Disclaimer: DN Angel is not mine.

Pairing: Satoshi x Risa.

Synopsis: She keeps coming while he keeps wondering why.

Word count: 1498 words.

Four year.

It's been four years since his sudden disappearance and after all of her efforts this was the only thing she got?

The girl stared intensely at the chief commander who seemed oblivious towards her. She knew that the guy noticed her, yet she couldn't comprehend the reason for his ignorant. And knowing Risa Harada, she wouldn't let things like this slipped easily.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" she said sternly.

With an indifferent expression, Hiwatari Satoshi replied, "I have to read it, or I can't investigate this case."

And the girl's patience came to an end.

"I'm not talking about these reports!" she exclaimed as she took the reports away from him. "I'm talking about this, Satoshi-kun!"

As the girl pointed her finger to the untouched food on the table, Satoshi only stared at her silently. Eating was something that he wasn't really accustomed with. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he had a proper meal ever since he learned about his curse, about his short life span. He didn't even know whether the curse still plague him even though Krad was no longer with him for years. And so, eating only served as his energy source only when he really needed it.

To think back about it, since when did he allow this noisy girl to enter his apartment— and his life? She's loud, she loved to butt into other people's business, she had no talent in cooking, had a fetish on that good for nothing thief, and above all, she loved to get herself into troubles.

So when did they become this…close?

It's hard for them to talk to each other without having some sort of a fight. Well, not really a fight, because Satoshi tended to be very quiet and indifferent whenever Risa tried to tell him to take a better care of himself. Most of the time, Risa would storm away from him with a non-stop babbling but would come back to him the next day.

Talk about irony.

Last time he met her, the younger Harada was heart-broken, mourning the loss of her love. And he had left soon enough without telling anyone but Niwa Daisuke. After four years, he had the urge to come back to Azumano for the reason he couldn't tell.

Their reunion was unexpected. Since Daisuke told him that the girl had left the town to pursue her dream, he'd let his guard down. Or maybe he was simply tired. Or Risa just had the natural talent in getting herself into troubles. Little did he know that the girl had returned. Four years didn't seem to change her to live like most girls. Risa (as she claimed) was being accused for causing injuries to a man who was actually trying to molest her. He barely had the time to register the ruckus that the girl caused in the police station when she saw him. As his comeback was exposed to her, his hard earned peaceful life had a turn of table.

Harada Risa had once again entered his life.

Now, Satoshi put his hand on his temple, trying hard to unsolve the mysterious existence of the girl in front of him.

She's not a family, that's for sure.

She's not really a friend either.

So…

"Risa," he said, unconscious about the use of the first name basis. "Why are you here?"

"To make sure that you're still alive," she replied almost immediately.

"You're trespassing my apartment."

Ignoring the guy's comment, Risa continued to nag, "When did the last time you eat? You look pale."

"…I always look pale," he retorted, walking towards the fridge and took out a bottle of water.

"Hiwatari Satoshi."

His mind failed to decipher the reason why Niwa used to fall for this girl.

She's stubborn.

She's persistent.

She's cute— ok, that one was unnecessary!

She's getting on his nerve.

So why did he let this girl in?

Truthfully, it's not that he's not interested with the girl. In fact, he was attracted to her since the beginning of his mission during the heist of Dark. However, the reality always hurt him. He couldn't own anything precious; just like how much he loved his mother.

Love was a farfetched thing; more like a myth, something that's impossible to be held.

And being a loner for as far as he could remember, he didn't know how to let other people to enter his life. Niwa Daisuke was an exception, but Harada Risa…?

"I'm not his replacement," he once said, making the girl froze with a painful expression. "I'm not Dark, Harada-san. And I'm not going to be his replacement."

"…I know…" she slowly replied after a long silent.

With a cracked smile, she left and wasn't seen for a few days…until now. She's too weird and mysterious and…unpredictable. Wasn't she was the one who declared that she hated him when they're young? So why did she keeps coming back?

"Yesterday," he gave in, gaining a quizzical look on Risa's face. "I ate lunch at 2pm yesterday. Now that you know, please leave this place."

"After that?" she asked, pretending like she didn't hear the last sentence.

"After what?"

"Did you eat anything after that?"

Ironically, now he wished that Krad was here. At least that would keep her away from him.

"Hara—"

"Did you, or did you not?"

The blue eyes stared intensely at the brown ones without a blink. Silently, he took a step forward.

Then another step.

Followed by a few others.

Until their faces were only centimeters apart.

"Harada-san…" he said slowly.

The use of slow tone by the young man caused a faint blush to appear on Risa's determined face, "W-what?"

"You…" he continued, making Risa held her breath for God knows why.

As far as she remembered, they were never this close. So when he stood in front of her like this, she could almost hear her heartbeat as loud as…er…as loud as Saehara's excited voice upon getting very up to date news!

And when he stared at her like that, she could do nothing but felt mesmerized by those cold, ice blue eyes. They looked very pretty without those glasses. She wondered if this guy realized that he looked very, very handsome without them. Then again, he did say that he didn't really need his glasses. If he didn't have a problem with his sight, then why did he wear it years ago? And when the same blue eyes pierced into hers like this, she couldn't shake away the nervousness she felt.

"W-w-what?" she stammered.

"Your phone is ringing," he said monotonously and took back his reports from her hands.

Risa's face flushed, and she was struggling not to let it showed in front of this guy. She glared daggers to him before frantically searched for her phone. As she answered the call, she used her mind power to tell Satoshi to eat the bento which she made about an hour ago. God knew just how skinny the guy was. For God's sake, he's not even twenty, didn't live in a country with a high rate of famine— or bulimia! What made it so hard for him to eat something? Speaking of eating, what did he feed on to keep alive? Water and sunlight?

Sighing, she closed her phone and stared at the blue haired guy who seemed to get caught up with his work again. Unknown to her, Satoshi was actually studying her every movement.

"I have to go," she said.

Satoshi immediately looked up even before his mind managed to stop him. Trying to cover it up, he just scoffed and flipped the files noisily. He thought that he should say something, yet nothing seemed to come to his mind. The younger Harada was about to open the door when she sensed a presence behind her. When she turned around, her heart almost stopped upon seeing Satoshi's shirt clad chest; only inches apart from her face. Damn, weren't girls supposed to be taller than boys during this age? Why did she feel so much shorter than him?

"You forgot your sweater," he said, handing her the red sweater.

"T-Thanks…" she replied, trying hard not to stammer. "Ano…Satoshi-kun?"

Satoshi looked at her with curious, hinting her to continue.

"Please eat something," she continued with a serious expression. "I really mean it."

And she left, leaving the stunned commander to stand in front of his door step. His tired mind tried to digest the unexplainable feeling he now felt. Since when did Harada Risa become to mature and…so beautiful? Had she changed when he was absent? Why didn't he notice it until now?

He ruffled his hair to push the weird thoughts away when he stopped in front of the coffee table; staring at the meal made by the girl.

Well…he did feel a bit hungry…

Besides, how bad could it be to have a bite or two?

~oOo~

The next morning, Commander Hiwatari Satoshi was admitted to the hospital due to food poisoning.

It seemed that four years didn't change Risa's poor skills in cooking.

~end~