Disclaimer: I don't own anything here, but if you go to my original
fiction, I own all my reviews, and I worked very hard on them.
To the Highest Bidder
Emiko beamed at her son, resisting the urge to glomp him where he stood.
"Dai-chan! Mummy's baby, you've grown taller. You're looking more and more like your father everyday," she sobbed happily into her handkerchief
"Mum! Don't tell me you handed out another notice!" Daisuke hadn't even dropped his schoolbag yet.
"What? Didn't you hear about it at school?" She asked, eyes wide, looking way too innocent, "I thought you already knew. Why, with that reporter friend of yours, I just assumed that you knew."
"I'm not going," Daisuke protested, even though he knew that resistance would never be tolerated.
Emiko sighed dramatically, "well, I guess it is your choice," she said, "if my little Dai-chan doesn't want to go tonight, I guess he could stay home to do his homework."
Daisuke blinked, like a deer trapped in front of the bright lights of an oncoming truck. Who was this woman, and what had she done with his mother? A tinge of guilt tugged at his sleeve, and he looked down to see that it was not guilt; it was Wiz, his rabbit like pet and Dark's long time companion.
"Kyu," Wiz looked up with happy eyes.
An eyebrow twitched. Never the less, he didn't need to be told twice. He headed upstairs for his bedroom, out of sight, before his mother changed her mind. Emiko peeked around the corner to make sure Daisuke was heading for his room. She giggled quietly to herself. The door closed behind him.
"Whaaaaaaa!"
* * * * *
The pants are too tight, Daisuke protested, even though he knew that the only person who heard him was Dark. And Dark liked tight. Daisuke sighed, unable to do much else right now, and sat back to watch Dark work. There was no doubt that his mother was evil in ways never heard before. Daisuke had entered his room with a life size poster of a smiling Harada-san, and Dark had taken over.
"It's not you that's wearing them," Dark grinned, "right now, I'm wearing the pants."
Daisuke took a moment to process what Dark had just said before mentally kicking the phantom thief.
This is a shoujo fanfic! He exclaimed, chasing away those dirty thoughts.
"I didn't say anything!"
You were thinking it.
In any other country, a large, winged silhouette, framed by the full moon, would have looked out of place, but in Japan, odd occurrences were right at home. Phantom Their Dark Mousy flew gracefully though the air, having had centuries of practice before, toward the art museum where he was due to make his appearance tonight, at 7:00pm.
I will steal Ivy's Embrace at 7:00pm tonight. The note had read, plainly and neatly in his mother's writing. Then Dark's signature had been forged. Emiko had made a copy, just incase she lost the first one. She happily showed her son the notice. Daisuke hand winced. Dark had cheered. Tonight, they had left early, not wanting to be late. A late phantom thief was an unorganized thief, and unorganized thieves got caught, Dark had lectured when only Daisuke could hear.
The museum, a familiar sight the town since Dark started showing up again, was easy to spot from the sky. Partly because the museum was brightly lit at night, and stood out from the little dotty lights that were houses, partly because, as they descended, it was clear that the structure of the museum was different to those around it, but it was mostly because of the large mob that had gathered in front of the place, hoping to catch sight of the phantom thief as he arrived, or during his escape.
Dark brought his wings to land gracefully, and silently in the surrounding bushes. As soon as he landed, his long, powerful wings started to shrink back into his pet, Wiz.
"Kyu!" the little bundle of cuteness chirped up at its owner hopefully, wondering if it will get to participate anymore tonight.
"Yes, yes, I have a task for you, Wiz."
"Kyu."
He would do things slightly different this time, and he would be starting now, by not taking a perch on the trees. The crowd before him, with their backs turned, were bored. Those who had arrived were only here to get a good spot near the front. The police that were here were only here to hold off the crowd. Dark glanced at his watch. 6:40. What? They had arrived twenty minutes early! He was lost for things to say. This had certainly never happened before. Well, he mustn't let down his fans by leaving them standing, doing nothing. He grinned. Time for some fun.
