AN: Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter! I meant to publish it sooner but stupid wouldn't let me!!!

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Chapter 2:

Dark's POV

The class ended around twelve, so Ria, Daire and I went out to lunch. Santo and Riley declined, claiming they were going to study before their next course. Riley kissed Daire goodbye, and while he was blushing, I proceeded to tease and mock him teasingly.

"Da-ark!" Daire complained, giving me a glare. "Stop!"

Everyone was laughing now, even Rylie, except Santo who just turned up a corner of his lips. Typical.

"Alright, I have to go." Rylie sighed, when she was finished with her short laughing fit. Santo nodded and the two went off together while I took Ria's arm and escorted her towards the little restaurant. Daire walked behind us, eyes wide and feet dragging as if he was still in a daze from Rylie's kiss.

I chuckled. "Ah, young love." I gave Ria a peck on the check and she giggled.

The place we were eating at wasn't in the best part of town, but it was Daire's favorite place and the food, I admit, was really good. I assured Dai and Ria that I would protect them if anyone came after us. Ria squeezed my arm in assent, but Daire pouted, throwing me another glare. "I can protect myself you know!"

"Of course you can." I said sarcastically, not even bothering to turn my head.

Daire just sighed and I thought I heard him mumbled. "Typical Dark…"

As we neared the place, I thought I spotted a figure leaping over a house's side yard fence. Long golden strands caught the light and I froze, mesmerized. Was that…Krad?! Could that be the other angel from my dream?!

Risa looked at me, half concerned and half upset by my sudden lack of interest in her. "Dark-san? What is it?"

Daire had stopped walking too, and was level with me now, on the other side of Ria. "Yeah, Dark. What's with you?"

I shook my head to clear it and the figure I had seen either must have been an extremely fast runner or I was imagining things. "Er…I'm fine. Just thought I saw someone." At least that wasn't really a lie.

"Oh." Ria said, looking a little put out. She brightened considerably when I kissed her and pulled her forward towards the restaurant.

The rest of our break was uneventful, although I had to catch myself from staring out the window, trying to find the person who had resembled Krad again. 'You don't even know if it was him!' I scolded myself. Luckily, no one really seemed to notice, except Dai who caught me staring outside once, but hopefully, he'd brush it off.

We headed back to school still talking, mostly about our plans for the spring break. It sounded like Daire and Rylie were going to spend every minute of the day together, which made me go on another teasing spree. I didn't really have anything going on, but I wanted to spend some time with my friends as well.

I was always welcome at the Niwa's and I was sure Ria would want to spend as much time with me as possible, which I enjoyed half for spending time with her and half for annoying her twin. Daire decided we should all get together on Easter, and I didn't argue. My family wasn't exactly the "let's get together for Easter!" type, and the Niwas considered me Dai's adoptive brother.

Thinking about it, I was sort of upset I didn't have more going on. I would be lazing around all break if I didn't get my act together!

When we arrived at the campus, Ria and I split up, but Daire continued to follow me, as we had the same course. I caught a glimpse of Santo with a textbook under his arm heading one way and Ria and Rylie, who had met up after Ria had let go of me, another way.

My next course was Precalculus I, which was one of the easiest courses for me. Math always had been my strong point. That gave me an excuse to zone again and I began to ponder the glimpse of the blond near the restaurant. Had that really been Krad?

"Hey, Dark?" Daire's timid voice broke my intense thought. I blinked, violet eyes meeting crimson.

"Yeah? What's up Dai?" I asked, suddenly realizing my hand was moving. Damn it! I had been sketching Krad again!

I looked up, glancing around more to see that the class was emptying of students and the teacher was sitting at his desk, shuffling some papers. Had I thought and unknowingly sketched for the entire period?!

"Well, I needed some help. I can't really understand the lesson and I was wondering if you had taken better notes…" he broke off when he saw my drawing. "Who's that?"

Great…. "Err…childhood friend…" I muttered, erasing quickly.

"Oh." Was Daire's response and I hurried to explain the lesson to him to end the awkward silence. I was really good at multi-tasking so luckily, even while zoning and unconsciously drawing Krad I was still able to understand the lesson better than Dai-chan. How…sad.

When I got home, I was so drained I just collapsed on the couch. I still had two hours until my next, and last, lesson of the day. I closed my eyes and snuggled into the pillows. Might as well relax for a while… Only afterwards could I recall falling asleep.

