Schizo: Eeek! SO sorry I took so long to give you the last thing. I know. It was cruel and uncalled for... but... but... the world is against me! I would tell you all the obstacles I went through, but they would sound odd and insanitary. One of them involves my bare feet and a gay man who dared me to walk on him. Why? I. Don't. Know. BUT IT WAS HELL OF A FUN THING TO DO! (He's a real good friend)

Anyways, there's some fanart for U S of Angel on my profile. If you have any and want me to post it up, just send me a link and I will. (smile)

Oh! And I saw my albino inspiration at the Taco Bell yesterday! Yeah, Gavin's albino thing was all inspired by a good guy (there was come confusion when I just randomly shouted, "HOLY SHIT! IT'S YOU!") named Rick (last names won't be given). He's reeeeeal nice and I've only spoken to him once, but hey... how many times can you run into your albino friend in the Taco Bell?

I don't own D N Angel. Uh... Deal with it?

Gavin

“OH MY GOD! THEY DID IT! THEY DID IT! EEEEEK! RIKU THEY DID IT!”

“RISA! THEY STILL THINK WE’RE SITTING DOWN!”

“OH! RIGHT!”

Separating from Daisuke, who also had a mad heat rush to the cheeks, I laughed a little. It’s a little flattering how some people would go through so much trouble for a little bit of gossip. Even if Daisuke and I make one hell of a show for people…

“Should… Should we go out now?” Daisuke whispered, which was pointless knowing they could hear our words anyway. I nodded running my fingers up and down Daisuke’s calves, as if they were golden, and cooed in his ear, “Let’s have some fun.”

He beamed at the thought pulling me closer to him as we both began lowering ourselves to the floor. Unfortunately, with the closet being uncomfortably small, we had to readjust ourselves. So, I got myself in between Daisuke’s legs with a firm grip on his left thigh. His feet took hold on the second or third shelf closest to the floor and most of the weight was on his shoulders (but I helped).

Ding

We both looked up. A book had hit a cup and was balancing itself on the edge of the shelf. Reaching up for the book, my hand slipped from its sturdy place and my nose clashed with the doorknob.

“Fuck!” Holding my nose, I checked if it was bleeding. It wasn’t… much.

“Gavin!” Daisuke scooted himself back so that he was sitting up and already took in charge by pulling my hands away and examining my nose. He made a little hiss, “You always hurt yourself. Why don’t you be more careful!”

“…I love you?”

He started laughing.

“Gavin…” He poked my cheek, “You’re hurt, you shouldn’t be joking around.”

“I’m not joking!” Daisuke looked around the closet, found a napkin, and wiped my nose rolling his eyes, “Not that…”

“Well, the only reason why I get hurt is because I’m always trying to protect yoooou.”

“Then stop protecting me.”

“But then you get hurt, and that’s bad because well… then I get no kiss, and if I don’t get any kisses then I’m unhappy which makes you unhappy and well… it’s just bad.”

“So why is it different if you get hurt?”

I smiled, “Kisses are great healers.”

Mr. Ravencroth

“I’m so bad… This is the third day I’m skipping work just for the sake of skipping.”

My wife chuckled a bit and said, “You always were such a bad ass.”

“I’m forty-two!”

“Forty-five when you’re angry.” She used a finger to point it out.

“Yeah, but oh… what ever am I going to do? Won’t you be bored at home?”

My wife nodded in disagreement. That was a stupid question. Haden couldn’t get bored even if she tried. Give her some chop sticks, like at the moment, and food and she will entertain herself for hours. She was pretending the broccolis and the carrots were going into a full grown war over the soy chicken that had won the heart of Prince Brock (broccolis) when in marriage with Prince Cary (carrots). Pretty much the tale of the Trojan War.

“Never mind I asked…” I smirked watching my wife stab the soy chicken as she said the great goddess Haden of the Forks decided to punish the soy chicken for being a whore. A nice little ending to our lesson. Moral of the story: Never be a whore.

“What about the princes?” She never explained that end of the story. I suppose being a writer makes you think that way… every detail must be finished and no questions (unless on purpose of course) should be left. She looked up at me and smiled, “They fell in love.”

“With whom?”

“Um…” She pondered a bit and then cocked her head to the right, “With each other!”

“They went gay?”

She ate the soy chicken and nodded, “Reminds me of Raven.”

“Yes, except I wish he-”

Suddenly my wife began choking. Her chest exerted forward many times and she pounded a fist to her chest and coughed.
“Haden!” I leaped forward off the chair going to her side and slapped a hand on her back making the soy chicken spit out of her mouth. She panted and turned to me, eyes wide in fear, and I stroked her back comforting her.

“It’s okay.” She grabbed my face, eyes still wide in fear and in a small quiet voice, she whispered, “I love you.”

Seeing how I was in a crouched position next to her chair, I simply fell backwards on my behind from the shock and looked up at Haden. My wife smiled gently feeling her lips as if they were new to her, and repeated, “I love you.”

“You can say it now?”

“I love you.” She looked to the sides of her like she heard a secret and giggled.

“I love you!”

“Yes dear, I find that wonderful and all, but I don’t understand…” I got to my knees touching her cheeks, “How can you say it all of a sudden? I thought… I thought it was a curse.”

She looked at the piece of the soy chicken.

“Hm… Maybe it’s okay to be a whore.” Oi Haden…

Takeshi

Keiji and I, still in the fierce battle of who was to peek through the keyhole, were cheek to cheek, shoulder to shoulder, and one eye on the door barely seeing anything. With my right hand, I slipped it in front of Keiji poking at his stomach.

“Eep!” He bent over grabbing his stomach and I pushed over looking through the keyhole. Gavin and Daisuke had begun kissing. Smiling, I secretly celebrated in my mind for Gavin. Until Keiji tackled me to the ground that is…

“Cheater!” He pinned my wrists to the floor and had his knees next to my waist. The class gasped, apparently interested in the action before their eyes rather than the drama before their ears, and watched Keiji look me straight in the eye through his golden bangs.

“Saga, get off me.”

“Hm,” He leaned down touching nose to nose making me go cross-eyed and laughed, “You’re cuter up front, the cameras will love you.”

“I don’t want to be in one of your movies.”

He leaned on his elbows this time and simply rested his whole body on mine, “Aw, but why?”

“Saga…! Get off!”

“Tee-hee. Does this,” He moved his hip causing a great erection, “, bother you?”

“Aye…! In front of everyone…! Stop it!”

I looked ahead of me trying to find an escape and saw Hiwatari.

“Hiwatari! Get Saga off me!”

“You two look fine.” He said. I pleaded, “Please! He’s… bothering me!”

“Aw, why treat me so harshly?” Keiji went to my ear nibbling it a bit.

“Hiwatari! Saga is violating me!”

Hiwatari sighed, “Saga get off Saehara.”

“I’m having fun.” Keiji continued nibbling my ear.

I looked up at Hiwatari, using the expression no one could resist. The large pupil eyes (the irresistible rich dark brown puppy eyes), the quivering lip, and the sniffles; who could resist helping a handsome boy in need?

“I tried.” Hiwatari bluntly looked the other way.

“You’re ignoring me so you won’t fall for it!” I yelled.

“Saehara,” He got up walking over to us and pushed Keiji off me, “Happy now?”

“Yes!”

“No!” Keiji tackled me to the floor again the moment I had just sat up.

“Saga, stop fooling. Saehara obliviously doesn’t enjoy your company.”

“Look who’s talking.” Keiji sneered over to Hiwatari. As much as Hiwatari was a bastard, that… that was just cruel.

“I never throw myself at anyone.”

“It’s not throwing,” Keiji sat up, “, it’s flirting.”

