This chapter's all about Riku...

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D.N.Angel does not belong to me...it belongs to Sugisaki Yukiru-sensei, who at the moment is just as bad as I am with updates.XX

Sugisaki-sensei, gambarimasu!!

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Hajime!

Riku stepped out of the shower, fully intent on doing one thing: getting into a bathrobe before Dark made another crude remark about her body.

'It's only to be expected from such a pervert,' she thought angrily as she transferred her body from the cold air to the comfort of the soft cotton robe, keeping her eyes closed.

Dark, it seemed, could only see when she could, meaning that lately Riku had begun to develop her changing in the dark method.

In the bathroom where the sunlight stretched through even the shaded window, illuminating the room even when the lights were off, closing here eyes was a perfectly good alternative.

'Still,' she wondered, 'how did Niwa-kun deal with this every day?'

Here she had had Dark inside of her for merely a week and already she was about ready to murder him...or herself if need be.

"Niwa-kun" Dark cocked an eyebrow from within the back of her mind.

"Just how long have you two been going out?" He smiled, cuppig his chin in his hand.

"Why not try just plain ol' Daisuke? I'm sure he'd really appreciate that."

'Daisuke,' Riku stuttered. She grabbed the sink for support as she felt her knees buckle.

'Me call him Daisuke...?'

Images of Daisuke swirled in he head.

His embarrassed smile as pulled himself off the floor he'd tripped over seconds ago.

His exasperated sigh as once again Saehara-kun had conned him into doing cleaning duty.

They shy but sweet smile he had shown only to he when she admitted that she loved him, Dark or no Dark.

And the sound of his heart beating in his chest as he leaned in to kiss her a response.

Riku touched her lips thoughtfully. Even now, months later, she could still feel the soft, tickling sensation of his lips pressed against her.

It was the first time he'd kiss her without running away.

She'd felt the transformation come on, even if she didn't open her eyes to look.

His lips transformed even under the pressure of her lips, growing larger yet more thin. Adult's lips.

She'd snuck a peek then, watching as his hair followed suit, rapidly changing from red to purple as the tranformation completed.

The lips she kissed had belonged not to Daisuke, nor did the body that clung to hers. But she had held on, undaunted by the fact that the phantom thief, the one she had hated, was the on with his arms wrapped around her, the one kissing her lips.

And then another change had come. His body shrunk, returning to its fourteen-year-old shape. His hair had lightened, then red streaks started to appear amongst the purple until the purple was completely gone.

His eyes had shifted between purple and red, before settling to an even darker red than before. Riku had felt his breath increase then, his chest heaving as he gasped for air. She cut their kiss off then, and holding her breath looked into his eyes.

He'd stared back out of dancing eyes before enveloping her into the longest hug she'd ever had.

She sighed, feeling tears of happiness and grief well up in her eyes as she recalled that moment. A lump in her throat began to form as now she understood how Daisuke had felt, wanting to be close, to touch the person he cared about, but not able because of the fear that Dark would appear. Dark- the very person she had hated...

At that thought the ache in her chest only increased.

But Daisuke...he had delt with it...all because he loved her, because he cared about her. Even when he had hurt her, or been hurt by her, he kept up this love, hoping one day she'd accept not only him but his other self as well.

"D-Daisuke-kun..." she said hesitantly. The name sounded foreign to her lips.

When she finally snapped out of it, she heard Dark snickering. Only this time the sound came not from inside but outside her body, echoing off of the bathroom walls.

Her chest feeling like ice, she forced her eyes open. The white tile below her seemed strangely far away, and she barely felt the hardness under her bare feet.

Without her command, here eyes moved over to the mirror where for the first time since before her shower she stared at her refection.

A grinning phantom thief stared back.

Riku wanted to cry.

"You tricked me!" she cried, her throat welling up with anger.

Dark said nothing, only responded with a mocking laugh as he walked her body towards the door in complete control.

Inside, Riku bit her lip fighting the tears that would no longer come.