And I'd give up forever to touch you

'cause I know that you'd feel me somehow

When he looked at her, he could not resist. Many occasions he had to, on those occasions that she was not 'his'. Not that she was another piece of art, one he could create, admire, and be done with it. His slender fingers ran through her hair, making their way through the fine strands of brown that seemed to be parts of one gorgeous spider web, so beautifully enthralling but in every way dangerous.With a contented sigh, the angel's hand moved down to caress ther smooth skin of her cheek.

You're the closest to Heaven I'll ever be

And I don't want to go home right now

"You don't have to work tonight, do you?" Risa whispered, leaning against his chest. As they had so many times, her fingers stroked the cross that hung from his neck. It was almost habit.

"Yes, I do" He lifted her chin with three of his own fingers. "But I'll be back" He kissed her softly on the lips. She returned it, her kiss soft and gentle like sakura blossoms brushing across his lips.

"Why? Why do you have to try and kill him? He's not hurting anyone!" She whimpered slightly, leaning into him. She often asked him this, and got the same explanation.

"He's taking what is rightfully my clan's." she seemed almost satisfied with this, nodding. Suddenly she asked: "You're an angel, right? I believe in angels. If you die…..will we be together?" He stiffened up slightly, not sure whether to tell he he would go to Hell, not Heaven.

"I won't die" He extended his white wings and wrapped them around her, slipping his arms around her waist.

All I can taste is this moment

All I can breathe is your life

Sooner or later, it's over

I just don't want to miss you tonight.

"Y-you can tell?"

He kissed her hair and nodded, taking in her scent. She smelled like flowers and summer and everything good in the world.

"I know. I have to much to live for. "

And I don't want the world to see me

'cause I don't think that they'd understand

When every thing's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't comin

Or the moment of truth in your lies.

"I have to go now…the kaitou…arrives at nine" With a flap of his wings, he rocketed into the sky. Risa just stared up, and whispered. "I'm going to follow you. I'm going to come with you this time!" She took off running towards the Russel Art Museum, the holding place of Dark's new target. Of course, by the time she got there, it would already be over – flying was certainly quicker than running

When everything feels like the movies

Yeah

You bleed just to know you're alive.

Risa had always thought it was kind of funny how it had all worked out. Her sister, Riku, had ended up with Dark – and though she was only seventeen, was pregnant with his child. She loved her sister and felt bad for her, but Riku seemed pretty happy. Anyway, she started to run the four miles to the museusm. It took about an hour; though she was cold, she wouldn't give up. Finally, her destination was in sight, and she was slightly alarmed to notice that no reporters were around, no crowd. And yet she saw one limp form lying on the ground. A small yelp escaped from her lips. The only thing she could think about was Riku and her baby and how would they survive without Dark? It never crossed her mind that the form was her own lover. Quickly she closed in on the limp body, taking in breath sharply at the sight of a broken and bloody Krad. She shook him, begging him to wake up, to open his eyes. He did, but they were glazed. His last words…

"I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken….I just want you to know who I am. I just want you to know who I am"

She kissed him softly and cried as his life faded away.