a/n: 10/2/15
made some updates. fixed some errors, changed some things about. thinking about changing the title, because with the way i'm thinking of this the title doesn't exactly fit anymore. keep an eye out for that! sorry its taken me so long to update; i'm a horrible person. i love you all. stay tuned!
UNUM DIEM DURANTIA
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"Happy birthday, Daisuke!"
The red-headed twin glared lazily at the bouncy, excited brunette standing on the ladder connected to his bed. She was grinning down at him, two white animals on each shoulder. Wiz, on her left shoulder, was Daisuke's bunny-like creature, and soon to be familiar. Lelia, on her right shoulder, was the female's white ferret and familiar. Her 'double-milk-chocolate' hair was fashioned in her signature look – straight hair with a pale pink and white large-ribbon-headband on the top of her head. Her pale violet-red eyes stared down at him cutely, and she wiggled her nose. "Wakey, wakey, Dai-Dai!" The bunny on her left shoulder jumped down on the boy's head, making an odd little noise as he did so. "Kyuu! Kyuu, kyuu – kyuu!" The brunette giggled, petting the bunny thing. As Daisuke rolled onto his other side, his twin rolled her eyes. "Wake up! You have big plans today, don't you?" She asked, hands on her hips as she leaned against the ladder. One eye closed, she sighed as Daisuke waved at her, a signal to go away. She was waking him up extra early on his orders, and their mother's. "By the way," She stated, grinning, a mischievous look in her eye that Daisuke didn't catch. "The Harada twins are in the kitchen – Risa has a gift for you, by the looks of it."
Daisuke shot up, the bunny went flying. Kikyo stuck her arm out and grabbed the bunny before he went flying off the edge. She jumped down, off the ladder, as Daisuke nudged her away. "Get dressed; you don't want Risa seeing you in your jammies, do you?" She asked, smirking all the while as Daisuke ran to his closet, tossing on his school uniform. Kikyo was already dressed in her school uniform, the red skirt and white sailor top, and she just watched with Wiz and Lelia as the red-head freaked out. Once Daisuke was fully dressed, the two made their way downstairs. The red head looked at the kitchen table. Daisuke finally got the picture. "Hey, wait! Miss Harada isn't here!" Kikyo smiled her knowing smile, hands behind her back, "I know. But now that I have your attention," She pulled a black robe out from behind her, tossing it on Daisuke, and fixing it so that it fit on him. It was a little big, but it'd do.
Pulling her brother to the basement stairs she dragged him down. With the hood over his head, Daisuke could barely see where he was going. At the bottom of the stairs, Wiz jumped off Kikyo's shoulders, "Incoming, Mom!" She called out, shoving the boy towards their mother, in order for her to complete the ceremony. With her brother downstairs, Kikyo walked back up, Lelia wrapped around her neck. I could go for some breakfast...
"That wasn't funny, Kikyo." Daisuke stated, forty-five minutes later, after the ceremony, which Daisuke complained about because, one; there was no breakfast and two; he was almost late, which didn't make sense because he was trying to be early.
The brunette giggled, hand over her mouth, "It was plenty funny. Now, scoot!" She stated, tapping Daisuke's lower back as they jogged out the door. As they made their way down the street, Daisuke in a rush, Kikyo turned to the window over the door. Their mother waved, Wiz and Lelia sitting comfortably on the windowsill. "Make sure you're back here no later than twenty-seven seconds past 4:52 P.M., otherwise something bad might happen! I don't care if she does agree to go out with you!"
Daisuke sputtered, removing the bread piece from his mouth, "H-how'd you know about that?"
Emiko gave a blunt reply, "I'm your mother. You can't hide these things from me. She's Risa Harada; one of the twins!" She replied, winking at the two of them.
The red head blushed the color of his hair, "No way!" he said, amazed at that his mother knew almost everything about his crush, and he didn't know she even knew.
"She's the younger one, right?" Mom asked. Kikyo laughed and rolled her eyes at Daisuke's red face, pulling him along.
"You told her!" He accused, pointing a finger as they ran the streets to the train. Kikyo shrugged her shoulders, "Mom is very persuasive."
Two blurs of white and red passed through the outskirts of town as Daisuke ran and dragged his twin along the town heading to the train station in order for his plan to work out. "Daisuke are you sure about this? I mean just asking her today and all?" She asked, knowing Risa's feelings on her twin. But, as good a friend she was, Kikyo couldn't tell Daisuke.
