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Azumano Police department was a very bad place to be. Especially when a thief like dark was loose. All through the day, people were brought in, interrogated, and let go. Every time another person was let go, Chief Sahara swore another strand of his hair turned gray.

" and things would go so much smoother if that freaky little punk would just show us this supposed research!" he would yell to no one in particular often. In his mind, placing a child above a man was the biggest insult on a mans pride you could pull in the workplace. Not only was it a kid, but it was a creepy one. The epitome of cold. He often heard the joke circling the office about how he was so cold his hair turned blue. Sahara preferred the slightly childish thought of him just being some smug little punk trying to be the center of attention.

As Sahara muttered darkly over the new set of paperwork he was given, said " punk" sat quietly in his own office, his cold calculating gaze running over the thin police report of a recently raided household. The pictures of the family were spread out over his neat, spec free desk. The pictures showed an older woman, probably in her late twenties, an elderly man, a high strung made probably no older than 19, and…

" Daisuke Niwa…" his eyes flitted to the magnified image of a smaller red haired boy, with eyes like rubies. He was looking to his side, the picture zoomed in on his innocently gazing face. Heart shaped and pale, though not so much as himself. Satoshi slowly put the file down, opting instead to hold up the picture of his classmate. The report was useless. Nothing was found in the house, not a single suspicious thing. The family had been irritated, rightly so from the intrusion, but were not outright protesting. The only thing odd, was the bugs that he knew Sahara had dropped all over the house had mysteriously malfunctioned, making the surveillance van virtually useless. The police had brushed it off as faulty wiring, but Satoshi had a habit of trailing a lead until there was nothing left to trail, following every frayed edge to wherever it may lead. Besides, something about this small boy was… different. Something told him this investigation required much more attention than anyone had given it. He placed the photo and his glasses back on his deck, leaning back in his chair and threading his fingers behind his head, closing his sapphire eyes.

The silence in the small office was deafening, the way Satoshi preferred his thinking time to be. He listened to the silence buzz in his ear as he thought of the best way to go about things, his body remaining motionless as he thought. He slowly opened his eyes, a small smirk gracing his usually blank features. He sat up, putting his glasses on and standing, walking to his blinds and peeking through. He pulled out his personal cell phone, dialing a familiar number. It rang twice before it was answered.

" Satoshi! To what do I owe the pleasure?" The smooth voice answered. Satoshi new it was a cover. The person was anything but smooth. Quite unstable, actually.

" I need a favor." the other chuckled slowly.

" Always business with you."

" Will you do it or not?"

" Depends. What is it you want me to do?"

" I need you to gather everything you can on Daisuke Niwa." He could almost here the smirk on his face.

" That classmate of yours the picture I snapped resembled?"

"Yes."

" So your saying I was right?"

"…."

" Ha! I knew he was important when you told me about that conversation you over heard."

"... Indeed. Will you do it?"

" Since when have I ever refused you?"

" If anyone finds out what your doing, you can rot wherever you end up. Don't screw this up."

Beep.

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Krad smirked, hanging up the phone.

This was going to be fun.

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Daisuke had a very hard morning. Not only did the police raid his home, mess up his room, and send Emiko and To-to into fits of paranoia, but now his mom wouldn't let him leave the house alone. He desperately wanted to go out, to get away from the tangible tension that hung in the air of his home. Of course, he also wanted to get away from his mother's insistent hints about one of his friends spilling. After a good hour of thought, he realized that it couldn't have been them. None of them knew it was him that had gotten close to dark, so none of them could have pinned it on him. Besides, none of them were spiteful enough to put him through this. Except maybe Risa, but her mind never stayed in one place long enough to pull together something that evil.

He sighed, rolling onto his side in his bed. He wasn't tired, just bored. It was making him irritable. He felt himself dozing, when he heard the front door open. He instinctually started listening to the muffled voices, pinpointing his mothers and To-to's, but he didn't recognize the other one. He sat up slowly, standing and stretching, while walking to his door. Before he could reach it, however, he heard the tell tale plowing footsteps of his dramatic mother stampeding up the steps. He wisely threw himself on his bed to avoid the oncoming damage to his door. As he knew she would, Emiko burst through the door, looking like she had just ran a marathon and won. Her eyes shimmered with barely contained excitement as she bounced on the spot, practically bursting. He did the first thing any son would do had they're mother presented them self like this:

He raised an eyebrow.

" Daisuke, how could you not tell me you had such a handsome friend?"

He raised the other eyebrow.

" "Handsome"?" he asked slowly, furrowing his eyebrows together. He didn't know anyone that would excite his mother like this.

