-1Ya know, I could just post the rest of this story in one day. But I wont. You know why? Because I'm just lazy and cruel like that. Ha!

Anyway. Yeah. Chapter two. While I work on a Fullmetal Alchemist fan fic (which will hopefully get done), I'll post these chapters, one a day. There are six chapters total. Have a fun wait:D

Disclaimer: I don't own dnangel. (I'm so lazy today...)

Chapter Two: Darks Realization

"Mom! Why don't you ask me before planning these things!? I've got homework!" Daisuke complained, dropping his bag (and Wiz) on the floor. It was true, he did have a lot of homework and he couldn't finish it by eight o'clock tonight!

His mother smiled, "You have to honey, you know how many people show up just to see Dark!" She said enthusiastically, "You're just stealing the Dancing Wind sculpture, shouldn't be too hard, hm?"

Daisuke was still unenthusiastic about the whole thing and just hung his head in defeat.

xXx

"Damn it! They saw me!" Dark glared at the police from the shadows, holding the sculpture under his arm. Though he was thankful that the commander hadn't shown up yet. It had been a somewhat smaller turnout tonight, but Daisuke had pointed out the commander cousin to him earlier. Dark was being extra showoffy tonight for this reason.

Dark took a quick glance around, running out into the light to make his escape.

"Dark!"

He skidded to a halt, cursing under his breath. He reluctantly turned to look at the police commander, glaring, "I guess I shouldn't be surprised by this."

Satoshi took a step forward, "No, you shouldn't!"

Little did they know, that in the shadows where Dark once was lurked another. Hakuo watched the scene curiously, what would his cousin do with Dark? He turned away for a minute, making sure he was alone before turning back again. He had to do a double take though, "What..?!" He said to himself, where had Satoshi gone? Where the Hikari had once been standing, there was now a blonde haired male facing off against Dark.

xXx

Hakuo, Satoshi, and Daisuke came to school together the next day, all three of them yawning after the previous night. "Did you see Dark last night?" Hakuo asked, seeing Daisuke flinch a bit for whatever reason.

"Yeah, I did. Were you there? I didn't see you." Daisuke decided to keep the conversation going, seeing as Satoshi refused to speak. Dark mentally fidgeted uneasily, making Daisuke slightly uneasy as well.

Hakuo smiled, "I was there. Everyone was making such a big deal out of the thief so I wanted to see for myself. He's pretty cool."

I think--

Dark don't even!

Okay fine, killjoy.

Daisuke smiled, despite the internal war going on inside his mind. "Yeah, he's the local celebrity." he leaned over to look at the blunette, "Right, Satoshi?" He inquired happily while Dark basked in the happiness of an over inflated ego.

Satoshi looked over at Daisuke for the first time that morning and nodded, "He certainly is." He agreed grudgingly. Daisuke seemed pleased and continued his conversation with Hakuo, scaring Satoshi a bit at how close the two of them (Hakuo and Daisuke) were becoming. Nonetheless he looked away again, back into the safety of his own mind. Though with Krad asleep in there he was rethinking about how safe it really was, but anything was better than conversing with Hakuo to him.

When they reached the school there were a few hellos said on Daisuke's part. The Harada twins had pulled him aside for at least ten minutes before they had to get to class. Satoshi continued to give Hakuo nasty looks while Daisuke watched, confused at how Satoshi could possibly hate his cousin so much.

Dark finally settled down and sighed, Well, that was great. I think I can get used to this Hiwatari guy. He mused, only referring to the compliments he had gotten from Hakuo. As smart as Creepy boy yet he still manages to have a fairly normal social life.

Daisuke rolled his eyes, You just like the attention, don't let it get to your head. He advised, sitting his bag on the floor (surprisingly with no Wiz inside) and taking his seat. Hakuo's new around here, so he's bound to be interested in you after hearing people talk. Chances are he'll be a regular at the heists.

Dark nodded, I think you're right. First Risa now this guy.

You make it sound like he's in love with you, Dark! Daisuke mentally grimaced at the thought.

The thief sniggered, That sounded a bit like jealousy---

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THAT!

Class started after that and Dark let Daisuke dwell on those thoughts. The rest of the day was another uneventful one. In cooking class they made sure that Risa got paired up with someone that wouldn't let her near the stove, aka her sister. In gym class Dark woke up again, motor mouth and all.

You know Daisuke, I've been thinking. The thief said, still in thought mode.