"Of course I'm sure." He replied, confident as he kept his eyes ahead of him.
"Alright, if you say so..." She sighed and kept running, pulling her longer than needed to be brunette hair into a messy ponytail.
"Last call; loading all passengers into the train. The train will be leaving shortly," The announcer called, scanning the area. Once he caught sight of the twins, he smiled.
"Wait up!" Daisuke huffed, running faster before the train loaded and drove off.
"Oh, Daisuke, Kikyo you don't have to run – you won't miss this one. But, aren't you two a bit early today?" He asked as they showed their train passes. He approved and let them through, though the twins stopped briefly.
"Yeah we've got something to do." Daisuke said, rubbing the back of his head. Kikyo snickered, tapping his shoulders affectionately. "More like you have something to do. He just dragged me along for the show," The announcer laughed, while he adjusting his hat, "Well, you two, have a good day." Kikyo smiled, giving him a wave, "We will. You, too,"
She guided him onto the train and towards the back, Daisuke sitting in a seat where he would be seen as soon as Risa got on the train. The twins sat side-by-side, Daisuke holding his bag in his lap as Kikyo held her next to her. The brunette twin glanced down at the mint-green envelope in his bag, and Daisuke looked to it too.
The twins didn't look anything alike, save their nose and lip structure – courtesy of their mother. One would think that they weren't even twins upon seeing them, but they were, and had the last name to prove it. What other family in the city had the last name of 'Niwa'? Kikyo was graced with her parents brown hair, a mixture of both. Their father had dark brown hair, and their mother had honey brown hair. Kikyo was a mix, and called hers a 'double-milk-chocolate' since it wasn't completely honey, or dark brown. Daisuke had their father's spikey hair, but the color of ripe strawberry red, like their grandfather had in his younger days. Both had reddish eyes, but Daisuke's were more a cherry red than Kikyo's pale violet-red eyes. Overall, Kikyo looked like the more normal twin. But, Daisuke and his sister were liked equally.
Kikyo looked back at Daisuke as he tried to straighten out his hair. Placing a comforting hand on his wrist, she smiled, "You're going to do fine." Daisuke smiled, taking a deep breath, before looking at Risa as the train pulled to a stop. Daisuke panicked. The train pulled up so that Risa got on at the middle of the train, rather than he normal spot in the back. "Hey, wait! That's the wrong door!" He argued standing and clutching his bag. The intercom went off again as Daisuke sat down, and Kikyo frowned, running a hand through her now straight locks again.
"Please watch your step. The platform is being renovated for the time being. We hope there are no inconveniences."
Kikyo sighed turning her attention out the window, "Only one."
The train pulled at stop at Grand Station, the last stop and the center of town. Kikyo blinked as Daisuke tugged at her wrist. He looked at her, slightly worried as the rest of the passengers departed. "Are you alright, Kiky?" He asked, stopping and looked at his sister. She grinned, lightly shoving him off the train, "Perfect! Now, go get her, Dai!" She stated, watching as Daisuke nearly stumbled down the steps, blushing tomato red. Daisuke looked up, hearing Risa's voice. She was waving to a small brunette girl who was running, maybe to catch up to a parent, or run to school. Kikyo heard Daisuke gulp and she gave him thumbs up, in reassurance. Daisuke took one last breath and stepped up, "M-Miss Harada!"
When Daisuke turned back around, Kikyo dropped her hands to her sides. She frowned, slightly. She shouldn't be giving Daisuke all this encouragement, especially when Risa didn't feel that way towards Daisuke and Kikyo knew it, too. But, that had been a few months ago... Maybe Risa had a change of heart. Yeah. That's it – she had a change of heart. Daisuke will be fine, she thought to herself, giving herself reassurance.
Risa turned, confused, but smiled upon seeing her friends, the Niwa twins. Risa and her twin were good friends with Kikyo, which led Daisuke to create a crush on Risa. The four had become good friends upon all learning they were twins. Riku and Kikyo immediately bonded because of same sports they played. They were on the same field hockey team last year, so they had known each other beforehand. Kikyo had quit at the start of the new school year, when she decided to take on dance instead. Then when Risa met Kikyo, the two became the best of friends. So, overall, the four twins were quite good friends.
"Niwa!" She called out.
