Hi there! it's me again! Here I would like to thank everybody who reviewed my story: Thank you soooo much!
I plead for forgiveness because of all of those silly mistakes I made in the previous chapter, I hope you didn't really mind that (be aware. this can happen again-.-)... Ah and thank you for all the useful advises! I try to be better
Well, in my opinion this chapter isn't as good as the previous one...It's like an introducing chapter to the real introducing chapter...Aargh...you know what I mean...
Well, enough of rambling. Here's the next chapter!
Enjoy!


Chapter One: The Winged Damsel


"...ke...suke...DAISUKE!" a croaky male voice yelled. "Come on, wake up!"
A loud pain filled scream resounded through the Niwa's resident.
Dark's transparent appearance sat next to a red haired boy, who had his arms wrapped around his slender body, shaking violently.
"Daisuke! Wake up! What the hell is wrong!" Dark tried to cough off the hoarseness in his voice. He had been shouting at Daisuke for a long time, in order to wake him. However, without any success.
The spirit, would never admit it to himself, but he was worrying about his host, Daisuke. The boy had been screaming his soul off, for nearly an hour.
Suddenly, Daisuke's shriek died down. The boy stirred and weakly opened his eye lids. He caught a glimpse of violet hair and purple piercing eyes.
Dark was very relieved to see that his host was okay. However, his reaction of seeing Dark, made the angel's heart stop for a moment: Daisuke screamed again and quickly backed away in such a speed, that he bumped into the wall behind the bed with an ugly thump. But Daisuke seemed to ignore his throbbing back and yelled with a voice full of fear:
"Go away! Don't do to me anything more...I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER! MAKE IT STOP DARK! MAKE IT STOOOP!"
His body, still shaking, pressed itself against the wall, as if expecting it to vanish and let him back away further.
Dark stared at the scene before him with an opened mouth. The boy, didn't seem to know who Dark was. What should he make stop, anyway? And why did he fear him that much?
The black angel decided, it would be better to remain silent and wait for Daisuke to calm down, before he could say anything wrong.
Eternity seemed to pass, as the red haired boy stopped shaking and pressing himself to the wall. He exhalated and inhalated air widely, not daring to tear off his hazy eyes from Dark. Dark was being used to staring, so he patiently stared back, trying to look calm.
"Where...am...I?", the boy suddenly asked.
"You are at the Niwa's place, Daisuke." he said softly. "Or also known your home."
Daisuke blinked at this. "Home?" Then everything came back to him, all of a sudden, and it was an overwhelming feeling.
"Dark!" Tears formed in the corner of his ruby eyes. "I am so sorry...I didn't...I..."
"It's alright.", said Dark quietly. "Just say what has happened to you..."
"Er...What do you mean?"
Dark cocked an eyebrow. "Your soul was gone. It has left your body."
Daisuke stared at his ghosty counterpart with a half-opened mouth. "W...what? But...it...couldn't...it...!"
He stopped dead and began to gasp for air. Both hands moved to his chest clutching his pyjamas. Sweat droplets forming on the boy's flushed face.
Dark looked worriedly at him. "Daisuke? What-" He couldn't go any further. He was interrupted by the boy in front of him, as Daisuke bent over the bed and threw up.
"DAISUKE!"
The boy breathed heavily, then straightened himself choking and walked shakingly out of the room. Dark blinked at the wide opened door and then looked down at where Daisuke has bent to. His eyes widened. Blood!
Daisuke soon was back, a piece of cloth in his hands and started to clean the floor.
"You are hurt.", Dark said suddenly. He narrowed his eyes. "We should tell Emiko."
Daisuke stopped dead. There was a pause, before the boy went on wiping the floor in silence.
The angel watched the redhead pick some clothes from the wardrobe and vanish into the bathroom.
Due to being able to walk across the Niwa's house freely, because he still was in near Daisuke anyhow, Dark glided down the stairs into the kitchen. He was being suspicious with Emiko, normally overprotective when it came to her son, who hasn't turned up to see why he was screaming.
He found the kitchen only to be empty. Feeling annoyed he looked around and found a note on the kitchen table and began to read it:

Dear Daisuke, Dark!

Daiki, To-to, Kosuke and I had to leave early.
We will be back after both of you have returned from school.
Have a nice day!
Love you always,
Emiko
P.S.: Breakfast is in the microwave.