“Guys…?” Did I just start something?

Gavin

It’s the happy ending of my life, yet I’m only fourteen and there’s still the rest of life to go. So let’s call it the happy chapter of my life. Where I finally can be with my love and say it, but still have the freedom to explore. I’ll just have someone to share it with. It’s nice. Especially when they’re just as eager to spend their next chapters with you and hopefully the rest of their life as well.

But let’s not go cliché… We were making out in a closet for crying out loud.

“You know,” I held him close to me, “, as much as I love you… you still don’t know some very important things about me.”

“Hm? What’s that?”

“My past.” I kissed him gently, “I’ll tell you it later when we can spread out on a bed or something.”
“So we can have sex you mean.” He poked my stomach. I laughed, “No… because this closet is real cramped and my past is fourteen years long.”

“I guess I would have to tell you about Dark, right?”

“That would be nice.”

“I can tell you here.”

“Then you won’t have anything to say when I tell you my past, save it. I can wait.”

“Well, if your hand goes any lower,” I blushed. “, I might change into Dark.”

“I see.” Like a good boy, I kept my hands in hip line.

“We wouldn’t want that, now would we?”

“Well, he’s got his eye on another man.”

“Hm? Aw… No more love triangle?”

“Hey…” He took me towards him, “Triangles suck.”

“But circles rule.” Daisuke nodded. “’Cause we’re straight as circles.”

“I thought you were bisexual?”

“Not anymore.”

Daisuke

/Oh… Commitment…/

Smiling, we leaned back against the door. If only we hadn’t leaned against the doorknob, we might have not been the ones to fall on my back staring at the rest of the class who had blushed madly at our position. It was then when girls squealed, boys smiled (some squealed too…), and Sensei coughed dusting her skirt and walked over to the board.

“Class… The knowledge of drama, a classic example in literature. Generally, writers will end it happily to give hopes to the reader that life is worth living for and opportunity to be happy is always a given. Now-”

“I thought we were learning prepositions!” I remember the name of the “idiot”, Shuichi.

Gavin helped me up, instantly wrapping his arms around me when we stood. Neither of us minded the audience; we didn’t mind at all. Except, he surprised me with his next comment.

“How do you feel?” His eyes pointing to my pants. I didn’t really enjoy talking about it, but Gavin was worried, so it only made sense. I reassured him with the updates. It was healing, quickly actually. Satoshi didn’t quite do much. I was… lucky?

“AHHHH! HIWATARI!” Sae- Takeshi actually… Takeshi hid behind Satoshi, “Keiji is trying to molest me!”

“I need to know how your body looks! It’s only uncomfortable for the first few minutes!”

“Leave him alone and live on with your life.” Satoshi was protecting Takeshi?

“You just want him for yourself!”

“Hm…” Gavin looked at Takeshi, “Flirting with Satoshi and Keiji at the same time, eh Takeshi?”

“No!”

“Don’t lie, I see you trying to slip your hand below Satoshi’s waist.”

“NO!” Takeshi took his hands back taking a step away from Satoshi.

“Kind of funny actually,” Gavin laughed, “Takeshi always steals Daisuke’s ex-boyfriend and Satoshi’s always the rebound. How ironic.”

“That would be true if Saehara and I had hooked up.” Satoshi glared.

“So why don’t you?”

Everyone turned to Satoshi, except Takeshi who was blushing madly. He was also sticking his middle finger up at Gavin mouthing the words, “I hate you…”

“I know…” Gavin mouthed back.

“All well and dandy, but I believe Saehara is mine.” We all watched Keiji slip a hand around Takeshi’s waist making Takeshi shout and having Satoshi glare. He said, “How idiotic can you be?”

“Satoshi…!” Everyone arched an eyebrow at Takeshi, who innocently looked at us (besides taking his chance to get away from Keiji) and broke the silence, “What?”

Gavin

After school, through the menacing battle of Takeshi escaping Keiji and Satoshi being the shining knight in armor (whether he says by force or not), I took Daisuke back to my place. Apparently, we were due for a very long talk. So, in preparation, I ignored all of my classes to put the words in place so Daisuke could understand, love, and not yell in my ear about “what was I thinking” and “how could I ever steep so low to a level”. I was still working on the hook-liner.

“Are you going to open the door Gavin?” I hadn’t realized that we were in front of my door. With a nervous chuckle, I took out my keys unlocking the door and let Daisuke in. He smiled and said my house still looked the same, with the exception of Mom’s bra hanging on Dad’s computer chair. I rather not get in details why it might be there.

“Couch or my room?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

So we went to my room where Daisuke settled himself comfortably in the naturally formed ring of my sheets.

“So where to start?” Daisuke smiled, eager to learn everything I would tell him. I smiled, “Um… I guess we could start with the basics.”

“Okay.”

“Do you know what I am?”

“…A guy?”

“I am an albino in the oculocutaneous albinism category. To specify in my category, I’m an OCA1A or classic tyrosinase-negative OCA albino. The type of albinos you’re familiar to. You know the white hair, pale skin, and pale pigmented eyes.”

He blinked, obviously confused to no end.

“They’re medical terms, Daisuke. There are many types of albinos, but I’m just an OCA1A. I’m one of the few that have red eyes though.”

“I thought all albinos had red eyes.”

“Not true.”

“Hm?”
“Most albinos have blue eyes to light gray. It ranges, an albino can have brown eyes depending on what category they are. My mother is an albino too.”

“She has red hair though.”

“She’s a red OCA. In that category, she gets cream colored skin, red-brownish hair, and light eyes. That’s where she gets the red eyes from, and because of her, so did I.”

“Oh.”

“Also, in a couple of weeks or so my vision is going to go poor, so I’m going to have to get glasses or contacts or something… My eyesight isn’t that great right now really, but good enough.”

“You in glasses?”

I laughed, “Oh you know I’m going to look sexy as Hell in them. Think of all the role playing Daisuke…” He blushed.

“You know a lot about albinism, don’t you?”

“It’s who I am.” I continued, “Anyways, Dad had the gene for albinism too. Otherwise I’d be… “normal”. Fate I guess. Every one of my cousins on my mom’s side are albinos. Some are OCA1Bs or ocular albinos or OCA1As like me, but don’t ever bring it up to them.”
“Why?”

“We don’t like talking about it.”

Daisuke

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“But I do want to.” He looked up me now hugging his knees, “See Daisuke, even though my family doesn’t like to speak of the albinism, we still do so for our lover’s sake. They have a right to know what we are. It’s just… that’s the point. We feel like freaks.”

Gavin twirled some strands of his hair between his fingers, “We all grew up pretty much the same way. The famous questions: Are you going to die before the rest of us, like at ten or something? Are you retarded? Is it normal to have white hair? Are you OLD? Why do you have red eyes? Are you a demon? Are you magic? Can you fly? You’re not going to kill me are you? Are you evil?” He stopped chuckling a bit, “I could go on… There’s a lot, and those are the non-imaginative ones.”

“How can they ask such things?”

“We’re not common. They’re scared. They’re curious. They’re ignorant. They’re naïve. They’re… confused.”

“I wasn’t confused when I met you.”

“Yeah well, Daisuke, you’re not like most people. You have another self in you.”

“Even if Dark wasn’t a part of me, I still wouldn’t be confused and I’d still love you.”

“Well that’s nice.” He came over to me on his bed taking me in his lap and made us both lie on his bed. With my head on Gavin’s chest, I sighed waiting for the remainder of his “unknown past”. He yawned first, making it seem like it were nothing but some petty details he thought I should know for the sake of knowing, and then said, “Crucial detail.”

“What is it?”

“This isn’t hypothetical.”

