A Lost Cause

A FanFic Of D.N.Angel

Satoshi Hiwatari, the descendant of the Hikari line, the adopted son of the Commander of the Police Force, revered in school for his intelligence, good looks, and cool demeanor, slipped quietly into the dark room through an opened window. The house was silent, save for the gentle snoring of it’s sleeping hosts. He glanced around the room, ready to flee at first notice. The pride of sneaking in without detection welled up inside him, only to be beaten down by feeling of regret that pierced him as soon as his feet touched the ground. Why am I even here, lurking around in the middle of the night and stealing into houses like a common thief? What is wrong with me?

A thin shaft of moonlight fell upon the sleeping face of Daisuke Niwa, bathing him in a silver light. Hiwatari noiselessly strode over to where Daisuke laid. Ahh, this is the cause of my problems. The glow from the moon gave the spiky haired boy an angelic aura. Atari’s heart sped up along with his breathing as soon as he saw Daisuke. Lately, he had been acting this way whenever he was near the boy. It wasn’t until tonight that he realized it – he was in love with Daisuke.

At first he was just trying to find out about Dark Mousy, the infamous thief that manifests himself inside the bodies of the men in Daisuke’s family, and now, Daisuke. Dark can only appear when Daisuke sees his crush Risa Harada, while Dark disappears when he sees Risa’s twin sister Riku. Hiwatari’s position required him to keep constant surveillance on Daisuke to observe his “Dark” activities.

At first, to Hiwatari, the red-head was little more than a mere host where Dark manifested, but watching Daisuke, he noticed that he was always helping others with a smile on his face, regardless of what he was doing before. Hiwatari began to notice his eyes following, not the boy who contains Dark, but Daisuke himself. The boy’s mere smile was enough to make his breathing stop and his heart flutter. His optimistic approach on life that irritated him so much before, was now endearing; a safe haven. Not that Daisuke had any idea about that. Hiwatari learned at an early age not to hold anything precious, for it can cause your downfall. He kept his emotions under lock and key deep within himself, where as the other boy displayed his emotions plain on his face. That was probably what drew Hiwatari to him.

Night after night, Hiwatari laid in his bed, wondering about what could be wrong with him. Until one day at school, he saw Niwa-kun hugging Riku-chan, Daisuke’s close friend. An almost instantaneous pang of jealousy staked his heart. Then, it hit him; he was in love with Daisuke.

Reaching the sleeping boy’s nightstand, Hiwatari contemplated it. A lamp, a hairbrush, a red hardbound book, and – a small wooden frame, containing a picture of Risa-chan and Riku-chan. A streak of pain ran through his chest. Hiwatari turned his gaze to Daisuke, letting his eyes trace over his face. Everything about the boy bewitched him. His usually spiky red hair, adorably mussed in his sleep. The paleness of his ivory smooth skin, broken only by the thin shadows thrown by his straight lashes. The rosy shade of his full lips, slightly parted in his slumber. What an appetizing color, thought Hiwatari as he ran his thumb lightly over Daisuke’s lower lip. So soft. Hiwatari’s heart began to accelerate along with his breathing. Acting on an impulse, he nudged his thumb past Daisuke’s lips. He could feel the red-head’s breath, hot and moist, on his fingertip. Daisuke moaned in his sleep. The sound made Hiwatari shiver. He withdrew his finger from Daisuke’s lips.

“Ri… Nnnh… sa,” Daisuke murmured. Hiwatari felt a sudden rush of anger ripple through his body. Niwa-kun should be his. He loved him more than Risa. Hiwatari realized what just ran through his mind and mentally kicked himself. Why am I so infatuated with him? What am I going to do? An urge to make Daisuke his, overwhelmed him.

Hiwatari leaned over the boy, and gently pressed his lips against Daisuke’s. The other boy tasted sweet like chocolate, but many times more addicting. Then he realized what he was doing and tore himself away from Daisuke, breathing heavily, tears running down his face. No! This is enough! I can’t have him, I can never have him. His heart belongs to Risa. Give up. He is a lost cause. Hiwatari turned for one last look at his beloved, before fleeing Daisuke’s room.

]]> http://yparadise.wordpress.com/2009/07/27/dnangel-fanfiction/feed/ 0 Paulie Pocket http://yparadise.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/the-definition-of-yaoi/ http://yparadise.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/the-definition-of-yaoi/#comments Sun, 26 Jul 2009 08:43:55 +0000 pauline16 ]]> So I think everybody who knows me, knows that I’m obsessed about yaoi.  To all the people who don’t know what yaoi is, I’ll explain it to you.  Yaoi is a female-oriented fictional media that focuses on homoerotic or homoromantic male relationships, usually created by female authors.  This is coming straight out of Wikipedia, people.  So basically, it’s gay male relationships usually for women to enjoy.  It’s pretty popular in Japan.  I, personally, think it’s so popular because it is a taboo; like tasting the forbidden fruit.  The opposite of yaoi, is yuri.

So there are many parts to yaoi; shounen ai, shotacon, boy’s love, and much more.  Shounen ai is sometimes considered a softer form of yaoi, much like boy’s love.  It used to be it’s own category, but now it’s under the yaoi ranged.  Boy’s love is also another name for yaoi.  It’s essentially the same.  Shotacon is the depiction of young or prepubescent boys in an erotic manner.The other version of shotacon, is lolicon, which is the samething but with young girls.  Although, this isn’t usually my cup of tea.

Well there you have it, a pretty half-assed definition of yaoi.  Now you can go to your nearest book store, your favorite manga site, or video store a grab a little slice of yaoi for your self!  Enjoy.