Mirror|rorriM (DNAngel, Dark/Daisuke)

He lifted his hand and stretched out his fingers to lightly brush the surface of the full-length mirror in front of him. His hand was met by another, their fingers overlapping, separated only by the thin sheet of glass. A face different from his own stared back at him through the mirror. Purple eyes were reflected when his own should be red. Purple hair fell past the shoulders of the person in the mirror, where his own hair should be short and red. The figure in the mirror was taller, thinner.

He could only see this face in mirrors, and normally that was only when he was sneaking a peak inside someone else’s mind. Or in his dreams. Because as separate as their minds were, they shared one body. He could never physically meet the figure in the mirror, though they had talked several times in his mind.

All he had was dreams and mirrors.

Lightly, he brushed his hand over the reflection’s face but he couldn’t actually reach it. The reflection’s hand followed his own, adding another layer between him and his reflection. He started to turn away.

“Daisuke.”

Blinking, Daisuke turned to face the mirror. He could have sworn he heard his name but he was alone in his room. He looked at the mirror once more and saw his reflection smile back at him.

“Dark?”