The next few days came and went without much acknowledgment from the golden haired "demon", other than the notes of Satoshi's steady increasing health. Ever so slowly the boy was becoming well again, though not well enough. It wouldn't be long, a matter of minutes in fact, before Dark would strike next. Regardless of his everything's objections, he had a job to do.
Ever so carefully, the blonde stalked about the house in silence, pacing. His everything was in absolutely no condition to be out anywhere, least of all at the mercy of Dark's hands. Then again, what was protecting him here, while he was alone? His pace quickened slightly, his anger taking foot, as all the horrible possibilities took root. What was the worst that could happen? Whatever that was he'd avoid it at all costs!
At least, if he were left alone there was some hope for his Satoshi. Maybe a simple guarding spell would still work and protect Satoshi…for his sake it would have to.
With his mind made up, Krad quietly smirked to himself. Without a word he summoned his majestic white wings, needing them for this particular spell. Taking one of the white feathers between slender fingers, he preformed the admittedly basic procedure. Once he was certain the magic would be secure, he left the feather hidden. This way it'd be twice as hard for anyone to disrupt his doings.
Certain that his everything would be perfectly fine, he left without a word. It would be too difficult to tell Satoshi of his matters, and having to explain just what needed to be done. In short, he was rather curious about this one artifact. He could've sworn it was burned some centuries ago; then again Dark must have his reasons.
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Dark watched the fidgety Daisuke out of the corner of his eye, not sure why he was still insisting on assisting him on this mission. Wouldn't it just be easier to grab the book while he waited? Then again, with Krad around…who knows just what would happen! That homicidal freak would probably abduct the naive boy, and well he'd rather not think about what would be done!
The redhead began hopping when the frustratingly tight leather shorts wouldn't position themselves correctly on his body. The tank top wasn't exactly flimsy, and just barely covered his stomach. Just what did Dark think he was doing, wearing things like this!
"Daaaaaark," the whine was cute, but somewhat inappropriate. They had an important job to do!
"Just a second Daisuke," he had to admit, the boy couldn't be cuter! "I'm enjoying the view!" The younger face quickly darkened to a shade of red rivaling only his vibrant hair. His ears and tail were flicking madly, and it was all the phantom thief could do to keep himself under control.
"Dark!" Really, it was so nice to hear his name from those lips. "Quit being such a pervert and help me out!"
"Aaaaw, but Daisuke you should see yourself! How can I pass up a chance like this?" His voice went threateningly low as he strode to Daisuke's side. With practiced hands he lightly rubbed Daisuke's back.
"Dark! I mean it!" He was pouting and blushing all at the same time, and his eyes were even less convincing than his face. There was no true anger there, he didn't really mind, "We have a job to do! Mr. Want-to-be-thief, you'd better hurry up!"
"Want-to-be, eh?" Oh he struck a nerve. His ego was quickly deflating and he was so going to inflate it right back, and then some! "I'll show you who's the want-to-be!" He let his eyes narrow, in a more threatening manner than Daisuke had managed. "You'll see!"
Daisuke tried his best to calm himself down, and not think of all the things implied by that. "Alright then. But first, you're helping me get this on!" Really, it was just luck that his mother hadn't been by to "check in" on them.
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After what seemed like forever, the thieves were finally able to leave the house and step foot in the under-guarded museum. Apparently kitty-boys weren't as "frightening" as Emiko thought the public would Daisuke's change, especially when dressed in leather. Dark chuckled darkly to himself, teasing the teen so badly all the while, and making matters all the more worse. "So I wonder if they'll ever find out what that tail really is for?"
"Dark!" The boy was once again flushing brightly, almost enough to light the dark halls. "Mind out of the gutter!"
"I'm just saying," his voice purposely trailed off, and Daisuke turned away from him quickly. "What do you know about the Broken Flower?"
Daisuke blinked, trying to follow along. Dark had changed topics again! "No," he really had no idea what they were doing. But his grandfather made it sound really serious as they left. He was a little worried…
"It's really important, and we need to retrieve it tonight. It may hold the answers to our questions…"
AN: Yes! Finally! Been sick and busy with school work, so sorry about the delay!
