Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters or settings in this story. They all belong to the great bunny-sensei. So don't sue! I have nothing you want!
Right, well, this is my first story. My two older sisters write fanfiction on here and the younger older one has been bugging me about posting this for a while now, so I finally decided to do so. I hope you all like.
CHAPTER 1: WHAT?!
"Shit!" Daisuke said, glancing at the clock. "I'm gonna be late!"
"Dai, honey, it doesn't really matter. You're only stealing a little painting, and the note said 9:00. It's quarter till," his mother told him.
"And don't swear!" his grandfather yelled at his back.
Daisuke dashed into his room. Where's the picture of Riku? He thought frantically. Finding it, he looked at it and muttered, "Come on, Dark's DNA, react!"
Nothing happened.
"WHAT?! Mom, mom, nothing's happening! I'm still me! I can't transform!"
"You must not like Riku anymore," Emiko said, carrying some clothes into Daisuke's room. "And you don't always need a picture of the person to transform, sweetie. You can just transform."
"Oh," said Daisuke. POOF!
"Bye!" Dark called as he ran out the front door. "Wiz, let's go!"
God, I hate this job, I thought. The idiots here don't so anything to help. They just run around looking moronic. I sighed. My interactions with Dark were the only truly interesting things that happened, and healways got away.
"Commander!" The voice broke through my thoughts, bringing me back to earth. "Commander, everything's in position."
"Thank you, sergeant," I replied. Tonight was going to be different. Tonight I was going to catch Dark!
Dark sat, dangling his feet off of the edge of the roof, showing anyone who was there to see (no one) that he, the Phantom Thief Dark, was totally unconcerned by everything.
"Totally oblivious, more like," Daisuke said.
"Oh shut up. You're just jealous."
"Jealous of what? Being a pain in the ass?"
"No. Jealous that I get to climb museums while you lead a boring life. And jealous that I get all the girls." This was said in a completely matter-of-fact tone, that hid Dark's ever-present amusement.
"'Get all the girls?' What are you talking about? You don't even have your own body! And what about Riku?"
Dark ignored Daisuke, saying, "Should we go inside and tell them that their painting's a forgery? 'Cause, I mean, I'm not gonna steal a fake. I wonder if they know it's not authentic. Actually I think I stole this one already."
"Whaddya mean, stole it already?"
"With another tamer, baka. One of your great-grandfathers, probably."
Wiz sat next to them, folded his wings, and nodded vigorously. "Yup! Daisuki!"
"Okay. So what should we do?" Daisuke ignored the 'Daisuki' comment with an effort of will.
"Oooh! Let's go tease creepy boy! We could tell him!"
"His name is Satoshi, not creepy boy, and I bet he already knows. He would have spotted it a mile away."
"Spoilsport. We're going anyways."
"Do you even know where he is?"
"Yup! He's listening to us talk. Actually, listening to me talk, because he can't hear you." Dark pointed. "He's behind that chimney over there."
"WHAT?!"
Sorry it's so short! But there will be more coming soon, don't worry!