"Kyuuu"
A white rabbit with large red eyes, similar to Daisuke's, jumped on the kitchen table, not noticing the spirit standing next to him.
Dark smiled amused at the rabbit called Wiz. He would have stroked him, if he had a body.
Daisuke appeared fully dressed in the kitchen, looking paler than usual in Dark's opinion.
"Where is everybody?", asked Daisuke.
"They have gone out." responded Dark pointing at the note.
Daisuke moved to the note, read it and nodded curtly. He went to the microwave to warm up his breakfast.
The boy ate in silence, trying not to look at the thief, who kept staring worriedly at him.
"whaaat?", he finally cried out, tired with Dark's gazing.
Dark flinched. "Oh, nothin'." he said very coldly. "Just wondering what is wrong with the young brat who threw up blood this morning, that's all!"
He vanished. Daisuke blinked. He sighed and after glancing at his wristwatch ran off to school, without any other word to his counterpart.
School was uneventful, as usual, apart from Daisuke's hard attempts not to doze off and Hiwatari piercing him with a watchful gaze.
After school, Daisuke hurried off because he didn't want to talk to anybody. He had been avoiding Saehara, Hiwatari, the Harada twins and other classmates all day, successfully and he wanted to leave it like this.
But as he left the building, he was stopped by someone. Hiwatari stand in front of him with an inscrutable look on his face. "H-Hiwatari!", Daisuke stuttered "What are you doing here?"
The blue haired boy was silent and simply glared at Daisuke. He remained like this for a couple of more moments before...
"...It is over soon..."
With that, he left a very surprised and confused Daisuke behind and vanished into the school building, again. "Wah...", made Daisuke "What was that about?"
As he didn't get any answer from Dark, he simply headed home, thinking about something else.
Dark had remained silent after the morning incident, making the red haired boy feel uncomfortable. Was he angry with Daisuke?
"No, I am not.", Dark said all of a sudden, very quietly.
"What...did you say?" asked Daisuke carefully not sure of what he had just heard.
"Nothing." came from Dark. "Just thinking loudly. It's nothing."
Daisuke sighed in relief. It would be indeed scary if Dark could read Daisuke's mind. He actually didn't want the thief to know his most deepest secrets.It would be a catastrophe...Daisuke blushed, suddenly. He quickly looked away in hope that his counterpart would not notice the blush. However, his wish wasn't fulfilled as Dark asked:
"Daisuke...Why are you blushing? I can't see Riku or Risa anywhere around..."
"Ah...it's nothing, Dark" He blushed even more and ran as fast as he could home, ignoring Dark's sarcastic comments.
Hmm...No traps today? That's odd...thought Daisuke as he went through the corridor leading to the living room.
Ah yes, I forgot. She didn't arrange any traps since his fourteenth birthday. He clutched his hand with one hand.
What was wrong with him, today?
"I am back!"
A short- red haired woman named Emiko Niwa squealed in joy, jumped at the young boy and squeezed him playfully.
"My sweetie is back from school! Oh, I missed you soooo much!"
Her high cheerful voice made Daisuke feel slightly dizzy.
"How was your day, dearie?" She kissed his forehead and looked at her son with a sweet smile. Daisuke didn't say anything.
After a short pause she added beaming: "My baby has to look good this evening! You will steal the Winged Damsel
at nine p.m! I'm sure you'll do great!"
"W-wh-at?"
Daisuke freed himself from Emiko's embrace and glowered at her. "Not tonight! Please, I don't want to go anywhere!"
"Oh, yes you'll have to! I have already sent out the announcement, that you would come! And look! I bought you a new outfit!" She showed him black clothes: a pair of trousers, a tight shirt and a cape. Almost everywhere, apart from the cape, where silver buckles to hold the cloth together when it was worn.
Daisuke's heart stopped for a moment, his face as white as sheet.
Emiko eyed him carefully, a glimpse of disappointment appearing on her face. "Don't you like it?"
The boy blinked, awaking from his trance and gave her an apologetic smile. "Oh no! I love it!"
He grabbed the clothes and headed to his room, leaving his stunned and worrying mother behind.
"Something's terribly stinking..." she said with narrowed eyes.
"Yes, you are right." said the old Daiki Niwa, appearing behind the newspaper. "The oven."
"Ack!", made Emiko clutching her head. "The chicken!" She ran to the machine, oblivious to Daichi's sigh.