“Okay.”

“At some point of our relationship, in the beginning I think, I told you I’ve had relationships with other girls, right?”

“You said you had one girlfriend before me.”
“I only told you that?”

“Um… You said some other girls, but they weren’t official.”

“Okay, and did I say what I did with those other girls?”

“No. Make out I guess?”

“In a way, yes, but not really.”

“Oh.”

“I expect no ranting, hitting, or comments on the girls—unless by me—during this part of the tale. Glaring will be excused, but nothing else. If you as to so much “hmph”, “hn”, or “uh!” in front of me, I will be forced to stop and kiss you passionately until you are clueless on what was discussed. Is that clear?”

“…Hm…”

“Hm-ing is unacceptable too.”

“Nnn…”

“You can moan. Only because it sounds cute.”

“Fine…”

/I’m assuming you might need to brace yourself?./

I don’t know… Apparently it’s not going to be something I like…

“When I turned thirteen, which if you don’t know is on October 4, I had one friend. Her name was Evangeline. You will never meet her, you will never talk to her, and you’ll probably forget her name in the next minute of this.”

“Evangeline?”

“Yes, Evangeline. I called her Vangie though. Anyways, she was technically my first friend who thought having white hair was “fucking awesome” and having red eyes was “uberly cool”. We had a history teacher named Mr. Ivy, who was very handsome, and we had a history project together. So while we were researching, we couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Ivy.”

“You liked guys then?”

“I thought he was hot but never considered being gay, yes. Anyways, one thing led to another and Evangeline has the honor of the girl who took away my virginity.”

“Oh.”

“It was in the library. So, while you had the comfort of my room where we could be intimate with each other all we wanted,” I blushed. “, I had to suffer through the paranoia of “will the librarian call the cops on me?” or “whoa… wait… damn this study room is too dark, am I sticking my dick in her or am I poking a book?” It’s not pretty and I’m ashamed.”

“You got better.”

“Oh Daisuke,” Gavin covered his eyes with his left palm, “Improper thoughts… Improper thoughts…”

“Okay, so is she all I have to be jealous of now?”

“No, there’s many more… After Vangie-dear,” I glared. “—excusing the glaring—Gossip went about in my school and I was now known to be good at sex because apparently Vangie-dear said I was great at sex, but she was a virgin too… Self esteem booster I guess? I don’t know, but there was the occasional pride pump whenever some ass tried to attack me with “Shut up you albino fucker!” and I’d always reply with “Virgin, do not request orders from your superior!” Vocabulary was the in-thing in my mind at the time…”

“So you knew more words than they did?”

“Dai, I knew so many words; I made up words just to see their faces when they realized it wasn’t in the dictionary. Anyways, so I began to get some fans.”

“Fans?”

“Girls who wanted to be “made into a woman” and realize “true love”—making. They were cute, I was a little teenager who knew something, and they had condoms. There wasn’t hesitation and I began to have some sex. In the early stages the sex sucked, but if it got people to like me instead of being called the “American albino fucker”, then I was all for it.”

“You had sex to have people like you?”

“That and because I was lonely. You know how people go on dates to get to know someone?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I had sex to get to know someone.”

“But didn’t you realize you were being used? They had sex with you because you were good at it.”

“No, I was an amateur actually. I knew what to do, yeah, but there was no creativity. I had no signature moves, nothing people could brag about, nope… I was just a guy you had sex with.”

“Signature moves?”

“Whores have signature moves. It’s why some whores are better than others. You want a special touch.”

“You’re not a whore!”

“Yes I was.”

“Gavin, take it ba-”

“I said no comments.”

“On the girls!”

“Fine, then I’ll end it here now and I’ll go get us some tea.”

“No.” I straddled his waist, “Tell me all of it. No exceptions.”

Gavin

“Don’t you ever put your dick is that much danger ever again!”

“I didn’t know she was a biter, okay!”

This side of Daisuke, the envious and worried beyond reason side, was quite attractive. He pinned my wrists to the mattress looking down on me and leaned down, “You should never just do that.”

“I think her name was Naomi.”

“I don’t want to know her name!”

“Comment on-”

“Her name is beautiful.”

“Okay, then we move onto the day I met Seth!”

“Seth?”

“Yeah, Seth Matrimony. When he told me his last name, I thought it was odd that it’s a synonym for “marriage”. Seth is no where near the marriage-type. He should be uh… nineteen-twenty right now. Anyways, Mackenzie had taken me to a party we heard about. At the time I was living in Pleasantville, New Jersey.”

“You moved from Maine?”

“Dad and I couldn’t stand our house anymore. Mom’s mural was too painful to look at and the therapist said it was best if we move away. Forget our problems.”

“You didn’t go to the therapist often, did you?”

“No. We knew why we were sad. Though, when we went for the one-time conference check, we thought the guy was joking. I mean, it was the first time someone told us that running away from your problems was okay.”

“Ah… Okay, now back to this Seth guy. Hey, I’m not going to hate him, am I?”

“A tad bit.”

“Aw… Gavi-kun… Why did you have to be such a whore…?”

“I know… I know… It’ll all be over soon.”

“Okay.” He perked up snuggling closer to me and gave me the signal to keep talking.

“So we went to the party and I met Seth there. I might have a picture of him… but I’m too lazy to look for it. He liked my hands. Freaked me out a bit, but he loved them and wouldn’t stop holding them.” Daisuke held my hands. “After three weeks, he finally came out of the closet to me. I was first to know.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah and the only reason why, and this was so against the law, because he liked me. Sexually.” Daisuke squeezed my hands tighter.

“But I couldn’t, I wasn’t ready. Not to have a commitment to someone… so I turned him down. Plus, I didn’t want him to get arrested. He was eighteen at the time and I was thirteen, people just wouldn’t accept and we were both guys, so that was even worse.”

“Did you…” He seemed reluctant to ask, “Did you like him back?”

“Seth?” Daisuke nodded. “Yeah.”

“Oh.”

“I even had some moments with him because he was my guide to the gay world.”

“So you mean-”

“No. We didn’t have sex.” I buried my head in Daisuke’s hair, “Silly… You were my first, I thought you knew?”

“Well I…”

“So yeah, that’s Seth. He’s technically the good guy. The others however… Then we get into the dark-evil-bastards-who-tried-to-rape-me part.”

“Whaaaat?”

“Yes, where I grew vulnerable. I was desperate. I wanted a lover. I wanted love. I lusted for it. I craved it. I was willing to do whatever it took to have someone say they loved me and mean it. That’s when sex got addicting. Daisuke, you don’t know how it feels to just feel someone’s skin one night and the next feel someone else’s. Everyone is different. They love you in a different way.

“I liked the variety, knowing I had many to choose from. Until I realized they wouldn’t stay. I was there for one night and one night only. Except for some. They called me in the middle of the night, make me drag my ass over to their house risking my life, and I’d be at their window ready for service.

“I was service to them. It didn’t matter that I had a soul in me, I had a dick and if they had a hole, that’s what mattered. It gets boring after awhile to tell you the truth. I had different stages. First stage was the anxiety and eagerness in the sex, to feel the true virginal touches. Second stage was the arrogantly charming side of me where I’d bend that girl she never knew was possible—Don’t you dare punch me.”

“…Fine…”

“Third stage was the passionate, I want to LOVE you emotions, where people worded me around to other people saying I was one hell of a fuck. You wanted a good time, go to Gavin Ravencroth! They even made up this stupid saying. “Want some passion? Go to Gavin!” I mean, I appreciate the five-second thought in that, but… come on.”

“…slogans…” Daisuke laughed.

