Yo people! Thiswas inspired when my friend and I went to Six Flags and began thinking what Dark and Krad and Satoshi and Daisuke would do. Keep in mind though, that they're in separate bodies, and while I do call Dark a thief and Daisuke a wing master and Satoshi the commander and stuff, they don't have that rivalry cause they're all best friends. So... I guess that would mean Dark doesn't steal famous paintings... anyway... Oh yeah, and Daichan and Satoshi are 17 while Dark and Krad are 18. Doesn't make them more responsible being a years older though. Hehe...
Warnings: AU, Dark's retardedness, shounen-ai, lots and lots of that AND senselessness, and language.
A Day at the Amusement Park
A knock at the door wasn't sufficient to wake up Satoshi Hiwatari. Daisuke Niwa knew this already, but he knocked anyway out of sheer courtesy. He felt kind of bad having to wake up the blue haired boy so early in the morning the one day of the week they had off, knowing that he'd stayed up late the night before with a police report.
"Mm... Creep prob'ly in't even 'wake yet..." Dark Mousy stated the obvious drowsily. Not surprising, since he was half asleep.
"Are you talking about Krad or Satoshi?"
"Both..."
Daisuke sighed and reached out to open the door, debating whether to do it loudly and announce them of his coming, or to do it quietly so as not to wake them up in a bad way. Dark decided for him, kicking the white unadorned door open.
"Dark-chan..."
"S'not m'fault..."
They walked into the dark apartment. Apparently, Satoshi and Krad Hikari were still asleep.
Am I the only one awake in this place? Daisuke sweatdropped, "How about you wake up Krad and I wake up Satoshi?"
"Nn..." came the half articulated reply. The ruby-haired wing master grinned. It was pretty funny watching Dark walking around when he was half asleep. He winced as he saw the tall kaitou walk blindly into the door of his best friend's, and sometimes more, room.
Shaking his head asDark finally opened the door and almost fell into the white painted room, Daisuke opened Satoshi's door quietly.
Satoshi's room, immaculate as always, seemed to glow dimly with the light blue paint that Daisuke and him had spent a full day working on, at Satoshi's comment that he didn't like his room because it reminded him of hospitals, which he detested, and then Daisuke's suggestion that they painted it.
The said police commander was still asleep, sprawled facedown underneath his sheets. The light blue sheets only covered half his body, revealing a well-muscled bare back, the neck covered with the smooth blue hair.
Daisuke felt a familiar blush rise in his cheeks, but he wasn't stuttering silly as before. He just smiled gently, aware of his feelings for the taller boy. It was a bit odd, really. He would have never realized his feelings if Dark hadn't pressed over and over, pointing out what the blushes and the looks and all the other things Daisuke had confusedly related to him meant.
He didn't know whether Satoshi felt the same way though, and he certainly wasn't going to push him. If... if they were meant to be, then it would happen. He'd let Satoshi figure out on his own if he felt anything back. But what he least wanted to do was tell Satoshi. At least... not yet. For now, he was as content as he could be with being best friends with him.
He sat on the bed next to Satoshi, his hands hovering inches from the pale boy's back, before he pressed on the skin, shaking him awake. The skin was smooth and warm, and Daisuke felt a strange rush at feeling it. It was the same, always, when he was with Satoshi.
"Dai...suke..." the said red-haired boy almost jumped at hearing his name slip out of the older boy's lips, double checking to make sure he was asleep. He was. Daisuke's hopes rose for a moment, along with confusion and curiosity. Why was Satoshi calling his name while he was asleep? Was he... dreaming about him?
"Daisuke... I ... I think... I..."
"Dammit Dark, don't do that!"
"But you like it, don't you?"
"That's not the point, you don't wake up people like that!"
Daisuke sighed as Satoshi stirred slightly at the other two boy's sudden outburst, quite audible through the wall. Well, there was no point now in trying to see what Satoshi was going to say, it was most likely a broken train of thought by now, never to be remembered again.
"Hey, Satoshi-kun, wake up."
A low moan was emitted, and the young police commander stirred and slowly raised himself up on hands and knees, finally slitting his silvery blue eyes open and guiding them to the smaller boy next to him. His head cocked lazily to one side.
