Disclamer: I don't own anything with D.N.Angel... :(
Warnings: will be yaoi mean boy/boy relationship don't like don't read. in this story the Dark and Krad don't live inside Dai and Sato. they are little OOC
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Chapter 14
The blue haired boy walked into the apartment with his friend. He couldn't treat him like a servant anymore. Why he had done that he didn't know. Something had come over him. Something that had made him act like a jerk. He had always liked Daisuke sense the first time he had seen him. But when redheaded boy moved in with him he had treated him like a servant.
He glanced over his shoulder at the other boy. He walked behind him like noting had ever happen between them. How could he? The redhead was to kind for his own good. How could he smile toward him after the way he had treated him?
Anyway he couldn't think of that now. He needed to help the two angels. He had got a phone call earlier this morning of the men he had sold – yes sold – the fallen angel to. They had told him that he had escaped with another angel and they wanted him back. How could he escape from them? Had the angel he had hired saved him or had he found away to get out by himself? Anyway they were after him and the angel too if he got the message right. But he wouldn't turn them over. Or would he? Daisuke would be safe if he did. But could he?
The reason he hadn't helped the angel when he went to rescue the thief after Daisuke had let him go was just Daisuke. They had threatened him. If he didn't give the thief over when he caught him they would hurt his friend. He had had no choiceHe had had to give the thief over.
The apartment they had walked into was small. He hadn't been there before. The thing in the apartment looked out of place. Like they didn't belong at the place they were in.
He had not come to the apartment just to check it out but to warn the angels. He was pretty sure they were there.
He stepped into the next room. The bedroom.
On the bed two figures lay. One with long blond hair and one with dark purple. He had found the ones he was after. Beside the bed three roses lay. Two was white and between the two white roses one dark purple rose lay. The same color as the thief's hair and eyes.
The two angels sleep peaceful on the bed he could wake them up. He stepped up closer to the bed. The cover that had lain on the two angels was now only covering their legs. The thief held the angel in a close embrace. Like if he let him go he would go away. The angel's head rested on the thief's chest but he could see the wound on the chest. It looked painful. The angel's hand rested loosely in the thief's hair, but if the thief would have move the blue haired boy knew that the grip in the hair would get stronger preventing him from leaving. The two angels didn't want the other to leave.
As the blue haired boy stepped closer he saw a black collar around the thief's neck. Something he hadn't seen before. He reached out to touch it but when he was about to touch it he took his hand away. If he touched the thief he would wake and he didn't want that, not yet. They needed to sleep. But they needed to get away too. Someone was after them.
When he saw them laying there on the bed the feeling he had had before when he had captured them came back. The feeling in having something as beautiful in reach. But no he couldn't think of that. The angels needed to be free. He needed to wake them up and warn them.
"I thought you said that you didn't knew where the angels were," a man said from behind him. "And now we finds you here with the angels... this don't look good for you."
The blue haired boy turned around and came face to face with three men. Three men that had been there to get the thief the first time. One of the men was holding his friend against his body and held a knife against his throat. The blue haired boy's eyes opened wide, they were having Daisuke.
"Now you are doing what we are saying or your little friend is good bye," the leader – you can call him that – said.
The blue haired boy looked at him before nodding. He couldn't let them kill Daisuke. But he couldn't let them have the angels neither.
"It's good that we understand each other," the leader smiled. "Now we want the fallen angel that is laying on the bed. And you are going to put these around his wrists." The man held out a pair of handcuffs.
The blue haired boy reached out and took them. He had to help them. He didn't wanted. He didn't want to disturb the two angels on the bed. But he had to. He went closer to the bed and tried to locate the hands of the thief. They weren't that hard to locate they wasn't that far from each other. He could place the handcuffs around his wrist with no difficulty. He lent over and gently placed the handcuffs around the thief's wrists.
As he closed the handcuffs a small sound came out and woke the angel up. The hand he had had in the thief's hair grabbed harder but the thief didn't wake up. The angel opened his eyes and he took in the sight of the thief's chest before he turned his head to see what had woken him. What he saw made his eyes to widen. His boss stood beside the bed and behind him three of the men that had captured the thief stood. One of them was holding the servant boy that had helped him when he was in that cell thing in his boss basement.