“And my last stage… I didn’t care. “Oh what’s this? You are in my room stripping down to your underwear and sticking a strawberry scented condom in my face demanding for sex even though you are only thirteen-fourteen years old? Okay! Let’s have sex in my bed so that I can never talk to you ever again or even learn your name! WOO!”

“Why couldn’t they just leave you alone?”

“I was popular for it. In fact, I had teachers who knew about me.”

“What do you mean…?”

“Typical day in class…

“Gavin, are you sleeping in class again?”

“What’s it to you?”

“I need you to pay attention in class, Gavin.”

“I have ears.”

“Oh? Then what was I just saying?”

“Something about AIDS.”

“We’re Literature, Gavin.”

“Like I said, something about AIDS.”

“Perhaps if you started listening in class rather than think about sex all the time, you would do decently in school.”

“Or maybe you should start telling the kiddies the dangers of AIDS. That way I can stop being called for sex, and I can FINALLY do decently in school. Huh?”

“Gavin,”

“Yes?”

“Detention.”

“That was mean Gavin…”

“I was a mean kid Daisuke… I’m terribly sorry you have to learn what an ass I was.”

“Does it end?”

“Yeah, the sex went on, but Dad finally couldn’t take it anymore.”

“What did he do?”

“I was in bed with some blonde girl when my dad walks in on us. That might have been the second or third time. So, anyways, I ditch my dad right there leaving the girl to start crying because she was probably thinking how screwed she was rather than “Gavin hates me! Waaaaahhh!” Nope. She was screwed.”

“You didn’t try to calm her down?”

“Nope.”

“You didn’t even ask her name to show you cared even a little bit?”

“Nope.”

“You didn’t even pick up her clothes for her?”
“I told her that her bra was on my chair. Otherwise, nope.”

“Did you even explain to your dad?”

“Nope.”

“You’re so cold!” Daisuke pounded on my chest, “You didn’t do that to me!”

“One, never EVER consider yourself an equal to the sluts I fucked. And two, OF COURSE I DIDN’T! Daisuke… come on, you’re better than that.”

“You could have said bye or something…”

“Oh, I said bye.”

“You cold person!”

“Yeah, well then Dad said he got a job here in Japan. And THEN, we get here and I go to get my uniforms where you clashed into me and was all happy-like and Satoshi was glaring at me from afar.”

“Even then?”

“Yes, even before I knew his name he glared at me. Fate I tell you… Fate.”

“And then you come to school, flirt with me, I attempt to take you on a tour, we make out instead, and the rest is history.”

“You’re forgetting one small detail.”

“What?”

“I fell in love with you.”

He nuzzled his cheek against mine only to ruin the moment, “You’re not just saying that because this whole conversation was about sex, are you?”

“No.”

“It seems you just want to have sex because we’re sprawled out on the bed and we do actually love each other.”

“So… does this mean you’re in the mood or something?”

He looked shocked at me only to turn away blushing and biting his lip.

“Even with…” I ran my hand down to in between Daisuke’s legs indicating his injury. Instead of answering, Daisuke just took upon himself to start kissing my neck.

“I’ll get the condoms.”

Mr. Ravencroth

“Haden! We could have taken a cab!”

My lovely wife, the one I will love no matter how idiotic or insane she is, had a firm grip on my wrist running down the sidewalk of Azumano screaming at people to get out of her path. With my manners, I apologized to every person who she shoved out of her way. Some glared, some yelled, some moved out of the way before getting attacked. Yes… attacked.

“We need the exercise! Work those thighs!”

“I understand-” I dodged a melon that a man had decided to throw at us from rage, “-that you want to celebrate with Gavin and explain the curse and all, but… but… HADEN WATCH OUT FOR THE POLE!”

“Don’t forget to turn!” It was I who ran into the pole instead of her. She stopped, turned to me, and bent down with her head cocked in confusion.

“Jake… Why are you on the floor?”

“I ran into the pole, dear.”

“Tsk, tsk… You’re in Japan, love… You’re supposed to have good coordination like those kick-ass ninjas!”

“It’s not good to stereotype, Haden.”

“Oh. Yes. Well, Jake, tell your butt the joys of running and come! Gavin and I must celebrate!”

So, she grabbed my wrist pulling me off the sidewalk and once again pulled me behind her in the chaotic chase. She had no rational reasoning to her running. If it weren’t for the fact that I had ran faster than her and made her follow me, I’d have been colliding with poles more than a few times.

We arrived home, Haden anxiously waiting for me to open the door, and she rushed inside to go to Gavin’s room. A door opened, a door closed, and Haden walked back out, “We’ll celebrate later.” Not much else I needed to know.

“Gavin! Get your naked self out here and celebrate with your mother on how you can finally say “I love you” damn it!”

A thud, a yell, an “are you okay?” and a “yeah” took place before we had a jumping-on-one-foot Gavin coming out of his room with his hands fighting with the zipper. He ruffled his hair assuming that would help and stood straight.

“Overly happy Gavin at your service SIR!” And he ended it with an ear to ear grin. One that just shouted “I just got laid” at you.

“Gavi! Would you like some tea?” Haden was always oblivious to things…

“Sure Mom!”

“Daisuke-love! Would you like some tea too?”

Daisuke tripped out of Gavin’s room pulling his shirt down and nodded sheepishly, “Thank you Mrs. Ravencroth.”

“Call me Haden dear! Or even better, MUM!” Completely oblivious to things…

“Confessed love today, I presume?” I said. Gavin’s “I just got laid” grin was now the “I now know my top favorite three words” grin.

“Daisuke-love,” Haden walked over to Daisuke after putting the tea pot on the stove, “What is your mother like?”

Gavin was now showing the “Oh God” twitch.

Daisuke

Monday Night

“You must be Emiko!” Gavin’s mother hugged mine, who hugged back, and chirped happily, “Oh I’ve been dying to meet you!”
“Your accent is lovely in Japanese!”

“Really? Jake taught me some things here and there. Oh! My name is Haden.”

“Haden! Beautiful name! Come, let’s go to the kitchen. I have this tea pot of mine.”

“Tea pots are glorious!”

“Yes, this tea pot is in the shape of a pineapple.”

Haden gasp, “You don’t say.”

“Oh yes, a one of a kind.”

“We must see it!”

Gavin

I looked at Dad and Daisuke’s father.

“So… Your wife special in her own way too?”

“Yup. Haden’s an artist.”

“Emiko’s in charge of the thieving.”

“I heard about that. She just randomly gives them out?”
“Pretty much.”
“Reminds me of Haden when she used to randomly demands me to go into a pose.”

“And you have no choice in the matter, right?”
“Right.”

“Kosuke Niwa.”

“Jake Ravencroth.”

“Jake! You must see the pineapple shaped tea pot and the apple napkins!”

“Kosuke! Show them the silverware with the little cranes on them!”

And in unison, “Yes dear…”

Daisuke

/Sneaking on roofs to “talk” with your boyfriend, good old fashioned fun./

“So you have to resist really hard if you don’t want to transform into Dark, eh?”

“Yeah, but I usually can’t do it fast enough.”

“So all those times…”

“That was actually Dark.”

“Can I punch him or something? I’ll settle for a poke in the eye if I have to.”

Dark

Ow…

Daisuke

“Thank you!” Gavin was pleased with the ever-so-painful poke.

We had finally explained everything about ourselves to each other and were completely fine with every detail. During dinner, before Gavin and I had gone up to my roof, we had the curse of the White Raven slowly revealed to us. Gavin ranted for a few moments asking why they hadn’t explained the curse in the first place. My mother and father tried to say that they didn’t know why Gavin and I broke up.