Tonight at 9 p.m I will steal the Winged Damsel's beauty in a certain Japanese Museum.

Dark

P.S.: Find out which one it is. Hehe

"That arrogant thief...He is late! Did he really think he could fox me with the building! HA!" shouted inspector Saehara triumphully looking at his wristwatch, which showed 8:50 "Where is he, anyway?"
He glared at Hiwatari, standing next to him scribbling something into his notebook. Because the boy ignored him simply, the inspector went on complaining about Dark being late.
Hiwatari stopped abruptly, as he noticed a glimpse of a black shadow in the sky, out of the corner of his eyes.
"He's early..." he murmured. He put his notebook away and ran into the museum, ignoring inspector Saehara's yells to come back at once.

"See, Daisuke", whispered Dark after knocking out the last guardian. "Everything is going smoothly. We are back home in no time. And then you can rest."
"I don't need any rest!" protested an angry voice of Daisuke inside Dark's head. "Simply get out of here as fast as you can. Steal that bloody Winged whatever and leave! This place gives me the creeps..."
Dark grinned. "As you wish."
He headed to a white column of 1,5m in height, with a sapphire statuette on top of it. The statuette itself reminded a woman with long hair and a dress showing a lot of her curves. A hand risen gracefully into the air with the index finger pointing at something in the sky. Her large wings elegantly folded together behind her back.
"What a beauty", Dark mumbled staring at the statuette. "Just one second, I will free you from this ugly cage, called museum..."
Dark grinned even wider and greedily reached out for it.
"Wait!", yelled Daisuke.
Dark flinched. Annoyed, he turned his head and saw his see-through host standing behind him.
"What is your problem?", asked Dark not bothering to hide his annoyance. "We are nearly done."
"Yes, but look." Daisuke pointed at the object before them. "Can't you see? Glass."
Dark looked back and blinked. Now he saw it as well: The statuette was protected by five pane's around it.
"Hmm...", made Dark. He started to peer around him, searching through the place as if he had lost something.
"Dark?"
"Hm?"
"What are you looking for?"
"I am looking for switches, buttons or whatever.", he explained. "But there is nothing of that sort around here."
"Well, what should we do? Break through the glass, maybe?", Daisuke asked quietly and carefully, unable to think about what to do next.
"No, stupid!", Dark hissed angrily "That would cause the alarm to go off! What is wrong with you, today? You should know about that till now!"
Daisuke fell silent at this. He indeed didn't feel well. But why did Dark have to be like this to him?
As Daisuke didn't say anything else, Dark responded in a more calmer way: "It would be the last thing we needed..."
"Goodness." whispered a cold voice, suddenly behind Dark "And I thought you where referring to me."
The thief spun around and saw a handsome man dressed all in white having an ugly smirk on his face that didn't suit him at all. Dark slowly backed away.
"Ah, Kraaad!" Dark was smirking back. "Nice to meet you again, after such a long time. I even hoped that you were dead!"
Krad's visage didn't change. "Amusing and direct as ever. But that's what I like so much about you, my dearest Dark."
Dark glared at him in disbelief. "I hate you! Death would be just salvation for your devil's soul!"
Suddenly, he rammed his elbow into the pane behind him. Shards flew and cut the thief's torso and his arm, but he didn't care at the moment. As he had predicted to Daisuke, the alarm went off and he had to hurry.
Krad watched stunned as Dark grabbed the item and tried to run off.
"Oh no, Dark" Krad whispered, awaking from his trance "We are definatley not finished yet."
With the speed of a demon, he ran after Dark. Before the black dressed man could call out for Wiz, Krad had jumped Dark from behind and pinned him to the floor.
"Hey! Get off, jerk!"
Dark desperately tried to free himself, without any success.
"Tell me, Dark..." Krad whispered into Dark's ear. "What happened to your cute little mortal?"
At this Dark's heart began to pound violently. "I don't know what you mean..."
"Of course you do... He's your host."Krad said in a as-a-matter-of-factly tone "Tell...me...Why is the boy having his aura around him?"
"W-w-what in all the heavens are you freakin' talking about!"
Krad sighed.
"You are even dumber than I thought, Dark. But I know how to get my information, don't worry."