Dark winced. As he adjusted to the Black Wings, he was able to feel countless injuries along his body, though thankfully, none were serious. He cleaned them as best they could but his body still stung and ached. "Damn Krad." Dark grumbled, wiping some blood off his arm.

It seemed in this world, he was still able to experience the wounds he'd received before he was sealed. His headache also refused to leave him alone. That was annoying. Satisfied that he had treated his injuries without wasting too much magic and as well as he could lacking any supplies, Dark lay back and wondered mentally, 'What the hell am I supposed to do now? I almost wish Krad would attack me in this place ….Wait! I could bug Krad! That sounds like fun!' He got to his feet, cringing as his injuries flared up in response and followed his sense of Krad's presence.

"Oh, Kraddie?" Dark called cheerfully, waving despite the fact that Krad probably couldn't see him. Dark figured the light angel was busy thinking up some plot to kill him so he hoped Krad wasn't too irritated when there was an interruption. 'Actually' Dark thought, 'he might be happy at the opportunity to put his plans for his murder to action!' He kept walking, knowing Krad was just ahead of him. There was a "thump" sound as his foot hit something. He frowned and felt along it with his hands. What is this? There shouldn't be anything else here except…

Dark was not expecting to feel his other half, sprawled on the floor, beneath him, especially because this had already occurred before. As his eyes adjusted to the brightness of Krad's form, he could see one of his counterpart's wings lying at a strange angle, with no movement from the body at all. 'Damn it! His injuries must of kicked in like mine have!' Dark thought franticly, and then remembered he was talking to himself.

"Krad!" he called, shaking his blonde counterpart but there was no response. Snatching a feather from his wings, Dark mumbled a series of magic words and the black feather began to glow with a bluish light. He placed it next to Krad and the light remained. He was hoping to use it to see more so he could find the injury that was keeping Krad from regaining consciousness.

He almost jumped as he noticed the amount of blood staining Krad's robe. 'Did I really injure him that badly?!' Dark thought, a little confused. 'I guess the transfer over was hard for him.' Dark gently lifted the fold of Krad's robe and ripping a piece of his shirt off, began to try to clean up the mess of blood staining the blonde's chest.

Dark pressed down a little too hard and Krad shifted, hissing under his breath. Thankfully, the homicidal angel did not awaken and Dark continued cleaning Krad's muscular chest with less force. "I don't even know why I'm doing this. He'd never do the same for me." Dark grumbled to himself. "Shows what sheer boredom can do to you. And no girls either!"

As he flew backwards, and jarred his head on the "ground", Dark realized that Krad had felt his ministrations, his guess confirmed when a shout of "Mousy!" and a pale hand around his neck brought him back to reality.

Krad was leaning over him, golden-amber orbs filled with rage. The darker angel thought he saw embarrassment in his other half's gaze as well, but he blinked and the un-Krad like emotion was gone. "What were you doing? Mind explaining, thief?" Krad hissed, tugging on Dark's collar and succeeding in choking the thief a little.

"Uh, I was, h-helping..!? You-"gasp "- were injured so I-" he was cut off by a snarl from the ice angel and squeaked in fear as Krad leaned closer, eyes flashing dangerously.

"Do not touch me. Ever. Got it?!" Krad growled, murderous intent written clearly on his face.

"Y-yes." Dark stammered and Krad let go of his collar. However, as soon as Krad began to stalk away, he called, loud enough for Krad to hear, "You know, that's not a very nice way to thank me for saving you!"

Krad whirled. "What!?"

"Yep! You lost a lot of blood and passed out. I cleaned it up a little but if you don't stop the bleeding it could be dangerous even for you. You don't have your tamer to help you anymore, remember?"

Krad snorted and put his hands on his hips, glaring at Dark. "I can take care of myself. You're not a doctor Mousy."

Dark sighed. "Just trying to help…" The thief could see this was going to be difficult. How the hell was he supposed to get rid of the darkness now?!

Just before the violent-eyed thief took off, he swore he heard Krad mumble. "But…could I do it? I've never tried…"

I moaned, rolling over. I had forgotten I had been resting on the couch however, and tumbled face first onto the tile floor. "Ow…" I dusted myself off and got to my feet, rubbing my head. "That weird dream again…but different."

I was roused from my thoughts by the sound of my cell phone buzzing in my pocket. I fished it out and flicked it open. "Yo."

"Hey Dark-san!" It was Ria. "I was wondering if you'd forgotten you still had a class left today…class starts in a couple of minutes."

