Hello again! Lets get this story moving! I REALLY need inspiration, and the best place to get it is from you, the readers. In short, PLEASE REVIEW!

I feel like this has been rushed, so I am going to slow down and go into more detail and such. When the ideas come, I have to get them out as soon as possible, or I will forget.

I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or D N Angel! If I did, this would totally be a cross over episode.

I have been sick for the past week, and I have had nothing better to do but write this. So, please don't expect me to post chapters so close together. Postings range from 2 days to a month. Sorry for the confusion…

Enjoy!

Daisuke burst through the front door. His mom was standing there, looking annoyed, tapping her foot. She raised an eyebrow.

Daisuke began to gush out an explanation of why he was so late, but Emiko shushed him.

"Put this on," she said, holding out his outfit. A small smile appeared on her lips.

Daisuke quickly grabbed the clothes and dashed to his room. As he turned the door knob, he felt the floor disappear below his feet. He fell in, barely able to land on his feet.

'Nice going,' Dark said. 'I wouldn't have fallen into such an obvious trap,'

'Thanks Dark, you are helping so much,'

'I know,'

Daisuke jumped and threw himself at one side, then used his momentum to kick off of it onto the opposite wall. He did the same thing, back and forth, until he was able to grab the ledge. He then flipped himself up and out of the trap. He dashed into his room, glad to see that there were no more booby-traps lying in wait. He threw on his solid black outfit, and quickly loaded his backpack.

"Kyu?" Wiz chirped behind him.

"Oh, yea, sorry, I almost forgot you Wiz," Daisuke said as he gently placed him inside.

Daisuke went to the window and jumped out, sliding down the roof and into his yard. He took off towards the school.

'If you don't hurry, we're going to be late!' Dark said, obviously annoyed.

'I'm going as fast as I can!' Daisuke answered. When he finally reached the school, he noticed again that there were no cops at all.

'Its Friday, right? That's a whole week, and still, no cops or anything. No resistance at all! I don't like it. Keep your guard up,' Dark said.

'I know! I asked my mom if she was sending the warning cards, and she said yes. I don't understand,'

Daisuke snuck up to the front door, and was surprised to find it unlocked.

'I don't like this…' Dark muttered.

Daisuke walked down the halls until he came to music room #3. This door was unlocked as well. He took a silent step inside, and quietly closed the door behind him. He took one more step, and felt a swift kick to the side. He was knocked to the ground, but was up in seconds. He pulled his hat farther down his face.

Standing before him was a familiar face. He was about the same height as Daisuke, but was a couple years older.

'Hunny-sempai!' Dark said surprised.

Hunny looked angry for about two seconds before letting out a huge yawn.

"Takashi…I'm tired…" he whined. A giant looming shadow appeared behind Hunny.

"I know," was all Mori said.

Kyoya's voice came from behind them.

"Hello Phantom Thief Dark. It is nice to finally meet you," he said.

"If you are wondering why there were never any cops, its because I never saw the need to involve them. I found the notes, and I wanted to meet you," he said. "I have a private police force of 100 men that work for my family alone. They take orders from me,"

'Dark, listen. If I talk, they will recognize my voice. I need you to take over,' Daisuke said quickly.

'Ah, ah, ah, that's cheating,' Dark said evilly.

'She never said you couldn't just use your voice. She only said transform,' Daisuke answered.

'Whatever,' Dark said, and Daisuke had the familiar feeling of loosing control of his voice. They had recently learned a trick where Dark could control his body, but Daisuke could still control his voice. It had gotten them out of a couple of sticky situations, although they had never tried it reversed.

"And why are you telling me all this?" Dark asked in his familiar, overconfident voice. Daisuke would have sighed with relief.

"I want to propose a deal. If you return what you stole from us, then you walk away a free man. This is why I didn't want to bring in the police. Now, do we have a deal?" Kyoya replied cooly.

"And if I refuse?"

"Well, we arrest you and force you to return all the artwork you have ever stolen. I believe it would be in you best interest to do as I ask. Do we understand each other?"

"What makes you think you can catch me?" Dark sneered.

Kyoya smiled ruefully.

Daisuke smiled back, just before he did a round-house kick behind him, hitting someone square in the jaw. Daisuke cringed at the sickening crack that followed. He hadn't meant to kick that hard.

There was a cry and a thud.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru shouted, as he got on his knees next to his twin.

Hikaru sat up, rubbing his jaw.

"I'm fine," Hikaru barely got out. He looked up at Daisuke. His eyes widened with realization.

Daisuke took a step back, then took off in a run towards the display cases. He easily caught sight of what he was looking for. The Dragon's Breath, a bracelet that was shaped like a dragon slithering down your wrist, lay inside. Daisuke grabbed the glass case off the pedestal. He heard footsteps behind him. With a crash, the glass case broke. Daisuke had thrown it down at his feet to create a distraction. It worked, and Daisuke was able to leap out of the closest window.

"Daisuke…?" Hikaru murmured.