D.N. Angel

Where wings of light and darkness,
can be spread up high.
The sky is filled with Angels,
two of a kind,
but different at heart.

Disclaimer: I do not own D.N. Angel nor any of its characters. If I did, Krad would belong to me. I do own the plot and Original Characters.

Rain poured down on my wings as I flown towards my home. My wings of white snow begun to feel heavy, as I was so tired. I glanced back and saw a pair of violet eyes glaring at me through the pouring rain. Those eyes only made me cling to the enchanted artwork in my arms. "Darcania! You idiot!" I heard that man call from behind me, but I ignored his calls and pressed on. Then an arrow shot passed me, I quickly stopped before it struck me. I looked to where it came from; it was the mother of Niwa Daisuke. I grimaced as second arrow struck my right wing from a separate place than in front of me. There was Niwa's father with a bow also. Pain in my heart grew slightly from the time I knew them, but I only pulled the arrow of my wing and flew high into the air, with Dark closer behind me. What made me into this person? No. Who. I did it all for him. Just him, no one else, I did it for Krad….

Chapter One: Meeting Upon The Wings Of Fate

My name is Darcania Kuragari, I came a long line of women thieves, that rivaled Dark the Phantom Thief. My mother was a fan of him, but never fully knew about him, until she met my late father's friend, Satoshi Hiwatari. My mother grew closer to him, a few years later; she married him, only to birth a baby girl. Satoshi-san is what I call him, even though my mother scolds me to call him my father. Satoshi-san doesn't seem to mind to much, but he seems to dislike me slightly, I knew why too. "Darcania!" I heard my mother call. I rushed down the luxurious stairs of our home in my high school uniform. First day of being class senior and I'm already late, all thanks to my dilly-dallying thoughts. My mother quickly ran her fingers through my long blond pony tail, "Why must you have this charm in your hair?" she said. I touched my sliver cross that hung happily, on my hair band, "It's for good luck, Mom." I said, peering over my shoulder to the middle aged woman. Her brown eyes look sincere, "Did you say good-bye to your father?" She asked, removing her hands from my hair.

My golden eyes narrowed at her words, with a snort, I flatly told her 'no'. She looked disgruntled by my response, "And why not? He is your father, Darcania." She said, before I could retort back, Satoshi-san walked down the stairs. "Must you force her to call me something I'm not to her? Satoshi-san is fine, Minda." He said, coming over to us. He handed off a brown leather bag to me, "Thought you may need this." He said. I bowed, "Thank you, Satoshi-san. I need to go now, before I'm late." I said and with a quick turn on my heel, I was out the door before my mother could say another word. "Wait up Darcania!" I heard a higher pitched voice. Out trotted my baby sister, Ainacrad, she rushed over towards me while I put my bag away in the storing compartment of my motorbike. "Can you give me a ride? I don't want to ride in that stuffy limo today." She asked. I sighed deeply, then handed off her my helmet, "Get on before Mom says anything." I said swinging my leg over. I picked the bike up, and then it started up, "Darcania! Ainacrad! Get off that horrid thing right now!" I heard our mother call from the door, I glanced back, waved goodbye to her, and drove off.

I know when I get home I wouldn't hear the end of it, but I guess that would mean me staying out late tonight, doesn't it? When we finally reached our school, Ainacrad hopped off. She tossed me back my helmet, "Thanks, sis. I was wondering. Why do you call Father by his first name?" She asked. Her wide blue eyes looked at me for an answer, I sighed, "It's complicated. Don't worry yourself over it. It's just you and I have different fathers and I was rather very close to mine than Mother. So, it's kind of irritating when she pressures me to call another man my father, who clearly is not." I said, while I gathered my things, and locking my bike down. She brushed back her long light blue hair, strangely as it seems, looking at her is like looking at Satoshi-san as a young girl. It's almost laughable how much they look alike, if she cut her hair and removed Satoshi's glasses, they could be mistaken as twins just about.

I walked towards the school with her, "Also, why do you wear the boy's uniform? Don't you like the girl's uniform?" She said as she twirled in front of me. I simply walked pasted her, "No. I only wear skirts when need to. Pants are easier to move in. Plus, this uniform is more becoming of me than that thing. But…." I said then behind me I heard some girls gasped. I turned to see some girls' eyes just stare at me. I scoffed, "Have mother pick you up tonight. I'm staying out late." I said then walked down the hallway. You would think that these girls would notice I was apart of the same sex as them. Bunch of idiot sheep, I say. "Hey Darcania!" I heard someone say from behind me. When I turned a pair of violet eyes where right in my face, which made me jump, "Damn it, Niwa. Must you do that everytime!" I snarled. "Oh come on, Darc." He said; my eyes narrowed sharply at the dubbed verison of my name. He knew it annoyed me to no end that he calls me that, he blinked, "Oh! Um! I mean, Darcania! Yeah! You didn't hear me call you anything but Darcania!" He said, quickly back tracking his words.

I only turned to go in our classroom, "Hey there, Darcania! Is my brother, Daisake, bugging you again?" Said a girl; with dark purple hair and eyes to match, much like her twin brother. "Much so, Mousy, get him off my back." I said, sitting down in the shared desk we had. Mousy Niwa and Daisake Niwa; children of Daisuke Niwa and Riku Harada, friends of our rather small family. Makes me gag really, I knew about their family from Satoshi's old research from when he was in school with Daisuke-san. Sadly, Satoshi told me one day when I was going through his papers again why he looks at me strangely. It was because of him. The man that drove him nearly killing himself, he would have if Daisuke Niwa didn't stop him. My acts to find out about Dark made me slightly closer with Satoshi because of it. That man. Satoshi told me his name was Krad and that was it. Nothing more than a name. Even though Satoshi says Krad made his life hell on earth, Krad should have at least been spoken of to someone than just giving a name. To me, it's worst to be forgotten than a horrid life that was spoken of.

Do I feel sorry for Krad? …No…It's not pity. I just…feel like he's been wronged because of it. Even if he did wrong things. "……..Dark?" Said Mousy. My thoughts were quickly pulled away, my eyes turned to Mousy, "I'm sorry. What were you saying, Mousy?" I asked, moving the long strand of blond hair slightly to the left, as it hung longer than my other bangs. "I said; there was a rumor that he was going to show up again to steal the 'Rosso Drago'. Can you believe that the Great Phantom Thief is back? I mean come one, how old is, Dark?" She said. I pondered, "Well, about forty years ago, Dark appeared, so he would be about forty something, but he appeared forty years earlier than that as I hear from a friend of the family. So he could be older than a hundred." I explained, thinking about it, "But there was more times than eighty years of Dark, of course he appeared forty before that and again." I said. Mousy blinked at me, "You must know a lot about Dark." She said. I shook my head, "Not really, just my mother's friends and their fandom." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.

I sighed, 'The Rosso Drago. The Red Dragon? Why would Dark want that old thing?' I thought. Time for me to do a little research on this thing called the Red Dragon.

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