By Icka! M. Chif

The shrill alarm's annoying screech had about 2 seconds of life before the bed's occupants reached up and turned it off.

Silence blissfully reigned as eyes attempted to focus out of a night of slumber. There was a moment of groggy semi-awareness as sleep once again receded for the day, then ice blue eyes locked with fire warmed ones.

Said fire warmed eyes took a second to blearily evaluate the situation before panicking.

Hiwatari Satoshi calmly took his hand off the alarm, releasing Daisuke's hand in the process. Daisuke took little notice of it, glancing between the pale blue haired boy and the room, to verify that yes, it was his room, and no, he wasn't alone.

Just before the instinct to run screaming set in, Hiwatari distracted him by doing something unexpected.

"Good morning." He nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to have woken up in someone else's bed. His opponent's bed at that. And with that greeting, Satoshi calmly got out of the bed, stood up and walked out of the room.

Daisuke stared after him, an odd part of his brain noting that Hiwatari was wearing sweatpants and a tee shirt therefore would not look too strange wandering down the street.

::Dark?:: He asked, trying to reach inside of him self for answers.

::G'way. Sleeping.:: Was Dark Mousy's groggy reply.

::Do you know what was Hiwatari-kun doing in my bed this morning?::

:: . . . . ::

Daisuke sighed. Some help his other half was.

::You could always ask him when you return his glasses to him.:: Dark finally replied in a somewhat helpful tone.

"Huh?!" Glancing down at his nightstand, he noticed the other boy's glasses neatly folded on the corner of it.

Daisuke scratched his head with a detached sense of calm, then shrugged and got out of bed to start his morning routine.

If Hiwatari-kun didn't seem to find it odd, and Dark didn't seem to find it odd, who was he to question it?