AH! New story for you all!

This is gonna be a series of related one shots. It's not necessarily a multi-chapter, although I suppose it could be seen that way. It doesn't really have a plot, so much as a few elements that tie it all in, namely the artifact that is introduced here, and a growing romance. Speaking of which...

DarkDai Yaoi/Shounen-ai Warning. DO NOT proceed if this is not your cup of tea.

Disclamer: D.N.Angel is SO not mine. There would be Yaoi if it was. Yukiru Sugisaki controls the romance.

Chapter One: Take A Picture

"Daisuke . . ."

The said boy opened his eyes, and attempted to take in his surroundings, attempting being the key word. He was surrounded by pure, never-ending darkness. Everywhere he looked was a continuing abyss.

"Daisuke . . . "

He quickly turned to what he thought was the source of the sound. As soon as he turned, Daisuke saw that the one calling him was his other half.

"Dark . . . ? Did you call me?"

No answer. Dark turned towards Daisuke and began to walk.

"Daisuke . . . " Dark walked closer. But, it seemed as though the closer he was, the more transparent his form looked.

"D-Dark? Dark?! DARK?!" Dark continued to move forward, and continued to disappear. Daisuke tried to run, but found that he was stuck in the same spot, unable to advance. He pushed his legs to work harder, to propel him forward. He extended his hands outward, to grab the Kaitou. But . . .

He was gone.

"DAISUKE! Wake up!"

"YAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Daisuke immediately shot into an upright position, and found his mother's eyes staring intently at him. "M-Mom? Wh-?"

"Calm down, sweety. You seemed to be having a nightmare." She smiled sweetly at him. When her eyes opened, her gaze shifted from Daisuke's eyes to what was hanging around his neck.

"Dark is at his job, right?" Emiko had a slightly confused, yet knowing, look on her face. She was already preparing to be unsure of the answer she knew she would receive.

Daisuke's eyes had followed Emiko's gaze, and had known what the question would be before it was asked. "Yes, he is, so don't worry. I was just too tired from preparing for the festival at school, so I decided to split up and stay home. Dark was okay with it, too."

She slowly nodded, and headed toward the door. She sighed. "I'm just still not used to the idea of you two being in separate bodies. It's so weird to know that you're here at home, and Dark's at a museum! OH! I need a picture of you two together. I can't believe I haven't gotten one yet! Let me know when he gets home so I can take a picture. Is that okay, Dai-chan?"

The red-head laughed at his mother's antics, and nodded. "Mm. I'll let you know."

"Thanks!" With that, Emiko left the room.

Daisuke fell back onto his bed and let out a sigh. He absent-mindedly played with the pendant around his neck. It was one half of a modified Yin-Yang. The colors were, ironically, red and black. Daisuke's was a red wing to represent Yang. There was, however, one black feather to represent Yin. The holder of the other half was Dark. His wing, of course, was black with one single red feather. The two pieces fit together to form the Yin-Yang shape. This whole piece belonged to another set in and of itself. When THOSE two came together, a traditional white and black Yin-Yang was formed. Which half–the black or white–to be used depended on which part of the soul was to be forced out. Daisuke and Dark owned the Yami Nijuu-Jinkaku, or Dark Split Personality. They suspected Satoshi held the Hikari Nijuu-Jinkaku, or Light Split Personality–but that's another story. A legend surrounds the two artifacts, but that whole story has yet to be found. Needless to say, Kousuke is working diligently to figure out exactly what that legend is.

Daisuke was ecstatic when the artifact was discovered. It meant more early nights and less stealing for the innocent red-head. What he DIDN'T expect was the feeling of emptiness that filled both his head and his heart. Well . . . almost emptiness. Something that had been discovered very quickly was that there was still a connection between the two halves, albeit a weak one. Strong emotions would be able to move through that connection, meaning that Daisuke would feel emotions that were exclusively Dark's, and vice versa. Daiki suspects that other sensations could travel through the bond as well, although Daisuke wasn't exactly ready to try that out.

Suddenly Daisuke smirked, and then quickly covered his mouth to avoid any laughter that could escape. Every night that he had stayed home during one of Dark's thefts meant a guaranteed emotional connection: Satisfaction. Every time a theft was executed without a hitch, Dark always experienced some sort of strong emotion. (Honestly, you would think he would be used to it by now.) This was the connection Daisuke was experiencing now. Note to self: get the emotional urges under control.

Daisuke turned over on his bed and proceeded to burry his head in his pillow. There was no need to look up when the window creaked open, for he was already aware of who it was. The one thing Daisuke didn't expect, however, was suddenly feeling extremely mischievous. This could not end well.

"Hello, Dai-chan" Dark smirked, and sat at the end of the bed. "How was your night?"

"Daaaark! Please don't do anything. I'm tired." Daisuke tried, to no avail, to burry his head further into his pillow.

Noticing the poor boy's efforts–and ready to take FULL advantage of him–Dark crawled up on the bed to lay beside Daisuke. "Aw, Daisuke! Is that how you treat your other half. You didn't spend any time with me today because you were 'too tired.' Honestly, you should respect me, and be thankful that someone like me would actually want to spend time with you. All the girls would be jealous."

"Sure, they would. But that's because they have delusions of you being a knight in shining armor." At this point, Daisuke sat up on the bed and looked at Dark, an incredulous look in his eyes. "If they knew what kind of person you really were, I honestly don't think they would be too jealous anymore."