"SHIT!" I snapped my phone closed. I leaped up and snatched my textbook and notepad for the next class, which I had left on the kitchen counter carelessly the day before. I hurried outside, not forgetting to lock the door behind me as I dashed for the school. "Oh man! My dream must have taken forever!"

I forced my legs to move faster. "Damn you Krad!" I snarled in my head, and got an odd sense of déjà vu.

I raced for my class, managing to arrive just before the professor came in the room. I heaved a sigh of relief and plopped into a seat besides Ria. "Thanks." I panted. "You saved me Ria!"

"No problem Dark-san." She smiled, flushing with happiness at my complement. "But, are you alright? That's twice you've almost been late today. What were you doing?"

"Sleeping." I grunted and she giggled.

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

"You could call it that…"

"Dark Mousy, Ria Harada! Pay attention!" the teacher snapped and Ria jumped.

"Yes sir." We chorused.

"Hey Dark-kun?" Dai leaned forward in his seat. He and Santo had this class as well.

"What is it Dai-chan?" I hissed back, turning a little in my seat. Luckily, I never sat in the front but this professor had better hearing and sight than the others.

"Um…does this have anything to do with your friend?" I gave him a confused look, dreading that he was thinking of the "friend" I thought he was. "You know the one you were drawing earlier."

"Oh, that's Krad." I said vaguely, wishing desperately he would just drop it.

"Well, you seemed like you were thinking about him a lot. You didn't even notice you were sketching him. So-" Daire bit his lip. "I wanted to know who he was. How come I haven't seen him before?"

"He-He doesn't matter!" I snapped and leaped out of my chair, tearing out of the classroom.

"Dark Mousy! What are you doing?!" the professor snarled after me.

"I think he's going to be sick." I heard Santo say calmly in reply. Great, I owed the creep now!

I didn't stop, streaming out of the classroom and streaking off. I had no idea where I was going but I wasn't concerned and let my feet carry me. I felt like I was flying and my back itched again. I swore loudly when I saw where my feet had carried me-the place where I first saw Krad, if that's who it had been.

I sighed, putting my hands behind my head. What to do? "Ah well, it can't hurt to look around a little…" I mumbled out loud and trudged down the street, moving my head back and forth to scan the road ahead for long blonde locks.

'This is going to take forever!' Despite my thoughts, it was only a short while before I spotted a shimmer of gold in front of me. I ran towards it to get a closer look.

What I saw confused me. Krad was curled up, asleep, on the pavement, leaning against one of the houses. He was twitching and mumbling something in his sleep, and his hand kept clenching and unclenching.

"Should I wake him up?" I thought. His dream looked suspiciously like a nightmare and I wanted to ask him if he'd been having the dreams too. I reached out and gently brushed my hand against his shoulder.

When I touched him, golden eyes cracked open slowly. "Dark?" he said sleepily, and absolutely innocently.

Then his eyes narrowed and he lunged forward, succeeding in choking me for a few seconds before I broke away. "Mousy!" he snarled, and I could almost see white wings flaring up in rage.

"W-what?" I squeaked, taking a step back. Was this guy bi-polar or something?

Krad's eyes suddenly lost the glazed and almost feral look and he seemed to take in his surroundings and wake up more clearly. He instantly flinched against the wall. "I'm not loitering! I was just having a short reprieve from a long jog and I-" He blinked, golden orbs regarding me with a curious air. "Who are you?"

I gave him a confused look. "Uh I'm Dark. Dark Mousy. " He had just said my first and last name a second before. What did he mean by "Who are you?"

'So…does he have Bipolar and short term memory loss?!' I thought, perplexed. What was with this guy?!

"Krad Hikari." His words made my heart pound even faster in my ribcage. This was Krad! "I'm sorry; I seem to have made an error. I had mistaken you for the owner of this structure. Even still, I feel as if I know you from somewhere…"

What was I supposed to say? 'Oh! You do know me; you woke up, said my name and then proceeded to strangle me?! I'm not sure exactly about our relationship, but I keep having this dreams about us being angels that have magic powers…' I groaned in frustration. "Uh…same with me…"

Krad's strange eyes seemed to wander up and down my body, assessing every part of me. It was very unnerving. "Well, Dark, did you have some business with me or do you plan to stand here all day with that idiotic expression on your face?" Krad asked curtly.

I flinched, cleared my face, and fought the urge to punch him. "I was just wondering why you were lying there." I made up, feeling sort of proud of myself. Now that I looked however, I realized that I was quite curious. Krad was wearing a tattered white shirt and asphalt stained cream colored jeans. His tennis-shoes were ripped and so filthy it was impossible to tell what color they were supposed to be. "Where's your house?" I asked, concerned. Did Krad live on by himself? Maybe that's why his appearance was that of a disheveled, and considerably poor, teenager.

