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The Art of Our Blood	By : draechaeli Category: +. to F > DNAngel Views: 3119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Ichi
- 2-Ni
- 3-San
- 4-Shi
- 5-Go
- 6-Roku
- 7-Shichi
- 8-Hachi
- 9-Ku
- 10-Juuitchi
- 11-Juuni
- 6
- 7
- 8
Disclaimer: I do not own DN Angel, welcome to the wonderful
world of Fan Fiction!

Author�s Note: I hope you enjoy this chapter. It is pretty
short, sorry.

Warning: This story
will be a range of anywhere between two affectionate male friends to yaoi (Explicit sex between two males). So if you don�t
like male that cry and hug and enjoy cuddle than I suggest you do not read this
fic. In this story the fate of Hikari
and Niwa is a grand secret of mine. Although I
believe if you are one to enjoy affectionate male friends or full blown out yaoi regardless I believe you will enjoy this story.

Happy Reading!

-Na

The Art of Our Blood

Chaputa-shichi

A charcoal pencil moved swiftly over the pad of paper taking
in all of the details of the subject before red eyes. The paper depicted the
relaxed muscles of the subject, although the neck muscles were pulled taut as
the blue head of hair was tossed to the side. Shinning blue eyes that were
usually only seen by their red counter parts were closed to the world in a blissful
slumber.

The body on the bed began to stir and when it was quite
obvious that the blunettte was not just going to
settle down in his slumber again, Daisuke got up to put away his supplies. He
wasn�t that upset that his drawing was not finished since it was the fourth one
he had done that morning in the low light hours before the alarm clock rang.

As Niwa put away his drawings in
his art folder, the redhead thought that he should probably make Satoshi
breakfast for once since the young commander was usually awake before the alarm
and was fully functioning from his low blood pressure about the time that the
alarm was ringing.

Moving into the kitchen the thief opened the refrigerator to
see what they had that could be used as breakfast. Red eyes found a block of
tofu and some miso paste, looking in the back he
found the dashi stock and decided to make some miso soup. Putting the stock onto simmer Daisuke prepared
the tofu and onions for the soup. After the short redhead was sure all the soup
had to do was simmer he began to prepare the bento boxes for the day. This was
usually Satoshi�s job since he was a great cook, but Daisuke was up already and
it would be a nice surprise. Moving around the kitchen Niwa
quickly put rice and hotdogs on to boil while he whipped up a quick omelet.

Niwa Daisuke was just waiting for
things to finish cooking so that he could add the octopus wieners and the rice
to the bento when the alarm clock in the bedroom went off. Red eyes flicked
toward the direction of the bedroom, before looking back at the miso soup. The tofu and the onions seemed to be cooked
enough so the thief ladled out a couple helpings and placed them on the table.

�Dai-kun,� the redhead heard coming from the hallway,
�Dai-kun, are you out there?�

�Hai, Sato-kun, I�m in the kitchen,� replied Daisuke as he
began to pour the rice into the two lunches, looking at the leftovers the
slighter of the two housemates shrugged and placed the remaining rice on the
table.

The blunette entered the kitchen
and froze as he saw Daisuke adding the octopus wieners to their bento boxes,
�What are you doing Dai-kun?�

Red eyes looked into blue and saw a shocked suspicion in
those blue orbs as if Hiwatari thought that Niwa knew something that the redhead shouldn�t, �I woke up
early, and couldn�t go back to sleep so I thought that I would cook this
morning since I was already up and give you a break from cooking this morning.�

Satoshi looked almost relieved at that and smirked, �That
sounds very nice of you Dai-kun, as long as the cooking isn�t anything like
Harada-san�s cooking I�m sure it will be delicious.�

The blunettte received a withering
red eyed glare, as Niwa took his seat and began to
eat moodily without any of the usual before meal blessings. The young commander
chuckled as he took his seat and politely started his meal. The two ate in
silence for a while, until Satoshi realized that Daisuke was going to continue
to brood until he rectified the situation, �The Miso
soup is really good Dai-kun arigatou,� red eyes looked
up from their own meal to watch as the taller man got up and retrieved a second
helping of soup, �would you like anymore Dai-kun?�

