Hey all! So this is my first time, like ever posting on this website and it's a bit confusing but I'm hoping I've figured it out.

Any who, I only started watching D N Angel a few days ago and I finished it within like two days. It's just so good! ^_^
This is my first ever D N Angel fic, or any kind of anime fic really haha. So give it a go, lemme know what you think. I don't really know what you do on here for letting people know whether or not you like their stories. So do whatever it is that you do!

Disclaimer: I do not own D N Angel or any of it's characters. I only own Erika, the story line and any other OC mentioned.


A louder than usual thud on my balcony awoke me with a start in the middle of the night. It couldn't have been some kind of bird or anything like that, the noise was too loud for such a small animal. I could hear soft grunts of pain coming from my balcony as well. Could the noise have been caused by a human? Pushing myself from my bed I pulled my night gown around my body and opened the sliding door to see a large figure struggling to the edge of the balcony.

"Are you okay?" I asked timidly, taking small steps closer to the figure.

The person turned quickly and looked at me out of shock. It was The Phantom Thief. And from the way he was clutching his shoulder and limping across the balcony I could tell he had been wounded sometime that night. There was a shimmer of crimson running between the gaps of his fingers and he had a few bruises along his forearm. Whoever attacked him got him good.

"You're hurt." I muttered stepping closer to get a better look.

He shook his head and started to take small steps away from me, closer and closer to the balcony's edge. "I'm fine. I need to get back." He muttered trying to let his wings out but instead ended up wincing in pain and clutching his shoulder tighter.

The gash must have been where his wings would grow from, that's gotta kill.

I walked closer to him and placed a hand to his bicep and gripped it softly. "You're already here. Come inside and I'll dress your wounds, then you may leave." I stated, gesturing towards the sliding door.

He looked down at me with a confused expression and it almost looked like he was going to argue but instead nodded and began to limp towards the sliding door before falling to the ground, gasping in pain. He cursed under his breath and tried to pick himself up again but his legs kept giving way underneath him.

I rushed over to him and put my arm around his waist lifting him softly so not to hurt him more. "Put your arm around my shoulder." I commanded softly.

He complied and let me lead him back inside to sit on the small chair I had in front of my desk. When he sat down he slumped a little and cringed when the chair pressed against his back. "Ow." He muttered. "Stupid Krad, and that damn police commander." He muttered darkly.

"Wait here and I'll get some bandages and cream." I stated, quickly walking out of my room to the bathroom.

When I came back he was slumped in the chair asleep. Smiling softly I placed the bandages and cream on my desk and began to take his shirt off. The gash on his back was a lot worse than what I had first thought. It was at least six inches long and looked as though it was quite deep. Not deep enough to need stitches but still deep.

"If you wanted to see my naked, you only had to ask Kitten." He muttered softly with a small smirk.

I rolled my eyes and started to lather the cream into my hands. "Don't get all high and might bub. I needed it off to dress your wounds. And what's this Kitten stuff?" I asked as I began to rub the cream around the gash.

He flinched and his back tensed up, I could see every muscle in his back. This man was divine.

No Erika, now is not the time to be thinking like that, the poor guy's injured.

"Sorry." I said softly as I tried to be gentler.

Dark shook his head and turned to give me a small smile. "Just cold is all." He muttered. "And seeming I don't know your real name I think Kitten is more suitable." He smirked.

After the cream was rubbed into his shoulder entirely I placed the large bandage across it and handed him back his shirt. "All done." I stated proudly.

He pulled the shirt back on cautiously and turned to give me a smile. "Thank you Kitten."

"It's Hitoshi Erika." I stated.

"Erika." He said softly.

The way my name rolled off his tongue was almost as though my name belonged with his husky voice. He made me love my name and I just wanted him to say it over and over again until I started to hate it, but with his voice I don't think that could ever happen.

"Because of where the gash is on your back and your bad leg you won't be walking or flying anywhere for a while. You can stay here if you like." I offered a small blush growing across my cheeks.

He smirked. "Trying to get me into bed already Erika? It's not even our second date yet."

I laughed. "You call this a date?" I asked.

He shrugged and flinched as it pulled at his wound. "Maybe you're right." He muttered.

My eyes widened and I placed a hand over my heart. "The legendary Phantom Thief Dark isn't being stubborn and actually listening to commands. Someone call the presses." I joked.

He chuckled and sat down on my bed. "You're quite a strange one." He stated.

I raised my eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"Well most girls swoon at the thought of me. And here you are, alone with me while I'm shirtless and vulnerable and yet you're making fun of me." He shrugged, a little softer this time so that it didn't hurt.

I smirked. "Well I'm not most girls, am I?" I asked.

He smirked back and laid down. "Guess not."

Walking over to my bed I leaned across him to grab my pillows and began to make my way over to the couch situated across the room.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

I turned to face him. "Getting my bed ready?" I stated more as a question.

He shook his head and pushed himself up. "If anyone should be sleeping on the couch it's me. You get in your bed." He stated as he hopped off the bed and began to limp towards me.

I shook my head and pushed him gently back towards the bed. "You're the one that's injured, not me. Now lay down." I commanded pointing a finger at him.

He sighed and laid back down and just as I was about to walk away he took a hold of my hand and pulled me down next to him quickly wrapping his chiseled arms around me.

"What are you doing?" I stuttered, the blush growing across my cheeks again.

"If I'm sleeping here then so are you." He muttered tiredly.

I sighed knowing there was no use in fighting him and decided to try and get comfortable. Oddly enough he was very comfortable to sleep against, and how secure his arms felt around me were comforting to say the least. "Good night, Dark." I muttered.

"Night Kitten."