Ha! Is this update fast enough? Warning, DaixKrad in there... Lol, I just realized I've done pretty much every pairing except for the one in the summary.

Daisuke shook Dark's sinewy shoulder, his ears quivering in concern, and then he leaned close to make sure he was still breathing.

Sure enough, a warm gust flitted across his face as he put it near Dark's nose and mouth and he sat back in relief. ~He's just asleep.~

He still felt funny about just leaving him on the floor, but he definitely wasn't strong enough to move him. "Um… Stay here." He ordered the unconscious Dark and shot upstairs, snatching up a pillow and blanket and tromping back down the stairs as fast as he could. Laying the blanket over him he then eased the pillow under Dark's head. Then a foreign buzz went up through his fingers and spread through his whole body as that silky hair ran over his hands. ~It's so soft…~

As he smiled he felt an ache in his head that had only happened once before and he scrambled to his feet, lips drawing away from his teeth.

He'd only ever felt it once before, when Krad had been using his magic- it was a tiny warning he'd never ignore again.

Somewhere close, magic was… His tail twitched and jerked- it wasn't being used, necessarily, but more like it was…growing.

He walked over to the front door, almost expecting his 'other' master to be standing on the other side. But when he stood here, the feeling almost disappeared.

Then he went to the counter and touched the sculpture itself, but there seemed to be no remnant magic within it- after all, he and… the 'other' him were where all the magic really was. He walked back to Dark and the headache returned, and as he crouched down next to the thief and finally touched his hand gently on the blanket where his tan back was he felt…magic. But Dark was human, or at least he'd never given any indication that he wasn't. And besides, magic really harmed humans.

~ What the heck is going on…?~ He took his hand away fearfully- was he going to be ok? It didn't look like he was in pain anymore, but this was just… impossible.

Maybe his sixth sense about magic was broken- yeah, that was probably it. That had to be it. Still he didn't want to leave Dark down here all by himself.

The little white rabbit on his shoulder 'kyuuu'ed in concern and he patted him on the head. "It's ok, Dark's just taking a nap." He didn't know what had happened between Dark and his other master, (he didn't like even thinking his name) but maybe just stealing the Kistune Yuusen had worn him out. After he had turned off all the lights in the house he fetched a blanket and pillow from the room Dark was letting him use and settled down on the foyer a few feet away from him, listening to Dark's slow breathing. The hair on his head and tail fluffed out happily-he liked that sound; he just wished that Dark could purr like he could, so he would know for sure he was ok. ~Oh well…~ He pulled the cherry red comforter over his ears and under his chin, and then closed his eyes. His hands recalled the memory of Dark's wonderfully soft locks and Daisuke hoped that maybe he could touch them again sometime…

Long golden locks brushed against his face as the being loomed over him clad only in his own bone-white skin, his thin hands gripping Daisuke's shoulders.

Daisuke winced and angrily tried to block the recollection but it replayed in his mind, triggered by that simple wanting to touch the thief's hair.

… It was the first time Daisuke had seen anyone naked other than himself and as his eyes roamed his cheeks flushed and Krad leaned down close to him, so close he could feel the warmth of his body, feel the tiny little points where his skin and the blonde's met and brushed together…But he wasn't sure of what was happening, where this was going, why…But it did feel sort of good… "Daisuke…"

He felt Krad's lips on his neck, his chin, soft little warm pecks that made his heart pound in his chest, and he shied away a little, brought up his comparatively tiny hands and laid them against the ivory chest, genuinely surprised to feel a heartbeat as real as his own there… "Krad, I-" His face came in again, and his lips and his smell and taste, lemony and bitter in his mouth. But there was sweetness to it too and Krad locked lips with him for a moment, nipping and biting very gently, then harsher and as Daisuke's bottom lip split he grinned, "Well, my little kitten, this is our first night in our new human bodies…Let's celebrate, shall we?" lapped up the blood and continued …

Daisuke scrunched up his eyes tighter in an effort to stop the memories, cursing the fact that he couldn't seem to forget him. Every time he tried to sleep… ~No, no, no…~ He thought fiercely but it didn't matter and they flooded over him in brief flashes-

… there was heat and the blankets tangled underneath them and sweat made them both slick…

…and at some point he realized he didn't want whatever this was but it was too late…

…he forgot exactly where the blonde's body ended and his began…his back arched and there was pain like he's never known before, instantaneous, and he screamed…just when he thought he would snap from the trembling he felt a kind of relief as something in Krad was released into him…

Daisuke sighed shakily now that the worst part of that memory was over and Wiz snuggled up underneath his chin, nuzzling into him softly.

… and when it was all over and Krad was asleep next to him, his arms possessively around the redhead, he pushed one arm off and scooted away, unable to stand his touch. He laid one palm gently down on his lower abdomen, low between his hips, and could still feel Krad's magic there, like tiny invisible fishes deep under his skin…

He realized that was probably the moment when he first suspected that that was, more or less, how baby humans were made. It wasn't like those were the kinds of questions he could ever ask Krad, but maybe Dark could… It wasn't like he was stupid or anything but he'd only been truly in this body for two months and most of that time he's spent virtually isolated in Krad's house. When he'd been a sculpture, he really had just been in a state of sleep with Krad, both of them curled up next to each other in perpetual darkness. And then Krad had come up with the idea of eating the other sculptures to gain their powers and own bodies, and because he didn't know any better he agreed… He had all sorts of questions too, and as he ran through the long list he drifted off to sleep… He was woken up about five hours later by Dark's sleepy voice, a bit throaty and gruff; "Hey, Dai…?" and he crawled out of his little ruby nest to him.

"Yeah, Dark?" The thief pulled down the black blanket that lay over his torso down to his waist and said with his eyes half open,

"Could you look at my back and make sure those scratches are not infected? It feels kind of hot…" Daisuke nodded and moved around to his back, turning on a lamp in the corner before examining Dark's body more closely. He was surprised at how muscular Dark's back was, like a bunch of entwined roots. Between his two shoulder blades and spine Daisuke noticed two blackish streaks about five inches long, fading out into his other muscles. "That's weird…" He cupped both of the marks gently on his fingers and felt that same magic, stronger this time an accompanied by Dark's heartbeat. "I can sense magic in you." The thief froze. "W-What?"

The redhead paused and thought carefully before continuing,

"You know. Like the other Hikari artworks. Only, it doesn't seem to be harming you… I mean does it hurt when I-"

He pushed down gently on the spot and felt a firm resistance just as Dark yelped "Ouch! Yeah …it hurts." and pulled away from him a little. "Sorry!"

Daisuke moved his hand away and laid his head down against Dark's warm smooth skin. "I'm sorry, I was just curious. It feels like….Well, never mind."

He closed his eyes briefly, soothed by the sound of his nice master's heart, and thought,

~ They remind me of… what are the called, the flying- oh yeah! Wings. Like the beginning of wings…~

Gasp!