D. YYA4 Stile pt 26
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, KradxFemaleDark.
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"How about this Kosuke?"
'Jasmine' asked as she ran her fingers of her left hand run down threw her, wet, purple hair, which was over her left shoulder, as she gave an unforced gaze into the camera.
Some strands of her hair stayed in between her fingers as her hand stopped at her chest. Sitting on her legs in the sand where the water reseed and returned, making the sand moist and dark. Her lips slightly open as her right hand was pressed into the wet sand as she leaned forward.
Her pail skin seemed to glow in the fading light of the setting sun, while her black bikini showed so much skin, but was modest enough for her to look like a goddess.
Some of Kosuke's men drooled as they looked at this seductive woman.
"That's good. Da- Jasmine."
Kosuke said, almost saying Dark's real name out loud, he took the photo and turned to his crew, who had nose bleeds forming.
He looked for the youngest member of his men but did not see him among them.
"Alright. That's enough for to day. Tomorrow we do the group shots."
Kosuke said as his men snapped out of their fantasies of the living goddess as they started to pack up the equipment.
Dark got up and approached Kosuke.
"Hey, Uncle Kosuke."
Dark called him, it sounded weird to her as she was so used to calling him either dad, like Daisuke, or just Kosuke.
"Yes?"
"Can I say out for a while longer?"
Dark asked, as Kosuke nodded his approval with a smile.
"Sure. But be sure to get some sleep. Both of you."
He said the last bit in a whisper.
Dark nodded and under stood as she walked away to wash off the sea water.
A Few Minutes Later.
Dark walked out of the changing room, in her black bikini and a long purple wrap around her waist that reached her knees. Her hair was tied up in a low pony tail with a black ribbon. Black flip-flops on her feet
"Excuse me. Are you hurt?"
Some one had asked.
Dark turned her head to see a young man with orange shabby hair and a goatee, with brown eyes, who seemed to be in his late 20's. Wearing blue swim shorts and a white t-shirt with the words 'Surfer 4 Life' written in dark blue, and he wore tan flip flops.
Dark raised an eyebrow at him, and rolled her eyes. She turned her back to him and started to walk a way as soon a he started talking.
"Because you must be a fallen- What the? Hey!"
He was saying, realizing she was walking away from him. Roughly grabbing her left elbow, making her stop.
"I'm taking to you."
He said, with a hint of irritation in his voice. He narrowed his eyes at her.
She just looked broadly back at him.
"Sorry, but I already have a boyfriend."
She said, trying to pull her arm out of his grasp, only for him to grip tighter.
"Dump the fag. It looks like he hasn't touched you in a long while."
He said in a low husky voice, as he eyed Dark up and down.
Dark held back a smirk, as her lips twitched up wards.
"It's a real shame to let you go to waist."
The guy said, Dark giggled.
He looked at her and smirked. Thinking it was him, but instead it was the shadow behind him.
"Excuse me."
A deep voice, with a slight British accent had said from behind the guy.
The voice sent a cold chill down the guy's spine.
Dark smirked as she looked past the guy to the person behind him.
'Speak of the devil and he shall appear.'
Dark was thinking as the guy let go of her after seeing the person behind him.
The guy took a step away, as the color form his face drained.
He faced a tall blond man, with his hair louse, freely flowing down his back nearly to the back of his knees like a water fall of silk, wearing faded blue jeans and a blue t-shirt under an opened white collared shirt. With golden cat like eyes that were glaring hell fire at the other guy.
"W-who-who are you?"
The guy asked, trying to regain his composure as he stepped away from the blond.
Dark giggled as she wrapped her arms around the blond's left arm, and smiled at the other guy.
"This... is my boyfriend."
All the color drained from the other guy as the words registered in his mind, and his feet took him the hell out of there.
That's it for this chapter. I hope you liked it and leave a review.
How about the pick up line?
I thought it would be good since Dark's wings are black angel wings.
Till next time,
YYA4 out!