Angels Fall First

Chapter One: "An angel face smiles to me"

A/N: I doubt this will turn into anything. If it did it would be a bizarre Dark x Riku, Riku x Krad, Satoshi x Risa, Daisuke x Risa or POSSIBLY Satoshi x Riku. I just felt like playing with some ideas that were floating in my head and posting to see what you guys thought. At the risk of being murdered by the legions of Dariku and Satosa fans!

Disclaimer: I don't own D N Angel

A faint, cold wind blew past the curtains lining tall door-like windows to chill the skin of a sobbing girl at her sister's bedside. It was so quiet, it shouldn't be so quiet. So still that sound of the flapping fabric in the wind could almost drown out the girl's muffled cries. Twisting her fingers into the soft cotton sheets, she pulled the material down from the bed allowing it to pool around her frame. Curling up into the fetal position, she breathed in the familiar scent of the cloth- a scent like her own but yet uniquely her sister's.

The moonlight poured in through the open window as the wind became more harsh causing the wood panes to rattle in protest. As the silvery orb reached it's peak in the night sky the shadows of the room grew larger, looming over the distressed girl. Gazing up in horror she watched as a single white feather danced about the room, carried by the wind. With trembling hands she reached out to touch it, but it soared out reach and to the other side of the room. With a defeated cry she melted back into the bundle of sheets. "Riku..."

Heavy lids slowly rose, beneath them amber eyes searched their surroundings only to find the unwelcoming dark. Groaning, Riku Harada lifted her head only to be met by a sharp, pulsing pain. Supressing a cry, she lifted her hands to rub her temples in a soothing motion only to find them weighed down by iron shackles. The memories of the most recent events flooding back to her, she began to move her head frantically from side to side despite the ache. Straining her sight she was hoping to find something in her pitch black surroundings.

"Where am I?"she whispered to herself.

"That's not what's important," replied a low disembodied voice, "the important thing is how you're going get back."

Light suddenly showered over the room, Riku's eyes squinted up to adjust causing her head to throb more. Once her vision settled, she found herself in an empty room with stone floors and four smooth walls. It was the type of room a person could quickly go mad in. There were no windows, paintings or decorations of any kind- just solemn grey upon grey. Across from her was a thick, oak door and infront of it was a tall, slender man with large infolded white wings potruding from his back. His long blond tresses were pulled back into loss ponytail, but kept their silken glow in the dim lighting. Dressed in white robes with gold trim he could easily be mistaken for a passive angel, but the malevolent glint in those cat-like yellow eyes was enough to render him other wise.

"Who are you?" she spat, refusing to reveal her growing terror.

"That's not important either," he grinned viciously." The important thing is who you are."

His eyes surveyed her intensely as he slowly stalked across the room toward her, his heavy boots clapping against the stone. The girl felt herself begin to recoil in fear despite her efforts to appear strong. Somehow his eyes were telling her that it was no use, that they could see any display she tried to cast up. Riku felt her breath catch mid-throat as a gloved hand wrapped firmly around her chin.

"You, my dear," his voice hummed in her ears, " are the key to everything."

It started out as beautiful morning for Daisuke Niwa, with fair weather, a good breakfast and the anticipation of getting to school and working on a class project in which he was partenered with Riku Harada. But Daisuke felt the pit of his stomach slowly begin to rise up his chest as he approached the cluster of police vehicles lining Azumano Middle School. What if they found a clue about Dark and traced it back to me? In spite of his anxiety, Daisuke took a deep breath and ran a hand smoothly through his unruly crimson locks, and began to calmy pass through the campus. No reporters caming rush up, no one was shouting or pointing fingers- he was safe.

"Yo, Daisuke!"

"Oh, good morning Takeshi," Daisuke turned around and grinned at his approaching classmate.

"Isn't it exciting!" the young reporter beamed. "You never thought anything like this would happen in Azumano."

"Um, what happend exactly?" Daisuke scratched his head absentmindedly.

"What?" Takeshi nearly dropped his school brief case. "You mean you haven't heard about the abduction?"

"Abduction?" Daisuke lowered his hand, suddenly taking an interest.

"Yea last night someone kidnapped one of the Harada twins. The police are hear asking questions and looking for clues."

"Well who was it?" asked Daisuke eagerly, although he would have panicked either way.

"It was Riku," answered Takeshi, his voice taking a sadder tone. "Risa's not here today, she was too upset. People are saying she crazy because she claims an angel came and took Riku away in the middle of the night. Some are saying it was the legendary Phantom Thief Dark..."

Daisuke's abdomen was in knots once again. Inside he could feel Dark stir with worry, but at the moment there was nothing the pair could do but find Hiwatari. If his suspicions were correct then it was Krad who took Riku and the only one who could provide answers was his host, Satoshi. But just as Daisuke's luck would have it, Satoshi was also missing from school that day. Leaving the poor red-head with nothing to do but drown in worry and stair at three empty desk...

"What's going on?"

Riku's eyes drifted open from a restless sleep to stare up at a single caged light against a pale ceiling. Scaling down a bit her gaze rested on a familiar bespectacled, blue haired boy. His hands were busy at work above her, but his eyes were softer than she remembered. Seeing that she had awaken, Satoshi set aside the cloth that he had been using to clean the open gash on Riku's forehead. Stepping back a few steps he inspected her for futher injuries, but fortunately found none.

"Hiwatari-kun?"

"I'm going to get you out of here, Harada-san."

"How did I end up here?"

He immediately began to tend the shackles around her wrist, "I don't know what Krad's hoping to gain from all of this but-"

Before he had the chance finish turning the key in the lock an intense pain rippled through his body. His skin suddenly felt as if it had been set on fire and was about to shread like paper. Letting out a cry of agony, his body began to twist and contort in attempts to ease shift the fire from his flesh. Doubling over in pain, Satoshi peered up at Riku with piercing golden eyes.

"For some reason..." he groaned between heaving pants, "my DNA...is reacting to...you."