little girl we named Saya. We moved to
America after Grad school and I started my own business, so I could properly support them. I glanced to the protriat of them
sitting next to my laptop and smiled. They were my life, and I could never imagine loosing them.
A knock on my door came suddenly, and urgently; a blonde woman with deep red lipstick came running in. Her too tight skirt had
stretched unecessarily tightly over her legs causing her steps to be short and brisk. Her black blouse was bottoned up to her neck,
giving no impression she had been one of the typical American secretaries. I have seen many of those since i moved here; the girls
who were too eager to sleep with their bosses for no other purpose but to keep their job and close ties to the top, despite their
lack of knowledge or even common sense for the matter. I respected Miss Jacobs for her maturity and dedication to the company itself
and the motivation to work for her earnings. I smiled and nodded to her, giving her permission to enter; despite the fact she already
had, it was as nice as I could be despite her barging in.
"Mr. Niwa, you have a visitor. He says it's urgent, and...I think he's from Japan. He said he knew you from school." She
quickly blurted out nervously, yet with formal composure. I furrowed my eyebrows. The only one i could think she meant was Seahara.
He would be the only one who would come all the way to America, and he always thought matters that were insignificant were important.
Honestly, he was the last person I wanted to deal with, despite how many years had past, i was reluctant to see him. However, I was a
corporation owner now and I couldn't turn someone down, no matter how much it ached me. Unless it wasn't Saehara; unless it was...
I quickly waved my hand, motioning her to allow him in. A tall slender man in a black suit slowly walked through the door.
My breath caught in the back of my throat, as light blue eyes met mine. Shoulder length blue hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and
specatacles caught the sun's gleam, bouncing it back my way. The man's peach lips twisted into an all too familiar smile, and I breathed
out heavily. Despite being relieved it wasn't Saehara, my gut was even more twisted and my intuition was on fire. Satoshi Hiwatari was
one of my old friends that I never spoke to. I remember having one word remarks back and forth with him, and we never spent time together
but he was still my friend nontheless. Then again, I considered everyone a friend. Still, having him stand in front of me made me nervous
and I couldn't place why. Hiwarati removed his glasses, folded them, and placed them inside his suit pocket.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it Niwa?" He spoke in Japanese as he made his way to a chair in front of my desk, and sat down,
smoothing his suit as he did so. In respect, I sat down as well, watching him carefully.
"Indeed, it has. What brings you all the way to America?" I asked him, folding my hands on my desk in front of me. He fidgeted
briefly, almost as if he was reluctant to answer. After staring at his lap for a few moments, she shook his head, his tied up hair falling
across his shoulder. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a card, briefly glanced at it, before handing it over to me.
"Do you know what this is?" He asked me. I took the card and examined it. There was two black wings on it, and in Japanese Kanji
the words signed off 'Dark'. I stared at it for a moment before handing it back to him, shaking my head. "I found it in my father's desk
while I was boxing his materials before he died."
"I'm sorry to hear of the passing." I whispered, attempting remorse for a man I did not know.
"I'm not. My father was manipulative and abusive. Before he died, he went mad; he kept screaming that I was a disappointment and
failed to fulfil my family's legacy. However, I believe I hadn't, considering I took over the corporation, and regained it's glory and wealth."
At this point, I started to wonder why Hiwatari had come halfway across the world to tell me this. I worried about how sane he was now,
since I hadn't seen him in years, he obviously wasn't the same Satoshi Hiwatari I had gone to school with.
"Is there a reason you couldn't just phone me this information?" I asked him, slowly opening my bottom left hand drawer, to
retrieve the gun I had placed there.
"I needed to see your reaction when you saw the card. This isn't easy for me to ask, but; do you remember everything about your past?
I've been trying to remember when we were young, but I seem to have periods where I blacked out. An entire year, in fact. Do you remember?"
I stared at him, my hand going still. "Do you have trouble sleeping; and nightmares when you can't sleep? One of my dreams had you in it,
only you had large black wings, and..." He looked down. "I was trying to kill you. Mind you, these dreams have only just recently started
so I had to come to make sure you were okay, and I had to ask if anything was happening with you because it seems odd, but i feel like it's
sorta deja vu." Hiwatari kept rambling and my mind went completely blank. I remember a few nights, I woke up screaming but I could
never remember what exactly happened in the dream. It's foolish to think that our dreams could be connected.
"I think you may just be paranoid, Hiwatari. I believe it's time for you to leave. I have a meeting in a few minutes." I started
to stand up and held out my hand to shake his. He simply handed me the card back and grabbed my arm, pulling me close and looking into my
eyes.
"In my dream, you yelled out the name 'Dark'. Then, I find this. It's the only explanation." His blue eyes
were filled with concern and I pulled my arm out of his grasp.
"It's time for you to leave, Hiwatari." I walked across the room and opened my office door. "Miss Jacobs, can you see Mr. Hiwatari
makes it out okay. It was nice seeing you again, Hiwatari." Miss Jacobs bowed respectfully and quickly as I passed her and down the hall.
Everything Hiwatari had said stuck to me, and I felt sick to my stomach. As his words circled my mind, my vision started going fuzzy and I
felt light headed. I stopped walking and leaned against the wall, putting my head back with my eyes closed, when I opened them, I came face
to face with deep purple eyes and a dark toned face filled with concern. That was all I needed to tip me over the edge and my eyes rolled
into the back of my skull. In the distance I heard someone screaming my name as I collapsed unconcious on the marble hallway floor.

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When I came to, Riku was looming over me, tears stuck in the corners of her eyes. I eased myself up on my elbows. "how long was I
out for?" I asked, putting my hand on Riku's arm in reassurance.
"Only a few hours, Mr. Niwa." Miss Jacobs was standing on the other side of me along with Hiwatari, both had concern plastered
across their faces. "I called Mrs. Niwa the second I found you, and she rushed over to be with you."
"Didn't I ask you to escort Mr. Hiwatari out?" Miss Jacobs began fidgeting nervously.
"I didn't have time, Sir, I was more concerned with your safety." I nodded and Hiwatari leaned over handing me another card.
"Here's my number. I am staying in a hotel down the block for a few days. If you can remember anything that we discussed or you
need anything, please don't hesitate to contact me."
"Thanks." Was all i could muster. I didn't care to contact him for any reason, in fact, i was concerned for his mental health,
and was highly considering calling a psych official to assess him. However, since he was an old friend, I couldn't bring myself to do so.
"Miss Jacobs, could you cancel my meetings for the rest of the day? I believe I should go home and rest." She nodded and quickly sauntered
back to the office. Riku easily grabbed my arm and helped me up; leaving Hiwatari standing by the cot, Riku and I walked to the elevator. I
wanted to look back to see the look on Hiwatari's face, but I resisted against it. All I could think of was the deep purple eyes I saw before
I passed out, and why they seemed so familiar to me.


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A/N: chapter one is finishedddd :D I can't believe I came up with this idea while in the shower ^^ I guess I found my creative spot LOL

Daisuke: Where is dark???!!!! I CAN'T FIND DARK!
Satoshi: You idiot he doesn't exsist in this story. Neither does Krad.
Daisuke: Then what's the plot? two wealthy adults brooding over a lost childhood?
Satoshi: Pretty much...
Me: well, they don't exsist yet. But I can't promise that once they do, they will be around long muahahahaha
Both: WHAT?!

TILL NEXT TIME ;)