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 25

The thief lay on the cold floor in the cell they had placed him in. It was the same cell he had been in last time. They had once again locked the chains to the floor and placed chains around his ankles too. He was chained the same way he had been before they had got him too see Safite.

He didn't know where they had placed the angel. He hoped that he was treated better than they were treating him. The angel didn't deserve to be treated like a slave…

What Safite wanted with him he didn't know? There was something more than just he being his guardian. And the second sentence on the note – The one he couldn't read. Or he didn't had the time to read it before Safite removed the note – had something to do with it. There was something Safite wanted of him. With him being here he Safite was going to make sure he got what he was after.

The thief froze. The cell was covered with snow. A small layer of snow lay on the floor of the cell. And some of it lay on him. How long were they going to let him lay in the cell before they fetch him again?

As the thief lay there he thought about the angel. It was his fault once again that the angel was in danger and in the enemies' hands. They wanted him again and because he had been with the angel when they fetched him they took the angel too. Was their life going to go on like this? Be taken by an enemy. Be free. Be taken by another enemy. Be free for some time before they were taken again? That wasn't a life he wanted to live with the angel. He wanted to have a life near the angel with no one disturbing them, hurt them or separate them. All the things that was happening right now. They had disturbed them when they were sleeping – they had taken them – they hurt them, they had put chains on him and lay him in a cell with no glass window in the middle of the winter with snow on the floor. What they had done to the angel he didn't know. They had also separated them or the angel would have been in the same room as he but he wasn't. Why was everyone against them?

He hoped they got him soon because his body started to be numb of the cold. But he wasn't surprised that he was. He was laying on the floor having just pants on him. There was no surprise he was cold and froze. He just prayed that the angel didn't was treated like him.

How they were going to get out of this situation he didn't know either. The things that had worked in the other world he was sure didn't work in this. Al least those things he had done. There had been something else there helping them too. A force like the angel had said. The angel had said something about a force wanted them to be together. He didn't know anything about that. But the angel had studied more than him. Those times the angel hadn't been with him – except when there was some important thing he wasn't allowed to go on – the angel had studied. The most of the time when the angel studied the thief wanted to follow him and the angel wanted him to be there with him but the men that were teaching the angel didn't allow him to come into the room there the angel studied. The angel had sometimes taught the thief what he had been taught. But it wasn't many times he did that.

This force thing the angel hadn't told him even if he seamed to know it well. This Safite seamed to know it well too. There had been something in the room that had scared the thief. There had been some kind of threat in the atmosphere. He hadn't understood the threat but he had felt it. He had also felt Safite's feeling when he send the angel out of the room. Safite had been scared of something and he needed to do something quickly or he would lose everything. The thief knew that the something he needed to do was him.

As he lay on the floor thinking he could here someone approaching the cell he was lying in and stop before his door. He didn't bother looking up as he knew that it probably was someone to hurt him, question him or maybe fetch him.

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The angel was frustrated. They had hurt the thief again and he didn't like that. They had stripped him to his pants and chained him more than necessary. He didn't deserve to be treated like that.

Once they had put him back into the room they had placed him in the first time he had tried to find out how to get away from here with the thief. That was the most important thing at the moment; get the thief away from here. He knew that this Safite was up to something. He knew that it had something to do with the thief. Way was the thief so important?

This Safite had called the thief the fallen angel. That because he said that the thief was an offspring of both a white and a black angel. He had smiled when he had said that. He had also said that he had killed the thief father because of the thief. Because the thief had been born his father had died. The things that had been said at home were true no one know who the thief's father was. But had they thought that he could have been a back angel? He didn't think that. There weren't many that wanted to admit that there were black angels alive.

He knew, but that was because he was the king's son and had to know things like that. Once they had been one family. Black and white angels had lived together but something had happen 1000 years ago. No one knew what anymore but the angels had split up and they had become white and black angels. Many thought that the black angels were gone for good but that wasn't true. In a way the thief was the proof of that. What made him think was if there had been more angels like the thief before. If there had been more with neither black nor white wing.

Something told him that it wasn't. The angels that had been born before the split had had either black or white wings. The thief was special with his dark purple. The one before hadn't been called fallen angels like they called the thief.

He sat on his bed staring at the door. He wanted something to happen. His hands were still bound and they started to hurt. Couldn't they at least have removed the ropes when they locked him in this room? Why was he complaining about some ropes around his hands when the thief had chains around his whole body preventing him from leaving? He had to help the thief in some way. The thief needed his help and he just sat in the room doing nothing. He needed a way out of here.

Before he could think about anything he heard someone unlock the door and steep in before closing the door again. The angel looked up and saw the door become locked again but not by the man inside the room. The door was lock from the outside. There went his plan to take the key if someone entered the room.

He looked at the man that approaching him. He could feel the man's eyes on him. And the man's smile was wide. He didn't like a bit of this he knew something was about to happen. He started to rise from the bed but the man took the few remaining steps and pushed him back down on the bed.

"The boss said that I could have fun with you," the man said smiling. "I think I want that."

The angel stared at the man as he leant closer. There was nothing he could do. This couldn't be true. He didn't want this to happen. He thought he knew what the man meant when he said that he wanted to have fun.

