Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic so go easy. Please review! Flames are accepted!

Disclaimer: I do not own D.N.Angel.

--

"Nataka," the teacher called.

I looked up. "Yes?"

"Solve the problem."

I skimmed the board and found the answer in less than 5 seconds.

"13."

The teacher turned and did it in her head. "You are correct."

I returned to my book. Dracula. It's boring but it's the only book I found so far that I haven't read. There is another one I found. Eternal Light. Satoshi Hiwatari was reading it right now. He sat right next to me in the back row. I meaned to ask him if I can borrow it but I was too nervous. It's Satoshi...Cold heart Satoshi. He's cute but just...too cold. If he lightened up to people, it might be better for him. Such a cold hearted person.

I glanced briefly at him. He seemed so into his book. He's smart and he's also commander in chief. He might not be so bad...My cousin Risa teased me because she thinks I'm like him in a lot of ways, I am not! Speaking of Risa...I looked at her. She seems so different now, more sophisticated. Probably cause of Dark...her precious precious precious Dark. Dark's hot and if I ever was around him, I'll melt but...his personality. I can tell by looking at him he's a pervert playboy. I agree with Riku on that. Dark will kiss any girl in his sight.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

School is over...sighs happily

--

I glanced down at the dress I was wearing. Emerald green, I hate it. It's strapless which makes it even worse. At least there is a scarf covering my neck and matching green silk gloves. Couldn't I have worn the black dress? No...My mom wouldn't let me.

There's only one good thing out of the party. I get to clean other people's wallets clean...It's lucky that every dinner party has different guests, that way, they won't suspect me to be a champian pool player.

"Miro..." Mom says. "Do you have to put your hair down?" I look at her hair, it's in a beautiful bun.

"It's more comfortable," I answer.

Mom sighed. "All right Miro. Do what you want during the party but try to mingle with the guests more."

She thinks I don't do much but sit in a corner and read. Ha! I'm at the pool table, literally the whole time.

An hour into the party. There are at least 100 people in the room. Where do my parents get these people from? I glance over at the pool table. No one can use it until 9 pm. Just one more hour until I make my move.

The food, as usual, was delicious. Lobster Thermido with the tastiest dressing you could ever taste. (I forgot the name, sry.)

The clock chimed 9. Time to empty some wallets...

I walked over to the pool rack and picked up a cue and the chalk. A group of guys in high school all dressed in tux walked over. I counted nine of them.

"Hey," one of them greeted me. "Wanna play?"

I put on my innocent face. "Well...I'm not very good. I'm never going to compare up to someone with your skills. It'll be impossible..."

The guy grinned, "Don't worry. We'll go easy but you have to put some cash down. That's the fun part."

"5000 yen, to start."

"Deal, we'll play the American 8-ball." I looked at him confused. "Don't try to hit the black ball with the 8 on it. That's saved for last."

"Oh. I sort of get it."

The guy looked at the other guys. "We'll play winner. Winner plays next. You can't back out now." He's an idiot. He thinks he's so smart and wonderful and the best at pool. I smirked silently, he's in for a surprise. They all grabbed a cue.

"The balls are in the drawer," I pointed. "So is the thing that makes a triangle."

"That's called a rack," one of them said.

The guy, who I found out was called Rima-san, set up the rack. He positioned the cue ball and turned to me. "Ladies first."

I hit the cue ball and the others spreaded out. The first moves always neutral. Rima-san came up and made his move. So close...

"Your turn," he informed me.

Let the games begin. I hit the 3rd ball-it went in. I smiled sheepishly, "beginner's luck." "Beginner's luck" went on for the next 9 balls. I got them all in. The final 8 ball. No surprise, it went in.

"Next," I called, smiling.

I beat the others to dust. Don't try to play billiards with me. I'm the best of the best. An hour day for practice and three hours on weekends. Hustle Pool.

"How did you-" Rima-san gasped.

"Didn't I tell you?" I said. "Beginner's luck." He nodded. I looked around. "No one else? Aw...this game seems so much fun."

"I'll play," a voice said. His (it was a guy's voice) voice chilled down my spine. I already knew who it was before I turned around.