Krad's cheeks were tinted with rose as he noticed my observations. He huffed and turned away from me, most likely to hide his blush. "Well, if you must know, I live all around." He replied, still not meeting my eyes.

"All around?" I echoed, bewildered.

Krad rolled his eyes. "I don't stay in one area for very long. I move around. I don't have stable living arrangements."

"Oh," was the only thing I managed to get out. He lived on the streets?!

"Oh." he echoed teasingly, in a whiny version of my voice.

"Err…I mean, I was just surprised. I hadn't realized-" Ugh, I felt so stupid!

"You hadn't realized I was homeless and incredibly poor compared to your hoity-toity self? I take what I can get and I am perfectly fine with this lifestyle thank you very much." Krad huffed again and got to his feet. "Well , I can't say it was a pleasure to meet you, but I must be going."

"Wait!" I cried, not really sure why. "I-I didn't mean that! I just didn't think someone as smart as you-"

Golden orbs narrowed. "So the homeless can't be intelligent? They have to be mentally retarded or stupid? Is that what you're saying?!"

"NO!" I practically screamed. "I'm sorry, okay! Just forget I said anything."

Krad rolled his eyes again. "I'll be happy to."I heaved a sigh of relief.

"Uh, can you tell me how long you'll be staying here?" I asked, shifting my stance a little.

The blonde gave me a look as if to say "Why do you care?" but answered anyway. "I'm not positive but I tend to stay in an area for three or four days. I've already been here for a while so perhaps a few more days…"

"Okay!" I flashed a grin and Krad gave me a strange look.

"You sure are an odd one…" he mumbled picking up a pack lying behind him I hadn't seen before. "What's a prosperous person such as you doing in this part of town? Hmm?"

I was stumped. I couldn't tell him about seeing him the other day; he might think I was a stalker or something. "I-I was just taking a walk, you know, and I wandered here." Okay, lame excuse. I was so going to hang myself after this. If I was Daire, I'd be blushing like crazy by this point. I was barely able to keep the heat from rising to my cheeks.

"Ah." Krad pushed off the wall and jumped from the sidewalk in a flourish. "Well, goodbye Dark. It was…" he paused, presumably searching for the right word, "interesting speaking with you."

"You too. Will-Will I see you around?" I asked, fingering a lock of violet hair and twisting it in my hand.

"I suppose." was the golden-eyed boy's response as he walked away, hair streaming down his back and glowing as it caught the light. "Goodbye, Dark Mousy."

I shivered, realizing suddenly that the wind had picked up while I was talking with Krad. Goosebumps dotted my arms and legs. Crossing my arms across my chest, I trudged home, all the way, thinking about Krad and the new information I had gained about him.

There were still so many questions I had. How had he known my name before I had told him, then suddenly forgot? Did he have the dreams too and if so, had he been too embarrassed to mention them?

And how had he known that I was one of the upper class? My outfit didn't really give anything away did it? It was perfectly normal.

I decided I would try to find him again tomorrow.

When I arrived back at my apartment, I had received 6 calls from my friends and my cell phone, which I had put on silent during class and left that way during my exchange with Krad, had four missed calls and three unread text messages. I sighed. Ria and Dai were probably freaking out. Sure enough, Daire and Ria's slightly grainy voices got increasingly worried the more messages I listened to.

I groaned. I would have to call them back. I dialed Ria's number, but I was sure Daire, Ry and Sat would be there as well. I wondered if they were at someone's house or still at campus. I wasn't sure what time it was.

"Hello?" Ria's frantic voice pierced through the phone and I winced. "Dark-san, is this you?!"
"Yeah." I replied, going to sit on the couch. I was sure we'd be talking for an hour if she got really worked up.

"Oh Dark-san! Where were you? Are you alright? Are you sick? I could come over and help you if you need it!" I heard some rustling in the background and then Dai's voice greeted me through the device.

"Dark? I'm sorry. Was it something I said? If it was about Krad….I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again if you don't want me-"

"Slow down!" I laughed, shaking my head. "Its fine Dai, I just needed some fresh air. Oh, and thank Santo for covering me for me. K?"

"Er…ok, Ria wants to talk again." Once again, I was greeted with a faint rustling sound before Ria's voice found me.

"Dark-san?"