Daisuke stepped up, but underestimated how close the step was. Mid sentence, he fell forward, "Good morn-AH!" He caught himself mid-trip and did a cartwheel up the steps. Risa saw and reached out, dropping her bag to catch Daisuke's arm. Kikyo ran up the stairs, to try and balance out her brother from the back. Daisuke was at a loss for words. He blinked, Risa blinked. Risa was utterly confused – poor girl – and Daisuke was standing there like an idiot. Finally, after a pinch on the leg from Kiky, he found his voice. "I'm so sorry!"
The school was in sight. Risa and Kikyo walked side by side, Daisuke on Kiky's empty side. He was still apologizing for the event that happened ten minutes ago. And every time, Risa reassured him that everything was alright. Risa giggled, taking an extra step, "You don't have to keep apologizing – it's alright." She turned, smiling sweetly to Daisuke. He started to discreetly pull out the letter. "But, I like you that way, Niwa." Daisuke blinked a smiling forming on his face, while Kiky's emotions were opposite.
"R-really?" Daisuke asked, hopefully.
"Really. You're so nice. You're a lot kinder than any other person I know. When I'm class assistant, you always offer to help me carry things, and you always take my place for cleaning duty."
Daisuke was still pulling out that letter, "Well, it's because... You know..."
"I really can't think of you than any other boy I know at school. In many ways you are my best friend in the world." She stated, smiling, completely oblivious. Kikyo turned at the sound of a soft pat on the ground. Risa noticed it too. She blinked, tilting her head to the side, "What's this?" She read the writing on the front, confused as to why it said her own name. Daisuke snapped from his trance, jumping forward and reaching to grab the letter. Once it was in his grasp, he jumped back to where Kikyo stood.
"This? Oh this is nothing. It has your name on it because I like your name, Miss Harada. Yeah! I was practicing it. Yes, practice!" Daisuke stuttered, while Risa only continued to blink. As nice as Daisuke was, he did have his odd days. This must have been one of them.
"Hey guys what's up?" A voice asked coming from the opposite direction. Kikyo turned, smiling at the familiar face. To herself, she gave a sigh. Good timing! Riku came at just the right time, saving the three from a very awkward moment.
"Oh, Riku!" Risa said, happy to see her sister. The brunette Harada moved over to Riku's bike, and pulled out two boxes from the basket.
"It's unusual seeing you two here. Niwa and Kikyo don't have morning practice like we do." Riku said
Risa walked to the Niwa's and held out the boxes. "These are for you, happy birthday, from me and Riku!" She stated, happily, and awaiting the reactions.
Kikyo smiled, "Risa, Riku, you didn't have to get us anything!" She stated, but opened her box anyway. Inside was a silver chain, and on the chain was a jade pendant. Not only was jade Kiky's favorite gem, but it was also her middle name; which made her love it more. "Thanks, guys! Dai, what'd you get?" She asked, peering over his shoulder. His box was larger than hers, but Kiki didn't mind. She smiled, Daisuke seemed really happy with his gift.
"Riku told me that you liked to draw, so we went out and bought that for you. We hope its okay, Niwa." She stated, hands behind her back as she indicated to the charcoal and new sketchbook they had gotten him. Riku smiled, turning to Kiky. "And we know you like jewelry, and that your favorite is jade. So, we figured the pendant would be cool. And, I love the design! The way it's twisted is so cool, don't you think?"
Kiki nodded as Risa helped to clasp together the silver chain. Once it was clasped tightly, Kiki smiled, hugging the twins in thanks. Daisuke smiled, and bowed briefly, masking his sorrow. Riku's watch beeped and the three looked to her. Risa and Riku turned to the Niwa's. "We have to go now; we'll see you in school!"
Kiki waved as the Harada twins departed. Once they were out of sight, she draped her arm over Daisuke's shoulder. "She cares, Dai."
Daisuke sighed, leaning into her arm, "Just not the way I expected."
A hand came slamming down on Daisuke's desk, and an angry face was in his vision. Lazily looking to his friend, Daisuke sighed in response.
"He's not dead, Saehara." Kikyo answered for him, one eye closed as she stared at the soon-to-be reporter. Arms uncrossed from her chest, Kikyo packed away the rest of her things, before walking a few short steps to Daisuke's desk, where he still sat, sulking. "Daisuke's in a tough position now. Give him a second."
"Well, snap out of it, Dai!" Saehara said, completely ignoring the brunette. She rolled her eyes and sat on the desk next to Daisuke's.