He pulled out an item out of his cape and opened it with a quiet 'plop'.
"Krad...? What are you doing?"
Krad ignored the man and with a low voice he whispered in another language:
"Hört mich an, oh ihr mächtigen Lichter des Himmels. Zeigt mir die zweite Seele dieses Geschöpfes. Denn ich, Krad Hikari, befehle es euch."
Krad placed a bottle next to Dark's head. Dark blinked at it. It was emitting a strong aroma and he got dizzy.
No...hold your breath... Dark thought to himself, feeling his world spinning.
It was too late. Dark breathed in the aroma, making his surrounding blur. The only thing he could remember, after awaking outside Daisuke's body, was falling into thick darkness.
Krad watched, satisfied with himself, as the thief's body slowly changed into Daisuke's. The man put away the item and stood up from the redhead, eying him closely.
Daisuke moaned and slowly straightened himself up, his throbbing head protesting. What has happened? Why has he taken over the body? Daisuke was staring puzzled into his surrounding. As his eyes met Krad he awoke from his trance remembering everything.
"What do you want from me, Krad?", he asked the white dressed man coldly.
Krad gave him a sweet innocent smile and kneeled next to him.
"Oh, I was just wondering, cutie-mortal." (A/N:Krad's nickname for Daisuke.) he said with a husky voice.
He touched Daisuke's cheek lightly and began to caress the pale skin. "Just wondering..."
"Hiwatari, awaken, please." the boy said suddenly with a dangerous fire in his eyes.
Krad's eyes widened in horror and looked at the boy in disgust.
Suddenly, Krad grabbed Daisuke's neck, lifted him above his head and pinned him to the next wall. Daisuke choked.
"How dare you doing this?"
His grip on Daisuke's neck tightened. Daisuke desperately gasped for oxygen, but didn't receive any.
"H...i...wa..ta..ri..", he sputtered very very quietly.
Krad roared in rage and threw the boy with all his force down to the floor, piercing the boy with the glass shards. The white enjoyed the screams of pain coming out of the boy's mouth, he couldn't deny that. But, he was still trying to win the battle taking place inside of him. If he hadn't thrown the boy away, Hiwatari would have taken over the body.
"Disgusting, worthless creature!" Krad roared at the unconscious redhead, lying before him. "You shall pay for this..."
Krad panted slightly attempting to calm himself down.
His eyes widened in horror, as suddenly, Daisuke's body slowly transformed into Dark's. He slowly lifted himself and glared at Krad with all hatred he could muster at that very moment.
"I'd rather think you'd pay for what you have done to us, Krad."
"We shall see about that." Krad whispered dangerously.
Dark thought for a moment. Then he yelled for Wiz, who came instantly and produced the feared black Wings of Dark Mousy on the thief's back.
Dark turned back to Krad, speaking under his breath:
"In three days, we will face each other at Destiny's Place for the final battle. I'd rather shove over my arse there, if I where you."
And through the open window Dark glided out, his wings flapping silently and losing a few feathers which danced behind him.
He was only a dark silhouette on the sky, as the Police came hurrying into the room, looking slightly confused.
"Hiwatari!" inspector Saehara yelled at the blue haired boy, standing before him and gazing out of the window in his typical relaxed way, that annoyed the inspector the most.
"We heard the alarm go off and came up here, immediately. So, where is this thief!"
"You are too late, inspector." said Hiwatari softly, not turning away from the window.
Saehara yelled angrily and called for some backup to inspect the area for clues, although he knew it was being useless.
They wouldn't find anything to help them catch Dark. Never.
Hiwatari, however, stood in front of the window. Lost in thoughts. Not moving any part of the body for hours.
He still stood there, after the police had vanished, defeated.
His eyes had turned gold-brown, like cat eyes and where softly reflecting the light of the half-moon upon the starless sky. "So, be it, Dark...", he whispered and caught a still dancing black feather in the middle of the air. He didn't look at it, but simlply crashed it with his hands.
He threw it to the floor and headed out of the building.
The crashed black feather softly glided down to the floor, crossing a white one. As both feathers touched each other, they dissolved into mist.


I hope it wasn't that bad after all...Please review!
Kenbu