A.N. : This story was written by my dear friend, Kumiko Blah. She wrote it before she died.(Or maybe it was after, eather way...)Please enjoy the story and don't pay too much attention to walk on characters.

Miranda tugged at the white and rosy red collared uniform. Hmm… starting a new school is always hard… but why do I get the feeling that I've heard of this school before? She left for the school twittering with the usual first-day-of-school nerves. High above her gleamed a pure white statue.

Students filed into the numerous classrooms. Miranda waited by the door, unsure of what to do. The teacher introduced her and pointed to a desk in the back row next to a black haired boy. She sat in silence wondering where she had seen this room before.

"Hi."

"Huh?"

"I said 'Hi.'"

"Oh. Sorry."

"That's okay. What's your name?"

"Miranda Pinmentel."

"Cool. I'm Risa Harada. And this is my sister, -"

"Riku Harada…" Miranda murmured to herself.

"How do you know?" This comment stirred Miranda from her thought.

"Um… I don't really know…" she continued to ponder the pressing question.

"Anyway…" Risa continued slowly, "Would you like to come over to our house tonight?"

"You mean it? But you hardly know me."

"So? Are you in or not?"

"In! Definitely!"

"Good. See ya after class." Risa ran off to her desk. A strawberry haired kid glanced over at a girl with short brown hair sitting two seats forward and three seats over from him. To Miranda this seemed oddly right. A solemn boy with sky blue hair sat down in an empty seat. Miranda smiled to herself. Satoshi…Ooooo.

After school she walked home with Risa. When they arrived for dinner, the red haired kid was seated next to the shorthaired girl. They looked up innocently.

"Hey Riku! What's Diasuke doing here?"

"I invited him dummy! It's my house, too." Riku turned her nose up at her twin and Diasuke laughed in embarrassment. Risa rolled her eyes and took a seat herself.

"Well… sit down."

"Oh! Right." Miranda fingered a lock of blonde hair with three fingers. Diasuke appeared to be keeping the amount of fun he had to a safe level.

"Hey Diasuke."

"Hum."

"Did you hear that the Phantom Thief Dark intends to steal the Fifth Tear of Azar tonight at 10?" His eyes got wide and he searched out a clock. 9:35. His chair fell over as he struggled to leave.

"Sorry Riku! I gotta go!"

"Okay but-"

"I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Bye Diasuke." Riku whispered to no one in particular. Miranda bade them farewell and left, too.

The Fifth Tear of Azar was a statue of importance to those of faith. The girl portrayed held in her cupped hands a cross of crystal. It had been carved in memory of a girl close to a famous artist. She had died of a terrible disease. The rumor was that her spirit stays there waiting to be released.

Inferred beams surrounded the statue and police stood watch on every corner. Being it was outside, they had set up barriers in a two-block radius surrounding it to keep civilians out. Miranda sneaked in without being seen and bumped into that blue haired kid from her class.

"I-I'm sorry! I-"

"You just wanted to see Dark? Fine. You'll see plenty if you stay here. Just keep out of the way."

"Thank you…" Clouds shifted in the sky to reveal the silver light of a full moon. Standing on the roof of a nearby building was a hot guy with purple hair dressed in all black. He sported luscious black wings and swooped down on the statue. The beams caused him to come to a halt.

"Finally….." Satoshi breathed.

"Wow. You've really out done yourself this time, Mister Chief Commander."

"Dark!"

"That's me. I'll be taking the Fifth Tear of Azar now. Nice try! Maybe next time though." All of a sudden the beams parted and Dark flew away with the statue.

"Damn him! WE left him get away again!" The higher-up screamed. Satoshi appeared rather calm.

"Do you… want to meet Dark?"

"Me? Of course! I'd love that!"

"Then I'll help you."