Not many kids were left in the room. The teacher had gone, just a few minutes before class, and as far as Kikyo could see, Daisuke, Takeshi, Satoshi Hiwatari, and she were the only ones left in the room. When Kiki looked back to her brother, she blinked – Takeshi was holding him up by the shoulders, shaking him like mad, whilst rambling about something big happening that night. Kikyo blinked, eyes widening slightly. At the sound of a pencil dropping, Kiki looked back at Satoshi, catching his gaze for a brief second. He seemed interested in what Takeshi had to say. Hopping off the desk, she moved to the back, picking up the dropped pencil. She held it out to the bluenette, "Here. You dropped this." She stated, smiling sweetly to the boy. He blinked in confusion, turning his attention to the brunette before him. Reaching up, he took the pencil back, muttering a soft 'thanks' before returning to his book.
Kikyo waved slightly as she walked back, but her smile fell within an instant of turning her back. Her smile was replaced by a frown, a curious look in her eye. The brunette blinked as Takeshi confronted her about coming with him to the 'big event'. Nodding her head, she shoved the boy back, her index finger on his forehead. "No way, Saehara. I've told you – I won't date you." Takeshi, once again bummed, frowned, but recovered quickly.
"Since I'm the reporter, you can take over my art room cleaning duties while I prepare for this ground-breaking story of mine!" Daisuke blinked, not at all wanting to clean up the art room. Takeshi sensed this and jumped to Daisuke, latching onto his back. "I'll get you a picture of Ha-ra-da!" When Daisuke seemed a little bit convinced, Saehara sweetened the deal, "An eight by ten!"
Just as Daisuke was about to agree, Kikyo slapped her hand down on Daisuke's desk. "No!" Takeshi's face fell, and so did Dai's.
Frowning, Takeshi looked to the girl, "And why not, Miss Ni-wa?" He asked, hands on his hips as he stood in front of the desk now, in front of Kikyo.
"Daisuke has to get home early tonight. I'll take over your cleaning duty – but just this once. And no more bribing my brother!" Hands once again on her hips, the girl turned to her twin, "Tell mom I'll be a little late, but home before twenty-seven seconds passed 4:52 P.M.," She winked, "Got it?"
She swiped the card – twice. She knew something was wrong, but she didn't connect it to the fact that her card was the wrong one. She had grabbed Daisuke's science lab card, instead of the art room card. Rolling her eyes, the brunette opened the keypad. She took a quick look around – seeing no one. She typed in '19843892' with record time, and the door beeped – it was open. She opened the art room door, and stepped in, but quickly turned back around. She nearly jumped, and let go of the door. It went swinging back to close, when the boy stepped forward, stopping it with his foot. With this sudden motion, the two found themselves in close proximity with each other – too close for Kikyo's liking. With a slight pink tinge crossing her cheeks, she took a step back, regaining her calm. "You shouldn't really sneak up on people like that, Hiwatari." She stated, turning her head away and pulling down her shirt, awkwardly.
With his normal bored, emotionless tone, the baby-blue haired boy stared at her through large glasses, "Sorry." he continued to stare at her. As much as it was annoying, it was awkward. The brunette narrowed her eyes, slightly, breaking the silence. She turned away, flipping on the light, "Grab what you need and head home – I've got work to do."
As if the fact was obvious, Hiwatari stepped in, letting the door close behind him, "I'm here for cleaning duty, too,"
Kikyo had picked up a dusting rag from the desk, and looked over her shoulder as Satoshi spoke, looking around slightly. Her eyes turned to the door, briefly, but she turned, ignoring her thought. She tossed the rag without warning; "Then get cleaning."
As she was erasing everything from the chalkboard, Satoshi moved boxes around. When he had finished that, he went to assist the smaller girl with the chalkboard. He noticed her height difference. Satoshi was the same height as Daisuke, and he noticed that Kikyo was a head shorter than him, and had to reach to wipe down the top of the chalkboard, even with the wooden extension she had. He watched in slight amusement as she stood on her tip-toes to reach the very top of the board. When she noticed his staring eyes yet again, she turned, an almost scowl on her face. "Done already?" When Satoshi nodded, no, she stood on flat feet, again. "Can you get the top? I can't reach – as you probably already saw."
If anyone were to walk in and hear her last statement, one would wonder as to why the female was being so bitter to the handsome Hiwatari boy. Well, she wouldn't have a set answer – why would she give away her information, let alone her secret? – And in truth, she wasn't being so bitter. Well, her voice did have a harsh tone, but it was because he was just staring at her. That was all he had been doing for the past half an hour. Every time Kiki looked over at him, he was staring at her with those big baby-blue eyes. It was getting annoying.
