Heavenly Wings

A DNAngel and Kamikaze Kaito Jeanne Crossover Fanfiction

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Disclaimer: I do not own either of these series. DNAngel belongs to Yukiru Sugisaki and Kamikaze Kaito Jeanne belongs to Arina Tanemura

Chapter (what one is this? Oh, nine, wow this is long) Nine

Incident

It was much harder than Dark expected, there were traps on every corner and he couldn't let his guard down or he would risk losing the painting that was this night's target. Even with the challenges that faced him, the purple-haired phantom thief acted as though he had all the time in the world, which he didn't.

"Dark! What's wrong with you tonight!" Daisuke screamed at him, "At this rate Jeanne will be long gone before we've ever seen the painting!"

"Not to worry, I've already made preparations, what did you think I was doing last night?"(in case anyone was wondering, these thefts happened days apart.)

"You used my body while I was asleep! How could you Dark!?"

"It's my body too, and I needed it. The real painting's safe at home, we don't need to worry about it. What we're doing tonight's just for show."

"Whatever you say, but be careful! We don't want anything bad happening like getting caught!"

"You're such a worrywart Daisuke! Remember, I'm a pro." And with that Dark sped down the hallway, leaping over lasers and dodging nets.

"You're late, Mr. Phantom Dark." A voice said once they entered the room containing the painting. "What took you?" And as Dark turned to face the voice two people stepped out of the shadows, Jeanne, accompanied by Sinbad.

"I'd say I was just in time, because you haven't stolen it yet."

"You forget how easy it is for me to steal things." Jeanne held up another pin and looked like she was going to throw it at the painted canvas, but the purple-haired Phantom Thief took action once again. He grabbed the picture from the wall, and made a break for the nearest exit, alarms wailing loudly. Footsteps could be heard all around and Dark knew he had to act fast. He dashed from hallway to hallway, trying to throw off the other thieves, but with little success.

"This game of tag has gone on too long." Sinbad said, stepping out in front of the Phantom Thief, blocking the rest of the hall. He snatched the painting out of Dark's hands, and stepped away from him. Behind Sinbad, Jeanne was pulling out a rope which tied itself around Dark, making it impossible to move.

"We've won tonight Dark, the game is tied."

"I'm not so sure about that. Who says that that's the real thing?"

"We'll find out this way." Jeanne said, throwing her pin at the painting, it pierced the painted canvas, and did nothing. "What did you do with the real one! Where is it!" She yelled at Dark, looking frantic.

"It's with you're precious chess piece, I stole it last night. The game is now 2:0 in my favor."

"You've got to be kidding me, this has to be a joke." Sinbad hit his forehead with his hand, looking defeated.

"Sorry Sinny, you're not dreaming even though I'm laughing. Now take this rope off or I'll be forced to break it." Dark tugged at the rope binding him, feeling it burn his wrists.

"It automatically loosens after fifteen minutes, you'll have to wait until then."

"So, what's up with you guys?" The purple-haired Phantom Thief asked, trying to start a conversation, seeing as he was stuck there for ten more minutes, and didn't feel like breaking the rope. "Done anything fun lately?"

"Nothing except chase you, sorry."

"Stealing is all I ever do, I find it fun."

"We can- Hey! What the-?"

The window behind the three thieves broke in a shower of glass, and a winged figure stood where it had once been. Dark automatically recognized the intruder by his long blond ponytail ending with a cross charm, bright green eyes, and white wings. He was dressed in a white coat with white pants underneath and he looked, mischievous. (And creepy, really, really creepy)

"We meet again, Dark Mousy."

"Omygod, your last name is Mousy! That's so lame, The great Phantom Thief Dark Mousy! You must me so ashamed!" Jeanne burst out laughing and sank to her knees, beside her Sinbad was holding back laughter.

"What do you want tonight Krad!? In case you hadn't noticed, I'm a little bit busy!"

"I just felt like dropping in, and making your life harder." (Ha! He heard you in the last chapter Dark!)

"Well congrats on annoying me, but there's nothing hard about my life now. The painting's already been stolen so once this rope loosens I'm free until the next job!"

"Then let's make you're friends here suffer." Krad said, smiling evilly, and with that he picked up Jeanne as if she weighed nothing, threw her over his shoulder, and flew off into the night with her.

Notes from the author: Yes, I was bad and didn't write in a while, bad, bad writer. On another note, it's Krad! Krad of the Scottish accent finally shows up. The reason I call him that is because we watched the first couple episodes of DNAngel in my Anime club and in the very beginning of the first episode, Krad exclaimed "Have you gone mad?" and everyone in the club agreed he sounded Scottish there, we even watched him say it again. So now it's Krad of the Scottish Accent and Dark of the really lame last name, you heard what Jeanne said, Mousy? Come On! Anyway, Krad finally shows up and the story's heating up. Yay, hopefully I'll be good and write faster than once a month, if not, sorry in advance. ~Ms. DeathDie