Grandpa used the excuse of “it was for the better if we learned on our own”. He wanted to make it sound as if it were all a test. A test to show us how much we loved each other. Then he smiled saying how he was proud to know we cared deeply for one another. Haden had an excuse for not being there most of the time. She did arrive five days before we got back together… Mr. Ravencroth, Jake, bluntly turned to Gavin, “You need to know true love, kid.”

So after the whole curse was discussed, we went up to the roof where Gavin said he liked how there weren’t many streetlights around my house.

“In Jersey you didn’t even know it was nighttime.” He was exaggerating of course, “You can’t see the stars like this.”

“There aren’t many out though.”

“Don’t care. I can still see them.”

I counted. “There’s seven.”

“Hey Daisuke,”

“Yeah?”

“You said Dark would disappear if your Sacred Maiden returned the feelings, right?”

“Right.”

“So… is he going to disappear?”

“I don’t know. You aren’t my Sacred Maiden.”

“I’m not?”

“Maidens are girls Gavin…”

“Yeah, but-”

“And… Risa was my first. Then Riku. Satoshi was a crush… and then you.”

“So… what happens to Dark?”

“…I’m not quite sure.”

/I only know the Sacred Maiden tale. Krad might know what will happen if I ask him./

You seem to think Krad will willingly do things for you.

/Well, what happens to me happens to him. He must be curious as well if he doesn’t know. Besides, special bond Daisuke./

Don’t remind me.

“Daisuke.”

I turned to Gavin, “Yes?”

“I’m in p-pain.”

“What?”

“My body hu…urts.”

“What?” Reaching over to Gavin, I checked in specific areas where most pain sensations would occur. Nothing out of the ordinary. I asked, “Where does it hurt?”

“Everywhere.” He looked straight ahead, “This happened before.”

“When? When did this happen? Are you sick?”

“It’s because of the cu-urse. I think I still have it.”

“No you don’t! Satoshi asked you of your feelings!”

“I know, but…” He jerked forward holding his stomach and gasped out, “Maybe he only did half of the breaker.”

“What do you mean?”

“He asked about love, but…” I backed up slightly at the sight of wings sprouting out of Gavin’s back. “He asked nothing about hate.”

/Guess we’re going to need Krad…/

Satoshi

“KRAAAAAD!”

Looking up from my novel to the window of my bedroom, I groaned at the sound of Dark’s voice.

“What does he want now?”

/I would assume it has to do with Raven./

When will Gavin ever leave me alone?

/Perhaps when it’s all over./

What do you mean? I asked him his feelings.

/Half of his feelings, you asked about love./

Why didn’t you tell me before?

/The curse is broken in order. Raven must confess love first symbolizing that love is far more important than hatred and that hatred should always be overpowered. So it was crucial that when you asked of his feelings, the answer had to do nothing with hatred. That’s why I only told you of the love half./

You were on his side all along?

/Not exactly./

“OPEN THE WINDOW! THIS IS IMPORTANT!”

So whose side were you on?

/I am always on your side, my everything, but I have shamefully discarded you from my thoughts in the situation./

What do you mean?

/There is a Finnish folklore about the ravens, thus accounting to the White Ravens, and it goes as so: While the raven is seen as a bird of ill omen, it is said that below its wing is a feather of fortune. If the hunter can find it, he is rewarded by a bountiful catch./

What is the reward?

/Whatever you so desire. The feather of fortune will grant any one wish you want with no sly consequences./

What’s your wish?

/I think the answer is obvious./

“KRAD! GAVIN HAS TURNED INTO THE WHITE RAVEN AGAIN! HE’S FLYING OUR WAY!”

You mean you want…

/A body of my own./

Krad

Dark, relieved that I had come out of the house at all, pointed upwards indicating Raven was the sky awaiting the battle to end it all. We flew upwards cautious of our surroundings. Ravens were known to be pistol flyers. Hide in the clouds, camouflage in the darkness, and pierce when target locked. Gavin was no different.

“Mousy! Move!”

Ramming into Dark, we dodged an attack of Raven’s. He growled frustrated from the failed attempt and flew eye to eye with us. No different than from last time. Claws sharp as knives, ashen wings, and those blood piercing eyes that deathly shone bright beneath the shadows of his bangs.

“Have you the feather of fortune?” I called out to him. We were a rough twenty feet or so away from each other. Dark flew by my side, “What do you mean? What feather?”

“Be quiet Dark.”

“I want to know, I can’t just-”

“You wish for it?” Raven spread his left wing outwards letting the moonlight strike it and I nodded at the golden feather tucked tightly under the natural white ones.

“Yes.”

“Fight for it then. You want my fortune and I want your life.”

“So be it.”

Dark

“Aim for his wing, if you can tear it off just do it.”

“Won’t that kill Gavin?”

“No.” Krad summoned a feather, “It will kill the White Raven.”

“Why do we want the feather of, ” I thought for a moment to remember, “, the feather of fortune?”

“So we can get something out of it.”

“Get what?” I summoned a feather waiting for Gavin to move, do anything.

“A wish, Dark… Pay attention! Our lives are in danger. If we make one slight mistake we are gone.”

“What sort of wish?”

He sighed turning to me, “You want a body or not?”

Suddenly, Gavin was gone. We tensed up looking around our surroundings to see where he had flew. My back was pressed against Krad’s as we circled around in the night sky. There were no sounds, exception to the nervous breathing of both Krad and I, and the fear increased in the ravenous sky. Years of fighting, and we were frightened by a bird. Somehow that didn’t make us feel any better.

“Dark angel, white angel, flying in the sky… Which one to choose from on first to die…?” His voice haunted us, still not revealing his location.

“Clever rhyme.” Krad mocked, “Steal it from a book?”

“No,” A vague blur flashed before us, obviously Gavin with the rip of Krad’s jacket, “We Ravens are clever.”

“Bloody fool, this was my favorite jacket.”

“How many of those do you have?” I asked.

“That isn’t even remotely important to this fight.”

“But- ACK!”

Pushing Krad underneath me (oh dear…), he just barely missed Gavin’s claws… again.

“Mousy, stop watching out for me when you have yourself to account for!” And with that, he pulled my feet down holding me close to him as Gavin missed a second time. Sure, it was just to get my balance back from the sudden plunge, but his left hand was a little low and our faces were (in my opinion) comfortably close.

“Well Krad, it takes a life-death experience for you to hold me?”

“Hush,” All the worthwhile, his hand was still very low and our faces were still very close. Honestly, were we having a romantic moment yet trying to save our lives as well? With my overactive imagination, this was not good for me…

Gavin flew out from beneath the clouds seductively swaying side to side in the air with his eyes closed. He was humming, a melody of sorrow, and danced in the sky rhythmically waving his hands. Krad let go of me putting his guard up, along with I, and watched Gavin closely. He seemed to have put the attacks to a cease to dance to the melancholy song. Suspiciously spinning in the air and moving the arcs of his wings, there was no logic to his reasoning in doing this during a battle. What was he thinking? What was he not thinking?

Sharp turn of the head.

“Dark dies first.”

He aimed at me grabbing my arms as we plunged down the sky spiraling and increasing the speed. I struggled to get out of his clutch kicking his sides and beating off his wings with my own.

“Let go of me, you bastard!”

Both our strengths were equally matched. Our arms pushed forwards only to be pushed back, and the knuckles of our hands grew whiter by the second as we strained to move, besides the falling to our doom.

“You die, you die.” My left hand slipped giving him the full access to grab my neck for the strangling, which he took full advantage of. My eyes began to cross trying pinpoint his hand and my tongue got caught from the lack of air going through my lungs. I tried to breathe through my nose, but sadly, it doesn’t work that way. Gavin squeezed tighter lodging his thumb up making me gasp.

