Penny
A/N:This is my first and likely my only DNAngel fic. I'm not that crazy for it, but this story was begging to be written since I read the first manga.
It was a routine heist. Diasuke as the innocent, bystanding conscience, Dark as the bad-ass art thief. They had made it past the security lasers, locked the gaurd dogs outside, and dodged a giant net. they were nearing the room which held the sought after masterpiece, when Diasuke spoke up for the first tiem that evening.
"Look! Look! Dark, you gotta look!" Diasuke was yelling, pointing.
As Sark did not have eyes inside his head, he had no idea where Diasuke was pointing, and got rather annoyed. "Damn it Diasuke, I'm trying to friggin concentrate. Would it kill you to speak coherently?"
Diasuke pondered this, and decided that it probably wouldn't but one would never know. He also concluded that not speaking coherently might make Dark kill him (somehow). So he translated his ramblings into something that Dark might understand.
"By your feet. There is a...oh my gosh it's so awesome, I really want it...Look Dark, a penny!"
"That's it? A penny?"
"Dark, get the penny for me, please? Please?"
"No Diasuke, I'm kinda busy here." Dark walked on, leaving the penny behind, making Diasuke cry. He got the giant painting off of the Art Gallery wall when he realized something. There was no way he could carry something this big and be able to fly while seeing where he was going.
"Use the net we mentioned in the first paragraph!" Diasuke helpfully offered.
"Wow Diasuke, that's actually a good idea..." Dark made his way back towards where he had dodged then net. he didn't get very far before Diasuke piped up again.
"Hey Dark, look, it's the penny! Can we pick it up this time?"
"No!" Dark intoned firmly. "No God-damn pennies hitching a ride. I'm here for the painting." Dark tried to block out the mental sobbing coming pitifully from Diasuke's corner of his mind. Dark didn't really succeed, and was rather surprised when the sobbing stopped abruptly.
"Hey, look, it's the penny again! Maybe this time? Please?" Diasuke had a hopeful tone.
Dark sighed. "When we leave, we can get it...it is really shiny." Dark really wanted to pick up the penny now too... it was a very appealing penny.
Diasuke clapped his hands and jumped up and down. "Yay, thank you Dark-kun."
Dark put the painting into the net, making the net a bag, basically. he headed back to the penny, stooped to pick it up and...Alarm bells rang.
"Damn you and your stupid God-damn penny Diasuke!" Dark screamed as he fled with the painting, using Wik to fly.
o0o0o0o0o Some Time Later0o0o0o0o
After having managed to avoid several policemen, get their picture snapped for the next news report, get harrassed by a mob of teenage groupies, and finally get home, DArk heaved sigh of relief. Disauke only had one concern.
"Did you hold onto the penny?"