Fly Away:
Dark Mousy came to a screeching halt once he had found a desereted alley to look through his prize. A simple leather wallet was wrapped tightly in his hands, and the contents were that of a Hikari, which made it only better. A lazy grin touched his features as he settled in the corner of the alley, opening it to be greeted with several green papers flashing at him, teasing him. His first impulse was to close the wallet and get himself something to eat when a small picture fell to the ground.
"Eh?" Dark picked it up and gazed down at a beautiful woman with flowing blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Her face was like porcelain, silky, and so smooth that Dark wanted to try and brush his fingertips against it. He ran a finger down the cheekbone of the woman and then gently pushed it back into the wallet. Curiously, he dug through the rest of the pockets and found a pack of gum, a few torn pieces of paper with numbers, and an ID card. He glanced at it and recognized it as the boy, Krad, that he'd stolen from. With a smirk, he tucked it back into the wallet and pulled himself up off the dirtied ground.
His stomach growled angrily and he placed a hand over it before a figure appeared in front of him, seemingly dropping from the sky.
"What'ch got Dark?" the boy asked. He ran a hand through greasy black hair and put a hand with filthy nails onto his hip. Dark tilted his head and chuckled answering, "Nothing, Takeshi. What'd you get today?"
The boy shrugged and pulled out several twenty dollar bills.
"Not much," he complained with a smug look. The boy had dirty clothes on, even with the amount of money he was usually able to steal, he never seemed to part from the last piece of his family he had left. The clothes were getting tighter and Dark pitied the boy who stayed awake at night, gently brushing his hands over the strings that were loose.
"How 'bout you?" Takeshi need not the answer, and Dark knew it. Out of the small group of boys that made up Black Wings, Dark was the most skilled thief. He could steal several wallets, keys, and even jewelry with one not noticing until hours later. Once, he'd stolen a bracelet from a little girl who began to cry right away. He had shyly returned it and vanished into the shadows not two seconds later.
"Hikari," Dark muttered. Takeshi's eyes widened and he snatched the wallet, taking several pieces of the money and claiming it for himself. Dark spit to the side of him and yanked the wallet back.
"Make sure you give everyone else some. You've got about two hundred there, and I've still got three hundred," Dark stated. Takeshi nodded. He made sure there were no holes in his pockets before tucking the money away and looking back at Dark.
"Lucky bastard," he said with a wide grin, "Coming across a damn Hikari. It's hard to get those fools out in the daylight." And before Dark could say anymore he watched as the boy jumped to a fire escape, and then vanished onto the roof of an apartment beside him. Dark stared at where Takeshi had vanished before he continued on his way. He could trust the boy, as he could many of the other boys in the so called gang they'd formed.
When he passed a clothing store, Dark slipped in and came out the next moment with a pair of jeans on, sleek black sneakers, and a long black sweater that hugged his features. In his hands, he had a bag of another pair of clothes, and his old raggedy attire.
"Next stop, pizza place."
XxX
"He had violet hair, and was in raggedy brown clothes and, oh--" Krad furrowed his brow, trying to recall what the thief had looked like. Suddenly, the police officer started to laugh and turned around, trying to hide his giggles from the Hikari boy. Regaining his composure he turned back and cleared his throat.
"Sorry boy, but you're out of luck," the officer tipped his hat, "His name is Dark Mousy. Don't you know? He's the best thief that this country has seen. He stays in the district, but no one has been able to catch him."
Krad stood, fists shaking, before he exploded in one angry fury that consumed him," Dammit! I'm a Hikari. You hear me you fool, a Hikari! I have plenty of money, I don't need my wallet back! It's my pride that's been hurt...That...That damn thief! Do you know what he's done?"
When he recieved a confused expression the blonde growled and turned on his heel, stomping off. As he walked home, he hissed under his breath, "No one makes a fool out of me..."