"...Dai...-chan?" he asked, using his affectionate nickname for the sunset-haired boy.
"You said you'd be awake by the time I came here," Daisuke grinned. Satoshi blinked owlishly, sitting up on his bed and just staring at him.
"...Uh... sorry..." he mumbled.
"Not awake yet?" Daisuke grinned wider. Satoshi just continued his stare, taking his time in processing the words. Part of it was his low blood pressure problem; the other part was that never in his wildest dreams would he have ever thought that Daisuke of all people would be sitting on his bed, waking him up. It made him feel elated, but he wondered why. His brain wasn't working too well yet though, so that question would have to wait.
"Yeah..."
"Want me to get your clothes?"
"Yeah..."
Daisuke stood up and walked to the closet, "They're in here, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Oh, I left the door open," the smaller boy looked up, "I'm gonna go close it."
"Yeah..."
While Daisuke made his way into the living room to close the door, Dark peeked his still-drowsy-but-much-more-awake-than-before head in the doorway.
"Hey Satoshi, are you gay?"
"Yeah..."
"Will you make out with me?"
"Yeah..."
"Strip for me, will ya?"
"Yeah..."
By this time, Krad was listening in on the conversation from his room, and both he and the purple haired boy began laughing hysterically. Daisuke came back, raising his eyebrow at the kaitou.
"What did you do?" he asked suspiciously, walking to Satoshi and checking him over.
"Nothing... I just got bored waiting for Krad to finish dressing," Dark said innocently.
"That's not true! You watched me the whole time! You just left cbeause I'm brushing my hair," the slightly more than heated reply from the angel-like blonde made Dark's already impertinent grin wider.
"Maybe I should help him out with that too. I'll let you do your stuff with Satoshi," the kaitou disappeared from the doorway. Daisuke gulped. Your stuff?
"Yeah..." Satoshi repeated once more, his eyes drooping.
"Satoshi..." Daisuke sighed, lifting the white shirt up, "Lift up your arms at least."
When the larger boy just blinked and yawned, still sitting in a complete daze, Daisuke sighed and began unbuttoning the white shirt, lifting one of Satoshi's arms and sliding it in the first sleeve of the long-sleeved shirt, and repeating the process with the second arm.
"Thanks..."
Daisuke giggled, "You sure are out of it."
"He has very low blood pressure," a tall, gold-eyed blonde boy walked by, adjusting the long braid his hair had been carefully set in, Dark giggling senselessly at his heels at all the gestures he made behind his friend's back, "He wakes up half an hour before me and sits there till he's awake."
"Oh, it really takes him half an hour?"
"Yup," Krad said indifferently and continued walking, heading towards the kitchen.
Daisuke sighed and tossed a pair of blue jeans at Satoshi, "Think you can manage, Satoshi-kun?"
"Yeah..." the blue haired boy muttered absently, beginning to change. Daisuke nodded and left the room, walking into the kitchen, where Krad was already dutifully serving himself cereal and milk, Dark jabbering mindlessly at him.
"So then, I think we should ride the big ones first," he was saying before Krad set a glare on him, one that went unnoticed.
"How did Dark wake you up that you got so mad, Krad?" the small, ruby-eyed boy asked absently, waiting for Satoshi to come out of his room.
"I'd rather not," Krad said coldly, turning his head away as the purple haired kaitou next to him began grinning wildly.
"He's just embarrassed," sure enough, there was a light scarlet tinge to the taller boy's cheeks, just as Dark said, "I kissed him."
"You deprived me of oxygen!"
"Ah, don't worry, that happens to me all the time," Dark waved it off.
"The kissing or being deprived of oxygen?" Daisuke's eyebrow twitched.
"Being deprived of oxygen," the kaitou answered, "Though both are true."
"So that explains the lack of brain capacity..." Krad muttered, merciless as always when it came to Dark.
"Aw, c'mon, don't be that way," Dark whispered sensually, a pout adorning his face as he wrapped a lean arm around the taller boy and pressed his face closer to the blonde's neck. Krad sighed and bit Dark's ear, making the other boy yelp slightly.
"That's what you get."
