"Oh- he's a nice one Darky." Sara said staring at him.
"Darky?" he said from behind.
"What are you doing in here?" Dark repeated. Just then, Demi, her brother, came in. Lame names, I know…
"What's going on?" he asked. Sara moved closer to him, hoping he'd put his arm around her waist, but instead, he put his hands in his pockets. No one answered him. "Well… me and Sara-"
"Sara and I!" Cloud yelled from downstairs. She's special… They all are…
"Kay… Me, Sara, and I! – shall be going now." Demi said before leaving out the door. He didn't seem to mind the boy behind Dark.
"Kay, just don't bring any more five-dollar whores home!" Dark shouted. She then turned around. "So what were you doing in my sister's closet?" Dark asked.
"He was hurt!" Miree walked in and hung onto Dark's leg. "A bad guy ripped his wing!"
"Wing." Dark had doubt in her voice.
I'm calling my Dark Dara now so you won't get confused.
"Okay… You can stay- but not in her closet!"
"Why not? It's cozy, smells like cookies, and there's toys!" Dark smiled as he picked up a couple of toy animals. Dara sighed.
"Why don't you stay with Dee? She's got a big bed." Miree said smiling at both of them. Dara blushed while Dark gave out a slight chuckle. "It's up to Dara."
Both Dark and Miree looked at Dara with childish grins.
"Miree was right- you do have a big bed, Dara." Dark said jumping on. Dara collapsed on the other side of Dark and looked at the ceiling.
"Why are you calling me Dara? My name's Dark…"
"If I called you Dark- I'd think I was talking to myself. Plus, you don't seem like a Dark. Dara sounds more cuter."
"Right…" Dara rolled on her stomach. "So who was the bad guy Miree was talking about?"
Dark sat up and stood in front of Dara. Her eye's widened as two jet-black wings ascended from his back. One of Miree's winter scarves was used to bandage one of his wings.
When she snapped to, she sat up. "That... It still doesn't answer my question. What are you?"
"Who ever said I had to be interrogated by you? Why should you know my secrets?"
"Really… Well then." Dara laid back and closed her eyes. "Good night."
Dark stuttered. "What? You're going to sleep!"
"What else…" Dara mumbled before cuddling up to one of her stuffed animals. It was a flimsy cat with violet fur that her brother Demi had bought her on the night of one of his dates. The girl thought it was for her, but was taken aback when he handed it to Dara. Two arms wrapping around her snapped her out of her thoughts. "What are you doing?" Dara asked trying not to sound shocked.
"You smell good." He mumbled. He had his lips right against the back of her neck, which she didn't notice till he spoke again. "I can hold you all night… right?"
Dara could feel her cheeks burn slightly.
The color violet filled Dara's view as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Dark!"
"What?" Dara looked across the room to find Dark sitting in a chair watching her with a worried look.
"Oh…" Dara sighed dropping the stuffed animal to the side.
"What? You think that was me?" Dark asked with a slight grin. "Oh sorry… I'll stay in bed next time." He smiled.
"Uh… yeah." Dara swung her feet over the end and sat there looking at her clock. 9:43. Dara never slept in this late.
"You seemed comfy last night." Dark said in tone as if he had read her mind.
Her mother and Father were already gone on their anniversary trip and would be gone for about a month. But before that, they had sent Miree and Cloud to some camp, so Demi would be the only one home with Dara… and Dark.
sorry- stuck at the moment- So I'll post this one now next one will be longer!