Slytherin – Fanatic 911: Howdy Y'all! Thank you for all waiting so patiently for Chapter Four of The Thief's Escape! I'm sooooo sorry I don't update it as often as I should, but I just never get round to writing it all that often, let alone typing it up….. And also, I'm so sorry for the short chapter, but hopefully the next chapter shall be longer! Oh well, Frizzle!

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Krad raced along the street, his black jacket flying out behind him. His heart was racing in time with his feet that were pounding along the cobbled street. He looked up to the rooftops and panicked. Dark was starting to get ahead. Krad didn't want to lose the bet, and if he was going to capture Dark, then he had only one option left. He felt his face heat up and knew it had nothing to with exhaustion.

Dark jumped off the roof and landed lightly on the ground in front of Krad. He glanced back at Krad, only to see the golden angel tackle him to the ground. Surprised, Dark started to struggle and accidentally kneed Krad's stomach. He took advantage of Krad's momentary weakness, and flipped them. A sigh and Dark remembered how they got there.

-Flashback-

Dark looked down at the crowd below and tried to spot the golden angel. He scanned the people, not one of them stood out to the thief. There was no golden hair or immaculate white coat. Frowning, Dark found it strange that Krad would give up on their bet that easily.

Dark landed on a window, unlocked that latch and climbed into the elaborate manor. He spied down to either end of the corridor. Seeing no one, he walked down to one of the doors and peered inside to the room. There it was, The Crystal Snake. It shimmered faintly in the moonlight from its case. He licked his lips and entered the room cautiously. He closed the door behind him and was about to walk forward when two black arms encircled his chest.

"I'm so glad you came, Dark," a deep voice said in his ear.

Dark froze and saw, out of the corner of is eye, a golden head laid itself on his shoulder. A blush crept its way up Dark's neck and he said nervously, "Kraddykins, for a minute I thought you weren't going to show."

A chuckle and Krad replied, "Wishful thinking."

Dark slipped out of Krad's grip and turned to face him. A gasp escaped his lips as he saw what Krad was wearing. Instead of being garbed in the usual white clothing, Krad was wearing black that seemed to blend into the shadows. Dark raised an eyebrow at the garb. It was made of finer material than Dark could ever afford.

A small smile made its way onto Krad's face and he murmured, "Like the new outfit, Dark?"

An angry red blush covered Dark's face and he scoffed, "You should stick to white. It makes it easier to spot you."

Dark then walked over to The Crystal Snake and opened the case. He carefully picked up the piece and examined it. It really was a beautiful artwork, and that made it stealing it all the more worth it.

"Now Dark," started Krad stepping forward, "Do you really want to do that?"

"Yes Krad," said Dark, "I do actually want to do this."

"Somehow, I think you're wrong…" Krad trailed off and walked over to the purple haired thief.

Dark faced Krad. The blonde angel seemed different than usual. He seemed more… Evil? Unforgiving? Sadistic? Either way, Dark did not want to anger Krad. He felt that if he did, he'd regret it.

Suddenly, Krad launched himself at Dark. The purple haired thief barely had time to dodge. Dark sprinted towards the exit, hoping to get away in time. He slid round the corner and ran down the hallway. Footsteps could be heard behind him and Dark knew that Krad was following him closely.

(Shit,) thought Dark, (Krad's really determined to catch me.)

"Daaark!" yelled Krad. "Get back here!"

"And why would I do that?" Dark yelled back.

"Because I want you to fuck my brains out!"

Dark skidded to a stop. What did Krad just say? He felt Krad slam into him and knock him to the ground. Krad pulled Dark's arms behind his back and leant down to whisper, "Just kidding."

Dark began struggling against Krad's hold immediately. He couldn't lose the bet. There was no way that he was going to become Krad's slave. Who knows what Krad would make him do? Suddenly an idea popped into Dark's mind.

"Wiz!" the thief called out. "Come!"

Krad froze. Whenever Dark called his familiar, Wiz, it always meant trouble for him.

A faint 'Kyu' could be heard before a small, fuzzy fluff ball was seen rushing towards the two. The fuzzy fluff ball started to attack Krad, making him let go of Dark. Dark took the opportunity to wriggle out from underneath Krad.

Standing up, Dark started to sprint away from where Krad was still being attacked by Wiz.

Dark ran to the nearest window, kicked it open and then jumped out; his wings snapping open just in time. The crowd below gasped then roared. Smirking, the thief flew with ease, not at all worried about Krad. He laughed, Krad was so funny sometimes.

