-YAY! BACK! What more do I really need to say? Hm, well, let's start the show!
-If money talks… why is silence golden? –Graffiti
As Kitsune held out the picture of Riku, Dark felt his DNA begin to react even though he was trying his hardest to keep it contained. Hunched over and clutching at his chest he felt as though if she didn't put away that picture he was going to die… or worse, their secret would be exposed. But in the last moment, a miracle happened. Worried, Kitsune tucked the card away into another pocket and calmly walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly, all the pain calmed… and much to Dark's surprise he was still… himself. Thanking every deity he could think of he looked up at Kitsune and felt the stirrings of hatred rush around his heart.
"Jeez, it's just a pick of that Harada chick," Kitsune shrugged, walking away from him, tossing the card off into the snow.
"What was the point of that?" Dark nearly growled, furious that she almost found out about the Niwa curse.
"I thought something might happen."
"You thought what would happen?" Dark asked, leaning back against the back of the bench, letting the chilly midnight air dance across his skin, stinging him like bees.
"Dunno. I was hoping that somehow… I wasn't alone," she muttered the last part, hugging her arms around her waist, trying to ward off some of the encroaching cold.
"What are you talking about?"
Suddenly, he realized that he was now interested. What did she mean, she thought she wasn't alone? He lazily lifted his head to look over at her. Standing off in the glistening snow she caught him off guard. Hugging herself, her small chin rested against a thin shoulder. Moonlight glistened as something fell from her face, landing in the snow. Seconds later, Dark realized she was crying.
"What…?" Dark breathed, leaning forward to getter a better look at what was going on.
"I guess I was wrong… sorry for bothering you," she apologized, bowing to him and giving him a feeble smile.
"…" Yes… Dark was speechless… for once.
"Not that it really matters, just watch your back, Phantom Thief… or else I'll be stealing everything you want…" she cautioned, walking over to him, wiping tears from her face and then shaking them off her fingers.
"Really?" Dark smirked, trying to act as though none of this happened. He'd think about it later…
"Yeah, because if I don't… someone else will steal something from you more important then just a few pretty trinkets."
"And what would that be?"
Her nose was an inch from his. Surprisingly cool breath washed over his face, smelling just faintly of spearmint.
"Your life."
Leaning forward, her soft lips just barely brushed against his, sending shivers down his spine. Pulling away slowly she gave him one soft smile and then turned around walking away from him, back into the forest. As soon as she was gone he reached up, resting his fingers where she had kissed him, trying to figure out just what she meant.
'What do you think she meant by that?' Daisuke asked, making Dark sigh.
"Apparently, she thinks someone wants us dead," Dark muttered, walking over to the card that Kitsune had left lying in the snow. Not daring to look at it yet, he tucked in away someone in his clothes (Ah! Where does he store it all? .;;) Something in the snow caught his eye, glinting in the silver light of night.
"What's this?" Dark muttered, plucking what appeared to a small orb of crystal out of the snow. After looking at it closer, he could tell it was pure diamond. Just where did it come from? As he looked around, he could see the snow was littered with them. They were resting around where Kitsune had cried…
Midorai groaned, pulling herself into her room through the window. After heaving her legs through she let the rest of her body drop silently to the floor, grateful that since she didn't weigh much she barely made a sound. Hastily she unbuttoned the small frogs of her Chinese top, unzipping the side, and then finally pulling it over her head. Hastily tossing it into a corner she pulled on a large shirt while yanking her pants off, not even needing to unzip them, since now they were too large. After tugging on a soft pair of boxers she rushed into her bed, pulling the sheets over her head and promptly falling asleep…
Inside the living room of a large apartment flat, the phone rang. And it rang. Until finally, a woman stumbled into the room, rubbing her tousled hair, normally kept so meticulously perfect. A thin hand reached over to the phone, pulling the slim silver receiver off it's charger and she held it up to an ear.
"Hello, is Ami home?" a calm male voice came though the small speaker.
"Yes, this is Ami," she replied coldly, casting her cold black eyes over to the silver face of the clock that hung to her left, next to the mirror.
