I don't own D N Angel, but Oh do I WISH!

Anyway, thanks for the reviews everyone! I am glad to see that there are people reading my work again and me trying to actually write again. -; I know I have grammar trouble, but I am working on it. So please, be gentle with this chapter.

Anyway, here goes!

Chapter Two

Deal with the Devil?

Daisuke shielded his eyes as beams of sunlight shone through the snow that covered up his window, he turned slowly in his bed. He groaned softly as he felt his mind begin to wake up when his body wanted to sleep a few more hours more. The small redhead turned over in his bed a couple more times before sitting up and yawning. He heard his mothers footsteps in the hallway, stopping in front of his closed door.

"M-Momma? Is that you?" Daisuke called out, watching the door open softly and his mother's head popped through the opening with a big grin on her face.

"Good Morning Daisuke!" she said happily, slowly pushing the door open more. She carried a tray of what looked like a small bowl of soup and a glass of juice. "I brought you something to eat this morning."

Daisuke groaned softly. "Momma, I-I can get up on m-my own. I got down to the kitchen last night." he whined softly, putting his hands in his lap.

"I know, sweetheart. But I want to make sure you had something hearty to eat early to really boost your energy." she said, placing the tray in front of him, steam from the soup wafting in the cold air. "Then you can get up and walk around as much as you want around your room when you feel up to it."

Daisuke put on a smile, looking at the watery soup. "Thanks Momma," he said, beginning to eat quietly. 'There's not much left...she hasn't been able to get to the store without leaving me alone.'

His mother ruffled his spiky locks, smiling as she watched her son eat. 'It's good that he can get up and move around now...but he needs his rest.' she giggled happily as she kissed his cheek. "Finish your meal and stay in bed. I will be downstairs cleaning out the front pathway. I think we're snowed in until someone comes with a truck."

"Okay Momma!" Daisuke said cheerfully, continuing to eat. 'The soup...it's mostly broth. Oh Momma, I am sorry for being so sick.' He tried his best to keep a happy demeanor while his mother was leaving, trying to be strong for her as best as he could. His smile dropped as he heard the door shut, quietly finishing the rest of his meal.

He pushed the tray to the edge of the bed and sat there in silence, feeling the soup warm him up inside to keep the cold away for a few moments. The boy looked around, seeing only what he could with the beams of light piercing through the snow of his window. There wasn't much to be said about his room; only that there was a small chest in the corner and a small closet to hold what little he had. Although, he didn't mind it much that they were poor, as long as he had his mother he was fine. The only downside was that he was slowly becoming ill and had to be shut inside, until he was able enough to return.

'I wonder if Miss Takako will call Momma about my homework.' Daisuke thought, sighing softly. 'I miss school so much.'

Daisuke did indeed go to school, but thanks to him being sick and weak he would collapse halfway through the day and be sent home. The school district thought it would be best for Daisuke to stay home until he was well enough to return. He felt bad because he would miss his teacher because she was always very nice to him, which made the others in his class have a vendetta against the child, even though he was smaller and weaker.

"I have to be strong for Momma. I can get better. Then I can help Momma." he said, bawling his small hands and curled up underneath his sheets, coughing a little. "Daisuke will get better for Momma."

Another fury of sneezing and coughing went through the redhead, weakening the child further. Daisuke felt tired as he rolled over slowly, spotting the feather his mother had brought him the night before. The boy smiled softly.

"Momma may say that I am her angel, but I know that I saw one last night. I know I did." he muttered, reaching out to touch the feather.

He felt something in the back of his mind made his hand stop, feeling weak as his hand dropped, missing the feather completely. "I can't reach it, I-I'm so sleepy." he said, letting out a wheezed yawn, his eyes now half-lidded.

As if in response, the feather began to radiate with a violet light, the light rising and almost reached out towards the boy. The child opened his eyes, noticing the aura and tried to move away from the feather to the other side of the bed.

A soft voice echoed through the room, which made the child whimper. "U-Uhn...h...hey...k-kid."

Daisuke's eyes went wide, staring at the feather. 'I-Is that thing alive??' "W-Who are you?? What are you? A-Are you an...a-angel?"

The voice chuckled through the feather, the aura faltering. "N...N-Not exactly." the voice muttered. "Although...I could've been one last night...if you hadn't have found me."

"M-Me?" the child whispered, his heart pounding in his chest.

The aura expanded and moved like smoke, lingering in the air and then moved towards Daisuke. The child moved an inch before letting out a wheeze, holding his chest, making the smoke reel back.

"Hey kid, take it easy." the voice said as the smoke moved away from the boy. "Didn't mean to scare you. Relax."

The wheezing was silent after Daisuke calmed down a little, his small body shaking like a leaf. "W-What do you w-want to do with me?"

"I need your help, kid."

Daisuke looked at the violet smoke, tilting his head. "M-My help?"

"Yes. I need a place to stay until I have enough energy to return to normal. I...had a little accident the other night and now I am stuck like this until further notice. You think you can hide me here for awhile kiddo?"

"U-Uhm...I-I dunno..." the child said, unable to think straight with some smoke talking to him. "W-We don't have much to give you and I don't know where Momma with think..."

The voice chuckled again. "You leave that to me. I can hide easily." a pale hand seem to appear through the smoke, reaching out to Daisuke. "All I need from you, is your hand."

Daisuke looked at his hand, his palm was sweaty and his hand was shaking. "W-What will that do?" he asked, moving his hand towards the one in the smoke, his heart pounding harder.

The floating hand took Daisuke's, the smoke and the hand disappearing from sight. The small boy could feel himself grow cold as he held his chest, groaning.

"Uhn...w-what...no..." Daisuke said as his head became heavy, his vision clouding over. The only thing he could make out was a pair of violet eyes in front of him in the darkness, watching him. "S-Stop..."

The voice hushed him, not echoing anymore as a dark figure walked into the light, lifting the frail child properly on the bed and pulled the bedsheets on top of the boy. Daisuke's eyes closed slowly as the figures glowing violet eyes looked down at the boy, a smile playing on his lips.

"It's alright little one." the dark figure said. "Your pain will be over soon." The figure picked up the feather, watching it disappear between his fingers.

"It's time that this little angel will grow some wings..."

.oFino.

CLIFFHANGER! Sorry to leave you all like this. But I don't want to spoil anything just yet. I hope you all like it.

-B452