“Only I can kill Dark.”

Saved by a white angel and trying to gain composure back along with the knowledge to fly. My vision was slightly dizzy for a few seconds, but cleared up. Krad had turned the path around now emerging with Gavin blocking every attack and doing some of his own. Krad looked at me, using an attack to point to Gavin’s back and continued fighting. A duty calls me.

Krad

Raven, being wise to my actions, cawed out. My ears were at the breakthrough of bleeding from the retched noise being how Raven cried out a caw of anger and vile hatred. Unlike the time when he screeched of pain. Raven had perfected the jagged disarray and fowl notes of pitch making both Dark and I cringe.

He had those talents. Give him a weakness and Raven would strike it. It was the raven way. To get their food, they use another animal to come near something dangerous till it met its death. The slightest wound, any at all, and the ravens would tear through it till their wants were satisfied. They never needed the food. Precisely why many people hated ravens. Ravens were too clever for their own good.

He stretched out his wings using the moonlight to create an intimidating appearance. Those eyes shown with a glare of distance and he bared his fangs at me while he continued bellowing. And then I saw Dark struggling. He was holding his ears fighting the clamor to all his might, but his eardrums got the best of him distracting him from other thoughts. He began to fall.

The sound waves were quite powerful. So movement was entirely the easiest thing to do when in fact, you yourself are trying desperately to overcome your eardrums and save your combat partner as well. My only option was to give in to the cries of Raven if I were to catch up to Dark. So I did.

Dark

Wincing, cringing; my strength was being eaten alive by the severe damage to my hearing. My hearing was too much in desperation to be tamed, I couldn’t use any other senses at all. My voice was mute as I tried to scream out, but the pain and the soreness of Gavin’s strangle was far too great that nothing came. My eyes were shut tightly already to possibly distract the noise. Unfortunately, closing your eyes increases the noise since sight is what balances your hearing. It’s not something you want to figure out when you’re bleeding from the ears.

Also something you don’t want to imagine.

But something, rather someone, grabbed my wrists forcing me to open my eyes. Krad. He glared, probably frustrated at how weak I was, and pulled me up with him to keep flying. Soaring, we flew up towards Raven, who never took a second to pause, and Krad looked down at me. I could tell he was straining to speak through the sound vibrations.

“Reach for the left wing,” He paused to get some oxygen, “And you better grab that golden feather.”

Then he threw me at Gavin.

Krad

At last Raven’s cry ceased from the sudden tackle by Dark. Dark reached for Raven’s left wing of course, but he had to fight for it. With Raven flapping his wings frantically to push Dark off, Dark used his right hand to strangle Raven’s neck. Revenge, I suppose. Thankfully, his dug into Raven’s wing triggering a shattering screech of pain and Dark found the feather of fortune.

To assist, I flew up grabbing Raven’s arms.

“Dark, state your wish!”

“But you wanted the feather!”

Raven was struggling to get free, “How dare you, you demon!”

“You know what I want and you want it to!” I glared at Dark, “Now say the damn wish because you’re the only one who can ask for it!”

He nodded, holding the feather tightly.

“I wish for Krad and I to each have a body of our own.”

“YOU CONNIVING BASTARDS!”

Letting go of Raven, he soared up glowing of a golden aura and looked down upon us.

“For years of torture and I shall grant you paradise?” He rose his hands upwards, “Cruel fate has gone on your side!”

You said there were no sly consequences.

/There aren’t./

“I hate you all.” With that, Raven enchanted the skies with magic far beyond Dark and my comprehension as it took us in.

“I truly hate you all.”

Dark

I opened my eyes realizing I was on the ground. Instantly picking up my head, I looked around me. Krad had woken up slightly before me; he was rubbing the back of his head.

“Krad.”

“Wake up Niwa and Satoshi.”

“Wha-” Turning around, there I saw Daisuke lying soundly with Satoshi facing the opposite direction too in a slumber. We won.

“Daisuke… Daisuke…” I poked his head, “Daisuke… Daisuke…”

“Mmnn… Leave me alone…” He covered his head digging his head in the grass, and jumped awake, “Ah!” He got scared by a bug.

“Hello, hello.” Daisuke’s eyes grew wide as he observed me, “You… You have your own body!”

“One hell of a feather I tell ya.”

“Hn…” Satoshi fixed his glasses while he sat up, “It seems you were right.” He was talking to Krad, who nodded and replied, “I’m always right.”

“Where’s Gavin?” Then it hit us.

No one knew.

Gavin

“He drowns in his dreams… and exquisitely extreme I know… He’s as damned as he seems… and more heaven than a heart could hold.”

The lashes of my eyes fluttered slowly as I grasped the familiarity of the voice singing. Mom. She sung softly while cradling me in her arms and I nuzzled my head in the comfort of her breasts as I blocked my eyes from the sunrise. We were on the roof. She was stroking my white tresses still singing her melody and tucked my legs up to her stomach.

“He’s beautiful… Never considering the differences… between him and others… always and forever, my precious.”

I tugged at her shirt to let her know I was awake. She stopped singing, “Good morning, my Raven.”

“Keep singing Mom.”

“Oh? You like it?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Very well, but your darling should be arriving soon.”

“Daisuke?”
“Yes, the curse is finally gone.”

“Where is he?”

“Somewhere, he’s fine. No need to worry, my Raven. Now, you caused quite a few damages to the communication wires, transferring wrong signals to others.”

Yawning, I apologized, “I’m sorry Mom, and I won’t do it again.”

She laughed, “Let’s hope so.”

Daisuke

“Having no wings sucks.” Dark complained as he caught up with the rest of us in the long walk to Gavin’s house. We had already checked the park, the mall near the park, and the roads. Krad suggested Gavin would be at his house. Something about young birds go back to their nests and mother birds. So, that’s where we were heading.

“Daisuke,” I turned to Satoshi, “Hm? Yes Satoshi?”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“This could have all be settled out if…” He rubbed the side of his arm, “If maybe I hadn’t been stubborn.”

“Well,” I smiled, “Krad and Dark have their own bodies now. So maybe it’s not all that bad.”

“You mean to say you’re not angry at me?”

“Oh. Um. Well… I can’t really be alone in a room with you right now… ever since…”

“Oh. Yes. I’m terribly sorry for that too.”

“I forgive you, just…” He looked at me hopefully. “Be nice to Gavin.”

He was reluctant to say so, but he finally agreed to be a tad bit nicer.

“And when I say this, I mean no more glaring, no more fighting, no more trying to stab Gavin in the HEAD.”

“If that is… what you want.”

“I forgive you completely then!”

“Never changes, does he?” Krad asked Dark. Dark nodded, “Nope.”

Gavin

“You’re here!”

Mom had taken me down back into the house rather than continue sitting on the roof. So, when the door knocked and I volunteered to open the door, I didn’t quite expect to be tackled to the floor in a vicious hug by Daisuke. No complaints whatsoever, just surprised.

“Nice to meet you too, Dai.”

“Dark and Krad have their own bodies now.” He smiled helping me up from off the floor. I looked over to Dark, who was scooting closer to Krad nudging him with his elbow and winking repeatedly and sang, “I know what we’re going to dooooo.”

Krad crossed his arms rolling his eyes and said, “I foresee an abusive relationship.”

So Dark rammed into him pressing him against the wall, “I can deal with that.”

“Well…” Taking my eyes off Krad and Dark (to give them privacy?), I looked over to Satoshi, “Um… You… uh… want to come inside…?”

“Daisuke-love!” Mom hugged Daisuke, “So good to meet you again after five hours!”

“That’s my mom.” I explained to Satoshi, who had arched an eyebrow.