Daisuke walked into the gym room with the rest of they boys, About what, Dark? The next heist or something?

He shook his head, No, about that Hakuo kid actually. He seems kind of, I don't know, off. He couldn't find the right word to describe the feeling he got from the boy, but it wasn't good at all. I'd even go as far as to say sinister.

Daisuke paused, a bit surprised by that last comment. Sinister? Hakuo? Dark are you sure? He asked, finding it hard to believe that his new friend was being viewed as 'sinister'.

Dark mentally glared at Daisuke, I've never been wrong about this kind of thing! As long as I've been alive I think I'd know a sinister aura when I felt one Daisuke! And if that bastard Krad is smart he'll acknowledge it too!

Daisuke didn't respond, paying attention to class instead. Dark continued talking anyway. I need you to do me a favor Daisuke. He said, a serious tone lining his voice.

xXx

"Dark."

"Krad."

The tension between the two as they spoke was not an easy thing to miss in the old farmhouse. Both stood with their arms folded, glaring at the other despite their temporary truce. Dark's large black wings were folded behind him, ready for immediate use if things got out of hand. Krad was the same way with his large white wings, twirling a feather innocently between his fingers. "Well, what's this all about then?" The hunter asked, if not a bit moodily.

Dark never took his eyes off of his enemy, "I need to talk to you about Hakuo. You must know more about him from your tamer than I do."

Krad smiled, glad to have even the smallest advantage. "Hakuo Hiwatari, hm? What is it exactly that you need to know?" He inquired, planning on making Dark surrender himself for the information if he wanted it that badly. Satoshi glared at Krad mentally, Don't you dare break our end of the bargain!

"I don't really need to know anything, I just want to know if you get the same feeling of sinister energy that I do from him." He said simply, keeping everything short and sweet so as not to prolong the torture of being in the same room as Krad without fighting him.

Krad looked a bit surprised, but that quickly faded away, "And what if I do? Do we end it there and go back to being enemies? I'm afraid I don't fully understand, Dark."

Dark glared at him a bit fiercer now, "If you do then I'd like to ask you for a favor. A small one, just watch over him and make sure he's not planning anything that could endanger anyone." Daisuke was still confused about the whole thing and Dark received that confusion from his tamer and ignored it for the most part until Daisuke felt the need to say, I still think you're full of it. Hakuo's a nice guy, he'd never do anything to hurt people!

Krad surprised Dark next, "Fine, since I feel the same way you do. I'll watch the kid through Satoshi, happy now, Dark?" He asked icily.

Dark nodded, "That's fine, now if you'll excuse me--" He made to jump and fly off back to Daisuke's home, but Krad stood in his way. Dark smirked, "I knew it wouldn't be that easy!" He said, no more truce meant an immediate fight.

Krad ignored Satoshi's protest and attacked Dark, chucking the feather he had been playing with at the phantom thief, slicing his cheek because Dark didn't move fast enough. The two clashed for a little while until Dark found another way to escape (much to Daisuke's relief) home.

xXx

Next week Emiko was ecstatic about a newer heist, to steal a painting called the Wayward Dream. Daisuke had seen a picture of this painting before, it was an odd one so he didn't see why Dark had to steal it but obeyed anyway and readied himself for the heist.

At the museum there was no sign of the commander again (Dark was always so enthusiastic about that) and thus they headed straight for the painting. It was heavily guarded, as was expected, and the flip of a light switch was all that was needed to confuse the hell out of the security guards. Dark snuck into the frenzied mass as they scrambled around for flashlights, stealing the painting and every time someone ran into him on accident he just disguised his voice to sound like a security guards so they thought he was one of them.

"This one was easy enough." He said to Daisuke, flying across the night sky (he couldn't let the crowd down, could he?) and stopping on a hidden roof to look at the painting. "You were right though, this thing is kind of odd." He turned the painting over in all directions but still couldn't find out what it was supposed to be or which way was up. He turned it over to see if it was labeled or something but found only a folded piece of paper taped to it. He arched an eye brow in curiosity, "Huh? A note?" Daisuke watched curiously from inside his head as Dark carefully peeled the note off of the painting and read it. It was typed, so it was impossible to see whose handwriting it was.

Dark;

I will say only one thing; meet me at the third warehouse on the outskirts of town or something dear to you will be lost forever. I suggest you heed my warning, Phantom Thief, the address of the warehouse is as follows;

4675 Waterfront Terrace

P.S. Come alone.