Officer Mousy walked out of the bushes, with a few leaves still trapped under his cap. No one questioned the policeman about his looks, even though a couple of people in the crowd turned to stare. Dark smiled pleasantly, tipping his hat.
Waaaaa! Dark! What are you doing? Daisuke was less comfortable, I don't want to get caught!
"Relax," he mumbled to his host, "what could possibly go wrong?"
"Dark," came a familiar voice, soft and cool like a summer's breeze.
Eeep! Dark spun around, and surely, there he was, as always.
Hiwatari-kun! Daisuke exclaimed.
Satoshi Hiwatari. Or to be more correct,
"Supreme Commander Hiwatari," Dark finished.
The boy was standing a few meters away in the crowd, but somehow, not part of the crowd. He was looking straight at the phantom thief.. Or so Dark and Daisuke thought at first. But no. Hiwatari was talking to someone. Someone from the female group of Homo sapiens.
"What?" Dark exclaimed, not believing his eyes.
Satoshi never talked to women. Never. It was practically an unwritten rule! Satoshi couldn't have been interested in women, and if he was, this was a piece of irresistible news.
"I heard he's back," the girl smiled sweetly, "and now I come to see that it is true. This is certainly a great occasion."
"Yes, it is," was the even reply.
"I thought it would be a nuisance for police men like you. Dark's never been caught before."
"I'm not a policeman, I'm a detective, Miss.."
Brown chest length hair. Neat, with flower clips that held it back. She wore a plain white dress that went down to her knees. She wasn't bad looking, but she wasn't beautiful. Plain. Too plain. The only things amazingly out of place about her were her eyes. None of the act she was putting on for Satoshi seemed to reach those yellow eyes. Like a serpent, like a cat, like a.. There was no word to describe. It was clear that Satoshi would be watching out for this girl, not because he liked her, but because she seemed dangerous.
"Mikada," was the answer, "Kaiyo Mikada. I believe I will be seeing you, Hikari."
"My name's Hiwatari, Miss Mikada," if Satoshi hadn't been empty before, he was now. There was no trace of emotion in his voice.
"Oh, really," Mikada smiled again, "I wasn't aware that your family changed its name."
Satoshi stared at the girl as she walked away. I'm not a Hikari anymore, he said to himself.
So you say, a voice replied, you're not a Hikari. Well, tell me, Satoshi Sama, how did you end up being stuck with me?
"Shut up," Satoshi mumbled, closing his eyes and his hands into fists.
You're angst is beautiful to me, master, even though it is undoing you.
"I am not an angsty mess."
One day, Satoshi-sama, I will take over to kill Dark. You will see. Then all this will be over.
"But not today, Krad, not today, and not tomorrow. Until then, I'll handle things my own way."
So you say.
"Oh my God! It's Dark!"
Satoshi looked up in the sky where the crazy fan girl was pointing. Surely enough there was that familiar silhouette. He frowned. A diversion, definitely. Dark was never this flashy. This meant that. crap! Satoshi ran towards the museum. Tonight, things would be done differently.
- - - - - -
B.B.: There! my first D.N.Angel fic.
Tosh: Nay, you write many D.N.Angel fic. most of them are just not fit to be posted.
B.B.: Shut up, idiot.
Tosh: Uh, I don't think you should be calling me the idiot. Go check your disclaimer. "I don't own anything here, but if you go to my original fiction, I own all my reviews, and I worked very hard on them."
B.B.: w00t!!! ARRRGGGG!!! NO! NO! NO! I EARNED all my reviews and I worked very hard FOR them!!!
Tosh: No you didn't.
B.B.: You, shut up.
Tosh: Hey, I'm just a muse. Don't take it out on me! Anyway, readers, and potential reviewers, there WILL BE A TWIST in the story. Soon, hopefully. I'm sorry we wont be fulfilling every fan girls dreams by hooking a girl up with Satoshi. But that's enough information! Wait until next time.
