Authors Note: Well it has been a rather unproductive few months that I have left everyone hanging (not really hanging and definitely not EVERYONE). I had a lot of school, started a new job and all that fun stuff. So of course now it is exam time and I am trying to study, and my story keeps nagging on my mind. So I go look for it and find that I already had 9/10ths of this chapter written and waiting to be posted. So without any further excuses and delays, here are... the warnings I have for this chapter...

Warnings- I completely set myself up last chapter to write a date. I had 2 options:

skip over it and say it was fun, or

fumble through it and have it sound horrible because even though I am a girl, I am more of a tomboy and have never actually dated anyone

So your main warning is TERRIBLY corny lines by both Dark and Rika, but I thought people would hate me less if I wrote it badly instead of not at all,

Disclaimer- Ummm... they own D.N. Angel... over there... points not me.

Page 7 Chapter of Moonlight (see even the title of this chapter is bad)

"Mom I'm going out

"Mom I'm going out. I'll be back later." I had finally got home from detention. Punishment had been cleaning the gum off the underside of every desk in the one wing of the school, and I had to write an apology for disrupting everyone and present it to the class on time in the morning. I had missed the train and had to run the entire way home on top of that. I had gotten home at six, thrown With onto my bed, had a shower, agonized over which clothes I should wear, then almost forgot my wallet on the way out the door.

"Where are you going Dark sweetie?"

"No where mom." Why did parents always have to ask that, they knew they weren't going to get an answer?

"Make sure that you bring her a present, and don't stay out too late. Be careful Dark!" she yelled out the door after me. That was another reason we never answered them; mothers always seemed to know.

It was quarter to seven now and I was going to be late for my first date with Rika… not good for a first impression. I decided to fly. It was getting a little darker out, and if I was careful, no one should notice me. I quickly checked the area around the side street I had ducked into and, making sure there was no one around, took off into the sky. I soared around a bit just to get my bearings, and then took off for the park as fast as I could fly. It was pretty deserted by now, all the little children having gone home, and their parents with them. Teenagers had their own idea of fun, and it didn't involve a slide and swing-set.

I saw her standing in the clearing wearing a beautiful white sweater with butterflies and a light blue skirt. She hadn't seen me yet so I silently dropped down behind her. Covering her eyes with my hands I said, "guess who," in a deep sing song voice.

"Daaark!" she whined swatting my hands away. "You were just waiting to do that weren't you." I guess that was the proper thing for a boyfriend to do as she smiled and started to giggle, it also nicely disguised the fact that I had been late to meet her. I must have been smiling like an idiot staring at the cute blush that had settled on her cheeks but I didn't care. "So Dante, what do you have planned for the rest of the night."

I had thought of that for a while and had come up blank. I had no idea what a girl would want to do, and was about to tell her that when my brain came up with something brilliant. "I thought that for tonight, we would allow the moon to guide us to your hearts desire." Her blush intensified and her smile outshone the stars. With all of the girl wooing one-liners I was coming up with lately I was beginning to think that I might actually have a future with woman after all. I smoothly linked our arms and whispered to her, "since your heart brought you to me first, lets see what other amazing secrets it holds."

"Dante Niwa, since when have you been such a sweet talker?" she joked. "Where were you hiding all this charm before I saw Dark?" A valid question because I had no clue where I was hiding it, but I seemed to be pulling it out of… somewhere that would be inappropriate to mention on a first date. I shrugged as I lead her inside her favorite Italian restaurant. I pulled out her seat as she sat down. "How did you know that this was my favorite place to go?" she asked smiling at me

Well could I tell her I had eavesdropped on here and Tamara talking about it in at her locker one day? "I told you, your heart rules tonight Rika, what it wants it shall have no matter what it is." That sounded very corny to me but she ate it up for some reason.

We ordered garlic toast and lasagna that was said to be the best in town. I couldn't help looking at the costs and wondering why I wasn't some other kind of thief.

