Slave of Your World

Disclaimer: I would love to own DN Angel but alas, I do not.

Warning: This fic is a yaoi fic so please be warned, a lemon may surprise you in the future.

Thank you my wonderful reviewers! I hope you don't get totally thrown off my this chapter! Thank you to:

Hittocerebattosai, AngryToast, Akihiro, Silver Chaos Girl, Kuroi Kitty, LupineLightning-IllusionDragon, Lady Samurai, TohmaXShuichi (I love those fics!), Miss-Ashleychan, LilAznSpOnge, Kitsue43, Helbaworshipper, Venom Syringe, Darkest Moon, and Kagome.

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Chapter Three: Creation of Desire.

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Icy blue eyes scanned the room as a blond "man" made his way towards the window that towered over the nearby streets. Krad truly was an idiot sometimes if he thought that the other boy in the room couldn't see him. He watched entertained as the taller blond pulled back the curtains to the window and peeked out towards the street.

"If your so worried about Daisuke why don't you go look for him?"

Krad turned, startled by the disembodied voice.

"Satoshi? What are you doing up? Are you worried about Dai-Chan too? He said he'd be here."

"I simply wasn't tired. Besides your insensitive snoring was keeping me up."

The doorbell rang throughout the almost silent house as suddenly a blond blur ran past him heading in the direction of the bells. Satoshi followed at his own calm pace in time to witness Krad hugging Daisuke as if he would disappear.

"Daisuke I was soooo worried! Where were you?"

The red head smiled as he pushed off the embrace rubbing the back of his head with his free hand.

"My bus was delayed so I had to take the later one. Sorry if I kept you guys up! You should have just gone to sleep."

"You should have just called. That way the blond idiot could have gone home long ago."

"I'm sorry I didn't call, my cell phone ran out of batteries yesterday and I forgot to charge it. But here's the stuff I promised, my boss didn't mind me taking them."

Krad took the large paper bag dumping it into Satoshi's unaware arms.

"Dai-Chan why don't you stay here with us tonight? It's late and Satoshi's always so lonely here!"

"I don't need either of you to be here. Leave if you want, just don't forget to leave your copy of MY front door key on the table before you do."

Krad glared back at Satoshi dragging the red head into the living room.

"Dai-Chan you can stay in the living room, here's some blankets and a pillow. Satoshi's not going to use them anyway. We'll see you in the morning!"

Daisuke smiled back at them as they left upstairs to argue some more. Softly he pulled the red envelope from inside his pack.

'Could it be called love at first sight?'

In the darkness he sat staring at the envelope as slowly he opened it pulling out the single piece of thin plastic connected to a small chain.

Dark Mousy In Concert

Backstage Pass

"Dark. Dark Mousy."

Even the sound of his name seemed precarious. He looked out at the sky again, those dazzling stars from before nearly invisible in the blanket of pitch black.

"I didn't know you were famous."

Quietly he put the pass away, closing his eyes as his tired body fell asleep, prey to the darkness of the room.

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"I want any and all the information you can get on him Riku. You work behind the scenes with Dark-San it shouldn't be too hard."

Her voice seemed too calm and joyful. The elder of the Harada's took her drink, sipping the wine with care. She glared at her twin. Her sister just had to be manipulative bitch didn't she.

"Risa, are you serious? Just get yourself another guy, Dark's not worth the trouble you'll get me and YOURSELF into. Hell he's not that great!"

Her eyes danced with a pure evil, emitting a sort of disturbing atmosphere.

"Just do it Riku! I don't care what happens anymore. I told Dark, I told him! I would love him forever."

'Everything I do is for you.'

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"Dark-San, your producer is outside the door. She says you need to hurry and get up."

Her cold hand gently shifted his body as he slowly opened his eyes, inviting the assaulting sunlight into his them. Dark HATED mornings, God just had to create them so damn early. As he lifted his tired body of the small bed a young woman ran into the room carrying an impossible amount of items. One of which included his coffee.

"Dark-San you really shouldn't be so irresponsible! I mean we have a concert in 12 hours and you're running around town all night with God knows who! How am I suppose to explain to Kauru that his star isn't ready to practice yet?"

How could anyone have so much energy when it was so damn early? She handed him the coffee as the dark haired boy hummed on his way to the bathroom.

"Look Mizuki everything will be fine. I'll be ready in a sec! Don't worry so much. You already look two times your age!"