“I thought your mom left.”

“She came back.”

“How fortunate.”

“…Yes.”

“Hm? And who are you?” My mother observed Satoshi, “Are you a friend?”

“Yeah, he’s a friend.” I said, “He’s a Hikari.”

“YOU!” She hugged Satoshi, apparently cutting off his respiratory system, and yelled happily, “Oh! It’s been so long since my family has been looking for you and your relatives! We did once, but your DAMN great-grandmother died by pneumonia!”

“I’m… sorry?” Satoshi was trying to breathe.

She let go of him and smiled, “School starts in an hour!”

“Mom…!”

Daisuke

It was odd not having Dark in my mind anymore. Though, fortunately, I could finally get him out of my head where he wouldn’t know what I was thinking about anymore!

“I can see you scooting over to Gavin, I may be in a tree with Krad, but I can see you right NOW. You are taking advantage of this, aren’t you? Aren’t you? I can-”

“Leave the boy alone, you twit.”

“Oh… You want to do something, Krad?”

“Stop smiling at me like that, Mousy.”

“We may be in a tree, but-”

“I’m getting down.”

“No, Krad! Don’t-”

So I had an ear piece in my ear to wean myself off of Dark’s voice in my head and so I saw Dark and Krad fall out of the tree they were in across from the school? Nothing is wrong with that…

“Keiji…! Stop trying to flirt with me!” Takeshi was still annoyed with the attention from Keiji, “I’m fine, really! You don’t have to feed me!”

“You have food on your cheek.” Keiji kneeled over Takeshi, “Let me lick it off you…”

Whack

“Right on Satoshi!” Gavin cheered, “Fight for your man!”

Satoshi helped Takeshi up, “You weakling, push him off if you don’t want to be harassed.”

“…Thanks Satoshi…”

“It’s ON now Hiwatari!” Keiji tried to trip Satoshi, who simply stepped aside and gestured Takeshi to follow, “The bell’s about to ring.”

“Ah… Life is sweet.” Gavin leaned back on the grass laying his head on his math book, “Right, Daisuke?”

“Uh-huh.” I tucked myself under his arm and rested. “Things are great now.”

“And can only get better.”

Gavin

Two months later…

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“I’m sorry Gavin,” Mom was packing a one of Dad’s shirt in a suitcase, “If I had known I was going to move to Japan, I would have canceled my art tour in advance, but I can’t, it’s too soon of cancellation.”

“Pretend your sick.”

“I can’t Gavin. That would be unfair towards the fans.”

“But… but… I don’t want to leave Japan for three months!”

“I know Gavi, but… My art tour is in three weeks and you know your father scheduled a book tour around the same time. He’s advertising his future-to-be author’s fame. No one will be here to watch you, you have to come Gavin.”

“I’m… I’m almost fifteen… in uh… seven months!” It was March.

“I’m sorry, but unless there’s someone who’s willing to take care of you for three months straight, I find it difficult to see any other way around it.” She picked up a pair of socks with flamingos on it and another pair with puppies, “Now… Which one screams “look at the socks, LOOK AT THEM”?”

“The flamingoes.” I sighed, “But Mom… That means I have to leave everyone and I’ll be so behind in school now… and you know Daisuke is going to hate me for this!”

I pointed to Daisuke, who was pleasantly amusing himself with my CD player playing an English 80’s rock band.

“Na na na na… terrible fortune… na na na…uh… something in English… na na na!”

“Well, I’m sorry Gavin.” Mom was actually serious this time, “But no one is here to take care of you.”

And that’s when I remembered…

Daisuke

Gavin’s upside down face, who was smiling awfully wide, scared me into sitting up.
“Gavin!” I pressed the pause button, “Don’t scare me like that.”

“Daisuke…” He slipped onto the couch with his hand around my waist, “You and I have been together for awhile now, right?”

“Yes…”

“Not counting our one-week break up, it’s been three months, hasn’t it?”

“Yes.” I smiled happy he remembered.

“Now Daisuke,” He nuzzled his nose in my hair also making the frame of his glasses fiddle with my hair (he just got them two weeks ago), “Wouldn’t you just love three whole months just me and you? In one room?”
“Yes!”

“Then let me stay at your house for three months straight.”

“Ye- What?”

“My mom is going on an art tour while my dad is going on a pro-fame book tour, so they’ll be gone for three months and if I don’t find somewhere to stay… they’re taking me with them.”

“Three months?” Wrapping my arms him, I tightened, “You can’t leave me for three months!”

“So let me stay.”

“I don’t know if you can, though.”

“Oh… Don’t you have a bunk bed? I’ll sleep on the bottom.”

“Yeah well, I highly doubt that my parents will believe that for three months you’ll have no temptations in sleeping on the top bunk with me.”

“Well… we’ll figure something out. Right now I need my mom to let me stay with you.”

“Okay.”

Haden

“Oh Dai-suke, what is that you say? You say you have an ex-tra bunk in your bunk bed?”

“Why yes, Gav-in.”

“Well, Dai-suke dar-ling, why don’t I stay at your house for three months? Would-n’t that be nice? No has-sle, we get a-long reeeal nice-ly, aaaaand your mo-ther will sure-ly let me STAY.”

“Of course Gav-in.”

Sighing, I said, “I get it, okay?”

“So can I stay?” Gavin perked up. Packing the rainbow scarf of mine, I shrugged, “I’ll have to talk with Daisuke’s mother.”

“Daisuke! We have to run to your house!”

Gavin

“Okay, here’s how it’s going to go down. Gavin, you are to stay at Daisuke’s house for three months starting April in the next three weeks. There are going to be some rules though.”

I nodded at Emiko, “Yes ma’am.”

“One, I expect you to be home at ten the latest, nine is more preferred. Besides, you should always be with Daisuke and if you aren’t, there will be instant punishment.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Two, there are two bunks in the bunk bed, one for both you and Daisuke. If we ever find anything sexual going on, we will be forced to have you sleep with Kosuke and I will take the extra bunk in Daisuke’s room. Remember, Kosuke is loud snorer and will roll on top of you making you suffocate and DIE.”

“ONE TIME.”

“…Yes ma’am.”

“And last three, don’t call me Emiko.”

“…Okay?”

“I’m Mom now!”

“Yes Mom!”

Daisuke

“Only fourteen days and eleven hours to go Dai!”

“Yeah!”

“What’s going on?” Takeshi walked over to us, making sure Keiji wasn’t around. Keiji had to go to his job again, but he stopped by every once in awhile just to see Takeshi.

Satoshi had become overprotective over Takeshi. He got used to always having Takeshi call for help and having to whack Keiji across the head now. They weren’t dating, but you could tell in Takeshi’s eyes… he was waiting. What seemed to be the grudge against Satoshi was now erased ever since Satoshi saved Takeshi’s camera when Keiji tried to tackle him to the floor. Moment Takeshi took that camera from Satoshi’s hands… oh… Takeshi fell in love.

“Sit down Saehara.” Satoshi still never referred to him other than Saehara though, I guess because it would be awkward if he did call Takeshi… Takeshi.

“Is he here?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”
“If you’re so scared of him, then file a restraining order.”

“It’s not like he’s… okay he does attack me… but he doesn’t mean anything wrong by it… I think.”

“He bit you because he wanted to be “rough”, Saehara.”

Takeshi couldn’t even respond to that.

“Guess what guys!” Gavin spread the news of his stay in the future. Risa and Riku walked in just catching the last details.

“That’s great!” Risa said. Aiyoku finally came, we were in lunch, “What’s great?”

“Gavin’s going to stay at Daisuke’s for three months while his parents are away?”
“Lucky bastard.” Aiyoku smiled.