Once Krad had made his way home in an angry fit, slamming the door behind him, he entered the kitchen. He yanked the pantry door open so fast it might have snapped from its hinges. A young girl looked in, just a few years younger than Krad, and asked what was the matter.
"Leave me be Risa," he ordered. He sat down at the long marble table that stretched out from the kitchen's wall. She walked up to him and sat down, watching as he ruthlessly jabbed at a bowl of cereal with his spoon.
"Now, what's the matter? You know I won't leave you alone until you tell me!" Krad let out a raspy sigh and set the spoon down, looking up to meet dark brown eyes filled with determination. Risa had been sent to the Hikari mansion when she was only seven after her parents had been killed in a fire. She'd been seperated from her sister, since Kei Hiwatari decided to adopt just one girl, and not the older of the two, Riku. He had set her to work cleaning the whole house, being the kind hearted man he was. Krad, at the time was ten, and would peek in on the little girl scrubbing away at wooden floors and often join her. When Kei found the two orphans playing with soap bubbles, he would send both to their rooms. They had come up with a sort of code where they would gently tap on their walls to talk to each other.
"Robbed."
Risa blinked slowly. She was kind, but she always seemed a bit behind...the last one to laugh.
"Say again?" she asked politely. Even though the two had grown up together, she gave him the up most respect. Besides, she was practically his maid as were some of the other girls that worked at the Hikari mansion, even if they were all adopted or hired.
"I was robbed! Damn...His name is...Dark Mousy." At the sound of the name, Risa's eyes lit up and Krad regretted ever uttering his problem.
"D-D-D-Dark...Mousy!" Risa jumped from her seat in a giggling fit until she found the discomfort it brought Krad. When there was an awkward silence between the two, Krad finally asked, "Why does he steal anyway?"
Risa pondered the question for a while before answering, "You know, I'm not quite sure myself. I only know he's very handsome..." Krad groaned and made his way to his room. The Harada girl stared at the stairs before a soft beeping sound came to her ears and the smell of smoke.
"Ahh! My cookies!"
XxX
Krad sighed as he flipped through another page of Oliver Twist. Downstairs, most of the maids of the Hikari mansion, along with Kei Hiwatari, were eating dinner. Time had passed quickly, as it often did for Krad in the winter, and now stars glistened in the black night sky above. An hour ago, Risa had brought him up the platter of corn, peas, chicken, and buttered bread with a cup of ice tea. Krad had accepted it humbly and Risa excused herself to go eat her own meal. Now, the silver platter sat next to Krad, empty. Thin glasses were around the boy's eyes as golden eyes scanned the paper, straining to understand long sentences that followed.
"Stop thief! Stop thief!" There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
Krad blinked slowly, his eyelids becoming heavy. His finger slipped from the book as he slowly nodded off. Finally, the book slipped to the ground, a long ribbon placed where he had left off. In the moonlight that poured through the window, his skin looked rather heavenly, concluded an unexpected visitor who had just slipped in through the window. The intruder smiled and picked the book up, setting it on the table next to the blonde. For a long moment, the shadow stared down at the figure, and then looked around the elaborately decorated room. Then, he was gone, and in his wake, had left a picture of a heavenly angelic woman next to the boy who slept peacefully, with thoughts and words whispering in his dreams.
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
Author's Note: Not really any cliffie there. I had another chapter where Dark and Krad ended up meeting, but I hated it. So, I killed it and made this one. So, we know Takeshi is a part of Black Wings, among other members. Who? You shall find out soon enough! I think you can estimate a few already. Thanks for reading and reviewing, and please continue to do so! --peachie
Extra Note: I did get a comment on where the angst was in the first chapter, but it won't be coming until later chapters. Sorry if that caused any confusion. :D Also, if you have never read The Adventures of Oliver Twist, I highly recommend that you do, as Charles Dickens is one of my favorite writers, and he may end up being yours! At first, there are very long details (beautifully crafted) but the plot does become very interesting. Finally, I'm not sure how I will update this, though this update was rather quick. Next chapter might take a while...