" Well don't just sit there, come down and introduce us to your friend!" She pulled Daisuke out of his bed, practically running back down the steps. Daisuke followed behind her, albeit a bit more subdued, searching his mind for who it could be. He couldn't think of anyone truly handsome that he knew, but something in his mind told him he was forgetting something. Something very important.

He slowly trudged down the steps, turning to walk down the foyer. His mothers muffled " Company" voice, coated and sugar and cheerfulness could be heard in the company living room, the one they never used. To-to's bouncy voice could be heard as well, slightly louder than his mothers. He could hear it quite clearly from his position at the parlor's shut door. He leaned in, listening to the conversation.

" …and he fell right off the roof, hitting the bushes. The poor dear was scratched up real bad, but he was up about a day later, ready to try and get that Frisbee. He such a dear."

" How do you know Daisuke again, Koku-san?" Daisuke furrowed his brow. ' Koku…?'

" Well, I helped him out of a jam once." Daisuke felt a violent shudder. He knew that voice!

Daisuke burst through the door, pointing an accusing finger at the purple haired man sitting on the couch in front of his mother and To-To.

" YOU!"

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THE END!……………… Haha, kidding! Please don't hurt me.

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Emiko and To-to stared at Daisuke as though he had lost his mind, laughing uncomfortably.

" Daisuke, where are your manners?" Emiko scolded, offering an apologetic smile to Dark. He smiled back charmingly, earning a swoon from the drooling To-to.

" If you could excuse us for a minute, Emiko, would it be alright if I had a word with Daisuke in private?" Emiko giggled and blushed like a school girl, graciously agreeing.

" Of course! Come on To-to!" She grabbed the unresponsive To-to, dragging the drooling girl form from the room, giving Daisuke a warning look as she shut the door.

Silence.

……………..

……………… Daisuke fidgeted uncomfortably, looking at anything but the thief.

Dark smirked flirtatiously, a knowing look flashing across his eye's making, Daisuke blush.

" You didn't tell them." Daisuke shook his head, his voicing dieing a miserable death at the look Dark was giving him. He chuckled, making Daisuke grow more than a little uncomfortable. " Why not?" Momentarily forgetting his discomfort, Daisuke looked at him like he was crazy.

" I like my dignity, thank you. Plus, in case you haven't noticed, both my mom and To-to are fan girls of yours. They'd go nuts!" Daisuke walked over to the window restlessly, peaking through the curtains. He was trying to suppress the urge to call his mother back. He heard Dark laugh.

" I couldn't tell." The sarcasm was mixed with that charming tone he used on his mother. Daisuke was a little disturbed his shoulders lost some tension when he used it. " But, believe it or not, I didn't come so they could bask in my glory…" Daisuke did his best to ignore the prickling sensation along the back of his neck. He heard Dark stand coming to stand behind the now rigid Daisuke. " You see after that fiasco at the museum, I couldn't get my mind off of the cute little red head that had the mettle to keep up with me…" Dark leaned in, just as he had done on the roof of the museum, " So, I decided that I'd like see him again. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Every muscle in Daisuke body was strung taught, making it impossible to move his mouth to answer. He swallowed thickly, slowly turning to meet Dark's gaze, intent on setting the guy strait. This attention was getting to him.

" Look, I didn't chase you because I wanted to, I did it because-"

" Your friends dared you?"

" Yes, I- Wait, what?" Dark chuckled at the bewildered expression on Daisuke's face.

" You-" He pointed at Daisuke, " -were dared by you friends-" He pointed at the conveniently placed picture of his whole class and him on the end table next to them, " -to keep up with-" he leaned in his face level with Daisuke's and pointed at himself, "- me." Daisuke stared.

" How did you…?" Dark smirked, straitening back up to his full height and winking conspiratorially.

" Wouldn't you like to know." Daisuke felt a slight pang of annoyance, the comment striking the pent up frustration he didn't know he had from having his house torn apart. ' This guy nearly gets me killed, causes the cops to go ape, gets my house turned inside out, and then he just comes over for a freaking visit? What the hell!?'

" Well, you saw me, now leave." Daisuke snapped, crossing his arms over his chest in finality and ignoring the Minnie Emiko in his mind telling him his sudden anger was misplaced.

Dark was more than a little shocked. Why the sudden mood swing, never mind the fact that he had just been told to get out for the first time in his life. He looked carefully at the red head, noticing how his glaring eyes showed annoyance and frustration, his lips curved in a small pout.

" Why?" Dark said, genuine curiosity in his voice. Daisuke's glare intensified.

" Do you have any idea what happened before you showed up today?" Dark cocked his head to the side.

