CHAPTER VI

Saturday was a pretty nice day. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. The kids were having fun playing outdoors, laughing there and then as if they were the happiest creatures in this planet Earth.

Yeah right, if only he could ran a bus over those stupid happy creatures.

Krad stood in front of the Niwa mansion, honestly wondering how he'd gotten himself in a bloody situation like this. Okay, so he had lost his bet with Dark Mousy the phantom thief, had to obey that pervert's every order, and now he was going to learn how to be a good GIRL! HE, the demonic angel, the hunter of light, the soon-to-be ruler of the world, the…

I know who you are. Now ring the door bell.

Krad would have bursted in to tears right at that moment, if that hadn't been count as an uncharacteristic and pride-destructive job. No no no no, Kraddie-kins was an ego maniac for crying out loud… And that was precisely why our ego-maniac-for-crying-out-loud returned to his usual cold manner and pushed the tiny little button (which we call, the very doorbell) instead of crying out loud for real.

AHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHM!!

Sounded like an ox in rage. Now what was the definition of a doorbell again?

And they call my tamer creepy… Krad crossed his arms as he heard footsteps, before the door slammed open revealing a certain wing master.

"I'm coming! I'm com…" And he tripped.

The fallen angel glanced at the boy - now lying under his feet - with an I-don't-give-a-shit expression, completely ignoring Satoshi's yelling in his head for not helping his little-more-than-friend. Daisuke pushed himself off the ground, sheepishly scratching the back of his head.

"O… ohayo, Krad-san."

Krad just nodded. He didn't like the red head one bit, especially after what had happened the previous day. The mere thought of it made the hunter want to strangle the Niwa to death, but he restrained himself. Satoshi would never willingly give him control again if he laid a finger on the brat.

Where was that bastard of a thief?

"Dark's still asleep" Said Daisuke, as if reading his thought "I tried to wake him up but…"

"Well try again."

Daisuke nervously held the door for Krad to come in. He then came to contact with the dark angel in the corner of his mind.

Dark, wake up.

Nah… wanna sleep…

Krad's here.

Don't care…

Harada san's making you food.

Don… WHAT?

Dark's eyes shot open at once. His beautiful dream in which he was happily swimming in a sea of pancakes suddenly collapsed, replaced by the image of an EVIL girl trying to stuff suspiciously red and green food into his mouth. The thief sat up instantly, panted.

Green food…

So you finally wake up. Krad's here.

Green food…

Just kidding Dark. Get out!

Green food…

Daisuke slapped his forehead.

Dark… Harada-san's at the door.

I'M OUTTA HERE!!

Exactly. Get out. Now.

Krad cocked his head to the side when the Niwa's small figure grew taller, dark color slowly painted natural red hair. A frightened thief appeared a second later, casting his eyes frantically around the hall. Then he stopped at the blond.

"Hi Kraddie! Green food…"

The fallen angel raised an eyebrow. Green food? What kind of greeting was that?

"What about green food?"

"Nothing, nothing…" The thief smiled his most charming smile, glancing at the door once again "Oh! Emiko's waiting for us! This way!" He turned on his heel and walked to the kitchen.

You cheated me Dai-chan! Risa's not here!

The red head had no choice but to slap his already slapped forehead. Why in the world did he have to stuck with such an annoying alter-ego?

"Alright Krad-kun! Pick one!"

Emiko happily shoved several pieces of paper in Krad's face. The blond looked at her with confusion, not knowing whether he should do as instructed, or left his shoes behind and ran away. Calm down you, she's only human! Sure, aside from her obsession over pink bows and lipsticks, she was a normal woman… maybe.

He hesitantly reached out and picked a piece. Dark glanced over his shoulders, purple eyes narrowed. "Cooking? What the…"

"That's what we have for today! My favourite lesson!" Emiko clapped her hands together. Her eyes glinted. "And you know what?"

Krad took a step back. He knew that tone.

"Wh… what?"

Great. Now he was stuttering. Couldn't he be more pathetic? Getting scared all because of a woman… Stop it. You still have your pride to hold.

"Students have to wear uniforms!"

Throw pride to the trashcan. RUN!!

Too late.

Oh. my . god

I agree.

Dark's jaw practically dropped onto the floor. Krad had just walked out from the bathroom after a good period of fifteen minutes and no, he wasn't in a dress. He was in a freaking frilly pink apron with a white "Eat me!" written across. The fallen angel's hair was redone in a quite artistic way, and maybe Emiko had used some lipstick on him - since his lips seemed fuller. Krad looked indeed like a housewife… Hell of a sexy one.

God, even Daisuke was having some not-so-clean thoughts.

"Isn't he cute? Isn't he?"

Emiko excitedly shook Kousuke by the shirt collar, which made the poor man almost turned the color of the thief's hair. Daiki just stared. And stared. And stared. Where had the blond been all his life!? Okay ew… That was gross.

"Are you done looking?" Krad smacked the thief's head, blushing furiously "Can we just… start?"

