A Change of Sorts Chapter 1: BIG Surprise, a d n angel fanfic

A Change of Sorts

Whoopee! I start my first crossover fanfic on Chinese New Year's! Good luck to everyone for the New Year! And it's the year of the dog…which means I was born 12 years ago because I'm a dog too!

This is my first shot at a crossover fic so sorry if it's not very good. But I'll try my best and uh…just so you know, I don't write rough drafts. The ones that I did ended up completely different when I typed it out. My ideas come when I'm on the computer, you see. So sorry if it doesn't make sense ok? And to the story!

Chapter 1: BIG Surprise

"WHAT!" Daisuke shouted, staring disbelievingly at his mother. 'Don't worry, it's just a joke. Yes that's right; it's all a cruel joke…' He thought frantically. It couldn't be happening, it couldn't be happenni-

--Sorry Dai-chan! But it looks like it is! -- teased an annoying voice in his head.

Daisuke gritted his teeth and imagined glaring daggers at that irritating Thief in his head. Oh boy, if looks could kill…Dark would be alive and prancing around happily in flower-filled meadows because Daisuke was not good at glaring daggers. He was more of…the type that made you just want to use his head as an armrest.

"But okaa-san! Why do I have to go alone?" he whinged, desperate to stop this horrible train of supreme evilness that was currently hurtling 521853kph along the Dark Rails of Doom…and was driven by a maniacally laughing Dark waving a bomb switch in his hand. NO, he couldn't go, he couldn't go…

Emiko winked and held up a purse in her hand. "But Dai-chan, you're not going alone! You have Dark with you!" she shoved the purse in her son's protesting hand and pushed him out the door, all the time smiling cheerily. "Now be back before dark!"

Daisuke felt like crying. Why? Why him? Why did he have to do this? What did he ever do to deserve this? Why was his mum so evil? Sure, he had done this heaps of times before, even though he had left kicking and screaming, but never had he gone alone before. And Dark wasn't the best of comfort either…

Seeing as he had no choice anyway, he sniffled cutely a couple of times and headed down the road. Everything he passed seemed to be mocking him. The grinning cat, flowers biting him on the leg, dogs rolling around on the ground with what he assumed was laughter…heck, even the tree he loved to climb seemed to be waving a pair of scissors in his direction. He sighed. He hated going to the hairdressers.

(A/N: Ha! Got you there, didn't I!)

20 horrible minutes later which included an overly cheerful hairdresser, 7 warnings about not cutting his ears off, one strangely green ball of flying fuzz, a pair of rusty scissors and a freakishly cold draft on the lower neck, Daisuke dared to open his eyes and stare into the mirror.

Good. They hadn't started cutting yet. A sudden flame of thought lit up inside his head, nearly setting Dark on fire. Nobody was around…Quickly, he slapped a few notes on the counter and ran out of the shop. A fire alarm rang and a horde of madly snipping hairdressers charged out after him, trampling the shop down while they were at it, and lunged at him, insanely grabbing bits of his red hair to snip away at until he was completely bald, save a low fuzz of bright hair left on his scalp.

Well, that's what he hoped wouldn't happen. Little did he know, that the shop's workers had long since given up on trying that on him; he had protested loudly every time he was forced to come to their shop.

Daisuke looked around frantically; no signs of insane scissor-wielding women, no bald people wondering around aimlessly for having to come to the same fate as he expected to come to him. The redhead sighed in relief, and he headed home, whistling a cheery tune that told the world 'I-didn't-do-nothing-nope-I-did-not-just-run-away-from-a-hairdresser's-shop-you-can't-prove-nothing-oh-no-you-can't' yet plainly said 'Please-don't-kill-me-I-was-doing-it-for-the-sake-of-my-long-known-hairstyle!'

As he walked away, he didn't notice a little glowing green ball stare after him and shake his tiny fist angrily. "I'll get you one day, Daisuke Niwa." It said threateningly. "One day…" it backed off into the shadow of the door mysteriously…and was promptly slammed to a horrible death as someone opened the door to the shop rather…violently.

Back at home…

--Sorry Dai-chan! Looks like it is! -- teased an annoying voice in his head. Dark then frowned, as if trying to remember something. --Hmmmmm, déjà vu or something. This is all so familiar…--

"Okaa-san! What does this mean? Otou-san! Ji-chan?" he desperately asked each of the adults in turn, refusing to accept that this was reality.

"Sorry Daisuke." Whispered Kosuke to his only son. "But it's not illegal, no matter what you say. You are 16 now. And your okaa-san and ji-chan believe that those ones are particularly dangerous."

"B-b-b-but does this mean I have to live on the streets!" Daisuke asked, frantically trying to stop the truck of evil ideas that was currently ramming itself into the side of his head.

"No, no! Of course not!" smiled Emiko. "There is an empty house that I rented for you for the whole year! Its close enough to the school and it's surrounded by many natural, open areas, which I know you'll love! Here's the directions from the bus station." She handed him a folded map, which he took hesitantly.

"And it provides you with all the essentials you'll need!" piped up Daiki, Emiko nodding her head in energetic agreement.

"You'll be spending your 10th year of school there, steal the art pieces that we want with gaps of 2 weeks, and remain there for the whole year so as not to arouse suspicion." Kosuke explained calmly, although he was deeply regretting agreeing with his wife.

"But why can't you come with me? I don't want to live alone for a whole year!" protested Daisuke, With 'kyuu'-ing in agreement on his head.

"Because we have to take care of some business here." Replied Daiki firmly. "With will be coming with you as your wings."

"But what will you tell my friends and teachers? What will I tell my teachers at my new school?" he asked, his resolve starting to break. He hated the idea…but it might be fun…

Emiko smiled happily. "We'll tell them that you decided to take up travelling, and will be back in a year. And I already told your new teachers that you wanted a change of pace, and decided to try living there. And at the end of the year, you'll tell everyone you know that you're homesick and decided to move back."

--She makes it seem so simple…-- whispered Dark. Even he decided that this was all an insane idea when the real meaning sank in. --What will Azumano do without their popular Phantom Thief Dark? What will the girls do without me? --

Daisuke agreed. This was an evil plot set up for him and Dark…

"But what if I'm suspicious there anyway? I mean, coming to that town right before Kaitou Dark appears there!"

"Don't worry!" Emiko winked. "When I enrolled you in the school, I acted like I was really teary and sad about your wanting to leave (--And she really isn't!--) and mentioned that watching Dark's appearances on TV wouldn't be the same without you. When the principal asked who Dark was, I told him, and broke down again. So they won't suspect a thing!" she finished, beaming proudly.

Daisuke sighed and gave up. It was no use no more. But to think that he would be leaving his hometown for one whole year…he felt like crying then and there.

"Now go begin packing! You're leaving in two days!"

"WHAT!"

Ahahahaha, the evilness of the whole situation. For those of you who don't understand, Daisuke is moving, alone, to another town for a whole year so that he and Dark can steal some artworks that Emiko and Daiki are interested in. Hope you enjoy my crazy plot; and the Furuba part will come in the next chapter! (Hopefully!)

BTW, in this story, Daisuke is 16 and all the Sohma's are the age that we know them to be in the manga and anime.

How will Riku react when she finds out Daisuke is leaving? How will the unknown town (well, you all know what it is; just that I don't know the name of it) react when they find out a Thief is in their midst? How will you react when you find out just how crazy I am when I get an idea? Well R&R and you will find out soon!