Disclaimer: You all should know by now I'm not smart enough to come up with D-N-Angel. No, I'm in the process of making Apocalyptic Nightmare. I'm not gonna go into detail with it right now or ever on this site cause that's not why I'm here. I'm here to write Poker Night. So... thank you to all six reviewers and ON WITH THE SHOW... I mean... STORY!

Chapter 3

Dark chased Kurai around the basement, throwing cupcakes at her, missing each time. Every so often, Krad would catch a cupcake and eat it. He sat back and relaxed, watching the two do his job. They destroyed everything in their paths. Okay, so Dark was running over things and they broke. Kurai seemed able to avoid breaking anything. Yeah, some thief he is... Of course you all know the author person (me) hates Dark and will terrorize him any time that is possible. Finally, Dark gave up. He got so frustrated that he threw the remaining ten cupcakes against the wall.

"You dropped something." Krad pointed at the mess, grinning.

Dark threw every heavy object the he could get his hands on. "Die you spawn of SATAN!"

Kurai glared at Dark. Her eyes seemed to glow dark red. No wait, they actually were glowing. Krad noticed this and grabbed Daisuke's arm, beginning to pull him up the stairs. "Trust me, you won't want to be in here for this."

Daisuke took Wiz upstairs and sat at the kitchen table. "What's gonna happen, Krad?"

"At worst she'll torture him."

"Torture? Do I want to know?"

"Probably not..." Krad said. She'll most likely take out his eyes first, so he can't see. Then she'll tie him up by his ankles, cover him in paper to make him look like a pinata. Then she'll give him to a little kid and they'll beat him until he dies, hoping there's candy somewhere in him. Krad smiled. 'At least that's what I'd do if Satoshi would let me.' he thought.

Dark came running up the stairs for his life. "MAKE IT STOP!"

"GET BACK HERE, DARK! YOU'RE NO THIEF! YOU'RE A COWARD!" she stopped in the kitchen doorway. "So... got any paper and paste? I'm gonna make him into a human pinata. Fly paper would work just as well."

Krad stared. "Wow, you're violent..." He handed her construction paper and glue. "This'll work. A five year old won't know the difference."

She gave Krad a quick hug the sent chills down his spine. He hoped she'd never do that again. "I'm going to have to sit in boiling hot water to get the hug off of me..." he mumbled.

"You should take her to the fair." Emiko said as she passed by. "She'd love it."

"That's exactly what I don't need." He dug through the cupboards. "You don't have any poison do you?"

"I won't let you hurt that poor girl." Emiko slapped him on the head. " She really likes you."

"Lady, I'm older than you, you can't give me advice. Besides, if she liked me she'd get lost." Krad found the pesticide. "It's for Dark anyway. If I know her well enough, she'll come in about ten seconds and ask for it."

Sure enough, ten seconds later Kurai came in. "Got any poison? He's pretty tired, he'll want a drink pretty soon."

"Krad want's to take you to the fair." Daisuke told Kurai.

She laughed. "No he doesn't. He hates me. Why on earth would he want to take me to a fair? You're pretty funny. Now about that poison. Or do you want to kill him?" She asked Krad.

"If I have no rival, I have no meaning for existence. I'll kill him later. Wanna go to the fair and cause chaos?"

She shrugged. "Eh why not? Let's go."

The inner demonic Krad (who is, if it's possible, more mean than the angelic Krad, who is the one that you see most of the time) yelled at the other Krad. "Why would you do that? You know she'll only like you more!" Krad was starting to get frustrated so he decided not to think. Dark makes it seem so easy...

"Oooooh, roller coasters... Wanna destroy the track?"

"You're positively evil! I think we could get along. Would you like to ride the rides before you destroy them?" Krad asked in an unusually happy tone. That sort of scared Emiko, who was following them with Dark and Daisuke with her. She wanted to make sure Krad wouldn't blow her to tiny pieces with his rocket launcher (version 5.5673735 'Able to blow anything to tiny pieces.' says Homicidal Monthly).

