Chapter 4: The Time Goes Flying By…
As soon as they got on the plane they noticed that they were surrounded by police, investigators, detectives, FBI agents, and CIA agents (Dark was good at picking out law enforcers, so was Daisuke. They had to be because the used to be thieves). Along with other American people coming back to the U.S. from their vacation. Since there were so many law enforcers, Dark couldn't un-dye his hair, or do anything stupid to give away that he was a thief. Since he had a bowl of "stupid" this morning, (he actually hadn't eaten in five days but anyway, back to the story…) he was taking out one of his old books from P.T.A. (phantom thief academy, he used to be a teacher there.) and started to read the 'foreign' section about American security systems. Daisuke immediately closed it in his face. Causing him to lose his place.
"Hey!" he said annoyed.
"you shouldn't read that right now." Daisuke said.
"and… your point?" Dark said while trying to find his place.
"you might seem suspicious." He said while noticing that a few FBI agents were listening.
"a-hheemmm…" he said trying to get it to 'click' in Dark's brain.
"wha? Oh. Right," he said putting away the book, "why didn't you just say so?"
"I did, baka, I did," he said, annoyed that Dark doesn't listen sometimes, "look, can you TRY to LISTEN? And maybe PAY ATTENTION? PLEASE?"
"why should I?"
"I'll PAY YOU," he said holding up ten dollars in American money, "ten bucks…"
"fine. I will. But give it to me now."
"no."
"please?"
"I've never heard you say that word before."
"look, just give it to me."
"as soon as we get to our new 'family'."
"ok. FINE. Maybe five dollars? I wanna buy some stuff to send With."
"fine. Five dollars. But only because it's for With." He said and gave it to Dark, then noticed that it was a ten dollar bill.
"hey. Uh. Dark? Can I have that back?"
"no. you gave t to me. So I get to keep it."
"no. you said five dollars."
"and……?"
"GIVIT!" Daisuke said grabbing it from Dark and accidentally tearing it in half.
"uh. Daisuke? Does this mean that I have five dollars, or is it useless now?" Dark asked, even though it was obvious.
"you don't know? You're such and idiot. Its useless. Duh!"
"oh. And Dark? Why do you get the window seat?"
"uh… isn't it obvious?"
"no. but the dollar thing was."
"tss. No it wasn't! anyway… I want to sit by the window so that I can always fly back by myself."
"oh. So you're a pilot sir? Or a pilot in training then?" a flight attendant asked.
"sort of. In a way. But I don't fly a plane or jet or anything. Those are too complicated."
"then what to you fly?"
"Something with wings, but that isn't technology."
"It sounds like something that phantom thief Dark would say. Heh…heh." She said getting a little nervous. She could see that his eyes were purple but she didn't say anything to draw attention to herself. Forty years ago, Phantom Dark took her aunt Rika out on a date, her mom was devastated. She told Miyuki (the flight attendant); to always stay away from him. ALWAYS.
"Y-y-you ha-ha-haven't seen him here have you?" she asked nervously.
"No. why?" Daisuke asked innocently (he was good at that), "but I heard that he was moving to America. Not that you should worry. I heard from my parents in Japan that the police and detectives were good in America."
"you did? Ok. you see I'm from Japan too. My sisters name was Rika. Well, I gotta go. Since you two have stopped talking."
"Daisuke, I think she was afraid of us. Just a little." Dark said, awkwardly.
"yah… yah, she was…" Daisuke said, "how much more do we have to wait to be in America?"
"uh… about…five minutes?" Dark said, still looking out of the window.
"how do you know?"
"because stupid, we're about to land."
"oh. OHH. I hate landing in planes! They make me feel like I'm gonna puke." Daisuke said, looking at Dark.
"well, don't look at me if your gonna vomit! I would like a clean white shirt for the day. Arigoto gozaimasu." He said, while looking Daisuke up and down.
After they landed Daisuke ran to the bathroom to puke. While Dark, introduced himself to the new family holding the sign in Japanese that had their names on it: 大輔 (Daisuke) 暗い(Dark).
"Hi, I'm Dark, and Daisuke would be here, if he wasn't in the bathroom right now."
"oh. Its nice to meet you, uh…" the mom said in a kind of confused way, since his name was a word in English.
"Dark."
"right, Dark. How are you?" the Dad asked.
"well I was fine. Until your youngest daughter started to hug me." Dark said looking down at a young girl in pig tails with blonde-ish hair.
"oh that's Tawnya, our youngest sister. I'm Konnani," said konnani, a girl who looked about twelve or so, with black hair down to below her shoulders she immediately pealed Tawnya off of Dark, "and this is Hio." She said, pointing to a girl who looked about fourteen, with brown hair over one eye. She was wearing all black.
"do you know why they call my sister Hio?" Tawnya asked.
"no. but I can guess." Dark said (hio, in Japanese means bad accent).
"its because at her school… well, more in her foreign language class, she had a bad Japanese accent." Tawnya said, in a very proud way.
"no I don't!" Hio said angrily.
"let's see it then." Dark said in an interested way.
"ok. what should I say, like good morning?"
"sure. I'll correct you if your wrong." He said that in a teacher-like way.
"I'll say it slowly, ohayo gozaimasu." She said it like 'oh-high-oh go-zae-masoo'
"that was horrible. It's pronounced: oh-hah-yo—go-zigh-mass-." Dark said, as slow as possible.
"oh. Hey! Who is that boy with the red hair that's sorta spiky like yours?" konnani asked.
"that's my brother, Daisuke. Oi! Daisuke-kun! Come here for a second." Dark said impatiently.
"ok. ok. I'm coming! Hi, I'm Niwa Daisuke." He forgot to put his first name first when introducing himself.
"Do you mean 'Daisuke Niwa'?" the mom asked.
"uh…oh…yah. Sorry I guess I didn't pay attention that much in English class. Sorry." Daisuke really did. But not in class that day.
"Don't worry about it." Mr. Tanaka (the dad) said.
"so. Come on, let's get our new family members home!" Mrs. Tanaka said.