Dark's pout grew more pronounced, but it melted away just like it had appeared, and was soon replaced by the usual indolent grin. Hands swishing with the speed and agility only a kaitou with his training could have, he suddenly had Krad's spoon in his mouth, and a very pissed Krad in his face as well.
"What are you doing?" came the outraged question, and Krad snatched his spoon back.
"I'm hungry."
"Dark-chan, you had breakfast already before we came," Daisuke reminded him exasperatedly.
"Yeah, but I'm still hungry, and I'm gonna need all the energy I can get for today," the lean, dark-haired boy pointed out, stealing Krad's spoon once again from the blonde's hands.
"Stop doing that!"
"It's almost like indirect Frenching!" the gleeful response made Daisuke sweatdrop.
"Only if you slobber all over the spoon," Krad growled.
"Which I will."
Dark's earlier comment though, had reminded Daisuke why they were in Satoshi's apartment, at seven thirty on a Sunday morning. Today was going to be an exhausting day. The group was going to the brand-new Azumano Amusement Park.
Satoshi's door opened and the sapphire-eyed boy stumbled dazedly out of his room, finally dressed.
"Hey creep!" Dark greeted cheerfully. Krad gave a slight glare and took back his spoon from Dark's hands, where they had magically appeared again.
"Satoshi-kun, what do you want for breakfast?" the ruby-haired boyasked happily.
"Mnn..." Satoshi blinked.
Krad leaned his face on his elbow, resting it on the table, "Yes, what do you want for breakfast? I've never seen you eat breakfast before."
"You serious?" theDaisuke blinked, and Dark gave a whoop.
"Definitely a creep," he said.
"I want... whatever..." the light-sapphire-haired commander slumped into a chair and rested his chin on the wooden table surface, staring straight ahead.
"Jeez, if it really takes him half an hour to wake up, it'll be twenty minutes before he's awake... hey!" Dark's eyes brightened with the endless possibilities of pranks to play on the completely-out-of-it sleeping beauty.
"Don't even think about it," Daisuke pleaded desperately, beginning to get some blueberry muffins and milk out of the fridge.
"Aw man..." a sigh, "Right, right, don't mess with your lover-boy."
"Dark!" the ruby-eyed wing master yelped, eyes wide, blush streaking across his cheeks.
"I already heard about it. At my expense, I assure you," the icy angel growled the last part with a glare at Dark, who was now finishing the remains of Krad's breakfast.
"It's not you..." Daisuke's nervous gaze traveled to Satoshi, but the young police commander and former Hikari was still in a daze and apparently hadn't even noticed they were talking about him.
He had though, faintly heard it. But he was still too asleep to make sense of it. He could remember the words, but he couldn't understand them. Oh well, he'd figure it out later, just like something else... what was it? There was something else he'd tried to figure out but had been too sleepy to.
He blinked as some blue-spotted muffins were set in front of him, along with milk, and looked up to see Daisuke's bright face above him.
"I've never seen you so out of it. Is that enough?" Satoshi took him to be speaking about breakfast and nodded.
"Never had breakfast 'fore..." he muttered, biting the soft, sweet flavored muffin.
"First time for everything," Krad said snidely.
"Yeah, like making out in a roller coaster," Dark said brightly.
"Who are you going to do that with?" the blonde uttered smartly.
Dark smiled coyly, "You, of course."
"You wish."
Daisuke sometimes wondered how their relationship worked out. They definitely weren't going out, officially at least, but the way they acted would have made you think otherwise. Yet, Dark was still a ladies man, as flirtatious as ever, and Krad was indifferent to Dark's moves, or anyone else's for that matter. Possibly because you could never be sure with Dark if he meant it or not. He knew for a fact however, that they often engaged in more than friendly actions... Something he'd embarrassingly come across one night when he'd gone into his basement and found them on the couch, doing some rather original things with their mouths and hands. That hadn't been the first or last time, however. He was blushing simply remembering the couple seconds he'd accidentally watched.
Satoshi at last looked up from his plate, his eyes finally beginning to regain their usual alertness, "That was good. Are we ready?"
Daisuke nodded, smiling, "Yeah. C'mon, let's go!"
Krad and Daisuke trotted off, Satoshi and Dark following at a much slower pace.