" I'll tell you what happened. Our house was raided by the cops. They were looking for you." Dark raised his eyebrows at him at that. That was definitely weird. The police had never come that close to him before. This was disturbing. It may not seem like anything important, but they had never ever made as much progress as to pin someone he had come into contact with. He furrowed his brow, placing a hand on his chin thoughtfully, turning away from the glaring boy to pace.

Daisuke stared at dark as he paced slowly around the room, noting the change in mood. ' Just like what you pulled…' Minnie Emiko whispered. Daisuke felt his anger slowly ebb away, replaced with guilt. He looked at the floor.

Dark snapped his fingers, braking the tense silence that had settled over the two.

" It's Satoshi!" He said to the air. Daisuke gave him a full-fledged 'wtf?' look. " It's got to be. No one at the police stations around here would have any idea how to track me." He chuckled darkly. " I guess skipping town couldn't shake a blue haired freak like that." Realization dawned across Daisuke's face.

" Hiwatari-san works for the police station?" Dark snapped his head to look at Daisuke as if he was seeing him for the first time.

" You know him?" Daisuke nodded slowly.

" Well, he's in my class. He doesn't talk very much, and he's never seen outside of school. I think I've had cleaning duty with him before…" Daisuke voice got quieter and quieter as Dark continued to stare at him with utter disbelief. Daisuke looked down, shuffling his feet.

" Well, I don't envy you. Take my advice and never get on his bad side. I wouldn't put getting you back when your using a walker past him." Darks' face suddenly broke into a grin, " So, where were we?" Daisuke stared at his smiling face, the word Bi-polar popping into his head. " Oh right! You wanted to know why I came over right? Well," Apparently, the fact that Daisuke had told him to take a hike had been logged away, " I know exactly how you can repay me. Plus, it will pull police attention away from you." That perked Daisuke's attention. " It's quite simple. All you have to do, is go on a date with me."

" Oh, I se- wha?"

" I saved you life, right? Plus, I gave you a picture of me. If you go on a date with me, the police will abandon you and try and go after the mysterious and handsome guy you were with, and you repay your debt. The police ditch you and the small trail that leads to me, and chase someone that doesn't exist. Everybody wins!" Daisuke felt his stomach drop horribly, feeling his breakfast give a nauseating lurch out of sheer nervousness. Dark had just asked him out. Not in a very conventional way, but if there was anything conventional about the Phantom Thief Dark, please, point it out.

" Um… I-I don't think…I mean, I'm not sure I could-" Daisuke desperately tried to get some semblance of a valid excuse out, ignoring the logic in his mind reminding him how well hurried excuses worked last time. Dark smirked.

" How about a ' Yes'?" Daisuke did not like the smirk dark was giving him, feeling the previously dropped annoyance welling up in him.

" How about ' No'." He said, looking at Dark with a steady gaze. Dark felt his jaw go slack. Shaking his head to regain his composure, Dark looked at Daisuke like he was the most amazing piece of artwork h had ever seen, before his face fell into an emotionless mask. He stood, threading his fingers together behind his head.

" I'll be seeing you." He walked to the hallway door, opening it, only to have Daiki, (grandpa)To-to and Emiko tumble into a small heap of skirt and limb at his feet, a glass clutched in each of their hands. The quickly righted themselves, murmuring excuses about just leaving and such, before they were silenced by Darks charming smile.

" Thank you so much, Emiko-chan for welcoming me into your home for a visit. I was just speaking Dai-chan here about my undying love for him." ' Oh dear god, he wouldn't.' Daisuke thought, a feeling of dreadful panic settling in the pit of his stomach. " Unfortunately, my love has gone unrequited." ' He would.' Darks eye's welled with (fake) tears, sniffling. " Daisuke has shatter my heart with his cold words!" Emiko and To-to stared at him with heartfelt sympathy, they're eyes glistening with tears at his act. Daiki just stared with a raised eyebrow.

" Oh you poor dear. What did Daisuke say to you?" Dark broke from his miserable sniffles to look at Emiko like she was an angel.

" He said he didn't date fags!" Dark burst into tears, the horror struck Daisuke staring at him with absolute loathing. Emiko and To-to held the (fake) despairing Dark, shushing him and sending malicious glares at Daisuke, who had yet to take his eyes off of Dark. It was only a moment later that the women were upon him, fury dancing in they're eyes.

" Daisuke…" his mother said in a low hiss, " I thought I raised you better!" She turned to Dark, " Don't you fret Koku-san. You'll have your date. I'm sure Daisuke will absolutely adore you once you go have some fun together, won't you, Daisuke?" Her glare left no room for argument, even though one had been building to monstrous proportions in his throat. His face had turned bright red from barely suppressed anger, his mind playing out the many ways to kill the phantom thief.

