For Chibi-Sempai – I'm sorry, I just completely jacked the title for your Harry Potter fanfic. Forgive me?
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"W-Wait, Chiyoko! Chiyoko, stop!" Kohaku managed to scream through gasps for breath as the crazy woman pinning him down strangled him.
Chiyoko smiled and laughed wickedly as her eyes changed to a demonic red, and her pupils became tall slits. "No, I'm not going to stop until I feel that every last drop of life is gone from you!"
Kohaku tried pulling her hands off of his neck by pulling at her wrists, but it did no good. She had become much stronger than the teenage girl she had been just moments before.
After a few more minutes of him struggling, Kohaku went limp; not dead, just unconscious. Suddenly, without any warning, Chiyoko's eyes turned back and she jumped up. She covered her mouth with her hands, unable to believe what she'd done. She looked around, no one was around except the two unconscious people, so she ran into a nearby alley.
What was that about?! I wanted him dead, but I didn't want to kill him myself. Chiyoko bent over and braced herself with one hand against the wall in front of her when her entire body pulsed at one time.
She let out a yelp as her body pulsed and her heart skipped beats. She felt anger welling up inside of her, threatening to explode. And explode, it did. Except not in the way Chiyoko expected it to. Her body continued to pulse as it grew; her hair became waist length and turned ash blonde. Her eyes became the same as just a moment ago when she was strangling Kohaku. Her skin became as pale and beautiful as marble.
This new Chiyoko stood up straight and brushed the bit of hair that was over her shoulder back with the rest. She laughed a bit, a horrific bell sound. "Well, well, it's about time. I was hoping that this would be sooner, but it works."
"What?! Who are you?! What's going on?!" Chiyoko screamed from inside of the woman's head.
"Ow, Ow!" She said, rubbing the side of her head. "Don't give us a headache now, you'll regret it."
"'Us'?! There is no 'us'! There's just me!"
The woman sighed. "I see that we must go home. Apparently, your dear mother forgot to explain the twin situation."
"What 'twin situation'?!"
"The situation where fraternal twins are born into a phantom thief's family. It's rare, so I won't be surprised if she didn't know. You know about Dark then?"
"Y-Yeah. Daisuke's supposed to be him…I think."
"Exactly. Once we get home, I'll explain everything."
The woman jumped into the air, causing a pair of midnight-blue wings to spread from her back. She flew towards the Niwa residence while Chiyoko continued freaking out.
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Emiko turned at the sound of the front door opening. "Hello?"
The woman Chiyoko had turned into walked in the door and into the kitchen. "You're Emiko Niwa?"
"Y-Yes. But, who're you?" She asked, cringing back a bit.
"My official name now is Chisuji-Chiyoko." The woman said, bowing respectfully. (A/N: Her name literally translates to Blood Child of a Thousand Generations.)
Emiko froze, no longer afraid, but just confused. "It's true? The stories about…what happens with twins… It's really true?"
Chisuji-Chiyoko put one hand on her hip. "So, you knew about the twin situation, but you never said anything to Chiyoko. You will never know how confused and scared she has been up until this point."
Emiko shook her head. "I thought it was a legend. Very rarely have twins been born in the Niwa family. There was no way to know if it was true."
"That's no excuse." The woman phantom thief said.
"Hello?! This is insane! I wanted to be a phantom thief, but not a confused one!" Chiyoko screamed.
"Ugh…" Chisuji-Chiyoko closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. "Okay, okay. Calm down already, you're giving me a headache."
Emiko sighed and sat down on the couch. "I can't believe it. So, why didn't you choose me, Chisuji?"
Chisuji-Chiyoko looked over at Emiko again. "Simple. You didn't have a twin brother. I couldn't have been in your body even if I wanted to."
"That means you're—"
"That's right. I'm Dark's fraternal twin."
"But, you look nothing like him."
"I'm aware of this. Why I look nothing like him is beyond me." Chisuji-Chiyoko shrugged. "Oh, and I'm sure you're aware of Dark's enemy, Krad."
Emiko nodded. "Yes."
"I will say this much for now. He isn't my enemy, so don't expect me to treat him as such."
Emiko sighed and shook her head. "I never expected this to be true. All I expect of Dark…and you is to get the Hikari artwork."
"Of course. As long as I don't have to fight Krad, I will do just that."
"I'm home." Daisuke said as he walked in the front door and started avoiding all of the traps.
Chisuji-Chiyoko walked casually up to Chiyoko's room. "Tell me when Dark has appeared. I'll come down then."
Emiko stood up and nodded. "Okay."
Chisuji-Chiyoko shut the door behind her and sat down on Chiyoko's bed. "Hey, Chiyoko, do have anything I can change into? I can't stand what you're wearing."
"For your information, that's my school uniform! Get used to it! Secondly, there's some jeans and t-shirts in my closet." Chiyoko sighed.
Chisuji-Chiyoko stood up and walked over to the closet. "That's not exactly what I was getting at." She opened the closet door and knelt down, opening a secret hatch that held a plastic bag with a dress inside. "Good, he prepared it for me."
"W-What?! How'd that—""Simple. Your grandfather knew about me through Dark. And when you were born – I assume – your grandfather prepared this hatch with clothes for me." Chisuji-Chiyoko grabbed the dress and quickly changed into it.
The dress had thick straps and was midnight blue like her wings, it stopped just below her knees, allowing her skinny legs to be shown off more than necessary.
"Ah!" Chisuji-Chiyoko stretched her thin arms over her head. "Much better!" She reached down back into the hatch and pulled out midnight blue ballet flats, slipping them on.
"No! You can't wear shoes in the house!" Chiyoko yelled.
"Shut up please." Chisuji-Chiyoko sighed and rubbed her temples once again.
"AH!!!" Daisuke screamed as he ran down the hall and down the stairs.
Chisuji-Chiyoko giggled. "That's my cue." She walked out of the room and slowly walked down the stairs, she stopped when she could see the Dark that had Daisuke's voice.
"…I started growing! I feel like I'm someone else…" Daisuke(Dark) screamed, confused.
"It's part of your destiny." Emiko said a lot more calmly than she did when Chisuji-Chiyoko came in the door.
"As am I." Chisuji-Chiyoko said from the stairs.
Daisuke(Dark) turned around and stared at her with even more confusion. "W-Who're you?"
"My name is Chisuji-Chiyoko." She smiled. "And I'm," she pointed at Daisuke(Dark), "Dark's—I mean, your fraternal twin."
"I-I already have a twi—"
"Yeah, you do. You both turned fourteen today, and you both unlocked your inner selves." She giggled evilly. "I'm Chiyoko's inner self. Dark's fraternal twin."
Daisuke(Dark) couldn't believe his ears. He was so confused.
"Come on, now, get changed." Chisuji-Chiyoko said demandingly. "We have to hurry to the artwork. Whether or not my brother will come out before we leave is no concern of mine. You look like him, and you have the training, it'll be enough."
Daisuke(Dark), though confused as he was, did as Chisuji-Chiyoko said and went to go get changed. She sat down on the couch next to Chiyoko and Daisuke's grandfather.
"Thanks for the clothes." She said nonchalantly.
"I figured that you'd be here, Chisuji. Emiko did not believe the legend, but I did. After all, my great-great-grandmother was you." He nodded.
"Yes, I remember Fuu faintly."
"Chisuji. I know you don't care too much about Daisuke because he hasn't fully become your brother yet, but he is Chiyoko's brother. Look after him, he hasn't fully awakened as a phantom thief."
"Don't worry old man, I will."