"Hmm?"

"So, does that mean you are sick? We had you on speaker and I heard what you said about needing air. Do you have the flu?"

"Uh, I don't think so. I'm really fine guys…"

Ria sighed in exasperation. "Hey, how come you didn't answer any of our calls or texts? We were worried!" I thought I heard a shout of "I wasn't!" in the background. Rylie no doubt.

"I was sleeping." I lied. "My cell was on silent still so I didn't hear it ring."

"Oh." She paused for a few seconds. "Well, call me if you need anything. We'll all be at Daire's house for a while 'cause Santo's explaining the lesson to us and Ry is making you a copy of the notes."

"Thanks." I replied, quite honestly. I had taken almost no notes for the class so I felt better if I could copy one of theirs. "Er….I gotta go."

"No problem. Feel better Dark-san!" And she hung up.

Krad's POV

Dark Mousy was perhaps the strangest person I had met in my life, and living on the streets, I had met some very weird people. For some reason, I felt the name Dark fit him, and it was something more than his obvious partiality towards dark clothes and his shadowy features.

I frowned. I could have sworn I knew him from somewhere, and my head was pounding trying to decide where I had seen him before. I shook my head, blonde locks drifting across my face.

'Nonsense!' I scolded myself. 'I didn't remember him and he didn't remember me. We were just introduced, after all.'

I couldn't seem to grasp even how he seemed familiar to me, he just was. I was a little conflicted about staying now. In a way, I felt drawn to Dark but the other part of me rebelled, warning me not to get close and that shady situations should be avoided. But Dark hadn't seemed like a cruel person, although it was difficult to judge if his kindness and carefree nature was a façade. Something told him that was just how Dark behaved.

Skirting a group of drunken men, by slipping into an alleyway, I pondered the violet-haired young man I had just met. I blinked and rubbed at my eyes, hard. I had not just seen that. But, as soon as I thought about the thief-the thief, where had that come from?-with the same intensity as before the memory, or day dream, it was impossible to tell, replayed.

Krad shifted, liking the feeling of doing whatever he liked without an objection or a demand from Satoshi-sama. Now he could attack Dark without fearing Satoshi would force him to change back and if Dark passed out, Dark couldn't let the Niwa take over and get away, as it seemed the red-head was not connected to Dark, either.

The only problem was, there wasn't much to do or see here. 'If I do kill Dark now, then I'll die of boredom.' Krad mused. 'There's absolutely nothing here. I need to get out of here and then I'll kill him. At least I'll have some form of entertainment outside if Dark was to die.'

'But, I don't think my power is strong enough alone to break this barrier. I'm weak from fighting Dark before we were sealed and adjusting to the Black Wings. Even with full strength I probably wouldn't be able to get out.' Krad pondered this information, hugging his wings a little closer to his form.

'Perhaps…I could create something to pass the time? Maybe even shape beings or structures! I am a Hikari after all…'

'W-What was that?' I thought wildly. 'Some sort of strange dream, or a lost memory…I can't tell…' I stopped walking, sliding to the ground against the alleyway wall. This was Dark Mousey's fault, this strange day dream. I tried again, thinking of the boy I had talked about in the beginning of the strange memory. 'Satoshi-sama?'

Immediately, an image of a young boy with cerulean hair and piercing blue eyes flashed before me. He wore glasses and a calm look, and somehow I could recall that he was a police commander.

Was I finally going insane? Was life on the streets getting to me? One thing was for certain, I needed to find Dark again, the strange youth who had spoken to me and somehow brought about these possibly fake memories. Would he know what they meant? Either way, I needed to see him.

Luckily, Dark would probably find me tomorrow anyway, so I didn't have to worry about taking the time to seek him out.

I crawled further into the alleyway and lay down, exhausted, and almost immediately my breathing evened out and I found myself in a dream.

Blackness surrounded him. He was blind, and utterly alone. Was this…death? After all, he had been sealed. He wasn't sure what to expect but death was defiantly one of the possibilities he had considered.

His back was cold as if he was lying on a tile floor, but he seemed to be floating in darkness. He felt like someone was touching him, but he was too tired to care.

Wait…how could someone touch him if he was dead? Suddenly, a voice broke the darkness around him. "Wake up Krad!" The voice was impatient and very familiar but that's not what concerned Krad.

He wasn't dead! Immediately, the blonde was on his feet, golden eyes whipping around in the blackness for the owner of the voice who had awoken him.