"… and then I cut off my head."

"What?!"

"Oh so you were listening to me. Is there something bothering you Dante? I don't mind you phasing out on me, but if you had something to do tonight I don't want to bother you." Damn it, now Rika thought I was thinking about something more important than her.

"Just trying to read from your eyes where fate will lead us next," I said casually waving my garlic toast. Of course I had to wave it after I had dunked it in the leftover lasagna sauce, and a glob of it managed to land on my nose, slip off and stain my shirt. I was blushing like an idiot, and Rika was laughing again. As much as I enjoyed her laugh, I wished I didn't always seem the cause of it. "All right Rika, the angels voices carried in the sound of your laugh have told me exactly what you would like to do next.

"Dante… you know that you don't have to try so hard to be suave, just be yourself silly." Could she be any sweeter? I was the luckiest guy on the planet. But…

"There's one little problem with that Rika. I usually act like everyone else so I'm not suspicious, I never really have time to act like me except during work."

"Oh," she smiled, but it was different this time, like she felt sorry for me. I wasn't supposed to make her pity me on our first date! I had to put my second plan into motion.

"Rika are you done eating?" She replied with a nod, so I got up and helped her up like a gentleman and paid the bill. "Now we need to get to a little more secluded area for what we're going to do next," I said with a mischievous grin as we exited the restaurant.

"Mr. Niwa, what is it you have in mind?" I kept smiling as I lead her behind the restaurant.

"Here looks good…" I turned to her and couldn't resist myself. I kissed her perfect pink lips as I dropped my disguise completely. To my astonishment, she kissed me right back. We reluctantly pulled away, and she gasped as she noticed her feet were dangling about 10 feet above the restaurant roof.

"Dark! You might get caught," she half-heartedly reprimanded me for my foolishness.

"You know, I like it when you call me by my real name," I said while picking her up like a bride. "Where should we go next?" Yeah, that was as far as my plan went; do something incredibly stupid and romantic like fly with Rika in the middle of town, but forget to have a destination.

"How about you take me to the stars?" Damn it, she was going to make me think of something. She probably had no clue where she wanted to go either, but she sure did feel comfortable in my arms. Wait, I had an idea!

"My princess wants to go to the stars, then I shall surely be the one to take her," I said with what I hoped was a dashing smile on my face. I flew above the buildings, heading for the edge of town. This wasn't the most romantic spot around, but she had asked for stars. When the glow of the streetlights started fading I stopped, and giving a powerful flap of my wings, took us straight up. A few more flaps and we broke through the clouds revealing thousands of stars and a three quarter moon that turned the top of the clouds into a pure white dance floor.

"Oh my! Dark, this is beautiful!" she exclaimed as her eyes shone in the pale light.

"Not as beautiful as falling into your eyes." I was telling the truth but she looked skeptical. "Want to dance?" She nodded, and I held her so close I could smell her shampoo.

"Dark, you dance beautifully!" she smiled.

"You really think so?" I asked blushing. I could never dance on the ground; I kept tripping on my feet. She continued smiling and I twirled her outwards like they did on TV. Only we weren't on TV. If we were, then there would be no magical force called gravity to ruin a perfect moment. The second she stopped holding on to me, the cloud floor swallowed her up and I almost dropped her. As it was I fell several feet before my wings pulled us up from the fall. "I'm so sorry Rika," I started dejectedly. I had never been on a date before, but knew that dropping your date a few hundred feet to the ground was not a good way to end it.

I looked at her when a strange sound met my ears. She was laughing at me again! "You silly, that is the most fun I have had on a date in a long time!" She continued laughing as I lowered us back down to solid ground. I didn't think it was funny, but I was glad she was having a good time. We mutually decided to continue the rest of the date on the ground and we started walking together through the trees still outside of town so there was no need for me to change into Dante.

"Dark…" she started. Her voice was a little reluctant and serious which made me a little nervous. So far she had been pretty open with everything she wanted to say or ask me, it's just the kind of person she is. "Why do you steal things?" she continued.

