Disclaimer: I don't own DNAngle got it… Good. This is my first DNAngel story so be nice please.

The Only Light I See Is You

A DNAngle story.

It was a dark and cold night as Nami, a silver haired teen, wondered the empty streets. A cold breeze brushed her cheek, as she pulled her only old, dirty jacket, that had pockets sowed with multiple colored threads with holes in a couple of places, closer to her face. With her hands in the pockets of her jeans, also with holes in then-knees and the shins, face tucked in her jacket walked off toward the empty market place.

As Nami entered, her foot steps echoed with each step, as she walked around aimlessly, though her luminous grey eyes would wonder to the passing stands, tempting her. But in vain Nami eventually stopped at a stand of apples, ready to use her talent.

"I guess it can't be helped." Nami sighed, with her strong but soft voice, as she pocketed two apples.

"What can't be helped?" asked a mischievous voice from behind her.

Nami quickly turned around to find a teenage boy, her age, with purple eyes, hair and wings. His cloths were black paints, and a shirt with no sleeves with white out linings. Nami immediately knew who he was. Dark the Phantom Thief. Slowly an annoyed smirk played its way onto Nami's lips.

"Why if it isn't the spontaneous Dark. And what is a notable thief doing here talking to a street kid." grunted Nami. Dark knew that this girl he just met was a little annoyed, but it was so much fun toying with girls.

"I needed some fresh air. And what so you have there?" Dark mischievously asked while he pointed at Nami's pocket.

"This," Nami said in her annoyed tone, as she brang out her apple from one of her dingy jacket pockets. "Is my dinner, and if you don't mind I would like to eat in peace."

With that Nami turned her back to dark, held the apple to her mouth, and closed her eyes to enjoy her dinner. As she was about to take a bite it was snatched away. Nami's eye's shot open to see Dark leaning against the stand holding the apple.

"So you really are a street kid," Dark stated.

Nami's eyes filled with anger.

"What is it to you?!" Nami spat, with every word dripping with anger like venom. Dark tossed the apple high into the air, and with cat like reflexes Nami pounced after the apple only to land in Darks arms bridle style.

"You're not that smart are you?" Dark stated more than asked. With that said Dark flew off in two beats of his wings, above the buildings.

"Put me down!" Nami argued, but Dark just kept flying with another beat of his wings.

Nami was about to argue some more when she saw something that almost broke her heart. In half a second Nami started to struggle.

"Stop, you're going to…" Dark yelled too late.

Nami managed to slip out of her jacket, revealing a gray T-shirt, and fell toward to the streets. Nami frantically looked for something to slow her fall, but it was too late. A loud crack erupted from her ankle and echoed against the walls of the buildings around her. She went down on one knee, with heavy breaths and fighting a scream, she stood and limped toward an alley, where a small boy backed into the dark.

"It's OK," Nami gasped against the pain, "I have something for you."

The boy then slowly and cautiously walked into the light. He looked about eleven or twelve. He had dark, messy brown hair. His clothes were the same as hers; old, dingy, and ripped in a couple places. Nami dug into her pocket and took out the apple. The boy's face lit up as his green eyes eyed it happily and hungrily. His hands opened wide and took the apple.

"Thank you miss," his innocent voice cooed.

Nami took a quick glance at the sky and expected Dark to be there, but he wasn't. Good, he's gone…for now anyway she thought as she turned to the boy in the dark alley.

"Hey kid, what's your name?" Nami asked.

"My name's Nari," he exclaimed as he took another bite of the apple.

That's a nice name Nami thought as she smiled.

"Hey Nari, do you have anywhere to stay?" she asked as she leaned against the left side of the alley while Nari finished the apple.

"No not really. My parents died in a car crash about two days ago. I was kind of scared so I took off," Nari said while looking at his feet.

Nami looked at Nari with her soft grey that were filled with kindness and understanding.

"Nari?" she said her voice questioning.

His blue eyes looked up at her.

"Would you like to live at the orphanage? I know it's a little tough, but it's better than here. They give you food and cloths and a place to sleep. Not to mention you get to meet kids like you. How about it?"

Nari snuffled twice and nodded head yes. After Nami had got Nari to the orphanage she started to walk to…well let's just say to a place that didn't stink like garbage. As Nami leaned on the wall of an alley a few blocks away from the orphanage she took deep, heavy breaths because of the pain shooting up her leg. At least I lost Dark she thought. But as Nami turned to walk…or…limp back to the street two hands grabbed her from behind. One hand covering her mouth so she wouldn't scream.

"Hello again," came Dark's voice form behind her.

He picked her up bridal style.

"What the heck are you doing?" she yelled.

"I'm taking you home with me," Dark exclaimed with a little hint of laughter.

Now Nami had a dangerous fire in her eyes.

"I'm nobody's dog," she hissed and started to struggle.

That's when her broken ankle made its self known; she let out a small scream of discomfort.

"Besides," Dark said, but not in his usual mischievous tone, but a kind, soft, loveable tone, "You won't get too far with that ankle."

Nami's face was turning a slight pink. She turned her face away.

After about an hour of flying Dark broke the silence.

"Why did you do that?" Dark asked.

"Do what?" asked Nami who had cuddled up in Dark's arm because she was cold.

"For that boy. Why?" Dark replied.

Nami drew closer to Dark for warmth.

"Because I know what it's like. I ran away when I was a kid but…nobody helped me. So I just lived on, kind of."

"Must have been hard," Dark stated, his purple eyes landing on a bunch of houses.

"No not really," she stated as she snuggled even closer to him, " I may not look like it Dark, but I can… take care of myself."

She yawned as she fell asleep in Dark's arms.

"Sure you can," he said as he landed on the roof of a house, "Sure you can."