Pairings: DarkxDaisuke maybe others later

Warning: You may relive horrible moments of high school when reading this.

Disclaimer: Wait I forgot let me think about it…………sorry line!………Oh I see okay, I was supposed to say I don't own anything. Wait, what do you mean I don't own anything!

Daisuke Niwa sat in the backseat of the car as he watched the scene before him pass by. Nothing but road, yellow grass, and a railing to keep cars from driving off the road. If this were a sign of things to come a bolt of lightening might as well strike him down. He still couldn't believe it, he was moving and to the middle of nowhere.

Sighing the red-head slouched down in his seat at the thought of moving. His parents had always been a little out there, but this took the cake! They were moving for no reason at all. They had no family where they were moving and no friends. When he questioned his mother on this she only smiled and said, "Daisuke you need to experience life and the best way to do that is by moving." A groan escaped his lips and he slipped down more in his seat at the thought. It wasn't as bad though as you think, it was worse. It was on his fifteenth birthday they had decided to tell him. Yup, happy birthday Daisuke, you're moving to the middle of nowhere.

Finally noticing her son's discomfort Emiko looked over her shoulder at him then back at the road. "Oh cheer up Daisuke." She said, and you could hear the smile in her voice. "This will be great. You'll get to make more friends and you'll learn about other things that you wouldn't have learned if you didn't move."

Still looking out the window Daisuke frowned and muttered under his breath so his over cheerful mother couldn't here him, "Who said I ever wanted that?" He didn't want to leave his old friends to make new ones. He wanted to learn lessons in the place he grew up, not somewhere where no one knew him. Sulking all the way to where he would start his new life, the ride seemed to go faster to Daisuke's disappointment. When the car came to a complete stop Daisuke didn't move, instead he looked at his new house.

It was a white two-story house with a brown door and a white wall made of concrete surrounded it. The yard wasn't big but it wasn't small either and it at least had green grass. Under the front windows were some small bushes but nothing grew on them. Daisuke personally found the house to be little to plain for his liking, of course, knowing his mom in about four days he would love the house the way it was now.

Finally growing tired of sitting in the car he unbuckled his seatbelt and joined his mother in unloading the last of the boxes in the truck. The inside of the house was filled with boxes and some pieces of furniture here and there. Still depressed, he didn't bothering reading the labels on the boxes and placed them wherever he could find a place without blocking the pathways. When they had managed to bring in everything Daisuke went up to his mothe,r who at the moment was unpacking with that smile of hers plastered on her face. "Uh Mom, where's my room?"

Laughing at herself Emiko replied, "Oh did I forget to tell you, silly me. Your bedroom is upstairs on the left on the furthest side of the house." She went back to unpacking immediately, chuckling to herself.

"Okay Mom," Daisuke muttered half-heartedly but Emiko was too busy unpacking and smiling whenever she found something of importance or hers to notice. Growing tired of watching his mother unpack, he went upstairs to his room. As he climbed the steps he continued to sink into depression. For at least a month it would just be him and his mother. His grandfather was living in their old house and his father busy with his job.

Reaching where his mother had told him to go Daisuke opened the door and looked around. His desk and bed were set up and he had a wooden floor. Everything else in the room was packed up. Sighing in disappoint at the shape of his room, Daisuke took his first step into it and moved boxes around so they were lined up against his wall and pushed some off to the side so he could open them once he was done organizing the other boxes.

Finished with tidying up the room a bit he walked over to the pile of boxes he hadn't lined up against the wall. The labels on the boxes either read cloths, books, or painting supplies. In other words he had put all the stuff he would need soon or couldn't live without in one pile. Opening up the boxes and putting the stuff away he was able to forget for a short amount of time about moving and what he would have to do the next day.

"Daisuke!" Emiko's voice rang through out the house, making Daisuke stop with his unpacking. "It's time for dinner so stop unpacking and please come down! Oh and don't forget to unpack your alarm clock! You have to go to school tomorrow remember!"

"Yes Mom!" Daisuke shouted so she could hear him. Yes the one thing he dreaded the most, school. More specific, high school.