�Iie, I am fine, arigatou,� replied the redhead as he finished his soup and
filled the bowl with rice, �Sato-kun, do you know when you are coming home
tonight?�

The police commander took his seat at the table and took a
few attentive sips of his soup before he answered, �All I have to do today is
have a meeting with my adviser, and then depending on how that goes, I should
be home early tonight. So I�ll plan on making dinner so that we don�t have to
eat takeout again.�

Daisuke nodded before he finished his meal and left the
kitchen so that he could take a shower and get dressed for his own classes that
day.� It wasn�t long before both boys
were leaving the apartment and heading towards the subway station.

------

Niwa felt weird as he walked home
from the subway with no dinner in his hands. He hadn�t heard anything from his
roommate all day so he wasn�t even sure if their non-take out dinner plans were
still on. Without even realizing it Daisuke made it to the door of the
apartment and opened it, �Tadaima.� The first thing
that the red eyes noticed was that Satoshi�s shoes were there and his house
shoes were missing. Putting down his art folder and backpack, the slighter male
moved into the apartment and found his roommate in the kitchen lighting a few
candles around the kitchen. Looking at the table the redhead noticed that the
table was set for a large and extravagant meal that included sake.

�Okaerinasai, you�re home just in
time Dai-kun I just finished everything,� said Satoshi when he turned towards
the table and saw his friend.

�Sugoi, Sato-kun what is the
occasion?� asked Daisuke as he sat down in his normal seat.

The redhead missed how the young commander had initially
stiffened at the question, but he quickly recovered. Pouring the wine and
removing his apron, Satoshi took his own seat, �No real reason Dai-kun. I just
thought we would celebrate you almost finishing your first year of college and
my advisor told me I was ahead of schedule with my work so I could take some
time off.�

�How much time?�

�Not much, about a week from the school work. It is deserved
time off, I believe since while I was in school with you I was working as much
as the local university would allow me to.�

�I didn�t say you did not deserve this break Sato-kun. I am
actually very happy for you. So let�s eat this delicious meal that you have
prepared for us. Itadakimasu,� replied the thief with a smile.

Satoshi practically
beamed, �Itadakimasu.� The two ate their meal as they
discussed small things that had practically no relevance to the world at the
moment or either of their individual circumstances.

After the meal was
finished the two cleaned up the dishes together before going into the living
room to watch a movie. The two boys curled up together on the sofa and watched
a video on Satoshi�s computer before they went to bed.

Blue eyes looked
down at the sleeping face of his bedmate that he had to slither out from
beneath earlier. He sighed in a longing sort of way thinking that he wished
that Daisuke would be his bedmate in the traditional sense of the word.� Sighing once more he turned to look at the
open journal in his lap.

Journal of Hiwatari,
Satoshi

I did it! I finished
my masters today. I went to talk to my advisor and she told me that everything
was fine there were possibly a few minor things such as meetings to do before
it is official but I am done. In about a weeks time I will begin the work on my
doctoral thesis. I was so afraid early today when I thought that Daisuke woke
up early to cook for me because he knew that I finished my master�s degree. But
I guess he doesn�t know. I feel sort of bad for not telling him that I finished,
but I want it to be a big surprise when I am done schooling all together. I
guess it is just this dream of mine that he would want to start a family with
me once I at the very least was out of school. But I can only hope.

�

Author�s Note: Sorry for the long wait. I can send anyone
the link to the miso soup recipe if they want. I
realize That Sato got his master�s quickly but he is a genius. And yes I am
doing about a chapter per semester.

Japanese you might not know:

Tadaima: I�m home

Sugoi: Wow

Okaerinasai: Welcome Home

Itadakimasu: said before a meal

Regardless of your opinion please review. Thank You.

- Na

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