I wasn't expecting that. No one ever wondered why, they just knew stealing was wrong and I should be punished for it. "That is a long story actually." Here I paused for a moment deciding whether or not to continue. This story was very old and had never been trusted to anyone outside the Niwa family. None of it had even come true till I was born so not all of it was even clear.

"It all started with a family a long time ago," she smiled pleased that I had actually decided on my own to continue. "They were a nice family that made art pieces, both for display and for people who asked privately. The artwork was amazing and sought after by many people because every time one of those people made a piece of art they put a little bit of themselves in it so it would never lose it's beauty or meaning," here I looked at her for emphasis. "The family did this using a very powerful magic that revolved around the makers feelings."

I had to stop again because here is where I was confused. I remembered what Krad had said, and it did seem to fill in the gaps from my families' story, but I was unsure how true his story had been. I decided to play it safe and be vague.

"After some time though, the paintings started getting more powerful. They filled with a dark power for some reason that my family has come to think may have been caused by the people who made the paintings. This power seems to be wild and unpredictable, sometimes being a gentle power but often causing harm to anyone near it. My family and I have the power to seal the magic trapped in the artwork and make it safe, but sometimes this involves a long ritual or even destroying it."

"Why not tell the police that then, I'm sure they would understand," Rika exclaimed.

"The story seems pretty far fetched to begin with, but there is another reason. The artwork is kind of addictive. It is like it lends certain things to the people who see it, and no one will part with it willingly. I have tried," I finished

"So you steal things to protect people like me?" she asked. I suddenly noticed how close she was to me.

"Yeh," I swallowed blushing quite a bit.

"That's so sweet," she smiled facing me on her tiptoes to be at eye level with me.

"You really think so?" I was smiling like an idiot again as our lips came closer together. She closed her eyes and I could feel her breath on my face. I moved forward for the kiss…

"Stop right there Kaito Dark!" came an annoyingly familiar voice made crackling and loud by some kind amplifier. "We have you completely surrounded," continued the police chief with the same spiel he always said. As he rambled on, I scooped Rika into my arms and took off into the air. I heard the gunshots, but didn't realize how much Rika's extra weight slowed me down till one hit me in the wing. I winced and realized for the first time how much danger I had put Rika in by transforming, even if we were away from the city. I had to get her out of there. I dropped one of my patented smoke bombs into the center of the police, covering my escape as I once more rose above the clouds.

I took Rika home in silence, frequently checking and doubling back to make sure that we were not being followed. We approached her house and I set her down on her balcony. "Sorry to have put you in so much danger Rika, I should have considered the risks before I attempted something like that. We also had to cut our date short, and I was looking forward to doing something else with you." I had more to say, but she cut me off.

"You should be sorry! You should watch out more if things get that dangerous. I don't want you getting hurt trying to protect me Dark. Next time, lets just go to a movie or something that won't get you shot." She was remarkable. I had put her in danger, almost got her killed twice that night, and she was only angry because I wasn't careful and might get caught.

"All women should be like you Rika," I said quietly as I kissed her on the forehead and then flew off. Maybe next time I would have enough balls to instigate a real kiss. Yeah! I definitely would. And I wouldn't hesitate… I was Kaito Dark after all, and I was not going to hit my head on that billboard… too late.

I was glad that my house wasn't too far away, even so my wing and head were killing me when I got there. Mom was going to think I was making getting shot a habit if I kept going like this.

Yeah it's a little short, and terribly corny in the mushy lines, but I have no experience at dating, especially not when young. Told you I am able to ruin every romantic moment in this story though :P Anyway, I didn't proof read this chapter well, so just leave me a note if you see anything appalling that I should change, or if you have some constructive criticism about this date (or some hints if I ever want to write about one again)

That's enough wordyness for me, I shall just get back to studying and might be able to work on the next chapter after the exam.