"Dark!" yelled a voice behind Dark. "If you don't stop and get back here now, I'll cut off those wings off and burn them!"

Dark halted in mid air. That did not sound very appealing. The breath got knocked out of him when Krad rammed into him.

Krad's arms wrapped themselves around Dark's waist. There would be no what he was going to let go. He was not going to lose the bet no matter what. He did not want to stop hunting Dark and he absolutely did not want Dark living in his house, even if it was for two weeks.

Dark started to struggle. Krad grabbed Dark's wings and started to pull on them. Pain shot through the wings, making Dark scream and kick backwards. His wings were sensitive to pain and pleasure.

Krad smirked. He had found Dark's weak spot and he planned on abusing it. He pulled again at the wings, smiling at the sound of Dark's tortured screams.

"Let's go someplace more private, Dark," Krad whispered before angling them down towards a deserted alley.

Dark tried to struggle but found Krad's grip too strong. He had no idea what the blonde was planning to do to him, and he didn't want to find out. Krad wasn't the scariest person Dark had ever met, but his threats weren't to be taken lightly.

They landed softly on the ground, Krad's wings flapping hard, trying to support both their weights. He tugged at the wings when Dark almost escaped. The thief looked back at the blonde, panting. A dull ache throbbed from his wings.

"Please," moaned Dark. "No more…"

Krad chuckled. Dark was begging for mercy. The thought brought a smile to his lips. He massaged the wings for a brief moment. The action resulted in a long moan from Dark. Another tug caused Dark to moan out Krad's name. The sound of Dark in pain made Krad happy. It was thrilling.

(I-I gotta get free or I'm gonna lose the bet,) thought Dark.

He stopped moving suddenly, making Krad slacken his grip. Taking this opportunity, Dark wriggled free and flew, with much difficulty, upwards. He landed on a roof and panted. Stupid Krad and his stupid sadism. There was no way that Dark was going to lose the bet. He would not become Krad's slave.

Dark withdrew his wings into his back and groaned. He glanced back down at Krad. The thief grinned at Krad and started running along the rooftops, shouting, "Catch me if you can!"

A vein throbbed in Krad's forehead. Once he saw Dark move forwards, he started running. His energy was nearly depleted and all he wanted was to collapse, but the one thought that made him keep going was the bet. He had been trying to capture Dark for years and when he finally did, the stupid purple haired thief escaped. For once, he just wanted to dominate Dark.

-End Flashback-

"Oi, bitchface!" yelled Krad, head butting Dark. He used the thief's momentary distraction to worm his way out and stand up.

Just as Dark was getting up, Krad put his boot on his back and pressed him back down. The blonde had him exactly where he wanted. That stupid thief couldn't get away from him now. He would win the bet and then Dark would be forced to stop stealing and become his slave. The thought sounded very appealing to the blonde.

"Dark," Krad said, examining the back of Dark's head. He cocked his head to the side and asked, "What should I get you to do first?"

Dark tried to glare at Krad and spat back, "Let me go."

"No." The answer was simple. Krad was not going to let Dark go. He wanted to win the bet and there was no way he was going to give up.

Dark looked around, desperate to escape. He spotted Krad's long hair and grinned. He grabbed the end of the ponytail and gave a hard tug. Dark rolled onto his back but didn't have a enough time to get up because Krad fell on top of him.

Krad tried to get up but was pulled back down again by Dark grasping his ponytail. He gazed into Dark's amethyst eyes, entranced by their beauty but was quickly pulled out of the trance when Dark muttered, so softly that he almost missed it, "I love you."

Krad's eyes widened in shock and Dark froze. There was a brief moment of silence but then Krad stood up quickly, tugging his hair out of Dark's loose grasp. He felt tears fill his eyes, but ignored them in favour of pulling out a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket. He looked sadly down at Dark for a moment before pulling him into a standing position and whispering into his ear, "I know for a fact that you don't mean that."

Krad slipped the cuffs around Dark's wrists before he could protest and led him away quietly.


Slytherin – Fanatic 911: THANK YOU all for reading this fantastic chapter and for PATIENTLY waiting for this story to be updated. I am so sorry to you all that I'm terrible at updating and you had to wait a WHOLE YEAR! I love you all but sadly, do not expect chapter five until next year. If I finish it sooner though, I will put it up!

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