To the Highest Bidder
Emiko beamed at her son, resisting the urge to glomp him where he stood.
"Dai-chan! Mummy's baby, you've grown taller. You're looking more and more like your father everyday," she sobbed happily into her handkerchief
"Mum! Don't tell me you handed out another notice!" Daisuke hadn't even dropped his schoolbag yet.
"What? Didn't you hear about it at school?" She asked, eyes wide, looking way too innocent, "I thought you already knew. Why, with that reporter friend of yours, I just assumed that you knew."
"I'm not going," Daisuke protested, even though he knew that resistance would never be tolerated.
Emiko sighed dramatically, "well, I guess it is your choice," she said, "if my little Dai-chan doesn't want to go tonight, I guess he could stay home to do his homework."
Daisuke blinked, like a deer trapped in front of the bright lights of an oncoming truck. Who was this woman, and what had she done with his mother? A tinge of guilt tugged at his sleeve, and he looked down to see that it was not guilt; it was Wiz, his rabbit like pet and Dark's long time companion.
"Kyu," Wiz looked up with happy eyes.
An eyebrow twitched. Never the less, he didn't need to be told twice. He headed upstairs for his bedroom, out of sight, before his mother changed her mind. Emiko peeked around the corner to make sure Daisuke was heading for his room. She giggled quietly to herself. The door closed behind him.
"Whaaaaaaa!"
* * * * *
The pants are too tight, Daisuke protested, even though he knew that the only person who heard him was Dark. And Dark liked tight. Daisuke sighed, unable to do much else right now, and sat back to watch Dark work. There was no doubt that his mother was evil in ways never heard before. Daisuke had entered his room with a life size poster of a smiling Harada-san, and Dark had taken over.
"It's not you that's wearing them," Dark grinned, "right now, I'm wearing the pants."
Daisuke took a moment to process what Dark had just said before mentally kicking the phantom thief.
This is a shoujo fanfic! He exclaimed, chasing away those dirty thoughts.
"I didn't say anything!"
You were thinking it.
In any other country, a large, winged silhouette, framed by the full moon, would have looked out of place, but in Japan, odd occurrences were right at home. Phantom Their Dark Mousy flew gracefully though the air, having had centuries of practice before, toward the art museum where he was due to make his appearance tonight, at 7:00pm.
I will steal Ivy's Embrace at 7:00pm tonight. The note had read, plainly and neatly in his mother's writing. Then Dark's signature had been forged. Emiko had made a copy, just incase she lost the first one. She happily showed her son the notice. Daisuke hand winced. Dark had cheered. Tonight, they had left early, not wanting to be late. A late phantom thief was an unorganized thief, and unorganized thieves got caught, Dark had lectured when only Daisuke could hear.
The museum, a familiar sight the town since Dark started showing up again, was easy to spot from the sky. Partly because the museum was brightly lit at night, and stood out from the little dotty lights that were houses, partly because, as they descended, it was clear that the structure of the museum was different to those around it, but it was mostly because of the large mob that had gathered in front of the place, hoping to catch sight of the phantom thief as he arrived, or during his escape.
Dark brought his wings to land gracefully, and silently in the surrounding bushes. As soon as he landed, his long, powerful wings started to shrink back into his pet, Wiz.
"Kyu!" the little bundle of cuteness chirped up at its owner hopefully, wondering if it will get to participate anymore tonight.
"Yes, yes, I have a task for you, Wiz."
"Kyu."
He would do things slightly different this time, and he would be starting now, by not taking a perch on the trees. The crowd before him, with their backs turned, were bored. Those who had arrived were only here to get a good spot near the front. The police that were here were only here to hold off the crowd. Dark glanced at his watch. 6:40. What? They had arrived twenty minutes early! He was lost for things to say. This had certainly never happened before. Well, he mustn't let down his fans by leaving them standing, doing nothing. He grinned. Time for some fun.