The poor tired woman feel to her knees out of lack of sleep probably, her eyes looked so tired and droopy she made the dead look lively. This of course being the same woman who had just recently ran into the room shrieking.

"Alright. I'll tell Kauru you'll be done in a minute."

Her shaking body slowly crawled out of the room leaving behind everything she was carrying but her poor defenseless cell phone.

"Dark-San, what color top would you like red or black?"

He seemed to think about it for a second as he grabbed his towels and shampoo's. He contemplated his outfit to the very slightest detail, until finally he came to a decision.

"Black."

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'I took your hand not once looking back.'

"Hey Dai-Chan!"

'Come with me.'

He smiled, his eyes glazed over as he seemed to stare at nothing.

"Dai-Chan? You awake?"

'I can be anything you want me to be.'

Daisuke was in his own little dreamland.

"Dai-Chan seriously, you can't honestly sleep with your eyes open can you?"

Swiftly the boy turned, his eyes focusing on the sheer brightness of the head in front of him. Shit that was hell of a lot yellow! His body jumped as he fell back onto the floor.

"Don't do that Krad! You could have given me a heart attack!"

As if to prove his point, he placed his hand on his chest, his breathing returning to normal.

"I was just wondering if you were coming over today since you were late yesterday."

His eyes suddenly shifted towards the floor, unsure of what to say.

"I can't my mom wants me to go shopping for her today after work. You know her!"

For being such a bad liar it seemed this time his luck had turned around. Krad seemed satisfied with his answer, as he patted Daisuke's head.

"You're too nice Dai-Chan!"

'I lied to continue what we had, over and over.'

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(Do you guys remember the concert from the beginning of this fic? Well here's the rest of it!)

The stage shook with the sheer power of the shrieking fans as his eyes scanned the audience finally locking his steamy gaze on the awaiting individual… me.

"This one's for you." His voice was almost a whisper. He sang, as his every word, every syllable radiated a passion so unsettling it sent shivers down my spine. As I stood there among the millions of screaming fans I watched his every move, so sensual, so inviting, so seductive. His every movement was a calculated assault, his eyes burning into me with a sweltering heat. My entire being wanted him. Him and only him.

His concert seemed like a total blur to me. I remembered only the beginning, and the end, as after 2 hours I was escorted towards the stage. A day had passed, yet nothing about him had changed. His long bangs stuck to his face, sweat dripping down the perfect contours of his torso. As he turned to look at me time itself seemed to stop, that image burned into my mind.

"I'm glad you kept your promise Daisuke. Now we can really have some fun."

His body came so close to meet I could feel the heat he radiated. Softly he took my hand as we headed out the back door.

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"Don't you understand Niwa? You're nothing but a toy to him! You're his slut! Nothing but his fucking slut."

Her eyes burned into him as he backed into a nearby wall. The woman was infuriated, her once beautiful face was now contorted in anger.

"You're lying I'm not his-"

Risa's hand connected with his pale cheek, leaving a red mark in its trail. Her voice seemed to boom throughout the alleyway.

"Listen to me Niwa. I was with him before you showed up, he NEVER keeps anybody for long. Save yourself the agony, leave him before he leaves you. You're never going to mean anything to him!"

'Your darkness engulfed me, someone save me.'

Her words burned into me.

"You don't have to believe me Niwa."

She was too close her face inches from mine.

"But remember, you'll never be anything more to him than a cheap, tasteless, plaything… I know I was."

Her voice was poison, slowing intoxicating my mind. This woman was a true snake.

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Isn't nice that Risa finally admits she's a total hoar? A cheap plaything? lol She actually pisses me off more in the manga than she does in the anime. Although CERTAIN people were being appalled by the last shot between her and Hiwatari. But anyway, as I continue this I notice that I think I'm confusing myself with the time frames I'm using. sigh But hell as long as I finish this fic I'll be good! I went with a sort of different style of writing on the next chapter so it will be slightly different. It does end in pretty much 3 more chapters.

Don't worry people, you aren't alone in your confusion! I promise the next chapter will have only ONE "future" scene.

By the way, this chapter has some contradictions I need to clear up:

1) Dark is worth all the trouble in the world. And he is the hell of a great!

2) Risa isn't that bad….. chokes

3) And I always say I don't like OC's but I needed some names for this chapter so… yeah.

Much thanks! R&R, and Sayonara!

Ayuri S.