He could feel the thief's arms around his back. But he could feel something else too. What had they done? He turned his head again and looked at the thief. The thief's eyes were still closed but they could be that for long. He needed to wake him.
The hand that had been resting in the thief's hair move its way to the thief's cheek together with his other hand. The angel cupped his hands around the thief's cheeks and placed a kiss on the thief's lips. He slowly felt the thief wake up and respond to his kiss. The kiss could have gone on forever if something hadn't stopped them.
The angel let out a shout of pain. Something had hit him over his back. The two angels broke away from each other but they didn't come long. Something stopped them from moving to long from each other. It wasn't that hard to guess what it was that stopped them. The thief could feel the handcuffs around his wrists and the angel could feel them against his back. Once again they had been caught or the thief had been caught.
"So you have woke up now," a man said and their eyes found their way to the man that was talking. "Maybe we can go when. We are here to take you two with us. You are not going to get away this time."
"What if we don't want to," the thief said to the man. "We won't go with you." He pulled the angel closer to him like if he wanted to protect him from everything. "I will not let you do anything to us." He held the angel tight against him. Not wanting to let him go.
"You think that you can stop us," the man laughed. "We already have you in our hands and soon we will have the angel you holding in your arms too."
Already have him? How? The angel looked him into his eyes before the angel's eyes dropped to the collar around his neck. The collar was that it? Did they have him because of the collar? No, that couldn't be true. No, he didn't want it to be true.
But he was sure it was because of the collar and the angel knew it too.
"We can't let them have you," the angel whispered in his ear. "We need to get you home. The thing is that I don't know how to get home."
"Home?" he whispered back.
"Yes. This world isn't your home nor is it mine. The dream you had was one of your memories. When you walked trough the portal you memories disappeared and so did mine. But I have had some other dreams or visions saying that we need to get home..."
The two angels were pulled away from each other. Dragged out of the bed by two of the men. They handcuffed the angel behind his back and dragged him out of the apartment and into a car that drove away. Ten minutes later they dragged the thief out of the apartment too and throw him into a car and quickly locked the doors and drove away.
They drove for a long time – how long he didn't know – before they stopped the car. They pulled the thief out of the car and into a building. That was what he saw before they blindfolded him. They led him trough a corridor before they stopped and opened a door. At least he thought that. Soon they hit him in the back and he fell into the room they had opened. He heard they turn the key on. He was once again caught and with out his angel.
He lifted his hand to remove the blind folder. After a wile he succeeded. The room they had thrown him in was small. It had a bed along on of the walls. He went up to it and lay down there. His angel was gone again. What were they going to do with them?
He missed his angel. It had felt right to have him lying in his arms. But what had he talked about before they had parted them. Something about a home... He didn't remember.
He lies on the bed staring up in at ceiling. His mind drifted to the blond angel what not long ago had been resting in his arms. He had felt safe having the angel in his arms.
With you in my arms
I feel safe
you are my angel
to lead my way
lead my way home
I have never felt safe
you are my haven
you have become my everything
you flew into my life
the day on the roof
and you stole my heart
that day you stole my heart
and you kept it...
The small poem formed itself in his mind. Would he ever have a chance to give it to the angel? He hoped so...
He hoped he could see the angel soon.
He didn't know what they wanted of him. But he was sure they wanted to have the angel to make sure he cooperated. They had escaped for how long? Will they be able to get away again? Will they hurt the angel? He hoped not but he knew that was to mush to hope. They wanted something of him and the angel was their assurance.
He closed his eyes as a single tear find its way down his cheek. It was his fault the angel was going to get hurt.
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A/N: another chapter done. hope you liked it. the poem is mine. really. I wrote ir this Saturday on a party. I got a pen and paper and I just wrote. hope you liked it. anyway thanks for the reviews and please review on this chapter. see you in next chapter.