“They’ve been together for awhile…” Riku said. Aiyoku nodded, “So have Risa and I.”

“Yeah… why?” Riku asked.

“Hey!” Risa pushed Riku.

“Well… at first I thought it was because Risa is good looking but then…”

“No Aiyoku… Don’t say it… Don’t say it!” Riku shuddered in horror.

“It’s because I like…”

“No Aiyoku! Tape your mouth before you say something you’ll regret!”

“I like her… personality.”

“Oh the madness! What will we do?”

“Shut up Riku!” Risa pushed Riku, who just began laughing.

Getting in a more comfortable position with Gavin, I sighed pleased.

“I love you Daisuke.” I grinned, “I love you too.”

“Ah! I think I saw some blonde hair!” Takeshi scooted over to Satoshi, who sighed, “If you really want Keiji off your back, why don’t you just get a new boyfriend then?”

“But Keiji will just fight with him.”

“Then hook up with someone who will fight back and win.”

“Hm…”

Amused, I watched Takeshi get onto Satoshi’s lap, who jumped.
“Saehara, what are you doing?”

He only smiled leaning closer to Satoshi.

“Saehara, what are you doing?”

“Heh,” And Takeshi planted a kiss on Satoshi’s lips, “Getting a new boyfriend.”

End.

Schizo: Tee-hee... well now... This was a fun story to write! I think it's one of my best works... I don't know, but I appreciate you all liking it! Now, enough of the mushy stuff, reviews!

Review Columnist Thingy:

berettaboy: First on the list! Yeah, I figured the teacher would eventually... give up. Hm, well... I did something on the lines of what you wanted. Not exactly the whole chapter of "I love you", but it's got the point across, no? Also... yeah, it did seem a little manditory Satoshi apologize to Dai. Otherwise, I'd be making Satoshi one hell of a bastard.

Eriee: Hey! Oh, don't be shy with me! I'm really quite friendly. Though, thanks for reading and reviewing! Aw, thanks. I tried to make Gavin seem fitting to the regular D N Angel story that way people might actually like Gavin and I wouldn't get some, "Oh... "nice" character..." Thankfully he turned out to be a lovable guy! Thanks for the review!

Omnimalevolent: Yeah, I know it's not the best. Basically my first try, and first tries usually just... suck. And yes, Krad has a soul! Oh, I am not really a romantic fluff ender. Personally I find those boring and well, as much as I'd like to say I'm mature, I just can't stop laughing whenever I read them. It took me a half hour or so to end the last chapter. (sigh) One day the fluff will make me go "aw!" One day!

Frozen Magic Fire: Oh my not-in-a-good mood thing was just a little nothing. My mother and I got into a fight. One that involved me to get frustrated and trip over my math book. Nothing much. I know! Shocking! Krad helped Dai? How can this BE? I don't know. It just happened. You know it's kind of funny as I'm reading your review. It's like I'm holding you up over a fence and you're telling me the detail by detail story and getting me all excited... and I wrote it...

Kouhii: Fourth of July... All I know is my neighbors love shooting fire works and there's always this five gallon jar of ice cream for each person... It's stupid, but we eat till we get brain freezes. (sigh...) Anyways, yes! Jubilation indeed! I, myself, was slightly frustrated I couldn't get the confession scene fast enough, but I finally did and my life for this story is now complete. Literally!

venom syringe: Gavin would be called a yankee? Cool. Never knew that. Thanks for reading!

Everto Angelus: I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to make a sequel, but I'm seriously thinking about it...Oh yeah! Perverted people unite! Without us, there'd BEno comedy!

varda101: Oh, don't be sad... I mean... I might persue in a sequel, but I'm not quite sure... Also, there's fanart, so if you want to see some of the fans images of Gavin, feel free to check!

KupoWrath: Tee-hee... I made you cry... Yeah, finally! After I finish this review thing, I'm going to finally get started on our story. I need... to. Why rant about plants? I have a pet... that's a plant. My bamboo. George! He had an older brother.. but... but... HE DIED! (begins to sob over lost pet bamboo plant Benny-Hill) WHHHHYYYYY!

foxonfire: Yes, the happiness is BACK! Sappy movie, eh? Okay. I'll check it out. Not because it's sappy, but because my guy friend will totally burst into tears and he'll tell me some stories nobody knows about and then BAM! Blackmail! Yes... I've done this before...

KuroNoTenshi7: No. This chapter is the end. And yes you can get high on sugar. Sugar highs. Tee-hee... sounds so odd, though. To get sugar high... oh man, now I can't stop laughing...

Dream Bandit: Well... There are quite a few who haven't reviewed, but read... (eyes the hit charts) but thanks for reviewing anyway! I tried hard to make the last chapter good, so I'm glad you liked it! And one day you're going to cry. Eventually everyone does... whether by force or not. Erm... did I say force?

hittocerebattosai: Satoshi's behaving... Or else... Um. I mean. Thanks for reviewing! And yes, Gavin and Dai (smile). The sweet goodness.

Hyper Chef: Would you call this chapter a cliffhanger? Oh my Dark... improper thoughts... improper thoughts... but yes, I bet you and Krad had a lovely time. That is... if you even decided to get out of the cage after three weeks...

cutie-pie-2101-1012: Thou authoress thanks thy reviewer's kind manners and loyal readership towards thy authoress. Thou authoress is now considering offering thy reviewer some rich red wine, but considers alcohol laws. Thou authoress ignores and hands you glass of wine. Thanks thee for everything.

Shadow Vampiress: Yeah, I always wanted Risa to be gay. I plan to always make he gay if I have her in a story... no exceptions. No guys for her... Thanks, I tried to make this an original story. And your welcome for the review! I just wished I remembered what i reviewed you for... (very bad memory)

yukira-san: I don't know if there's going to be a sequel. There might be, there might not. It's hinting a tad bit for one, but my hints don't always mean to... er.. hint? Wow that made no sense. Anyways, it's all a mystery even to me. Thanks for reviewing!

Rikki: First off, I like the name "Rikki". So... Props to you! And I'm glad you're hooked, but... it's ended... so... what are you going to do now?

Benji Tamer: (Ch 9) Yeah, I know in the manga "With" is "Wiz"... but... I just wanted to use "With" instead... I sorta switch on and off in my mind, but this story was decided. (Ch 20) It's okay! BE INTENSE! Gets me hyped up... (Ch 24) Glad you're done! Hope you liked it all!

This following song is the whole reason why this fic was even made. Enjoy.

American Angel by: George Michael

Bless the day you came into my life, I still remember
Horny cowboy with your stars and stripes
Bringing the light into my day
With that Texan smile

Too afraid to love, to hope that you would stay
So broken that I never saw you chase the past away

My American Angel, he doesn't want to fight (doesn't need to fight)
My U S of Angel, holds me in the dead of night
Takes away that fear that carried forever
You stopped to wipe away my tears
And you stayed forever and more

(I don't think that I...)

Yesterday it seemed my life was colder than December
All alone I watched the eagles fly
Even the light seemed to have changed
In the Californian sky

Through all of those battles than you came
Stepped out of the fading light
Said, "Baby I'm American, dry your eyes again,
Because I'm here to save your life."

My American Angel, he doesn't want to fight (doesn't need to fight)
My U S of Angel, holds me in the dead of night
Takes away that fear that I carried forever
You stopped to wipe away my tears
But you stayed forever amore

And more, didn't you baby...?

Because I don't think that I could love and lose again
I don't think I have the strength
I don't think I have the strength

I don't think that I...

Yes, so that's it. Now I can finally move onto my other stories, which would be nice if you checked those out too. It's been fun.

Cheers -Steph