Hell yes… We can start, but somewhere else… Dark continued his gaze at the blond, mentally kicking himself for thinking perverted thoughts over such innocent words. Now he was going to have problems with an incoming nosebleed… But he would not show it to the hunter. Dark Mousy was more professional than that.

"Krad?"

"What?" The angelic hunter snapped.

"Will you marry me?"

That caught Krad off guard. Golden eyes was getting to the size which even the biggest plate in the world would envy, and he stuttered, for the second time that day.

"I… I… I…" He heard Emiko gigling like a mad woman.

The thief blinked. The blond was actually embarrassed by it? One word: Cute as hell. Well that was more than one word… but he couldn't care less.

"Just kidding, Kraddie" Dark leant forward a little and whispered in the shotter man's ear "But you'll make a great wife nonetheless…"

Then he drew back to dodge an energy ball. He's cute even when he's angry… The black angel smirked.

Satoshi did his best to prevent himself from laughing his lung out. He didn't want Daisuke to see him in a freaking frilly pink apron. Not one bit.

First to tell, Krad was a genius. No, not anywhere near a hateful genius brat like his tamer, but still a genius. And geniuses were supposed to know everything.

So what the hell was that thing?

Krad watched the boiling green liquid in disgust. What more to say? Number one, it was his work. Number two, it was not edible. Number three, it was made to eat.

Stop looking at him like that, you. He was an artist for God's sake! And artists, no matter where they are, do. not. cook. The fact that Satoshi Hikari hardly ever touched any kind of food didn't help in this situation.

Isn't it…

Don't tell me.

… poisonous?

I told you not to tell me!

"I'm sorry Niwa-san, but I can't take this anymore." Really.

The brunette observered her temporary apprentice for a moment. Oh my… he seemed so depressed… poor boy… Must be because he thought he was being a burden… Have no fear Krad-chan, mama will help you! Aw… Emiko Niwa was indeed a sweet mother… Unfortunately she was reading things in a very wrong way.

The hunter almost shrieked when the kind woman suddenly hugged the daylight out of him. Tears comically swelled up in her eyes.

"No worries! I swear, you'll become a perfect girlfriend in no time!" The Niwa enthusiastically grabbed his hands "I'll go out for more foodstuff! Just try once again while waiting for me okay?"

With that she disappeared, leaving behind a speechless hunter. Like I'll ever want to become a girl… Krad sighed heavily. He popped his head out to make sure Dark had been kept away from the kitchen, then decided to try again for the thirteenth time.

Now Krad, look at the bright side.

What bright side?

When the thief tastes this, he's finished.

Told you to shut up didn't I?

No.

Then shut up.

"Ehm… Krad-san?"

The fallen angel practically jumped. He turned around and glared burning daggers covered in acid at the red head.

"What now Niwa?"

Daisuke gulped. The horrible mess in the kitchen and the green liquid kind of freaked him out, but he stepped in nonetheless. "Do you… need help?"

"No." Krad replied immediately, throwing him a black look "And tell the thief, if he's going to laugh his butt off, get out."

"Dark's not listening. He blocked himself out." The wing master explained "He said you didn't want him here, so it'd be rude to come in without your permission."

Surprised was a huge understatement. Dark said that? It was… nice… Krad shook his head. He didn't just think of the thief as a nice man.

"I was kinda worried, so I come here by myself" Now it was Daisuke's turn to be the object of his surprise. "Just… let me help you, okay?"

Golden orbs looked into ruby ones for a while. Then Krad nodded.

"Thank you, Niwa."

They stayed in accompaniable silence while Krad repeated the whole progress of his cooking/ making poison again, until the red head stopped him.

"A little more salt. And less that… Then you should add this…"

The hunter seemed amused when Daisuke went on and on about the art of spice-adding. He only opened his mouth after the thief-in-training had finished.

"You like cooking?"

"I just… know a little…" The small boy smiled, a shade of pink painted his cheek.

"I think you're even better than your mother."

"I'm flattered" The Niwa chuckled lightly "Neh Krad-san, can I ask you something?"

Krad cocked his head to a side and waited, but Daisuke didn't continue. Then he understood.

Satoshi-sama, turn away.

What?

We need some privacy.

The blunette raised an eyebrow, but didn't protest. For some reasons, he trusted his curse this time. The blunette retreated back to a corner of Krad's head. The blond tapped at the Niwa's shouldes, gesturing him to go on.

"Hi… Hiwatari-kun…"

"He what, Niwa?"

"Does he hate me?"

The hunter's eyes almost bugged out of their sockets. Why in the world did Daisuke think his host hated him? No, this wasn't Daisuke. This was an artwork trying to trick him then strangle him to death.

"You know… about yesterday… and today he doesn't show up… he doesn't want to meet me right?"

Krad rolled his eyes. Boys in love... The blond gently raised his hand and stroke the red head's hair, making the small boy look up at him in disbelief. No wonder… even he himself couldn't believe he was doing this.

"Satoshi-sama doesn't hate you, Niwa. For him, you're important."

"Really?" Ruby eyes brightened a little.

"Don't ask me. You're his best friend… maybe more."