"Who's there?" Krad snarled, circling. He scanned the area, trying to spot the other occupant of the dark abyss. If it was an enemy, he would tear them apart! The only person he could imagine was not the enemy in the situation was Satoshi-sama, but how would he be here and out of his body?

No, it was an enemy, but Krad was hoping beyond hope it wasn't the particular enemy he was thinking of, the only one that could logically be here with him in this situation. The Phantom Thief.

Movement caught his eye, and he focused his gaze on that area as violet hair and eyes slowly came into view, followed by slightly tan skin and a outfit as dark as their environment.

Dark Mousy. Even in the Black Wings, he was confident and was strutting towards him, smiling even! The nerve of that thief! The hunter's only comfort was the glimpse of fear he saw hidden in Mousy's gaze. He knew the thief too well to be fooled by his trick to conceal his apprehension.

"So, Krad? How do you like your new home? Comfortable?" Dark was still grinning and getting closer. Krad felt a massive migraine coming on. 'Annoying thief.' He narrowed his eyes out of habit, meeting the Kaito ( This means thief in Japanese)'s gaze evenly, determined to show him only hatred.

"Mousy." Krad growled, heading towards the thief, eyes flashing dangerously. "How dare you seal us!"

"It was for the better!" Dark pleaded, and retreated a little. Krad hid his mental grin. The first point was his!

"And look; now you have your own body!" Mousy continued, and suddenly, Krad realized that he couldn't detect Satoshi-sama, not even locked in the corner of his mind. 'Satoshi-sama?' the white-winged angel called, just to make sure that the young commander truly was gone.

Right now, he didn't even care that Dark had established a small mental link with him. He was free! "So he really is gone." Krad said, pondering this miracle and then chuckled and licked his lips, happily. Did that mean-? "And your tamer? The red-head brat?"

"Gone as well." Dark sighed and Krad felt his heart beat increase, relishing in the possibilities. It would be so much easier to get rid of that pesky thief now!

"How are we still alive?" Krad asked, raising an eyebrow. "I thought we were sealed. We should be merged!"

"Maybe when that Hiwatari (AN: Dark means Kei Hiwatari, Satoshi's adoptive father. See the end of the anime) tried to break the seal too late? Well, it doesn't matter now. We're here, alive and separate so let's enjoy it!" Dark smiled, the same cocky one he always used.

Krad looked around, taking in the darkness around them fully for the first time. There really wasn't much to enjoy. Krad saw Dark shift as the blonde looked around and Krad looked up, watching the thief's every move. "What are you staring at?!" Krad hissed. He felt his wings tensing and ruffling a little as they tended to do when he was on edge. What was Dark doing?! What was his purpose?

"Krad, are you injured?" Dark spouted, randomly. Krad could tell he was trying to portray that he cared about his counterpart but the golden-eyed demon could see through that easily. The thief was merely curious. Krad had no idea why the dark-haired male would ask.

Krad sniffed, feeling offended that the thief thought so lowly of him. "Why would I be? Your attacks barely graze me, Mousy." Of course, the thief could never injure him without his knowledge. It was impossible!

"You took a while waking up, so I thought maybe you had gotten hurt." Dark replied, beaming. "If that's the case, you can borrow some of this shirt. I can take off my coat and-"

Krad knew it was fake. Dark Mousy didn't care about him in the least. Even the caring smile was fake! "Idiot." Krad smirked, laughing cruelly. "You think I would accept help from you?! I can't understand you! Or rather, you cannot understand me." He laughed again, but despite his chuckling he remained cold and aloof to Dark's pathetic pretend attempts to care about him.

"It was worth a try!" Dark shrugged and his nonchalance seemed to mock Krad further. "And anyway, we shouldn't fight anymore. We have to get along in here."

Was the Phantom Thief stupid? They could never be more than enemies! "There's no requirement that states we have to get along." Krad scoffed. "You're just making excuses to preserve your life. Now, you can't hide behind the mask of that red-haired child. And believe me Dark; I have no intention of letting you live."

The blonde grinned in glee as Dark trembled. He had succeeded in making Dark reveal his fear of the other artwork!

"Sleep on it." Dark cried, sickeningly happy, and shooting out his wings, spiraled upward. Krad, in a fit of rage sent a blast of ice magic after him, but it was dodged-of course.

Boiling with rage, Krad's brain suddenly received an idea. An idea, that had never crossed his mind before.

'Could I do it? Is it…possible?'

AN: So…what do you think? Better? Worse? Please let me know and REVIEW! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed!!! =D