Officer Mousy walked out of the bushes, with a few leaves still trapped under his cap. No one questioned the policeman about his looks, even though a couple of people in the crowd turned to stare. Dark smiled pleasantly, tipping his hat.
Waaaaa! Dark! What are you doing? Daisuke was less comfortable, I don't want to get caught!
"Relax," he mumbled to his host, "what could possibly go wrong?"
"Dark," came a familiar voice, soft and cool like a summer's breeze.
Eeep! Dark spun around, and surely, there he was, as always.
Hiwatari-kun! Daisuke exclaimed.
Satoshi Hiwatari. Or to be more correct,
"Supreme Commander Hiwatari," Dark finished.
The boy was standing a few meters away in the crowd, but somehow, not part of the crowd. He was looking straight at the phantom thief.. Or so Dark and Daisuke thought at first. But no. Hiwatari was talking to someone. Someone from the female group of Homo sapiens.
"What?" Dark exclaimed, not believing his eyes.
Satoshi never talked to women. Never. It was practically an unwritten rule! Satoshi couldn't have been interested in women, and if he was, this was a piece of irresistible news.
"I heard he's back," the girl smiled sweetly, "and now I come to see that it is true. This is certainly a great occasion."
"Yes, it is," was the even reply.
"I thought it would be a nuisance for police men like you. Dark's never been caught before."
"I'm not a policeman, I'm a detective, Miss.."
Brown chest length hair. Neat, with flower clips that held it back. She wore a plain white dress that went down to her knees. She wasn't bad looking, but she wasn't beautiful. Plain. Too plain. The only things amazingly out of place about her were her eyes. None of the act she was putting on for Satoshi seemed to reach those yellow eyes. Like a serpent, like a cat, like a.. There was no word to describe. It was clear that Satoshi would be watching out for this girl, not because he liked her, but because she seemed dangerous.
"Mikada," was the answer, "Kaiyo Mikada. I believe I will be seeing you, Hikari."
"My name's Hiwatari, Miss Mikada," if Satoshi hadn't been empty before, he was now. There was no trace of emotion in his voice.
"Oh, really," Mikada smiled again, "I wasn't aware that your family changed its name."
Satoshi stared at the girl as she walked away. I'm not a Hikari anymore, he said to himself.
So you say, a voice replied, you're not a Hikari. Well, tell me, Satoshi Sama, how did you end up being stuck with me?
"Shut up," Satoshi mumbled, closing his eyes and his hands into fists.
You're angst is beautiful to me, master, even though it is undoing you.
"I am not an angsty mess."
One day, Satoshi-sama, I will take over to kill Dark. You will see. Then all this will be over.
"But not today, Krad, not today, and not tomorrow. Until then, I'll handle things my own way."
So you say.
"Oh my God! It's Dark!"
Satoshi looked up in the sky where the crazy fan girl was pointing. Surely enough there was that familiar silhouette. He frowned. A diversion, definitely. Dark was never this flashy. This meant that. crap! Satoshi ran towards the museum. Tonight, things would be done differently.
- - - - - -
B.B.: There! my first D.N.Angel fic.
Tosh: Nay, you write many D.N.Angel fic. most of them are just not fit to be posted.
B.B.: Shut up, idiot.
Tosh: Uh, I don't think you should be calling me the idiot. Go check your disclaimer. "I don't own anything here, but if you go to my original fiction, I own all my reviews, and I worked very hard on them."
B.B.: w00t!!! ARRRGGGG!!! NO! NO! NO! I EARNED all my reviews and I worked very hard FOR them!!!
Tosh: No you didn't.
B.B.: You, shut up.
Tosh: Hey, I'm just a muse. Don't take it out on me! Anyway, readers, and potential reviewers, there WILL BE A TWIST in the story. Soon, hopefully. I'm sorry we wont be fulfilling every fan girls dreams by hooking a girl up with Satoshi. But that's enough information! Wait until next time.