D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Kaosu o Toki Toraberu ❯ Chapter four: Domesticated Krad vs. Flustered Domesticated Krad ( Chapter 4 )

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Kaosu o Toki Toraberu

Chapter four: Domesticated Krad vs. Flustered Domesticated Krad

Disclaimer: <.<;; do I really need to say it again? 'Cuz if you don't know by now... Learn to read.

Summary: Dark and Krad have their own physical forms and end up transported into the past, set in the future with some unusual relationships. With a new enemy out to get them, Dark and Krad must convince their past selves to help them defeat the foe and get them back to their time, however things don't always go as planned.

P.S. :.I love my Beta.:. ^-^

P.S.S. ::And she loves me for writing a chappie a day:: 0 = )

blah -> author/outside point of view

"blah" -> speaking

`blah' -> thought

-blah- -> thought between Krad/Satoshi (later chapters)

=blah= -> thought between Daisuke/Dark (later chapters)

~:~STILL in museum~:~

“This is just great. Now what are we a suppose to do?” Krad asked, groaning and rubbing his hand against his forehead. While looking over to Dark, whose golden eyes dulled due to helplessness, raised an eyebrow waiting for his response.

“Guess we'll just have to wait for him to wake up.” Dark replied, while looking down at his past self. `He's sure is in an odd position. Maybe we should move him…or better yet, get him out of the museum. It'll be hell if we get caught.' Dark thought, reflecting on all the mayhem that was sure to erupt if the police found them like this. (AN: Me and my perverted ness, I got a baaaad thought just then…)

“Wait? Wait, for him?” Krad asked annoyed, a golden eyebrow twitching slightly.

“Uh…maybe we should take him, and get the hell out of here.” Dark replied, looking around nervously, eyes scanning through the darkness for danger.

“Ah, so Dark has finally managed to get a brain. How unfortunate that it was a coward's brain.” Krad taunted while bringing his arms up above his head in defeat and shaking his head in a disappointed manner.

“Shut up! And lets go! You grab his head, and I'll get his feet.” Dark stated annoyed, and rolling his eyes. He grabbed his past self's feet and lifted them up.

Krad, lifting the shoulders and head of his other self's past self, decided to frustrate his companion more. “You? Take the feet? And here I thought you would demand to have the head?” (AN: Again, I'm having x-rated images popping to and fro >.<)

“Will you be quiet?! I don't want us to get caught. I'm fully aware that I may not use my brain very often, but right now we need to get out of here! Oh, and to answer your question, or rather taunt, I didn't want to deal with you refusing to take the feet.” Dark replied in a hushed but threatening tone showing an incredible amount of intelligence and planning.

Krad conceded and walked along with Dark, carrying past Dark. Being to in shock to say anything. Then his brain kicked in and he began freaking out due to the fact that Dark had used his brain. `Oh my God, Dark is thinking! Oh God, he's using his brain! He's actually using it! Holly shit! What happened here?! What in the seven painful and torturous hells happened?! This must be a sign of the Apocalypse!'

Dark seeing that Krad was too deep in thought to notice that they were outside, and a safe distance from the museum in some woods got an idea. Setting his past self down, and noticing Krad did the same unconsciously. Dark reached into his “secret” coat pocket and took out a small device that was used so well in a previous chapter.

*Snap*

*Flash*

Looking startled, Krad blinked at Dark before narrowing his eyes in anger at seeing the camera in his hands. “You…” He muttered in a hateful distaste, narrowing his eyes further.

“You should have been paying attention, my Kraddy-kins! Or this would have never happened, my Golden-Haired Chibi Tenshi!” Dark taunted in a singing voice while waving the offending black device around.

“You. Are. Dead. Mousy.” Krad pronounced each word with force, glaring at the photographer who dared capture his image.

Lunging at Dark, Krad was surprised to meet nothing but air. By swiftly turning around in midair (A/N: Remember he does have wings), he caught an equally surprised Dark in his arms.

“Looks like I caught you…now give me that damn camera!” Krad yelled while making a grab for the innocent black object that had caused so much trouble.

Dark once expecting this to happen, took a step back. Still holding onto the camera for all that he was worth. Krad stepping back as well put all his weight into pulling Dark toward him. And he succeeded somewhat when Dark was brought forward slightly. However, unfortunately for Krad, Dark had yet to let go.

