Disclaimer: Don't own DN Angel. seriously.
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Yumi opened her eyes. Was it her imagination, or was something overly huge, long and heavy thing on her?
Suddenly the events of last night flashed through Yumi's mind. She abruptly sat up, causing the overly huge, long and heavy thing to slide off of her with a THUNK. I can't believed I slept through that. Yumi thought. She shook her head briefly as if to fling away the bad memories.
Yumi doublechecked the still body on the carpet. Instead of a long purple-haired man, a strawberry red haired boy was curled up on the rug. It was Daisuke Niwa! Yumi thought. She grinned. This assignment was now going peaches and cream. She lifted her glaive and prepared to cut away the boy's spirit.
Too bad a large furry white thing attacked her. "ARGHH!" She shouted, pulling on the fur of the animal on her face.
Daisuke woke up to see his pet, Wiz, attack a girl with a long braid. It took a few minutes for it to register into his mind. Quickly, he pulled Wiz off the girl's face.
"What in the name of death was that?" Yumi screamed, massaging her sore face. "Sorry," Daisuke apologized. "This is my pet Wiz, he's been in our family for generations." Yumi glared at Wiz. "It looks like a rat." She said simply. Wiz started squeaking protestedly. "It's not a rat." Daisuke said, sweatdropping. Yumi stabbed a finger in Wiz's direction. "Yes it is!" She screeched.
Wiz decided to bite her.
"OWW!" She grabbed Wiz and yanked him forcefully of her hand. Then she hurled him into the wall. "I'll teach you to bite me!" Yumi shouted angrily. She was about to end Wiz's life with a sickening swipe, but Daisuke grabbed her arm. "Don't hurt him!" He shouted.
"Fine.." Yumi said causing Daisuke to sigh in relief. "I won't hurt him, if you give me your soul." She gave a evil glare at Daisuke.
OH NO SHE WON'T! Dark yelled in Daisuke's mind. "Didn't you say that I had some days left?" Daisuke asked. Yumi regretfully nodded. "Then...can't you kill me on that day?" Daisuke prodded the death spirit. What are you saying Daisuke? Do you want to die early? Dark furiously argued with Daisuke inside his mind. No, I don't want to die early. Just on the approriate time and date. To this Dark responded, YOU'RE CRAZY!
"Can you make a deal with me?" Daisuke asked. Yumi backed up, and studied his face. Whoa, the boy's actually serious! "Maybe, maybe not." Yumi said slyly. "Here's the deal," Daisuke took a deep breath, "I have a girlfriend, Riku, who has a misunderstanding about me. I want you to help me clear it up and repair the relationship we had."
Yumi's brain made it's revolutions. Seeing as Yumi hadn't abruptly shouted NO, Daisuke went on. "In exchange, I'll let you take my soul on the date when I'm supposed to die."
"You're willing to die just so you can be with your girlfriend again?" Yumi asked incredulously. Daisuke nodded. There was silence as Yumi weighed this new concept with it's cons and pros.
The uneasy silence was soon broken through with a few giggles. "Alright, since you're letting me take your soul." Daisuke started to shout a hip-hip-hooray, but Yumi cut him off. "But, you have to promise me that Dark won't interfere." Yumi crossed her arms and glared at the Dark in Daisuke.
Say no! Dark yelled. Daisuke ignored Dark. "I give you my word." He said generously. Yumi shook her head. "Not good enough, I need to hear it from Dark himself."
Silence, then Dark let Yumi hear his voice. "I promise." He said quite grumpily. Yumi grinned. "Alright well then, Daisuke-kun, tell me what happened between you and your love."
A few minutes passed as Daisuke hastily told Yumi his problem. "So you cheated on her?" she raised an eyebrow.
Daisuke's cheeks flamed with anger. "No I did not cheat on her!" "Then those pictures must be fake." Yumi said, ignoring the fact that she had offended Daisuke. Tell us something we don't know. Dark said sarcastically to her. Yumi shot a glare at Daisuke, who flinched. It wasn't Daisuke's fault, only that Dark just had to be inside of him. "Shut it you lard! I don't see you suggesting anything!" She angrily shot at the phantom thief.
Oh I'm sorry, did I offend an short-tempered death spirit? Dark said, quite audibly. Yumi clapped her hands over her ears. "Like I said, Shut it! I'm trying to think!" Daisuke quickly scowled Dark inside his mind and respectfully lapsed into silence.
. . . .Done thinking yet? Dark barked out impatiently. "Fortunatly yes." She barked back. "Daisuke, do you happen to know who took those pictures?" She asked. Daisuke frowned then his eyes widened. "Takeshi took those pictures..." He mumbled.
"Who's Takeshi?" She asked. "Perhaps a rival? Someone who hates you?" Daisuke shook his head. "Takeshi's my best friend." He said. Yumi summoned a notepad and pencil. "Friend or not, he's a suspect." Yumi scribbled the name Takeshi down. You make it sound like a murder mystery. Dark said dryily. Yumi ignored him. "Daisuke, can you tell me anything more about Takeshi?"
"Well," Daisuke began, "He wants to be a reporter, and his father's a dectective. He's after Dark and is one of my best friends. He likes dumping classroom cleanup duty on me and likes to surprise me on school days by wringing my neck. He also fell in love once." Daisuke concluded. Yumi hurriedly wrote everything down. Daisuke watched doubtingly. "I really don't think Takeshi would try and ruin our relationship. He's my best friend!"
Yumi sighed. "Listen Daisuke. Sometimes in this world, we can't trust anyone but ourselves. You have to be prepared for betrayal and disloyalty." Daisuke glared at her furiously. "Takeshi won't ever do anything like that! He probably got set up by someone!" He shouted.
Yumi glanced at Daisuke. "I'm sorry." She waited a little for Daisuke to calm down. "It's okay." Daisuke sighed. "I am really sorry Daisuke. It's just that when I was alive, I have a feeling that someone betrayed me."
"Oh yeah, you're a death spirit." He realized. Yumi gave him a I-can't-believe-you-forgot- look. Can we get a move on? Both Yumi and Daisuke jumped as they had forgotten Dark was listening. "Alright, Dark! Let's go Daisuke." Yumi floated towards the bedroom door. "Go where?" Daisuke asked. "To your friend's house." She responded.
"WAIT!" He shouted. Yumi gave him a tired look. "WHAT?" She shouted back. Daisuke looked sheepish as his stomach growled. "I need to eat breakfast." he explained. Yumi slapped her head. "Well eat!"
"Don't you wanna eat too?" Daisuke asked. "Us dead people are beyond the nescessity to eat," Yumi said rather conceitedly. "Okay, well see you after breakfast!" Daisuke cheerfully thundered down stairs.
Yumi floated midair. She felt rather annoyed that she was hindered by such stuff like eating, but also felt rather affectionate towards the hindrances. It was her first chance to actually be in a crowded household with loving parents. Not that this was her first mission, just that she usually finished her job without any real detailed studying.
"I'm going to like it here." She whispered.
