Disclaimer: I don't own anything but nothing. Or something like that… I own my characters and that's about it…
If you guys haven't noticed, this story is gonna be VERY random and most likely never ending… poor people who read it…
Chapter 8
Krad sat on a bench in the park, attempting to concentrate on reading his book. It was a decent attempt but… he was failing. His distractions were none other than the little imps that ran around laughing and playing because there was no school that day. It was Sunday, weren't the little demons supposed to be in church or something? He finally gave up and just sat there, glaring at them. He imagined he might be so much bigger than them that he could just step on them and shut them up… but then he'd probably arrested. At least Dark was in the hospital and he'd gotten his rubber chicken back, though at this moment it wasn't exactly helping. Then, out of nowhere, a soccer ball hit him in the head.
"Sorry!" A little… thing… ran up to him. She looked at him, smiling. "Oh, good, you don't have a concussion… I was worried there for a second!"
Krad sighed; this one was Kurai's relative no doubt. "Where'd Kurai go? She isn't making human piñatas without me is she?"
"Who? You're weird!" The girl laughed, took the soccer ball, and then ran off. Krad watched, confused, as she kicked the ball into a goal. The poor blonde was having an off day… or something.
"So you met my little sister? Cute, huh? Too bad she doesn't know I exist." Kurai smiled and sat by him. She handed him an ice cream cone, "Thought you might want some, it's chocolate. They didn't have mint."
"She doesn't know about you? Wow, that's messed up" (He would know wouldn't he?)
"Not really. I erased their memories. All of my family. It's much better for them this way, seeing as I'm always getting into trouble. Like beating Dark to a pulp. Bad example wasn't it…?"
"Kinda…." He looked at his ice cream. "This I good…"
Kurai laughed at him, "I would hope so! If it wasn't, would they get any business? How's Satoshi doing without Dark around?"
"Pretty good, he can actually take a break from setting traps and stuff. Which is bad for me because he keeps buggin' me about stuff. So that's why I'm out here right now."
"I see, sorry to bother you. So what to do today… it's a sunny day so… throw eggs at people from a tree? They'll all be taking walks because the weather is nice…"
"Sounds good." They bought several dozen eggs and sat in a tall tree.
"Oh, that one is wearing an expensive suit! Hit him Krad!" Kurai pointed in the direction of what looked like a rich lawyer.
"He has money to pay for it though…"
"He's a lawyer; it'll make him mad and want to sue someone anyway! Please hit him! You can't say no to this kitten!" She held up a little kitten in front of Krad and in a little voice she said "Hit him, Krad, hit him!"
Krad laughed and threw two eggs for her effort. "Where'd that cat come from?"
"I don't know… the tree spat him out I guess. You want him? I can tell, you have a soft spot for kittens! Look at him, he needs a home…" Kurai held the cat up again.
"Saotshi would kill me…"
"I knew it! You do like cats!"
"Just don't tell Homicidal Monthly." He threw eggs at a family who just came out of a church. The father, who was a preacher, started swearing. Everyone in a 5 yard radius stared at him. "Hah! It IS possible to make a preacher swear! Dark owes me another Hikari work! At this rate Emiko will kill him!"
Meanwhile, Daisuke sat by Dark, reading the latest issue of Homicidal Monthly to him. Dark wasn't enjoying it at all; it was all about Krad…. Stupid Krad-obsessed journalists.
KRAD and DARK
The Reason They Fight
It all started when they were little. Yes, it was a simple thing that started the stealing and killing. Dark was being a stupid thief and stole a lolly pop from Krad when they were merely children of 5 or 6.
KRAD and DARK
Interesting Facts
Krad is Dark backwards.
Their hair and eye colors are exact opposites on the color wheel
Their wing colors are opposites.
Even the color of the lolly pops were opposites. Red and Green.
Krad and Dark fan girls wear opposite colors to distinguish between each other.
Thus ending another Chapter of Poker Night, I know, it was a lame one. I just needed to update it. Once again, forgive any misspellings. I'm bad about it. Thanks for reading, more later!
-Kurai-