Satoshi stepped away from the board he was leaning on and reached out to grab the stick. His hand brushed against hers, and the rag fell to the ground. Kiki sighed, softly and went to pick it up. She bent down, and immediately went back up, clutching her forehead. Satoshi hadn't even realized he hit her with the stick, and looked at her with a slightly confused face as he stood straight again. She waved him off, and walked over to the covered paintings. She picked up three and started to bring them upstairs to the storage floor.
When she came back down the stairs, she stopped halfway down, looking at the door. Someone should have come in by now. "Why hasn't anyone else come?" She asked
Satoshi turned to her, but went back to cleaning the board, "I told them not to come," He stopped, setting the stick beside him and leaning on it. He watched as Kikyo came down the stairs. "I wanted to be alone with you."
Kikyo blinked, eyes narrowing again. "Is that so?"
He looked at the paintings above, hanging on the walls, particularly the painting ""Goddess Radin" by Giner."
"You like the arts as much as I do. Not just paintings, but, what you do, Miss Niwa; dancing. I hear you're quite good. I wanted to know your take on different types." He turned back to her, slightly smiling. Kiki blinked at him, leaning against the chalkboard. "Are you free tonight?"
Kikyo laughed, lightly, looking at the painting. "Well, I'm flattered that you'd want to talk about my dancing," Actually, she was slightly flattered, but she had her suspicions. "But I'm afraid tonight isn't the best night. It's my birthday. I'm supposed to be home early so I can celebrate with my family."
Satoshi sighed, setting the stick and rag on the tray underneath the chalkboard. He turned to Kikyo, hand extended in a hand-shake gesture "That's too bad. Another time, then?"
The brunette stared at the hand briefly, but smiled lightly, extending her own hand. "Another time."
Kikyo sighed as she made her way to the train station. She had plenty of time to get home. It was only four-thirty, leaving her twenty-two minutes and twenty-seven seconds to get home. Yeah, she had plenty of time.
Upon getting home, the brunette sighed; sliding her shoes off at the door. She had gotten home at four-fifty and sixteen seconds – giving her plenty of time to say hello to Grandpa and Mom, before having to prep Daisuke on his soon-to-be temporary career. The younger-twin sighed as she passed by sprung traps, and a few discarded banana peels which she stepped over. When she finally got to the kitchen door, she opened it. Daisuke had already set off all the traps, so she had nothing to worry about. But, she was prepped anyway. As soon as she opened the door, a large red boxing glove came her way.
The brunette crouched to the ground and pushed up with her hands as the glove passed over her head. Once it was in front of her again, she pushed up, flipping backwards and kicking the glove out into the hallway. She landed gracefully on her feet, but didn't expect the sudden hug from her mother. "Ack! Mom!" Fighting to get away, Kiki fixed her hair, and stepped into the kitchen.
"Kikyo! That was even faster than Daisuke – how did you get through so fast?"
Kikyo stared blankly at her grandfather before pointing her thumb over her shoulder, "You didn't reset the traps, Gramps."
When the sound of loud footsteps were the only thing heard, beside the constant and loud 'Mom, Mom, Mom' from a familiar red head, the three turned to the staircase, seeing Daisuke, kind of. He was taller, tanner skinned and with long violet hair. Kikyo blinked; had two minutes and eleven seconds passed that quickly? Apparently it did. Emiko, who seemed far too busy with the dishes, turned, blue gloves on her hands, extending to her elbows, "Oh, you're so handsome!"
Daisuke sighed, "That's not what I mean! I can't go to school looking like this! Is this is 'bad thing' you were talking about?" Finally, Daisuke's cherry gaze set on Kikyo, "How come nothing happened to Kikyo!"
Emiko winked, holding up a finger. "That's just the old Niwa genes kicking in." Scrubbing at a dish again, she called over her shoulder, "Take it away, Kiki!"
"Finally," She sighed hands on her hips, and then looked back to Daisuke. "For over seven hundred years, Dark's power has been passed through the Niwa family. Since that time, each generation of Niwa males goes through a major transformation on their sixteenth birthday. Now it's your turn to inherit Dark's name Daisuke."
"How do you know so much about this and I don't?" Daisuke yelled, pouting as he stepped further into the kitchen.
