Anaen: "You're in a good mood today."
T.T.B.S: "Aren't I? Well, hello, this is your author for today. Instead of the long name, how about you all refer to me as….Cye!"
Anaen: "Cye?"
Cye: "Make fun of it and I'll change it so you end up with Saehara."
Anaen paled: "No! I can't take all the questions and acting!"
Sairen: "There, there." Pats Anaen's back.
Cye: "Well, to the disclaimer and then the story!"
Disclaimer: Must you remind me I don't know it! WAHH! Chapter One-Black Siren"Daisuke! Get down here quick and wake up Dark!" Emiko yelled up the stairs urgently.
"What's wrong, mom?" Daisuke called down as he hurried down the stairs, sounding worried. Why do I have to wake you up? Daisuke thought.
"Maybe a fan of mine found out where I lived and decided to visit?" Dark said jokingly.
Dark, I think it's serious. Daisuke thought, entering the living room, hearing a flute.
"Daisuke...Dark needs to watch this." Emiko said.
Daisuke looked at the TV. There was a girl on screen, playing a flute. She was wearing a black outfit. Long black pants and leather boots, a black tank top with long black gloves. She looked up and smirked, pulling away the flute. She had dark green eyes and short dark green hair.
"I'll assume everyone has arrived who have been called." She said in a smooth, almost seductive voice. "I am Black Siren, thief extraordinar. I've sent this tape to issue a challenge. I'm challenging Phantom Thief Dark. As well as his eternal rival. Well, more like his rival's light."
"Who does she think she is, challenging me?" Dark demanded.
"You may think I'm small fry, but if either of you blow me off..." She smirked. "I'll tell everyone concerning the secret of your existence. If you think I'm lying...Black Wings is all I need to say. Seeya after the next warning letter." She said, winking.
The screen went blank. Then a newscaster appeared on screen, looking off screen. "How did that tape get on air?" He demanded before Emiko turned off the screen.
"Can she really know Dark's secret?" Daisuke asked after a moment.
"No way!" Dark declared.
"She does. She knows about the Hikari's." Daiki said.
"How do you know?" Daisuke asked.
"She said Dark's eternal rival's light. Hikari means light. She knows about the Hikari's, she'll know about the Niwa's."
"But how could she? If he's challenging Hiwarati, she can't be with the Hikari's." Emiko concluded.
Dark, do you know anything about Black Siren? Daisuke asked.
Dark was silent for a moment. "I don't know. I've never met her." He answered.
Then...who is she? Daisuke wondered.
"Mom! Why didn't you wake me!" Daisuke cried as he hurried to get dressed.
"I thought you were up already. I heard you groaning." Emiko said, watching her son run around the room.
"Huh? I was?" Daisuke looked up confused.
"You're gonna late." Dark said, interrupting his thoughts as Daisuke tried to remember why he was groaning in his sleep.
"Ah! Sorry! I gotta go mom!" Daisuke cried, grabbing his bag and running out the door.
Daisuke ran threw the familiar streets to maybe get to school on time.
"Daisuke. You're really cutting it close." The man at the lift called.
"Please wait a moment!" Daisuke called back, running up the steps to board the lift.
Daisuke leaned against the wall of the car of the lift, trying to catch his breath. Seesh, I had to sprint the whole way. Daisuke thought. I'm not even sure I can make it to school at this pace.
Daisuke hurried off the lift and started to run to school when someone called his name. He paused and looked back.
Satoshi stood there, the limo behind him. "If you need a ride, I can give you one, Niwa." Satoshi offered.
Daisuke stared for a moment and smiled. "Thanks Hiwarati. I hope I'm not being to much trouble." Daisuke said, walking to Satoshi.
"What are you doing! He could be plotting something!" Dark cried.
"It's no trouble. I'm actually giving a ride to someone else." Satoshi said, climbing into the limo.
See? No evil plot. Daisuke thought, following Satoshi into the limo. "Really? Who?" Daisuke asked.
"That would be me." A girl said, sitting in the seat across from the two boys, reading a file, her face hidden.
"This is Anaen Sairen. She's my...cousin." Satoshi said, sounding a bit colder than usual.
"Oh! Pleased to meet you Miss Sairen. I'm Daisuke Niwa." Daisuke said politely.
"Niwa?" The girl looked up from the file. She had long dark red hair and dark green eyes. She smiled. "I've heard a lot about you. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"You've heard about me?" Daisuke asked curiously.
The girl nodded and smirked at Satoshi. "Anyone who gets my cousin's interest is always interesting." She said.
Satoshi glared at her and Daisuke blushed.
Anaen laughed. "It's nice to see Mr. Anti-social make a friend." She said after a moment, smiling sweetly.
"Um, yeah. Well, uh..." Daisuke blushed, stuttering and fell silent.
Anaen smiled at the glaring Satoshi. "I know you didn't say he was your friend, but it's easy to see you like him." She said.
L-like me! Daisuke thought and shook his head. No, she couldn't mean that. What am I thinking?
"Apparently your mind is thinking in the gutter." Dark teased. "And about Satoshi too. I knew you liked him."
Shut up! Daisuke thought. "Why do you think he likes me as a friend?" Daisuke asked.
"Well, because he offered you a ride. Usually he's all cold and secluded. Come on Satoshi. Just admit you like him." Anaen prodded.
Satoshi looked away from them, hiding the slight blush on his face. Daisuke didn't notice, but Anaen did. "He likes art too." Satoshi said in a low voice.
Anaen smiled. "So I see." She said. Hm, well it does seem I don't have to do anything to sway his feelings. Anaen thought, glancing at Satoshi.
An awkward silence fell over the three for a few minutes.
"So, ummm..." Daisuke's eyes settled on a narrow case beside Anaen, "You play an instrument, Miss Sairen?" Daisuke asked, hoping to break the awkward silence.
Anaen looked at the case. "Yeah...a flute in fact."
To be continued...