" Oh, I couldn't be such trouble Emiko-chan. I would rather Daisuke love me for me, instead of what his dear sister tells him to do." Emiko calked her head to the side.

" Didn't I tell you? I'm his mother." Dark's face broke into an image of surprise.

" But you look so young, I could have sworn you were eighteen, at the latest." Emiko giggled madly, blushing and thwacking Dark's shoulder, ushering him out of the room. She turned around to give Daisuke the " We'll discuss this later, young man." look, completely missing the smug smirk and wink Dark sent his way, before disappearing into the hallway with his mother.

Daiki stayed behind, watching the women and Dark leave.

" Well, you've got to hand it to him," Daisuke looked up at his grandfathers gently smiling face, " He sure knows how to play the game."

Daisuke nodded solemnly, wondering how he got stuck with a fan-girl as a mother.

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Right before Dark leaves

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Krad stared lazily at the decent sized home across from him. The windows were closed, the curtains pulled shut, not uncommon on rainy days such as this, but he was still a little irritated that no one had come from, or gone into the house the entire time he had been parked outside. According to the small amount of info he gathered, the family operated like anyone else. Mom ran the house, dad was off on business trip in Germany, outsourcing or something like that, Maid helped mom with the house and taking care of grandpa. The only one in the family that had anything odd about him was Daisuke, the Niwa's son. Just turned sixteen, flaming red hair, matching eyes, pale complexion, not dumb, but not a genius, not a teachers pet, but still a good kid. Average friends, average family, average everything! It was aggravating how normal this family was. The only reason Daisuke was odd was because of his appearance. Krad had to admit the little guy was cute, definitely molestable, but that was the only odd thing about him.

Krad gave an aggravated sigh, running his hand through his blonde hair. He was thoroughly sick of waiting. He started he car, shifting it into gear to o back to the high school. Maybe he could find something there.

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Daisuke wondered why god hated him so. He really didn't. His whole life had been ruined in a matter of days, and it was still getting worse.

After Dark had left, his mother and To-to had cornered him in his room, both of them reprimanding, scolding, and generally cursing his supposed behavior. Every time he tried to explain that he had not said such a terrible thing, his mother added another week to grounding he got, until it got to the point where she said she didn't want to here it, he was going a date with the guy next Sunday, and he was grounded until further notice.

Now wait- there's more!

As he was walking to school, he kept noticing a very creepy blonde guy following him with his car. It took cutting through fifteen yards and weaving through city alleys to shake the guy, only to be drug aside into behind the school bleachers, by his friends, and interrogated. After this bit of hell was over with, he announced that he hated everybody, and ditched school, opting instead to wander through his usual haunts to sort through his problems and maybe work out some bloodlust on an innocent tree somewhere.

Then; as he was walking down the sidewalk, 6 blocks from his destination no less, it began to pour. Not rain, not sprinkle, pour.

So, Daisuke sat at on the small bench outside his museum, soaking wet, ignoring everything but the absolute misery welling up inside his small form. He was done. No, he was beyond done. Done couldn't even see him, he was so far past it. He sniffed, trying to think of a dry place he could go to wait until school got out. At least then he could pretend he had went that day until someone called his mom.

It took him a moment to realize he wasn't being rained on anymore. He looked up hesitantly, his bangs impairing his vision slightly from their insistent drooping in his eyes. Satoshi stood silently in front of him, holding the big black umbrella in his hand over Daisuke's drenched and shivering for. Daisuke stared at him for a moment, not registering what exactly was happening.

" H-Hiwatari-san?" Satoshi's gaze remained even.

" Your going to catch your death out here. Come with me." Satoshi offered his hand to Daisuke, ignoring the slight apprehension in Daisuke's gaze. After a moment, Daisuke reached for Satoshi's. Satoshi's hand felt warm against his chilled one. Satoshi pulled him up, letting go and walking. Daisuke walked close next to him, trying to stay under the shield from the rain.

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Gamer: (suddenly regains life, scaring the hell out of Aaron) (gasp)Oh no, Satoshi has our little Dai-chan in his clutch's!!! Dark is a manipulating bastard! Krad is…Stalking. Well that's not new, but still! Lets see just what happens during this… "outing", shall we? (evil snickering). I hope you liked this chapter, cause the flame of Dai/Dark in my heart has been rekindled by all of you lovely people! Hopefully this will go as well as I planned. You know, now that I actually have a plan.

Aaron: I liked you better dead.

Gamer: Who said I wasn't:D