Who's better? Dark? Or MOUSE?

Summery: What happens when a new, world known thief sets their eyes on defeating Dark? A whole lot of chaos, that's what. With secrets, long lost family members, gender confusion, pedophiles, and a pinch of love. Yup! Chaos.

Disclamer: I do not own D. or MOUSE.

Thank you, Ichigo -usagi Wizu, DarkFanGirl, blacksinger, SS-lover06, and GundamGirlie456 for reviewing.

The next morning, Azumo middle school

"MOUSE WON!!!"

Takeshi yelled out as students started coming into the classroom.

He slammed the newspaper onto Daisuke's desk making the red head jump in his seat.

"And look at the picture they used for Dark!"

Takeshi yelled, pointing at the colored photo of Dark covred in neon pink paint, while next to it was MOUSE's emblem.

'WHAT THE?! SHE USED THAT PITCHER OF ME!?'

Dark yelled from within Daisuke's head.

Throughout the entire school day, people were talking about Dark and MOUSE. Some even wore MOUSE memorabilia's. Even though Dark still got the vase, MOUSE fans increased, as well as The Muon family bank account.

'I think she over did it.'

Daisuke was thinking as he read the article.

DARK HAS LOST!

Yesterday night, the infamous thief got caught in a trap that is a mere toy, manufactured by the Muon family. The Paint Bomb, as the representative of the Muon family had called it, is on sale on their web site. Along with a pitcher of the phantom thief covered in pink paint and an other 'guinea pig' covered in orange paint, who's identity the Muon family would not disclose.

'THAT LITTLE! IF SHE WASN'T A GIRL I WOULD HIT HER!'

Dark growled out angrily from within Daisuke's mind.

"Hey, Daisuke."

Daisuke turn to the person that had called him, Sorata who seemed to be a bit little paler.

"Yes?"

"You mind if I come over today? I have something I wanna show you."

Sorata said, seemingly unsteady as she gripped the nearby desk for balance.

Daisuke couldn't help but be a little worried. About Sorata finding out about the connection he has with Dark and the wound on her side that had opened only a few days ago.

"Are you OK? You seem a bit pale."

He asked concerned as his eyes looked up at the pail girl.

"Don't worry it's nothing. Mind if I come over around 5:30?"

She asked, her breathing seemed to become shallow.

Daisuke, still concerned, looked at his classmate worriedly.

"Alright. I'll tell my mom to expect you."

He looked at her as she seemed to start sweating.

She gave him a small smile, and nodded her head.

"Cool. If you'll excuse me."

Sorata walked up to the front of the classroom, leaving a piece of folded paper on the teacher's desk and walking of the classroom.

Daisuke looked after her was worried eyes.

'Don't worry. She's probably just ditching class. Like she said, it's nothing.'

Dark replied to his tamer, uncaringly bushing off Sorata's pail appearance.

Daisuke was still worried as Sorata failed to show up to the next classes as well. Only showing up for art class.

Art class

Today in art class, Sorata was working on the project she had started before Takeshi and Daisuke had entered the art room.

She sat at the back of the class as she worked on her project. Everyone was working on their own projects, except for Daisuke, who was worried about Sorata.

'She seems more active, but…'

Daisuke was thinking as he looked at her.

Sorata still looked a little pale as she suddenly dropped a paint brush with red paint on the brush.

It hit the floor, several red spots appeared on the floor, but not all of them were paint.

Sorata had let go of the paintbrush to cover her mouth as she coughed. When she removed her hand form her mouth she got up, her right hand slack at her side and left the room.

Daisuke could see the red on her hand, the red of blood.

Making Daiuske worry about her even more.

Niwa household, 7:00 pm

"Dai sweetie! There's a friend on the phone for you!"

Emiko called to her son, covering the mouthpiece of the phone.

Daisuke hopped down the stares, toward his mother.

She gave the phone to him and he took it confused as to who would be calling him this late.

"Hello?"

-Daisuke?-

A voice asked over the phone. Daisuke recognized it immediately, shocked.

"Sorata!"

Daisuke yelled allowed, into the receiver.

-Ouch! No need to yell, I can hear you perfectly fine.-

Sorata complained, he could hear her sigh on the other end and then a male voice talk in the background.

-I know what I'm doing.-

Sorata answered back to whoever was with her.

Daisuke listened closely, trying to make out what he was saying.

-I'm not an idiot. I know that.-

-NO! MASTER!-

Daisuke heard several voices scream as he held the phone away from is ear.

Daisuke looked at the phone, confused. As he carefully place the phone back to his ear.

"Um? Sorata?"

-Daisuke? Sorry about that. I have to come over and tell you something. Is your dad there?-

Sorata asked, which confused Daisuke.

He looked into the living room to see his father and grandfather drinking tea while his mother had her back to the wall, eavesdropping on his conversation.

He went back to answer her question.

"Yeah, My dad's here. Why?"

Emiko peeked her head around the corner as Daisuke waited for Sorata's reply.

-You'll see, I'll see you in a bit.-

CLICK

"Huh?"

Daisuke said confused, as he still held the phone to his ear. Panic struck him as he on the up the phone, realizing the potential danger.

"What is it Dai?"

His mother asked him and the doorbell rang.

She walked down the hall to answer it as her son looked after her as she opened the door.

In the doorway was Sorata and a red haired man.

Sorata wore a red long sleeved blouse, over a black tank top, with black baggy pants tucked into a pair of black ankle high boots. Her hair in a low ponytail with a white ribbon, and her eyes were serious as they took on a crimson color.

The red haired man next to her wore a tight black sleeveless turtleneck jacket with tight black jeans and ankle length boots. His brown eyes seem to be annoyed as a narrowed at Sorata. He held a medium sized plain brown box carefully.

"Hello Mrs. Niwa. My name is Sorata Muon."

Sorata said first and bowed her head. Motioning with her left hand to the man next to her.

"This is my servant, Hakuto Kurihagshi. May we come in?"

What's going to happen next?

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YYA4 out!