Fanfic purposes:

Title: Blair's Theory

Pairing: KradxDark

Rated: PG-13 for adult themes and some swearing, and a teeny bit of "grown-up" stuff

Warnings: The main pairing here is Krad and Dark (slash, yaoi, whatever you call m/m relationship) and if you don't like then don't read! I am not really very "in" to so-much mushiness and romance that I wan to throw up. But there will be romance here if you just really look or read closely. There will also be MANY made-up characters by me.

Summary:After a one-night stand with Niwa Dark, Hikari Krad finds himself drawn to the feisty Dark and vice versa. So now everything's fine, right? Wrong! Krad just happens to be the soccer star payer of their school and Dark is the Student Council President. And then, Dark's past catches up with him. Once Krad uncovers Dark's past will his love for Dark diminish or be given more radiance?

Konnichiwa, minna-san! smiles this is my first fic, so please be nice. (Me: looks around and smiles more)

Disclaimer:I don't own DN Angel nor its characters because it is owned by a Japanese guy whom I "accidentally" forgot His name. (Me: I promise I'll research on "him" or you could just simply tell me smiles). But I do own the plot.

Apologies:If any of my made-up characters resemble you or your attitude I am VERY SORRY, it is just a coincidence and entirely accidental. Please don't sue; I am only a high school student.

notes:

Normal

Flashbacks

ARGUMENTS or EXTREME SILLINES

Important (or so I say)

'thoughts'

You may now read Blair's Theory by me crimsonangelxoxo. Please read my note at the end for additional information. Thank You once more and please enjoy!

"Mom always says, "Never talk to strangers" But little does she remember that dad was also a stranger…. Till they met."

Chapter 1

Mom always says, "Never to talk to strangers". But little does she remember that dad was also a stranger till they met.

Strangers…a foreigner; an intruder or a person whom you are unacquainted as defined in the dictionary. Strangers…It's really unexplainable and bewilders many, including me, how these so-called "strangers can affect our lives. In such a way that by a simple meeting of the eyes, by a mere brush oh hands in a crowded place or a little gesture of "thank you" is expressed it just seems that no matter how bad your day have been…it becomes like a day full of refreshed memories.

The sun slowly crept its way through the window and inside the room, the birds were happily chirping outside and the trees swayed with the dance of the Northern wind.

A young man tiredly opened his eyes and started to look around him. The room was actually pretty clean for you to think that a 17 yr old guy lived there. The man brushed his golden bangs away from his equal golden feline-like eyes. His eyes, it's what attracts many people to him. Whenever he met someone new or when he read an interesting love-letter it was all the same. They would always mention his eyes on how daring yet elegant it is. And, to be honest he has grown tired of it. Krad Hikari was his name, a name known by many, respected by many but also hated by some. Krad sat up and sighed as he looked at the bundle of sheets beside him.

Violet hair was poking out of the sheets and his face was half-seen. A smirk was slowly creeping its way to the blonde's handsome features as he recalled last night's happenings. Yep, he definitely liked it. I mean oh, c'mon who wouldn't? He reached out and brushed the other's violet bangs out of his face. He smirked more, if it were even possible, as he remembered the latter's role in the happenings.

Now, all he wanted was for the other man to wake-up. Yep, and sure enough it seems like the Gods has heard him because the other was already groaning and unfocused violet eyes started to open.

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Strangers…a foreigner; an intruder or a person whom you are unacquainted as defined in the dictionary. Strangers…It's really unexplainable and bewilders many, including me, how these so-called "strangers can affect our lives. In such a way that by a simple meeting of the eyes, by a mere brush oh hands in a crowded place or a little gesture of "thank you" is expressed it just seems that no matter how bad your day have been…it becomes like a day full of refreshed memories. But it's also ironic how your own family could be a stranger to you or how you can become a stranger in them.

He quickly opened his eyes but immediately regretted it when a sharp pain through his head brought him back to reality. So, slowly he tried to open his eyes. First, everything was just so blurry and when he looked up he saw scattered blurry gold images. Then he saw a smirk. That's when incoherent thoughts came up to him.

Uhum…wait! Gold and a smirk?! Did he—did he just won golden coins in a something contest?! Wohoo! But, fuck that doesn't explain the smirk. He thought again then…what if he was taken as a slut and now the gold was the payment. Yeah, that's right explanation for this. But why does it seem like the gold and the smirk was in a face.

And when he could see clearly now his gaze now focused on a golden eyed person above him. No, actually he didn't care about the eyes so much because what he was really looking at was that smirk plastered on the latter's face.

That's when hell broke loose as images of what has happened came to him like a forest fire. He had sex. This was definitely bad, not the sex of course! Hell, it was great! I mean the kissing, the pounding, the—wait, bad thoughts! But really it was great but what's bad is the fact that the one who made it great was Tokyo High's soccer star player, the same person who is smirking above him.

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Okay, so how was it? Good? Bad? Real good? But hopefully not real bad.

Ack! I know, I know too much introduction! But, I can't help it I simply love those kinds (Me: uhmm….)

Okay, so first of all I want all of you to take note that every quote or short intros like the mommy and stranger's thing all BELONGS to ME! I have not copy written it or stole it. And, yes it belongs to me because I MADE it.

If you would like to use it in any way please approach me first and ask nicely. Thank You!

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