D.N.Angel YYA4 Stile pt10

Summery: Daisuke Niwa was just a normal girl, until her 14th birthday. Her DNA activated and transformed in to the infamous phantom thief, Dark Mousy. As if that wasn't bad enough, her crush, Satoshi Hiwatari, is after Dark! SatoshixFemaleDaisuke.

Disclaimer: I do not own D.N.Angel, in any way or form. If I did there would be more romance and more mysteries. This is from Quizilla's Y2K4, Pedro Martinez. I modified it a bit but the story and plot are almost the same. Ok, so Dark is female in my story too.

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A young man slowly opened his baby blue eyes, seeing the painted soft brown ceiling. He tried to sit up only to feel dizzy and fall back into the soft sheets and pillows.

'Where am I?'

He turned his head to the side and studied the room.

It was light brown with a dark red trim, with only a oak wood desk, chair, dresser, and a night stand that was next to the bed, wear his glasses lay. The sheets around him were brown and white with 2 fluffy white pillows behind his head.

He heard the faint sound of soft footfalls getting louder then a door opening. He tried to sit up again but started coughing badly. He felt a hand on his back then a cold glass of water pushed into his hand.

"Here, drink this."

A soft voice said. It sounded familiar, but he paid it no mind and drank that tasted like water greedily. The liquid soothed his throat as the ice chilled his lips. He gave it back to the person who took it and placed it on the nightstand.

"You have a fever, go back to sleep."

The voice softly said to him, as they pushed him gently back down to the pillows. He tried to see the person but saw nothing but a red blur. He was to weak to fight sleep so he closed his eyes.

"Thank you… Niwa."

He whispered and fell into blissful sleep.

The other person in the room blushed and took the empty glass, quietly waking and closing the door.

Down Stares

Daiki Niwa was sitting at the dinning room table, sipping tea, waiting for his grand daughter. Who was tending to their 'guest' up stares. Instead he saw a young woman with long purple hair and eyes in a small skin tight white elbow length blouse that showed her navel with a white angel wing on either side and tight black jeans.

"She transformed?" He asked the woman. She shook her head with a smirk.

"He didn't see her transform, but he knows." She looked her self in the mirror, looking at how her tamers clothes fit her.

"Your so small." Dark said to her tamer.

"Dark, you're more… developed… then I am. And I like my clothes to fit me." Daisuke responded.

"All right, but you still have to learn how to please a guy." Dark said to her tamer.

"All right."

"Dark. Do you think he understood your little bet?" Daiki asked sipping his tea.

"Yeah., I mean anal rape isn't good for a virgins first time." Dark said in a mater of fact tone.

At 'virgins first time' Daiki spit out the tea hacking on his own spit.

"DARK! You and Daisuke are forbidden to have sex." He glared at the female thief. She just shrugged.

"And that means no semen, on or in your body. Got it?" he added to close any loophole Dark might try to find.

Dark pouted and glared at him.

"Your no fun Dai-kun."

"If it wasn't for Emiko's show in Berlin, he wouldn't be here for Daisuke to take care of." He said refilling his glass. (Randomness topic)

"You didn't complain when we were partners." She mumbled, crossing her arms across her chest. Daiki spit out his tea, again.

"T-t-that is not up for conversation." He said, claming down. Dark smirked.

"You had that girl screaming your name to the heavens because of the tips I gave you." Daiki felt he was going to have a heart attack

"Dark! I don't need to know about my grandfathers sex life!"

"But he was just 15 when he-"

"Dark! I don't need to know!"

"Actually you will. That's the next lesson. Keeping a guy interested involves sex appeal." Dark smirked, sensing her tamers discomfort.

"Dark." Daiki growled as he glared at her.

"Dates and kissing are aloud. No removing of clothing what so ever. Got it?" he said and Dark nodded.

"Alright then. Let Daisuke take over now, she's making dinner." He said and Dark was engulfed in a purple light. The light faded, and Daisuke was in Dark's place.

Her waist length red hair up in a neat bun, a nice fitting white blouse and black jeans. She tied on an apron and got to cooking

Later, 10 pm

Daisuke walked up the stares with some nicely warm chicken soup and orange juice on a red tray for Satoshi. She slowly opened the door and quietly walked in.

He was peacefully asleep as she walked in with his dinner. She placed it on the nightstand and tried to gently wake him up. He stirred and opened his eyes slowly.

"Satoshi. Are you hungry? I made you some soup and brought you some orange juice to get better." Daisuke said as she sat on the edge of the bed.

He grabbed her wrist, surprising her. He sat up and looked at her with golden eyes and a smirk.

"Tonight. Your mine, Dark."

Randomness: Emiko, housewife or working wife?

In the anime and manga, it never hints or shows what she does. It's plainly seen that she's a housewife but with her husband away and father retired, how do they have money?

With the Hikari art works off the face of the planet, they don't sell stolen art.

In the anime and manga she seems to make all of Darks clothes, so I made her a designer.