"Hiwatari-kun," I greeted. Oh my god, he didn't have his glasses on. Even his hair looking messy and floppy. Cute. "You were here all along?"

"My father knows your parents I guess. Are you going to play?"

"Sure."

A little while later...

He beat me. Hiwatari-kun beat me. How is that possible? I never knew he could play. I want my yen back! Gr...I'm going to get my revenge someday.

"You're excellent," I complimented him. He sat next to me at my table.

"Not bad for a beginner," he remarked. I knew it. He knows I'm not a beginner. It's the guy that every girl in my school besides Riku, Risa, and me drool over. It's the commander in chief. It's the smartest and coldest guy you could meet in your life time. It's Hiwatari-kun.

"When did you start playing?"

"I don't. It just comes naturally." I winced. Naturally. He beats a girl who practices 11 hours a week?

"You're amazing you know that Hiwatari? Just amazing." I shook my head. "You have natural talent, maybe you can compete in world tournaments. I'm pretty sure you'll win first for all of them."

"It's a bother."

"I guess you're just you then. I'll see you in school." Then I remembered something. "Oh wait, I forgot to ask you. You know the book you were reading? Eternal Light?"

"I finished it."

"Why am I not surprised? Anyway, can I borrow it?"

He opened his jacket and pulled out a white book. "This one?"

"Yeah, I'll return it to you when I'm finished. Thanks!"

I got up and walked towards the spiral staircase leading to my room. I turned on the lights.

"Shh..."

"Who's there?" I yelled.

No answer.

"You had better come out or I'll call security."

The closet knob opened and out came a famous Phantom Thief.

"D-Dark-s-san?" I stuttered. I could feel my face turn hot. But I don't blush. It's unnatural for me. I found my voice...and my anger at people in my room. "What are you doing here!"

"I thought this was Risa's house," Dark said, grinning. "But I guess I got lucky."

I started fuming. "Get out of my room!"

"You can't even invite a thief in?" Dark teased.

"Get out now or I'm calling Hiwatari-kun. He'll put you behind the bars."

"The commander?" Dark scoffed. "He can't do anything to me."

"Just get out of my room!"

"All right, all right. Jeez, I'm going." He paused. "Not before I steal something from you." Dark bent down and went to about 1 inch away from my lips before retrieving.

I yelled, "What was that for!"

He held up a closed fist and opened it. A golden chain with a small golden feather chain fell from his hand. My hand went to my neck. My necklace wasn't there!

"Give that back dammit!" I lunged at him but he moved, causing me to trip. "Give it back!" I grabbed onto the necklace and yanked. Dark still had his grip. Tug-o-war...The chain broke. Tears started falling from my eyes.

"I can't believe you," I whimpered softly while sitting on my knees.

"Where did you get that?" he demanded. I could've sworn his voice sounded angry.

"Grandma Rika gave it to me before she died. It's the most precious thing of mine." I started sobbing into my hands. "I hate you!"

"'Grandma Rika'? Rika Harada right?"

"Doesn't matter! She told me her first love gave it to her and she wanted me to protect it for her. You broke it!"

"I'll fix it for you. I never meant to break it."

"You only wanted it because it's worth lots of money. Well fine! Keep it! Now leave me alone."

"You're related to Risa and Riku?"

"There my cousins. Did you not hear me? Leave!"

"I'm...sorry."

--

"Miro?" Riku asked. "Are you all right?"

"You seem a bit down," Risa agreed. "Hey, you're not wearing your necklace."

"Oh that silly thing?" I said. "I left it at home. It was becoming too much of a bother."

Riku looked back at me oddly. "You never leave home without it."

"I thought it didn't match my outfit." A lame excuse.

"She's right you know," Risa butted in. She rambled on about how certain colors go with certain other pieces of clothing.

"Niwa-kun!" Riku greeted.

"Ohayo Riku chan," Daisuke greeted. He looked at me. "You look a little down Nataka san," he remarked.

"So we aren't the only imagining things," Risa murmured.

"Oh it's nothing," I smiled. "I'm fine. Come on, let's get to class."

The truth is, I felt...well...naked without the necklace. It always been there on my neck. It's like a part of me is gone.

--

I'll update real soon! REVIEW!