Kurai heard a person walking by mutter something about an angel and demon... 'Must be talking about us.' she thought. It was true. Krad, angelic looking (not that he has that mind set at all) and Kurai, demonic in a way. It was the red eyes and Dark hair. Oh, the pale skin too. The might be the whole vampire look. Yes, the two seemed out of place, not to mention they were walking together. She heard a girl say to her little sister, who pointed them out, "Yes, I suppose opposites really do attract."

Krad's eye twitched at that comment. Kurai dug her nails into his arm, signaling that he shouldn't kill anyone in plain view. He resisted the urge to throw a popsicle stick through the lady's neck and kept walking. Meanwhile, Dark had to stifle a laugh.

Krad then spotted an ice cream stand. "Hey, want some ice cream?"

Kurai smiled. "Only if they have my favorite." He looked confused. Was he supposed to know what hr favorite was? "Mint chocolate chip."

"Okay, that's weird." He asked for two mint chocolate chips (such a long name for such good ice cream...). "So, after this, we hate each other again, okay?"

"Yep, wouldn't want it any other way, Krad." She sat on a bench. "How did such an ignorant race of animals be smart enough to build all this? All the technology we have today is amazing."

"Opposable thumbs." Krad said very simply. "So, you're not human or what?"

"I don't know anymore." She put on a santa hat. "What I do know is that I'll try almost anything."

He looked at her funny, just as everyone else who passed by did. A girl wearing a santa hat in the middle of summer was kinda weird.

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NOTE: I actually do wear my hat year round. People think I'm a freak. To me, they're the freaks. It just goes to show, people are quick to judge others. By the way, I'm gonna wear my hat into an ice cream store this summer (in Texas too). Ain't life grand? Hehe.

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Krad stared at a cloud. "It looks like Duck in a top hat..."

Kurai laughed, " Can't you see it's not a duck, it's a cat."

"No, Duck. Isabel's cat in the movie Constantine."

"You're right... those rides won't destroy themselves ya know."

He nodded and then derailed a roller coaster car. The car went skidding through the isles between the game stands. Kurai and Krad laughed while everyone else ran, screaming for their miserable lives, saying it was a sign of the apocalypse. Little did the two now, the cart almost hit Dark, Daisuke and Emiko. Daisuke and Dark could tell this wasn't gonna be a pretty sight. Emiko got up and approached te two. The thief eagerly anticipated the demise of the homicidal blonde, he really didn't care one way or the other about Kurai. Much to everyone's surprise, Emiko laughed.

"I haven't had that much fun since before Daisuke was born!" She gave the two a pat on the back and left. They, however were left to wonder what she meant by what she'd said. Was it an insult to Daisuke or just a thing the didn't mean offensively.

After getting a roller coaster stuck in a loop, they left for home. He found himself worrying about the stupidest thing.' Wait, I don't know where Kurai lives, how am I supposed to walk her home?'

Surprisingly, she lived in a forest, not far from Satoshi's home. It was also surprising what her house looked like. The outside was nothing like the inside. On the outside, it looked like a worn out old shack. The inside, tough, was a mansion.

"Why do you hide it?"

"Trick-or-treaters think rich people have loads of candy."

"Oh..."

"Thanks, that was fun. Do we hate each other again now?"

He was to amazed by the house. "Uh huh..." he mumbled. "Wow, Satoshi has to see this..."

"But Dark can't. He'll steal my most prized possession. It's a Hikari work. Very beautiful too."

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Haha!EVIL ME! You people don't get to know what the art thingy is until next chapter. Sorry it wasn't a good chapter, I kinda pulled it out of my butt. I sat at the computer for a while just typing. But don't fear, Krad will get lost in the house. It amusing really, the walls will talk to him. Eh, the next one will be better, just don't kill me. I told you I was Krad-obsessed didn't I? Oh, you'll also get an article in Homicidal Monthly in one of the next chapters. Stay tuned for more of my nonsense next time on...um...oh yeah...POKER NIGHT!Had to fill the space. Hehe.

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