A/N: Well this is story I started writing a year ago and I decided to revive it. I haven't changed anything in the story so if it has issues I am sorry. ~Kit Yami

Ice for Blood, Crystal Heart

By: Kit Yami

Chapter 1

The sun fully sets beyond the horizon the beautiful colors of twilight begin to fade into the blackness of night. I watch as the breeze sways the branches and leaves of the trees. I scribble some more lines in my sketch before closing the book and looking up to the sky. It is a full moon tonight. The light sounds of the water fountain and wind blowing entrance me as I watch the few clouds in the sky float in front of the moon.

I hear a loud crashing from behind me shaking me from my trace. I quickly get up and look over in the direction of the noise. The bushes move and I take a step back clutching my sketchbook close to me as a figure steps out of the bushes. The figure clutches his or her head as if in pain and steps forward some more right into the moon light. I immediately recognize the figure as the Phantom Thief that the girls at school obsess over.

I take a closer look at him while he is distracted with his pounding head. His violet black hair fell in front of his face. Black wings that he was famous for were nowhere to be found.

I gasp as I notice something off about him, his aura, it was the exact same as Niwa-san from school. My gasp alerts the Phantom thief and he looks up directly at me. I take a step backward as his eyes seem to pierce me.

"Hello, what is a beautiful young lady such as you doing out so late and by herself none the less?"

I refuse to answer him, he may speak formally, but with such flattery and what I've heard from the eldest of the Harada twins he is but a thief and pervert.

He walks up to me and picks up my hand.

"Although I am sure you have heard of me I am Dark," he says as he kisses my hand, "and may I ask for your name?"

I pull my hand away and back up. At this close range I could feel his aura bouncing off of me, making me ever the more sure that is was Niwa-san.

"Niwa Daisuke," I mutter before running off.

~* Time skip {before school} *~

I walk into the classroom several people look up and say good morning to me. In response I bow and say good morning in response. I walk over to my desk near the back of the room. Seated behind me was Hiwatari Satoshi. He was just as quiet as me and probably equally polite.

The eldest of the Harada twins comes over to me.

"Shizuko-chan, I tried to reach you last night but you didn't answer your phone!" she says to me.

"I am sorry Riku-san I was out last night."

"Ah I see, I was wondering if you were doing anything this weekend?"

"I was going to work in the bookstore, but did you need me for anything?"

"I wanted you to join Niwa-kun, Risa, and I at the amusement park."

"You know I don't like loud and crowded places like that, but I will if that is what you really want."

"Thank you so much Shizuko-chan!" She yells as she throws her arms around me.

"Ah… you are welcome Riku-san."

She lets me go and runs off to her sister. The door slides open and I turn to see who it is. Niwa-san walks into the room looking dead as a doornail.

"Morning Daisuke-san," Riku says.

"Morning Riku-san," he replies stifling a yawn.

He looks around the room, when his gaze reaches me his eyes widen and he looks away. I look at him slightly confused, but have no time to contemplate this reaction because at that very moment sensei walked in and began class.

I took my seat and pulled out my sketchbook. I flip through until I find the one I was working on last night. It was a butterfly in front of a crescent moon. I continue to sketch as the teacher gives her lecture. Finally lunch break arrives; I close my sketchbook and walk out of the room, which has become loud with student chatter. I walk over to my usual spot and pull out an onigiri. I quickly eat it and pull my sketchbook back out.

Just on time Hiwatari Satoshi walks out and takes his usual seat on a bench taking out his notebook and reading over his past notes. I don't know what was in that notebook, but it must be interesting enough to keep Hiwatari-san entranced for long periods of time. I flip through me sketchbook looking for my favorite sketch. It is of Hiwatari-san sitting on that bench reading his notebook.

Every day since I discovered Hiwatari-san's place I have drawn this picture, adding new details. This picture should have been completed long ago, but for some reason I couldn't force myself to stop drawing him. A bell rang out warning the students to return to their respective classrooms. I closed the book and looked up; there was Hiwatari-san looking over right at me. I stare back for a moment before rushing off to class.

~*Time skip {after school, bookstore}*~

I placed the books from the cart into their respective places on the shelf.

"Completed," I mutter to myself.

Not many people come to our bookstore during the week so I didn't really have much to do; mostly I shelved new books and closed up. Obaa-san went to sleep early she really should be working this much. I locked the doors before heading upstairs, where my room was located.

I close the door behind me and set my school bag on my desk. The sun had already set and darkness was sweeping across the city except the house lights. I open the door to my balcony. It was completely black in the sky due to the cloud cover. Happy with the light breeze blowing into the room I walk over to my piano. It is a beautiful white and gold grand piano seated in the center of the room; it is the only white thing in my black room, well besides myself.

I take my seat and begin to play a soft tune. I become entranced by the music almost like I was possessed. I play for about half an hour before I finally get too tired to continue and finish up the song.

Clapping comes from with balcony and I snap my attention to the door and standing there was the Phantom thief.

"Beautiful music from a beautiful lady," he says smirking.

"How did you get in here?" I ask.

"Ah so the beautiful lady has a singsong voice, you left your window open."

I sigh at his obvious question and scold myself for asking an obvious question, "I should correct myself, why are you here?"

"I heard your beautiful melody and decided to stop in to see who was playing, imagine my surprise when I saw you."

I sigh again, how many times can he use the word beautiful?

"Please leave then, the music is over and I would appreciate not having a stranger in my room."

"Well then I should make myself not a stranger," he says as he steps towards me.

I recognize the aura again and can't help myself from saying Niwa-san's name. The Phantom thief freezes.

"What did you say?"

"Niwa-san, you have the same aura as him, that's impossible unless you are the same…" I stop in mid sentence. That's it, that is the answer Niwa-san and the phantom thief are the same person. That's why Niwa-san freaked out.

During my loss of thought Dark-san had backed up back into the doorway.

"Well Princess, I don't know who you are talking about, but I must be leaving now, until another day."

Black wings appeared on his back as he flew off. I quickly move to my door and shut it and lock it.

"I am not leaving that thing open anymore at night."