The red head blinked. For a moment, Krad looked just as nice as his Hiwatari-kun.

"You're… not against that anymore?"

"Look, did I kill you during our talk?"

"Thank you Krad-san!"

The Niwa smiled brilliantly and suddenly hugged the fallen angel. Krad pushed him off.

"I'm not against it doesn't mean I approve it… yet. Can we get back to the main problem here?"

"Okay!"

And so the afternoon went on. Peacefully.

Krad was invited to stay for the night, since the following day was Sunday and there was no school for his host. The dinner turned out to be surprisingly alright, no death due to his horrid cooking skill, and Emiko kept babbling on and on about his fast improvement. The blond wasn't quite used to having meal with a whole family, both he and Satoshi didn't have one to start with. And Krad was not sociable type either. He felt a little awkward, so he excused himself and left the dining room, walking towards the guest room.

The fallen angel opened the door to the balcony, letting the wind brushing his silky golden hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the quiet atmosphere.

"Beautiful night, no?"

The blond didn't need to turn around to know who'd just spoken up.

"It was, until you came here and broke everything apart."

"That's mean, Kraddie-kins."

"Don't call me that."

Dark stepped out and stood next to the blond.

"It was good… ya know, the meal. Your cooking skill's improved a lot."

"I was hoping you'd die of food poisoning. Looks like my plan didn't work."

The purpled-haired man pouted. Krad chuckled softly. Dark suddenly felt his heart beating faster. The blond looked angelic in the moonlight... wait… he was an angel for that matter…

"You left the table so soon… Don't like having dinner with us?"

"No… I just…" The fallen angel hesitated, then he sighed "I'm not used to family things."

"Not used to? With Satoshi I can understand, but what about your previous hosts?"

"I was the Hikari's curse, don't you remember?" Krad laughed slightly, but bitterly. "All the hosts are the same. They hated me. The Hikaris is different from the Niwas, Dark. Just like we're different."

Amethyst eyes were filled with confusion. He wanted to say something, to comfort the blond at least, but the hunter didn't let him.

"I have always envied you, Mousy. Maybe that's why I tried to kill you all the time." Golden eyes was completely empty. "Because no matter how hard I tried, I…"

I was never loved.

Krad didn't know why he wanted to tell the thief all this. Maybe he was the one who was food-poisoned… Satoshi-sama was being strangely quiet. Damn.

Dark didn't know what to say, or what to do. He felt helpless. The blond looked so lonely and vulnerable… And the thief did the first thing that crossed his mind. He wrapped his arms around the angel's waist and held him closer.

"What…?"

"Shhhhhh" Dark buried his face in the crook of Krad's neck "You're comfy."

"Let me go!"

"Nah."

"LET ME GO YOU IDIOT!"

"Nuh uh."

The hunter finally gave up, mumbling. "Weird thief."

"Why thank you."

The blond leaned a little into the embrace. He felt safe with Dark here… Weird.

"Krad?" Dark called out when the slender body went limp in his arms "Krad? Hey! Don't you dare fall asleep on me, you…"

Really, how could anyone fall asleep on him, the great Dark Mousy, thief extraordinaire? Krad you idiot… The purple-haired man sighed, picking the hunter up bridal-style and brought him to the bed.

"Night, Kraddie."

Then he crawled under the cover and found his sleep beauty as well.

Hello again! Wow, sorry for being late, I was busy doing stuff with Kraddie... "Stop speaking as if we were making out you moron" "Well? It's not my fault you can't cook!" "Neither can you, dead rat!" "Leave my pen name out of this! And don't you dare use your energy ball at me you i..." (Drop dead).

Crimsonangelxoxo: We really suit each other you know… I don't like over-romantic stories either (grin). And Krad will be a perfect girlfriend… I hope.

Prince Raiden Ruler of thunder: Yay! Special thanks to you again! Any cookie left for me? I want cookies!(puppy eyes).

Stormshadow13: I definitely agree! Kraddie-kins is fun to mess with… especially when Dark's the one who messes with him (chuckle evilly).

Daisukeismyboyfriend: I know… You're Satoshi in disguise aren't you? 'Cause Daisuke's your boyfriend XD. Just kidding, heh heh… This chappie has no SatoDai, but the next chapter will, just wait okay? I'm glad you like this story!

Your corrupted angel: Why not?? Go on and draw the picture! And send me a copy please… I'd love to see my Kraddie with pink bow… XD

Super Goat Grl: This time I spelt right didn't I? Oh my God, I almost slammed my head on the door when I realised my mistake. Terribly terribly sorry! (cry) I'll never misspell your name again! Forgive me?

Suishou Haruka: I'm glad to hear you'll translate this fic soon. Oh, and I sent you a message in which I explain the 'nut house' word. But I'll explain here again in case you haven't received it: 'nut house' is the place where they sent people who're said to be… er… 'out of their mind' (I'm sorry) to. OK?

Satoshi Hiwatari: Yeah! I love Kraddie to! But he hates me T.T… And Dark tried to murder me when I first proposed to his blondie…