Disclaimer: I do not own DNAngel
Now that that is out of the way
Welcome to my first (and probably last) slash piece
I really prefer gen but this one just would not leave me alone
So, I finally gave in and wrote it
Janus
A vicious snarl escaped Krad's lips as he struggled against his counterpart's grip. It did him no good. The black angel had him well and truly pinned. He couldn't even use magic. Both his hands were being held flat against the ground, while a lithe strong body kept him in place. A hint of tribulation shown in the golden orbs as he stared up into Dark's face.
Another might not have been worried. Krad however was, he knew the other you see. Knew the kaitou better than anyone else, although the Niwa would wrongly disagree. There was so much more to Dark than fun and games, even if the black angel rarely showed it. It seemed however, that this was one of those nights.
The white angel gave a final buck before laying still. There was no help for it, he thought, watching the smirk that ghosted over his other half's features. He would just have to wait for Dark to make the next move. It seemed the ball was firmly in the thief's court. How irritating.
A faint vein began to throb on Krad's brow when he noticed the darker half of the black wings didn't even appear to be paying attention to him, instead staring up at the night sky. "What are you doing?" he snapped at last, once again trying to tug his arms free.
Dark merely shrugged, his grip on the seraph tightening. It wouldn't do for the other to get away, not after he had gone through all this effort to catch him. "Just thinking," he murmured his deep violet eyes never straying from the awe inspiring sight of the full moon. It was especially bright tonight.
"About what?" Krad ventured after a moment. Though truthfully, he wasn't sure he wanted to know. It had been a literal age since Dark had been in such a mood. The seraph found he hadn't missed it at all. He much preferred the air headed version of his counterpart, he was easier to deal with.
The kaitou looked back down at his prize, admiring how the moonlight reflected off the hunter's pale skin. "Nothing important," he said in a tone that implied anything but. "Love, hate, how closely the two are intertwined."
Abruptly, Dark leaned down, kissing the pale angel roughly on the lips before backing off. How did the line his other half was always using on the Hikari go again? Oh yeah. "You are my everything," he murmured releasing Krad. Not that the other got a chance to respond to that, because with a swirl of dark feathers, the thief was gone.