"This is the time for Dark to have an assistant. We've been trained since we were little in order for us to become our respective roles; you as Dark, and me as Dark's assistant. They used to call her the Phantom Sable. It's been one hundred and twenty years since the last Sable." She sighed, readying herself to tell another short story. "You see, every few generations in the Niwa family, twins are born: a male and a female. The male obviously inherits Dark's traits, while the female is trained to be Dark's assistant. I, as Sable, don't have another form like you do, but I use my own skills and have to hide my own face, whereas you just need to hide your alter-ego." She said
"But, I don't want to be a phantom thief. Change me back right now!" The red head complained
"Sorry we can't. I already sent out the warning letter that said 'Tonight at 11 PM we'll steal the Sacred Maiden!'" Emiko stated, walking into the kitchen, standing beside her daughter.
"No I won't do it! Kiki can go alone!" Dai yelled
"You'll do what you're told young man!" Grandpa yelled, making Daisuke flinch. "You've got no choice but to do it."
"And anyway you need the Sacred Maiden to change back," His twin stated, "So if you want to change back to normal you'll help me steal the Sacred Maiden."
Daisuke contemplated the situation. He did need to change back if he ever wanted to show his face again."Fine; I'll help." Wiz jumped onto his shoulder, cute as he was, making that 'kyuu' noise. Daisuke went to pet his head.
"Lelia," Kikyo said, and the white creature scurried up her outstretched arm, from the table. The ferret blinked with black eyes and wrapped herself around her master's neck, before scurrying down her back. Daisuke blinked, and when he reopened them, he saw black wings unfurling from his twins back.
Daisuke watched this odd little display, and his eyes widened as the transformation hit his brain. "Whoa!"
Gramps turned to Daisuke after seeing his granddaughter complete a successful transformation with her familiar. "Put your hand over Wiz's forehead. He transforms into Darks wings." Daisuke did so and Wiz transformed. The red head – now violet head – jumped back slightly as the wings attached to his back automatically. He jumped back even more as Wiz 'kyuu'd' again.
"Kikyo. Before you leave put on you put on your mask." Emiko stated, smiling as she handed over a black mask – a mask from a Mardi gras or masquerade. Though, this mask had strings in the back to secure onto her face.
Her mask was special. It had been engraved with a secret spell that had lasted over three hundred years. The spell recognized Niwa blood through the skin and enabled the wearer to change their appearance. Kikyo, upon placing the mask on, had changed.
Her hair shortened and lightened up to a blonde bob, her dark roots still evident though. Her face had changed shape, rounded off with a slightly blockier chin. Her freckles disappeared from her face and her eyes changed from cherry red to a bright light blue. The mask took form on her face as a tattoo; glittery, purple dye across from temple to temple, dark eyelashes brushed with a slightly darker purple color. In the same shade as the mascara, there were drawn on wings from the corners of her eyes out towards her temples. In between her eyes was the only mark of the mask, and only apparent to the Niwa's in the room, another tattoo, swirling up from her eyelids and towards her forward in a point.
Not only did the mask glamor the way face looked, but it matured her body as well, made her fit the look of a phantom thief. It made her slightly taller than her current height, and added a bit more meat on her bones, as well as made her more well-endowed.
With that final touch, Kiki looked over to Daisuke and their mother, who produced two black outfits for them to wear for their debut.
Two black-shrouded figures loomed over the museum that was holding the Sacred Maiden. They didn't really look suspicious, aside from the oversize black wings, were dressed in all black, had a random black suitcase, and the female had a black mask on – no, not suspicious at all.
With the police swarming the building as they sat, Daisuke and Kikyo watched as lights homed in on the entire building – front and back – awaiting the arrival of the flying phantoms; Dark and Sable. And said two phantoms were on their way, eagerly awaiting the hopeful fun in stealing a rare and valued artifact. Well, Daisuke was a complete wreck, nervous he might get caught and his red hair would come back – therefore the police knowing who he and the Sable were. But, his twin kept reassuring him, for she was quite excited – giddy, one might say. She felt the adrenaline pulsing through her, the fact of sneaking around a museum and stealing something. Of course, their thieving was for the good of everyone, even if they didn't know it.