"No," he whispered.

The man's smile became wider. The man took out a piece of cloth and but in the angel's moth preventing him from saying anything. This couldn't be true. He closed his eyes. He didn't want to see the man's face. He could feel the man's hands travelling over his body. He felt tears rolling down his cheeks. He didn't want this to happen. He couldn't do anything as the man put his already bound hand above his head and bound them to the bed. The angel felt more than helpless as the man started to open his shirt and touch his skin. This couldn't be happening. The man laughed at him all the time. Between the laughs he could here the man whisper words in his ears. But what he said he couldn't make out. He didn't want to know what the man said.

A small noise made him open his eyes. He could see the man over him with no shirt on. The man's hands were on his chest touching him everywhere. But that wasn't what had made him open his eyes. He moved his head and looked at the door. His eyes widened as he saw that it was open and another man was approaching the bed behind the man that was lying on top of him.

"What do you think you are doing?" the man said when he stood right behind the other man. "Who gave you permitting to do things like this?"

The man that lay on top of the angel quickly jumped of the angel and stood beside the bed. "No one sir," the man said. "I did it for myself."

"I never accrue to you that the king wanted this one unharmed? If he didn't want this one unharmed wouldn't he have put him in a cell like the other one? You are not going near this room again understand me?" The man that had been lying on top of him nodded. "Good," the other man said. "Now leave this room." The man didn't need to be told again. He run from the room like someone was hunting him.

When the man was out of the room the other man let his eyes move to the tied angel. The man removed the cloth that was in the angel moth.

"Did he do anything to you?" the man asked.

The angel just shook his head. He could speak. It had been so close that the man had done something to him. If this man hadn't come into the room the other man had done something he didn't want.

"That's good," the man said. "We have had problem with him before. I'm sorry for this."

The angel just stared at him. What was he talking about? "I hope this won't happen again. I must be going now but I will do all I can to prevent this to happen again as long as you stays here."

The man started to leave the room. The angel stared at him before he found his voice.

"Is Dark alright?" he asked.

The man turned around and looked at the angel that was lying on the bed still tied to the bed preventing him from leaving it before he smiled and nodded. The angel looked relived as the man left the room and lock it again. The angel was once again alone in the room but this time he was tied to the bed. He sighted. He needed the thief close know after what almost had happen. This wasn't the first time something like this had happen. But like this time no one had succeeded going the whole way…

He hopped that man had told him the truth that the thief was alright. The thief had to be alright…

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The thief slowly raised his head to see who had entered the cell. In the door the one he didn't want to see. In the door Safite stood smiling at him. He had found something. He had found what he was looking for.

"What do you want," the thief said.

"It's cold down here don't you think?" Safite said. The thief didn't bother answer. He just looked at Safite.

Safite walked up to the thief and took hold of his chin to look into his eyes. "You are pretty, do you know that," Safite said. Once again the thief didn't answer. "To bad that you are lying down here in this cold room isn't it? Do you want to follow me up to another room?"

The thief just stared at Safite. His eyes followed Safite as he reached down and unlock the chains from the floor. He didn't make a sound as Safite unlocked the chains around his ankles letting the rest stay where they were.

"Are you coming," Safite said and pulled the chains. The thief followed. It wasn't like he had much of a choice.

Safite led him through the hallways until they reached there destination. There destination was a small room. The room had one bed and that was everything. It had small window this time with glass but there wasn't anything else in the room.

"This is your knew room, do you like it?" Safite asked as he pushed the thief into the room. Safite stepped into the room after the thief that was lying on the floor as he had lost his balance when Safite had pushed him.

When Safite was in he closed and locked the door. The thief could feel Safite's eyes on him but he refused to look up from the floor. What was going on right now? He wasn't sure he understood anything. This Safite had got him from the cell in the basement and moved him to this small room for what? Why was Safite still in the room?

He felt Safite lean closer to him. He could feel the other's breath near his ear.

"You are mine now," Safite said.

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A/N: I finnished another chapter. I didn't thought that I would be able to write today but I took time. hope you liked the chapter. this is my longest chapter. never thought that I would write this long. but I did it. there are a lot of questind that are comming up in this chapter that wasn't what I had planed but everything doesn't always become the way you want them to. any way please review.

Hakudoshi-chan: glad you like the name Safite. I'm not good at names. yes it is like always but worse. :P

Devinedragon: yes who wouldn't be tired of being captured all the time. what stood on the note I don't know yet I must think about it... who Safite is. he is the king of the black angels.

Koway Oceshia: he didn't want Dark to know what it stood. and I couldn't decide what it was going to say. I think it's time for you to update too :P

Banzaiinu1: you kind of right. it makes it intresting that they have to go through a lot. no Safite wants dark for something more than just being his guardian.

hittocerebattosai: hope you enjoyed this chapter. Safite is a bad person... why did he had to be in this story?

neko-nya: yes dark is a slave-ish perosn now. it looks like that at the moment... krad gets some special treatment but I con't think he enjoyed it in the chapter...

darkinuyasha: Thanks

theangeldark: I have updated!