"Who's driving?" Krad asked logically. More logical though, would be to assume that Daisuke would drive, since first of all, it was his car, and second, he was the only available candidate. God-knew-what would happen if Dark drove, with his lazy, irresponsible, stop-to-smile-at-the-ladies style or Krad's dangerous, take-no-prisoners, hot-tempered driving. And Satoshi was not awake enough to drive.
"I am, of course," the small wing master said quickly, sliding into the driver's seat to end any dispute's Dark may have.
"Of course? What's that supposed to mean?" Which of course he would.
"Nothing," Satoshi muttered, sliding into the front passenger's seat, letting Daisuke buckle the seatbelt for him as his head nodded slightly.
The two opposite-haired boys took their seats in the back, forgoing the buckling. They were too cool for that, Dark had said. Satoshi had once responded that he wouldn't pay the funeral bills. Daisuke almost had to agree. Without the ill wishing, of course.
"How long till we get there?" Dark asked innocently, forty-five seconds into the ride, just barely out of the Krad and Satoshi's apartment's street.
"It's only about twenty minutes, assuming we don't run into traffic," Daisuke answered.
"Hey, I know! Let's sing!"
"What?" Krad's interest perked. Dark took a big breath...
"Aaand... Ninety-nine bottles of a highly alcoholic drink on the wall, ninety-nine bottles of that, you take one down and swing it around, ninety-nine bottles of a highly... drink on the wall!"
"Oh..." Krad's interest deflated like a balloon poked with a hundred needles.
"That was so messed up," Satoshi muttered, rubbing his eyes.
"You don't have time to sing that ninety-eight more times!" Daisuke yelled.
"Well, if he were to go with the normal version, he would. Twenty minutes means that he'd have to do about five bottles a minute, and that's a bottle per twelve seconds. The longer version I don't know," everyone in the car sweatdropped at the blonde's words.
"If I sing it the normal way, will you sing along?"
"I'd rather blow you up."
Dark shrugged, "Suit yourself," he took another deep breath, "Ninety-eight bottles of a highly alcoholic drink on the wall, ninety-eight bottles of that, you take one down, you chug it around, ninety-seven bottles of beer on the wall!"
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Twenty minutes later, with one of Dark's socks in his mouth, and Krad's hands firmly pinning him down to prevent the removal of the sock, they stationed the car in the park's parking lot.
"Gaah!" the dark-haired kaitou gasped for air, "Dammit, I was just singing! It's not like I was committing a crime!"
"Yes you were, you were murdering us," the sun-eyed angel informed him after removing the saliva soaked sock and shaking it off in disgust.
"I've never been here before," Satoshi admitted to Daisuke, now completely awake.
"It is new," Daisuke laughed.
"No, I mean, yes, but I meant I've never been to an amusement park before."
"Really?" the fire-headed wing master's eyes were wide. Satoshi shook his head, almost feeling embarrassment at Daisuke's incredulity.
"That's great, that means I'll be able to show you everything!" he smiled.
"Hey, if the creep hasn't been here before, I guess you haven't either," Dark noted, catching Krad's discernible amazement. The park was huge, and everywhereone saw towers, rides where you were taken to amazing heights then dropped, the roller coasters, with their bright colors and gravity–defying loops and twists, the smell of food and cotton candy, the sounds of machinery and people and laughter. Balloons floated in the air, freed accidentally from the imprisonment, birds and children twittered happily, the atmosphere light and cheerful. The colors and sounds, along with the sights and smells, made for one of the most incredible sights either him or Satoshi had ever seen.
"C'mon, let's go in!" Daisuke beckoned them, sprinting off ahead of them. Blinking in confusion for a moment, Satoshi then took off after him. Dark pecked Krad on the cheek, and then ran off, Krad at his heels, ready for revenge.
"Last one there's a rotten egg, Krad!"
Whooo... hope you liked. It'll get a lot more fluffy coming from Daichan and Satoshi-kun, while Dark and Krad'll be more comedy. Plenty of fluff for them too, but it's more funny fluff or something... hm...
Well, Any comments or suggestions are appreciated, and there will be more chapters. So review or else I won't continue. Not telling you how many I want to continue, so if ya want more then review. Aren't I mean?
Well... Anywho, tata, sayonara, lav ya too. Review!