"OI! What's that supposed to mean!"

"Exactly what it sounds like!"

"I am NOT perverted!"

"I never said that! You just stuck words in my mouth!"

"BUT YOU WERE THINKING IT!"

The two then glared daggers at each other, waiting for the other to give up. Total war would have broken out had Emiko not chosen that moment to barge in with a camera.

"Alright, you two! Time for the picture that was promised to me!" Her smile was flawless, yet her eyes were awfully fierce. They dared the Kaitou and Tamer to disagree.

"Eh? Picture?" Dark looked at Daisuke, who only laughed sheepishly.

"I, ah, promised her a picture when you got back." He looked at Dark hopefully, sending meaningful glances at his mother. "Besides . . . I want something to remember you by."

"Well, I don't see why not." Dark then proceeded to grab Daisuke by the waist and pull him into his lap. Interestingly enough, it was done with care, as though Dark had been handling a new born. Daisuke all but blushed, and Emiko looked slightly amused.

" . . . Did you have to do it that way, Dark?" Daisuke tried to calm whatever emotions decided to pop up, for fear that they would let themselves known to Dark.

"Aw, Dai-chan " He rested his chin on the smaller boy's head, and flashed one of his famous grins. "You're cute when you blush like that."

You have to give Daisuke some credit. He tried to look angry, he really did. But when you're stuck in Dark's lap and he's grinning at you, it's a bit hard to be angry.

"Don't 'Aw, Dai-chan' me! And stop teasing me!"

Emiko quietly observed the fiasco in front of her, and couldn't help but smile. Those two were just so cute when they argued like that! But she needed that picture, and needed it now. "Alright, you two. Look cute and smile!"

Dark wrapped his arm around Daisuke shoulders, and brought his head down to Daisuke's level, just off of his shoulder. Daisuke brought his left arm up to grasp Dark's, and the two put their right hands out in "peace" signs. Emiko all but giggled when she capture the moment on camera, and took a quick glance at the preview screen before turning the camera off.

"HEY! Don't we get to see the picture?" Both Dark and Daisuke inquired at the same time, making Emiko smile all the more.

"You will when I get it developed. Now, you two should be going to bed. It may be Sunday tomorrow, but it's still quite late. Goodnight!" She walked out the room, and shut the door, leaving the room in silence.

Daisuke fell back on his bed again, but this time Dark followed. "I really wanted to see how the picture turned out." Daisuke had one of his pouts on his face, and Dark smiled.

"Ah, well." He poked Daisuke on the nose, and grinned at the boy's reaction. "We'll get to see it tomorrow. SO! Let's go to bed. I'm kinda tired." Dark turned on his side, and promptly fell asleep.

It took Daisuke a whole five seconds to realize that he and Dark were still in two separate bodies. "Hey! Dark! We need to put the two pieces of the Yami Nijuu-Jinkaku back together! Daaaark!" Seeing that not even an explosion would wake him up, Daisuke gave up and fell to sleep beside Dark.

Emiko hummed to herself as she walked up the stairs to Daisuke's room. She smile widened as she took a second to look at the picture she had gotten developed earlier that morning. Those two really were a pair.

As she entered her son's room, she noticed three very peculiar things. The first was that Daisuke was not yet up, despite the fact that it was almost 11 am. The second was that Dark and Daisuke had not fused the Yami Nijuu-Jinkaku. That explained the first peculiar event: staying separated for long periods of time drained energy. The third was that Dark and Daisuke were sleeping in the same bed, almost cuddling each other. Daisuke's head was lying on Dark's chest, whose arm was covering Daisuke in a protective manner. Emiko giggled at the sight of the two boys. She would never get over just how cute the two of them were when they were around each other.

She put the picture–frame and all–on Daisuke's desk. It would be the first thing either of them saw when they woke. She slowly left the room, and shut the door.

Dark was the first to wake. Just as Emiko had suspected, the picture was the first item Dark saw when his eyes opened. He was just barely able to grab it, and smiled when he saw it up close. Daisuke woke up soon after, his eyes shielded from the light and his mouth shielded to hide a yawn. "Whatchya lookin' at?" he inquired sleepily

Dark's smile only widened. "It's the picture Emiko took of us. I already knew I was photogenic, but this picture only proves it even more, and I can tell you why."

"Why? Is your head tilted to one side so that you're hair falls into your eyes in a sexy, laid-back look?"

Dark could only stare at the red-head. " . . . What?"

"What?! You've used that description before." He looked at Dark as if daring to deny he had said anything like that. Which was something Dark couldn't deny. Dark knew that Daisuke had heard him say something similar every time his picture was in the newspaper.

The smile on the Kaitou's face grew warm, and he glanced back at the picture. "No," he said, and then looked back at Daisuke. Both were feeling emotions that neither was sure were theirs completely. With Dark's gaze on him, Daisuke could feel a beautiful red blush begin to appear on his cheeks.

"It's because you're in it with me."

Kayara Part One: Complete!

I thought about a points system, and this is what I got. Good suggestions and/or amazing reviews are worth 5 points.

I've also named this chapter after a song. 50 points if you guess the artist, and 10 if you guess the album. 100 points to those who can figure out the line that reflects a lyric in the song.

And finally, 200 points to those who can guess under what context Nijuu-Jinkaku is Split Personality. (Really not as hard as it sounds)

BETA-ed by my friend, Zi-kun. If he has a account, I'll let you know.