D. N. Angel Fan Fiction ❯ Resisting temptation ❯ Life In Hell ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By: Inusana

Chapter 2: Life in Hell

The tall, dark-haired male raised his arms high above his head stretching. He looked to be only 17 in age but was really a little of 400 years old. “You were right, Dai, it is the perfect night for a walk,” the male taunted, seemingly talking to himself.

“It's midnight! How can you wake me up for this? Answer me, Dark!” a whiny, somewhat sleepy voice rang inside the tall male, now known as Dark's, head.

Dark was busy thinking in the darkest chambers of his mind that he doubted even Daisuke knew about.

`How can he not know that I love him? Does he even imagine the torture I go through everyday knowing I can never touch him? No, of course not, he's too naïve for that…' Dark thought in his own private mind.

“DARK!!!” the voice came again. It didn't succeed in its mission from prying the thief from his chambers, though.

`Well…I'll have to find a distraction. Risa isn't proving a very good one anymore. Someone…new…a girl…but not all that innocent either…someone who can keep me occupied.' Dark thought.

SLAP!!!

That threw Dark out of his thoughts. He noticed that he had walked to just outside of the park. He must have been very occupied with his thoughts to walk this far.

“What was that?” Daisuke, the once whiny but now curious voice, asked.

Dark didn't answer. He was walking towards where he had heard the sound.

“Oof…” came a feminine voice from a nearby bush. “He has no right to hit a lady!” the voice exclaimed in outrage.

Dark heard the voice and he forced himself not to get his hopes up. The girl could be ugly for all he knew. Still he liked to think of himself as a gentleman…and any gentlemen would at least help her up.

He bent down by the bush and held out a hand. “Excuse me, miss, I couldn't help but hear you. Let me help you up,” Dark's voice held a charming tone.

A small hand with long fingers entered his outstretched hand. It looked almost like the hand of a child.

`Oh, shoot, it's a kid!' Dark thought, disappointed. He gently closed his hand around the girl's. He stood up, pulling her up with him.

“Whoa…” came Daisuke's voice. His voice held amazement.

A girl popped out of the bush. She had long curls of violet and black strands that were perfectly straight. Her eyes were like the violet of her hair. She had a baby face like Daisuke. Her body was anything like a child though.

Her clothes were little more then oversized rags. She wore what seemed to be a black dress. One strap fell off her shoulder and she was barefoot. The dress was ripped above the knees.

The way she looked gave her a look between “innocence” and “street urchin”.

“Thank you,” the girl said to Dark. “I'm Kitiara, Kit for short.” Her voice was melodious and sweet.

“Kiti, eh?” he ignored the names she had given him and he made a nickname for her. “I'm Dark,” he grinned.

“Oh a fellow thief! It's nice to meet my competition! I'm also known as Desert Rose,” the newly dawned Kiti said.

“I've hear of her! She's been all over the news. They say that she steals jewels but leaves calling cards on painting,” Daisuke said.

Dark just gave her a flirty grin. “Whoa indeed,” he replied to Daisuke's earlier `whoa'. “Looks like I hit the jackpot indeed…” he mumbled to himself.

Kiti smiled at the jackpot comment. She knew his reputation for being a lady's man.

She stepped closer to him still holding onto his hand. “Maybe more then you know,” she whispered.

`Just what I'm looking for,' Dark thought aloud to his blushing tamer.

“DARK! What about Miss Harada? She's gonna be heartbroken! You can't do that to Miss Harada!” Daisuke exclaimed to Dark.

Dark was looking at the new capturer of his attention. “How about a date tonight then?” he asked her.

Kiti felt something familiar about him, like she had known him before. The feeling went away when he mentioned date. “Meet me here at eight then,” she winked and walked away.

“What did you just do? You have a date with Miss Harada at eight too!” Daisuke groaned.

“It's midnight, I'll have all day to think about it,” Dark said as if he had no cares in the world.

He started the walk back to the house. When he reached the door he had come up with a plan.

“Wiz needs a bit of exercise…I'm sure Risa won't notice.” Dark said.

He changed back into the young redhead whose body he had borrowed.

Daisuke sighed. “I feel bad for Miss Harada…” he mumbled.

Authoress note: Woot! Finally got a chapter up! Don't worry about Dark and “Desert Rose” she's not the person he's gonna be paired up with in the end. Who will he really end up with? Read and review and wait and you'll eventually find out.

Sorry about the long break without updates. I had writer's block, like all great writers…and it wouldn't go away. But now…now I'm back and better then ever!!!

<(^.^<) Inusana (>^.^)>