D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Welcome To My Life ❯ Daisuke has been corrupted ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Synyster_Vengence 
Lalalalal-Wha?! Oh, jello peoples....
Anime/Manga: D. N. Angel Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Comedy / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 10.12.2005 | Updated On: 10.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 479 | Visits: 480 | Status: Work In Progress
Lalalalal-Wha?! Oh, jello peoples....
Anime/Manga: D. N. Angel Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Comedy / Action | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 10.12.2005 | Updated On: 10.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 479 | Visits: 480 | Status: Work In Progress
Ok… Hmm…. Um… Let’s see…. Dai-chan & Da-kun don’t like Risa/Riku…. They have separate bodies, as do Satoshi-kun and Krad. Well… ON TO THE FREAKIN’ STORY!!!
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“Da-kun…Wake up, love. DA-KUN!! WAKE UP!!!”I scream in his ear. “Wha? Where am I? What’s goin’ on? *looks at me* Oh, hi, Angel.” “Da-kun, do you have to call me that?” I mutter. “You know you love, it Angel.” He smirks. “DARK!! AMAYA!!! WE’RE GUNNA BE LATE!!!” Daisuke shouts from downstairs. “WELL,” I scream back, “IF DARK WOULDA GOT HIS SCRAWNY ARSE UP, WE WOULDA BEEN OUTTA HERE TEN MNUTES AGO!!!” “Hey! Don’t blame it on me!!” Dark mumbles. “Oh, well. If we’re late the teachers can shove it.” I say, looking over my shoulder as I walk out of the room. “Get dressed, Da-kun.” “But I don’t wanna go.” He whines. “But you have to help be an ass to all the teachers. So get dressed, damn you!! Or I’ll Photoshop a pic of you in a dress.” “NO!! Fine, I’m getting’ dressed.” I walk downstairs.
“Amaya, what’s taking so long?” Dai-chan complains. “Da-kun wouldn’t get his ass outta bed. I’m gunna go call Satoshi-kun, kk?” “Yea, whatever.” Dai-chan sighs. I pick up the phone as Dark stalks down the stairs, dial Toshi-kun’s number and wait for him to answer. “Hello?” “HI, TOSHI-KUN!!!” “’Ello, Amaya.” Satoshi says. “How’d you know it was me?” I gasp, “Can you read minds?” “*silence*” “I’m just kidding. Get your ass to Daisuke’s now. We’ll meet you outside, ’kay?” “Fine.” He hangs up. I turn to Dai-chan and Da-kun, pouting. “What’s wrong Amaya?” Daisuke asks. “He hung up without saying goodbye.” Dark: -_-;
We all walk outside. Of course, me and Dark had to turn it into a race, which I so won, by the way, and I end slamming into Satoshi. “Hullo, Satoshi-chan!” “Why are you so perky in the morning?” Satoshi grumbles. “Why are such a cranky asswipe in the morning? Anyway, I’m perky because I have COFFEE!!!” I shout, spastically. He looks away. I take out my MP3 and put ‘Note To Self’ on at full blast. [Note to self: I miss you terribly. This is what…. We call a tragedy. Come back to me, come back to me…]
Dark taps me on the shoulder. “HOLY FORKS!! Oh, hiya!” Dark raises an eyebrow. “Holy forks, eh? Anyway, turn it down, even the freaks are givin’ us weird looks.” “Are you sure that has nothin’ to do with the ‘strong resemblance’ you bear to the Phantom Thief Dark?” I grab Daisuke, run up to a random guy, and we both point at him and scream “CHINESE MAFIA!!!” and run back to Satoshi and Dark.
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END CHAPTER 1
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“Da-kun…Wake up, love. DA-KUN!! WAKE UP!!!”I scream in his ear. “Wha? Where am I? What’s goin’ on? *looks at me* Oh, hi, Angel.” “Da-kun, do you have to call me that?” I mutter. “You know you love, it Angel.” He smirks. “DARK!! AMAYA!!! WE’RE GUNNA BE LATE!!!” Daisuke shouts from downstairs. “WELL,” I scream back, “IF DARK WOULDA GOT HIS SCRAWNY ARSE UP, WE WOULDA BEEN OUTTA HERE TEN MNUTES AGO!!!” “Hey! Don’t blame it on me!!” Dark mumbles. “Oh, well. If we’re late the teachers can shove it.” I say, looking over my shoulder as I walk out of the room. “Get dressed, Da-kun.” “But I don’t wanna go.” He whines. “But you have to help be an ass to all the teachers. So get dressed, damn you!! Or I’ll Photoshop a pic of you in a dress.” “NO!! Fine, I’m getting’ dressed.” I walk downstairs.
“Amaya, what’s taking so long?” Dai-chan complains. “Da-kun wouldn’t get his ass outta bed. I’m gunna go call Satoshi-kun, kk?” “Yea, whatever.” Dai-chan sighs. I pick up the phone as Dark stalks down the stairs, dial Toshi-kun’s number and wait for him to answer. “Hello?” “HI, TOSHI-KUN!!!” “’Ello, Amaya.” Satoshi says. “How’d you know it was me?” I gasp, “Can you read minds?” “*silence*” “I’m just kidding. Get your ass to Daisuke’s now. We’ll meet you outside, ’kay?” “Fine.” He hangs up. I turn to Dai-chan and Da-kun, pouting. “What’s wrong Amaya?” Daisuke asks. “He hung up without saying goodbye.” Dark: -_-;
We all walk outside. Of course, me and Dark had to turn it into a race, which I so won, by the way, and I end slamming into Satoshi. “Hullo, Satoshi-chan!” “Why are you so perky in the morning?” Satoshi grumbles. “Why are such a cranky asswipe in the morning? Anyway, I’m perky because I have COFFEE!!!” I shout, spastically. He looks away. I take out my MP3 and put ‘Note To Self’ on at full blast. [Note to self: I miss you terribly. This is what…. We call a tragedy. Come back to me, come back to me…]
Dark taps me on the shoulder. “HOLY FORKS!! Oh, hiya!” Dark raises an eyebrow. “Holy forks, eh? Anyway, turn it down, even the freaks are givin’ us weird looks.” “Are you sure that has nothin’ to do with the ‘strong resemblance’ you bear to the Phantom Thief Dark?” I grab Daisuke, run up to a random guy, and we both point at him and scream “CHINESE MAFIA!!!” and run back to Satoshi and Dark.
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END CHAPTER 1
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