Dark wanting his camera back decided to use Krad as leverage and put one of his feet on his chest and pushed. Krad not for being undone, gave a slight groan, and managed to grab some of Dark's hair. (A/N: Flexible! And with that comment, I again receive a bad thought…) Thus causing Dark's head be pulled down and forward towards Krad.

“Hey! Let go of my beautiful hair, you jerk! Do you know how long it took me to get it like this?!” Dark yelled in pain.

“You sound like a school girl, Mousy! And I won't let go until you give me that fucking, god damn, good for nothing camera!” Krad replied heatedly, showing no willingness to submit to the demand.

“Never!” Dark shouted as he pushed harder with his foot against Krad's chest, thus earning another groan of annoyance and pain from his counter part.

Gritting his teeth, Krad decided it was now or never and slammed into Dark with all of his strength. Yelling, screaming, cries, groans, and yes, even swearing from both participants erupted.

Due to the sound that was being emitted from the duo, past Dark slowly began to awaken. `What the hell is that noise? Sounds, brutal.' Past Dark questioned while blinking his eyes and attempting to sit up. Groaning and feeling the back of his head, he decided it wasn't smart to continue on and try to stand. `What the hell hit me?!'(A/N: A frying pan lmao!)

“Fuck! Damn you Krad! It's Fuckin' mine!” Past Dark heard and turned to the source. There on the green forest floor was his future self and Krad wrestling it out over something. That something he didn't know, but whatever it was, must be something that both of them needed desperately. But there were random flashes and clicks here and there.

“Give me that god damn piece of shit!” Krad yelled, now furious while taking a dive towards the black object in Dark's hands.

“Nooooo! It's mine!” Dark yelled and tried to protect his treasure by hugging it towards his chest, this resulting in Krad slamming into him once again.

Past Dark looked on in shock and amusement in seeing the two become a Hodge posh of tangled limbs. Though he was broken out of his trance by a scream of something he really didn't want to know about.

“Where the fuck do you think your god damn, fucking, hand is Dark!?!?!” Krad screeched loudly, glaring at Dark. (AN: Screeched? Krad? Na! Think of it as a high-pitched sexy yell ^_~) Though due to the fact that he was so flustered, it had little to no effect on the violet bishi.

Past Dark starting where his future self's shoulder was, followed the arm down, all the way to where the arm meet the wrist. Through he couldn't see the hand attached to that wrist because frankly it was in between Krad's legs.

“Oh! Oh my! Uh…I'm not seeing this, I'm not hearing this.” Past Dark chanted and put his hands to his ears and started shaking it in denial of the situation.

The next thing past Dark knew was that there was a loud bang, a painful groan, and a flustered huff. Opening his eyes slowly he saw his future self on the ground, moving a little here and there, while he was groaning in pain, and lets not forget the smoldering. He then looked over to Krad and saw that is golden eyebrows were twitching and his face and neck were deep red.

“Uh…ya…I don't want to know…ever.” Past Dark mumbled and looked around himself more carefully. He took note that they were in the forest near the museum that he was so used to stealing artwork from.

“Well, now what?” A flustered Krad questioned, opening one eye towards the two Darks.

“We should probably go to Emiko's...” Past Dark muttered in a hesitant voice, still slightly unsure of Krad.

Groaning some more, Dark got up from the ground and nodded his head in silent agreement.

“So let's get going.” Past Dark stated and began walking home.

“Yes.” Krad nodded and began to follow.

“Hey wait for me! Kr-whoops!” The typically graceful Dark yelled as he tripped and fell right into Krad who had turned towards the yell.

Everything would have been fine; if when Dark had tripped he had kept his head down. However, as fate would have it, he looked up at the same time as Krad looked down. The chaotic end result, Dark and Krad lip locking on the ground.

Three sets of eyes widened, two of which more so than the other, was the only reaction to the interesting result of the fall. That was until Dark and Krad broke apart from kissing. Which was surprisingly after a good 3 to 4 minutes.

Reddening to that of a color that rivaled a ripe tomato, Krad decided to voice his new opinion of the thief. “DARK! YOU FUCKING PERVERTED THIEF!” And with that, Krad punched Dark squarely in the nose, sending him flying into a tree.

“This is going to be an interesting week.” Past Dark uttered, looking over to an extremely flustered and equally angered demonic angel. “Very interesting indeed..."

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