When word finally got out to the police that Sable and Dark had appeared, more officers came and started to swarm the entrance. This is a predicament, Kikyo thought, blinking down at all the officers below her. She gasped, eyes widening as she thought she saw a glimpse of blue – but when she looked back, she saw nothing. Turning to Daisuke, she tossed him the suitcase. "Head inside, I'll draw the officers away. Be careful!" She hissed in a hushed tone, but not like anyone below could hear them. Daisuke, more like Dark, nodded and flew off to find an open spot to the museum. Kikyo, or Sable, on the other hand, swooped to the ground.
Kikyo swooped low to the ground, causing a large rush of air to pass over a group of guards. The teen smirked as she saw the detective – Takeshi's father. Flying back his way, Kiki raised herself high enough in the air to not be caught with a net, which seemed to be the police's favorite weapon tonight. Hands in front of her and shaping a small orb, the teen smiled, seeing a small orb or light appear in her hands. As it grew, she started to lower herself, and when it got to about the size of a baseball, she released the energy. Black feathers erupted from the orb, and the lights were covered, enabling the thief to get away, and hopefully cause a little of distress and gain some time.
Upon getting into the museum, Kikyo looked out a window. The feathers were starting to die down, but it wasn't a big deal – both Daisuke and Kikyo were in the building. And no one seemed to have followed them in.
"Looks like we – huh?" Turning, Daisuke looked to the entrance to the room. Footsteps were getting louder, and a faint light was growing larger and brighter. Some officers must have found their position. Softly cursing to herself, Kikyo dragged Daisuke behind a pillar. When he ran off, Kikyo went to stop him, but he winked, and continued on his way.
Detective Saehara came into the room, with a handful of police officers. "A Team covers the back entrance – B Team head to the rooftop. Damn, the emergency lights won't turn on!" He exclaimed, obviously very pissed at the fact he didn't catch the thieves yet. He shined the flashlight over to the stand, which was supposed to be holding the Sacred Maiden. Kikyo followed the gaze, and even she was surprised to not see the statue.
"Damn! How did they get in here without setting off the alarms?" He asked himself
"Detective!" Kikyo turned her head, just barely being able to see an officer come in the room, clutching his arm. His head was ducked down and she could barely see his face. When the detective rudely asked him to report, the officer slightly stumbled. "I'm sorry! It seems both Dark and Sable have escaped – and through the main entrance!"
Infuriated, Detective Saehara took off, "The main entrance! Not possible! Everyone to the main entrance hall!" When the remaining officers started to leave, Kikyo saw that the injured officer hadn't left. Confused, she came out slightly. When he smirked, and made a 'humph' noise, she jumped back, holding a black feather. He removed his hat, showing long purple locks. Kikyo could have laughed. "Clever."
Daisuke snapped his fingers, and the Sacred Maiden was revealed from behind a veil of black feathers. "Very clever," Kikyo smirked.
Daisuke went forward and unlocked the code to the maiden. Getting the suitcase from behind the stand, the thief grabbed the statue carefully and placed it within the suitcase. At first, Kikyo didn't think it'd fit. The statue was far too bulky for the suitcase, but when she placed it in and closed the lid, she was surprised to see it fir inside, and even closed, looking as if nothing was inside. "Huh. Like Mary Poppins." She said, and the two shared a soft laugh.
"Congratulations – just like my old friend."
The twins gave a quick turn, and were both surprised to see familiar baby-blue hair and the body of a familiar student in the doorway.
Smirking, and arms casually crossed, Hiwatari looked to them, just like old friends. "Nice to meet you, though, we've met before, haven't we?" With that, Satoshi made a break for it, and ran at Daisuke. The teen, not seeing him coming, didn't have time to react, and was tackled to the ground by the boy. Kikyo placed the suitcase on the ground, and ran at the boys. Satoshi had Daisuke successfully pinned to the ground, and Kikyo ran at him, and slid across the floor, shifting Satoshi's legs and the boy's grip loosened enough for Daisuke to get away. He ran over to the case at Kikyo's command, and headed into the shadows. Satoshi, regaining composure, looked hurriedly through the room for Dark. When he saw Kikyo trying to make a break for it, the baby-blue haired teenager made a dash for her, tackling her to the ground. She struggled under his grip, and tried to throw her arms up, but he had pinned her down. He smirked down at her as she glared and cursed at him. She tried to move her legs up in an effort to kick him off, but he pressed his whole body down on her own – she was crushed – he had her.
