Dark.Daisuke.Krad.Satoshi. One big square. But what about the girls...
Dark: Who the hell needs girls when you got BISHIES.
MJ:..Good point.

Chapter One

Daisuke looked up to the clear blue sky and shuddered slightly.

It reminded him of Satoshi's piercing eyes that could see through everything.

Only a month ago, Daisuke and his grandpa Daiki had finally found a way to remove Dark and Krad from their tamers. It involved lots of magic and a sacrifice made from each person who was undergoing the spell.

For Daisuke, he chose to sacrifice his talent of art. Though he longed so badly to make a drawing or even a sketch, he knew that it was hopeless to even try. His hands would freeze up and his fingers would drop uselessly to the table.

Dark decided to drop his gift of singing, but he hardly even used it.

"So? I can live without uttering a single melody."

The single thought of Dark singing made Daisuke smile.

Then, he suddenly imagined Dark singing the Doraemon theme song and started choking as he held back a laugh.

Riku glanced at Daisuke, wondering if he needed to go to the nurse's office.

Daisuke took a short eyeful of Riku and instantly predicted what she was thinking. He shook his head and continued to stare out of the window.

Even though he and Riku had broken up three weeks ago, they were still on good terms. Thank god for that. If it was any other girl, sayy RISA, she probably would've made Daisuke feel a whole lot worse than he needed to.

He didn't know what Satoshi decided to lose. Whatever it was, it sure made Satoshi a lot gloomier these days.

But losing his gift of drawing wasn't the worst thing that had happened. Only yesterday, Satoshi had CONFESSED his love to him after school in the art room.

Mortified, Daisuke answered, "I n-need some time to th-think it over," before pushing past him and running home. Once there, he immediately explained why he was home so early to Dark who wasn't too happy.

"Damn brat. Tired of messing with me eh? Wants to pick on the weak. Well, don't worry Dai-chan. I'll kick his ass and turn it into grass for that cow Krad to eat."

That was what Daisuke was really worried about.

Meanwhile, Dark sat in Daisuke's bed, playing with With's ears. Muttering constantly to himself, Dark tried to think of ways to jump Satoshi.

Hmmm. He's too damn smart for me to trick. Maybe I should… Yeah. That's it.

Dark chuckled happily to himself.

This'll teach Satoshi not to mess with my innocent little Daisuke.

At the end of class, Daisuke tried pushing through the doorway to avoid Satoshi and run home, but he was too slow.

Satoshi quickly blocked the door entrance with his arm and his cold blue eyes met Daisuke's wide red ones.

"Do you have an answer yet?" he asked, soft enough so that only Daisuke could hear.

Daisuke turned a deep shade of red and shook his head.

"Gomen Satoshi-kun. I still haven't decided."

Satoshi withdrew his arm reluctantly.

"I hope its soon Niwa-san," replied Satoshi as he walked away silently.

Daisuke breathed a deep sigh, went home and told Dark everything once again.

Dark was possessive. Very possessive. Almost like a five-year-old kid. The truth was, he really liked.. no LOVED Daisuke, but because of his flirtatious playboy character, he couldn't tell Daisuke. Yet.

But first, he had to get rid of the obstacle. AKA Satoshi.

"Kid, you messed with wrong Kaito today," breathed Dark as he dialed the number.

Ring…Ring…
Ring..Ring..

"Hello?" asked a cold, calculating voice.

"Ahh ano, Hiwatari-kun?" said Dark in an exact replica of Daisuke's voice.

Silence went over the other line before Satoshi swiftly answered.

"Yeah. It's me."

"It's uhm, Daisuke. I wanted to give you the uhh answer."

Dark punched a first in the air. How was that for a cute Daisuke imitation?

"O-oh. Okay. So what is it?"

Dark smiled evily. Everything was going according to plan. Being a kaito came with a lot of perks, such as increased speed, strength, ability to use magic, and
mimicry. With jumped happily into the air, completely unaware of what was happening.

"Can we uh meet at school tonight around 8 P.M.?" asked Dark.

Satoshi hesitated before agreeing.

Then Dark hung up the phone and glanced at the real Daisuke who was sound asleep on the coach. Bending over, Dark put his warm hand onto Daisuke's soft fluffy red hair.

Daisuke, still sleeping, smiled slightly and slid Dark's hand under his head.

Dark was nearly late meeting with Satoshi for three reasons.

1. He didn't want to wake Daisuke up.

2. It felt so dang good with Daisuke's head on his hand, and

3. Dark had to fight the urge to rip of Daisuke's clothes right then and there. 0.o

Dark finally left, the house and arrived to school five minutes before eight. Noone could recognize Dark now. All they would see was Daisuke Niwa in an over-large t-shirt and baggy jeans.
Pushing the classroom door open, Dark entered, only to gasp with fear, amazement, and surprise.

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Dark: Why the hell'd you leave it at a cliffhanger?
MJ: ...Cuz I'm the author and I can do whatever the heck I want?
Dark: ...Oh.
MJ: Yeah.
Dark: You better have something funny in the next chapter. Or at least let me kiss Daisuke.
MJ: ... -mumbles- pedophile
DarK: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY??
MJ: uhh. nothing...

Special Note: For those of you who don't know, Doraemon is weird cartoon from Japan with a talking cat. Youtube it.
This chapter wasn't all that funny, but don't worry! It'll be ALOT more random and funny as it progesses. I promise. And if you don't think so, I will... make my bed everyday for a month!