"We have some news about your… investment…" the voice answered and calmly, too calmly, Ami listened until the conversation ended and she slammed the receiver back into its holder, nearly cracking the glass edging. Disturbed by the noise, a young man sauntered out of the bedroom, pulling on a shirt.
"Sweetie, what is it?" he asked, walking over Ami, who looked distressed. Tugging at her fine hair she collapsed dramatically onto the modern looking couch and let loose a rather primal scream.
"Ami?" the man was shocked at her behavior.
"Oh… Itsuki! It's horrible!" she wailed, and the man, now known to be called Itsuki, rushed over to her side. Kneeling down onto the uncomfortable hardwood he clasped his large hands around her thin ones and tried his best to calm his wife.
"What's horrible, Ami, what's horrible? Was it the phone call?" he asked, brushing one hand against the side of her face in a vain attempt to soothe her.
"That… that little monster ran away!" she screamed, her face blushing a deep crimson from rage.
"Little… monster… oh, you're daughter?" Itsuki asked, regretting what he said instantly as she turned on him, giving him an almighty glare.
"That freak is not my daughter!" she howled, picking a nearby vase and chucking it at the wall. Shattering into thousands of small blue pieces, it left Itsuki rather startled. Attempting to stop his wife from harming any more of herself or the house he pulled her close to him, closing his arms around her bony frame.
"She ran away?" Itsuki asked.
"Yes! AUGH!" she collapsed into his arms, going limp for a brief moment before pushing away from him with surprising strength. Her feet falling heavily upon the hardwood she stopped in front of one of the large windows of the apartment, suddenly calm.
It was in these moments that Itsuki really felt afraid. He had fallen in love with Ami only a few years ago. Taken in by her supposed charm and kindness, soon after marrying her he realized it was nothing more than a mask she wore in society. Now here he was… stuck in a marriage with this insane woman. Unlike Ami, Itsuki really was a nice man, worried about money just as much as he was about other people. Hardworking, he was surprised to find out just how disturbed she really was. The fortune resting in her bank came from selling her daughter to the corporation Wyngs. During one of her fits he learn about the girl named Midorai.
Scared, Itsuki looked up at his wife, used to the scene in front of him. Ami stood, one palm resting against the window, just staring out at the city. Cold eyes scanned over the building with of look of loathing until she suddenly began to talk, her freezing voice cutting through the silence like a knife.
"Since this is the second time she's run away… she only has once chance left. They've just asked me for permission to exterminate her," she breathed, her breath frosting on the glass.
"Did you give it?" Itsuki asked, afraid for the answer.
"Yes."
-YAY! This chappy is over! Sorry, it's pretty angst-y… Midorai turned out really different then I wanted her to… but it suits her. But there is good news! Next chappy… you get to find out more about Midorai's past… and a bit of the elusive Kitsune's history! WOOT! Now then, reviews…
-Inkheart, I think that if you blush to much you'll suddenly explode in a huge burst of red glitter and streamers! O.o… that's disturbing now that I really think about it! Thanks for thinking my last chappy was fantastic! (and yes, I am already blushing just thinking about it!) And pure genius! (my blushing is past being furious, it is now livid) thanks for being patient!
-eternalsenshicosmos, thank you for finally getting around to reviewing my story! Don't worry, I get dis… oooh! The button on my computer is flashing! .! I know, cliffys are evil, but they make you want to read more, right? I'm becoming a wonderful writer, eh? Thanks for thinking that! And so totally glad you like the quotes! I have to research them, ya know? No need to apologize, review if you're computer's light doesn't go all flashy… distractions… SHINY OBJECT! Thanks!
-Angel Red, yeah, Riku showed up! Confused yet? I am! . Is this update soon enough?
-Timetill, yes I love seeing Dark on edge! It makes him all the cuter! (huggles plushie of Dark)
-Raya the angelalchemist, I love your name! Updated soon enough for ya?
-GameGirl, you've been tailing this story? Really? Coolio! I'm glad you're impressed! WOOT! 5 out of 5! (does happy dance.)
-Thanks to all of you reviewers! Have a great time, enjoy yourself! And please, review so I can see how I'm doing! Thanks!