Kikyo fussed and tried to shift, moving her body from side to side, but she couldn't move very far with Satoshi on top of her. The teen merely chuckled as he watched the sixteen year old girl beneath him struggle. "You're losing your touch – I thought you'd be better than this," he mocked, moving his face closer to hers to inspect it. When he got close to her face, close enough to kiss, he smirked. But his smirk faded as fast as it came, and he cringed, loosening his grip as he cringed at some kind of pain. "...no... Stop it!" he hissed. Kikyo took this chance to get away, but Satoshi was quick, and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back.
The girl bit her lip, annoyed. This was getting ridiculous. Someone else was going to get here before she and Dark could make their escape – and she wasn't about to let that happen. Batting her eyes, the brunette definitely caught Satoshi's attention. He stared at her wide eyed for a moment as she sneakily moved in for the kill. She parted her lips, and blew on Satoshi's, making him eye her lips. Kikyo saw him visibly shiver, meaning her idea was working. Aiming her eyes back at Satoshi's, they flashed emerald in the visible light. His jaw dropped, slightly, and Kikyo felt his hands losing grip on her wrists.
She shot up and closed the space between them.
Kikyo opened her eyes to see if she still had Satoshi on the hook, which she did. But before she could shove him off and get back to Dark, the brunette twin noticed something different. Satoshi's hair was...longer? And it was gray. Knowing all too well and very surprised, Kikyo gasped, forgetting she was kissing Satoshi and he growled hungrily, no longer sounding nor acting like him. The grip on Kikyo's wrists was back, and she struggled to get away from the Hiwatari boy. Frantically looking about the room, Kikyo feared that Dark had already left. Though she was happily wrong as she saw Dark's spiked violet hair and his face as he grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the teen. Satoshi, on the other hand, was now writhing on the ground, his hair shifting from the familiar light blue to a gray-gold color.
"No...!" Kikyo muttered, as Dark dragged her away. When Satoshi's hair finally returned to its normal baby blue color, Dark and Kikyo were already at the window. Dark smirked, holding the case for the Sacred Maiden with one hand, and holding onto Sable's arm with the other. "We'll be taking the Sacred Maiden, Commander," his smirk deepened and he stepped back onto the window ledge, before jumping out. Kikyo followed suit, though she wasn't paying attention, and a large piece of glass sliced through her arm. She held on to the cut, as she flew beside Dark, and only looked back once to see Satoshi standing in the museum window – a smirk on his handsome face.
Sighing, the teen caught up with Dark.
He wasn't angry or anything – he actually seemed to ignore the fact that Kikyo had kissed the Commander, and nearly gotten herself stuck there. In fact, he seemed playful about being out and about.
"Ahh! It feels good to be out again!" he sighed, breathing in the night air. Taking a peek back at his black clad partner, he gave her a cheesy, yet charming grin. "Well, well. I forgot about you, Sable. Or, have you changed your name again?" He laughed, shifting his weight so that he flew beside the young girl. Seeing her distant expression, he looked her over. Since this was his first night, he was really getting a look at Kikyo – he had only seen her through the eyes of Daisuke – which wasn't much of a view. Looking her over still, he spotted a deep cut across her right arm. Blinking, he moved in to inspect it. Kikyo didn't seem to be paying much attention to him, but when he got right up close and in her face, she blinked at him – confused. "What are you...?"
He grabbed her arm, and inspected the cut, which still had glass in it. "You should have Emik...I mean your mom check that out." He said, fixing his slip up about Kikyo's mother. She laughed a bit, holding onto her arm, and stared ahead. They were coming up on their house – she could see it on the banks. But before they could get there, they had to pass over the Harada house. She saw Dark looking at the oversized mansion, he flinched, grabbing his shoulder. "Augh... I might need to set down for a minute." He muttered, probably more to himself than anyone. Kikyo noticed and offered to take the Sacred Maiden case back while Dark rested for a minute, even though the house wasn't too far off. But, she didn't complain, and took the case and flew off.
Upon getting home, Kikyo sighed, stepping into the back yard, where her mother and grandfather were waiting for her. Emiko wondered where Daisuke was, or Dark, and Kikyo replied that he had to set down and wasn't too far behind.
"Oh, Kiky, what happened to your arm?" Her grandfather asked, spotting the dripping wound.
Kikyo had nearly forgotten about it, and tried to remember what happened. "Oh, I snagged it on a piece of cut glass. No biggie." She said, faking a smile to try and hide her exhaustion and nerves.
When the three started to head into the house, Kikyo sighed before going to strip of her mask. The teen blinked.
Her mask was missing.
Hope you enjoyed! Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes! ;o
