Mischievous Night

AN: Happy Valentine's Day minna-san! Hope 'ya like the fic! XD Ok… I know it's waaay out of date now, but I still want to post this for the joy and amusement of others and myself. I hope you still want to read this little story that my psychotic twisted mind cooked up.

Disclaimer: Me not own D.N.Angel! If I did own it, I wouldn't get krad to wear that ugly pink petticoat under his robes.


Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitor

Krad was all alone at home that wintry February night. His Satoshi-sama was out on a date and won't be back until… until… he doesn't know what time. Sure blame… it to the commander for giving him such little information. All he told was, "I'm going out, don't forget to lock up." Sheesh… He'll be out until the wee hours of the morning.

So… he sits there by the fire, all curled up like a cat with a book opened on his lap. Sometimes he glances at the roaring fireplace, wishing there was someone beside him to curl up with… How quaint, he thought, this was a very boring night for him. No Satoshi-sama to play with, no homicidal plots bent on the destroying the world, no expensive chase scenes with the kaitou… No nothing! It was just he and the eerie silence of the house.

The akuma was about indulge to another chapter when suddenly, the doorbell rang… "Who could that be?" He asked out loud, giving the grandfather clock a quick glance. "At this time of night?"

Pulling himself up from his seat with his book, the white angel dragged his body towards the door. Upon reaching the door, he slowly pulled the knob with his slender hands and coughed a little to clear his throat.

"How may I –? …" he stopped dead on his words. He saw before him a tall dark figure holding a bouquet of white roses. The man had a wide grin pasted on his lips and was giving the akuma a wink.

"D-Dark…?" Krad blinked. He breathed out the name of the man he hated with utmost vehemence… that was all he could splurt out.

"Yo." Greeted the phantom, who was wearing a handsome suit and was a dressed up for the evening.

Without even thinking, the akuma quickly closed the door and almost slammed it on the kaitou's face. But unfortunately for him the thief's hands were too quick. Dark had prevented the door from slamming and fought to get in.

"That was very rude of you Kraddy-kins…" a hint of mischief was heard in the kaitou's voice. Both of them were engaged in a game of tug-of-war on the door.

"What the hell do you want Dark!" Krad growled at him, his golden feline eyes turning into slits of suspicion as he tried to close the door.

"Why? Do you not remember?" the phantom asked.

"Remember what?" Krad growled back.

"That you made a promise to me this night." The kaitou smirked.

"No." came the blunt answer. "I don't remember giving an appointment to kill you tonight."

A soft chuckle was the sweet reply of the phantom. "Hehehe… Sometimes you tend to be such a comedian Kraddy dearest."

The "dearest" was said in so much sarcasm that even a black hole couldn't swallow it. This made the akuma even more pissed as it is and doubled his efforts on the door.

"Get out!" He shouted. "Now, if you will excuse me, I want to go back to my quiet miserable night alone… In peace!"

"That's why I'm here to make it less miserable." Dark cooed.

The two of them struggled and fought for dominance at the door. But the thief wont let it rest and keeps insisting to come in.

After several minutes of pushing and pulling, the phantom finally managed to slip in, thus locking the door behind him.

"What is it that you really want!" Demanded the akuma. He eyed the kaitou with so much hatred. Still, the thief only returned him with a sweet smile.

"You."

"Ha! Cut the crap."

Dark smiled, taking a hesitant step towards the troubled white demon. Krad gulped and took a step backwards.

"Didn't you receive the message I gave you?" asked the phantom, slowly making his way one step at a time. The demon merely shook his head as he backed away.

"We'll see about that…" Dark threatened, outstretching his hand, reaching towards the angel's waist.

"What're you - !" Krad gasped, feeling a rush of warm blood in his pale cheeks, as their faces were merely an inch away. He closed his eyes, anticipating the thief's moves.

To his surprise, Dark only reached for the book in his hand. The kaitou giggled as he backed away from the flushed demon. "What do you think I was going to do?" he teased as he flipped through the book's pages until finding a small white card.

Krad flushed in embarrassment and turned away. Again the kaitou chuckled "You're so cute when you blush."

"Shut up."

"(giggle/ chuckle) And I guess you've been using this as a book mark the whole time." He said, dangling the card in front of Krad's face. "Guess you haven't read it either…" his voice turning into a tone of disappointment, giving the card to the white demon.

Krad looked at the card in his own hands with elegant golden writing written on it, saying:

Like wearing brilliant flowers

Descended to me

You are an angel…

Krad, be my Valentine

Dark

"What the -? …" Krad's eyes grew suddenly wide. "What on earth is this?"

"Yup, it's true…" the thief said, casually placing his hands behind his head.

"This is absurd!" exclaimed the demon, half whining, half laughing. He can't bare the idea of them being together.

"Like it or not Kraddy-kins, we're going on a date… even if it kills us!"

"No… I won't go with you! Never!"

"Well too bad Kraddy, 'cause ya're!" Dark said, folding his arms. "Now, be a good kitty and go upstairs and change while I wait outside in the car."

No one calls me a kitty and gets away with it… Krad thought through gritted teeth. "What are you deaf or something! I said I'M NOT GOING!"

"I won't take no for an answer." Dark threatened.

"Ha! And why should I change? My outfit's not good enough for ya? Huh!"

I sudden brightness waved over the kaitou's face as he eyed his hunter mischievously. Scanning his other self from head to toe. He puts his fingers to his chin making a humming noise.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The demon's golden eyes twitched as he saw the glint in the phantom's eyes. Instinctively backing away from the impending danger.

Without warning Dark swooped the white angel off his feet like he were hi bride.

"AAaaarrgghh!" Krad screamed pounding and struggling from the phantom's grip. "get me down! Let me go you-you psychotic twisted individual!"

"Ha! Who's the psychotic twisted individual?" Dark barked. "Aren't you the homicidal one?"

"Shut up!"

A few minutes later the two found themselves in the commander's bedroom. Dark unceremoniously dumped Krad on the bed and turn to the closet. The thief suddenly started to rummage trough the clothing.

"Hey! What are you doing? Stop doing that you nincompoop! Don't – oof!" The end of the statement was cut short when a pair of trousers came flying from the closet and into his face.

"Aha! I found it!" Exclaimed the thief.

"Found what?" Krad said while pulling away the piece of clothing from his head.

Dark dangled the hanger in front of the blond demon for him to see. The thief was holding a white pair of pants and white tux.

"You have to wear these." The kaitou grinned.

"Oh… No way in hell!" Krad protested.

"Fine. Have it your way then. We'll do it the hard way." The thief threatened.

"W-what're you gonna do…?" The akuma gulped as he backed away to the bed head bord.

Suddenly, the phantom pounced on top of the demon and started to strip the blond off his clothes...


Teehee! So you guys think they made out? Nah! Not a chance! I'll keep this fic a clean as possible. I hope I will. I have a tendency to make really really green and perverted stories so… somebody stop meh!XD

I hate it when I write in 3rd person. I sound like I'm some kind of British lovesick writer! Bleh!XD Well anyway, I hope you guys review to tell me if I should even continue. Kay?