30 smiles
Disclaimer: I don't own DN angel or any of its characters.
Just once, only once would Dark Mousy like to be given something original.
As he’s surrounded by many, many good looking girls, he hopes that one of them has an original gift for him. He later sees that they all give him the same things: roses or chocolates. Is he disappointed? Yes, yes he is.
Didn't these girls have a sense of creativity? He ran a hand through his purple hair and let out a fake smile.
“Thank you beautiful ladies, for the wonderful gifts!” He then masked a look of regret, “But, duty calls.” He closed his eyes and hears the cries of protest ringing throughout the night. “But Dark-san! You can’t leave yet! It’s only 6! You’re supposed to strike at 7!”
Dark hid a small smirk while he replies, “Ladies, I shouldn’t even be talking to you all for I don’t know if one of you would tell the police about me.” Another wave of protest met his ears. “We would never do that!”
He gave them all a wink and then took off to the air, much to the disappointment of the girls below.
As he flew towards the museum where he would steal an art piece, Dark thought,
He was getting tired of the same things over and over again. Daisuke’s room was full of the crappy things he had recieved every mission and Dark was sure that the redhead's closet would explode any day. Flirting with girls wasn’t the same anymore and it hurt to think that he would have to stop.
'Dark! Don't think about that now! We need to get the 'Peaceful Dragon'.'
'Geez, you're really annoying sometimes.'
He cleared his head of those thoughts since he was rudley interuppted. All he needed to do was sneak into the locked safe and take the piece. Dark had his plan all worked out. He would have With take the shape of the detective in charge after he knocked him out. Then With would ask that the safe be opened to see if the piece was still there and that’s when he would go in.
It was a clean and easy job. Dark neared a white balcony and landed. He leaned against the marble wall and waited for someone to check out the area.
***
“Nice job With.” “Puu!”
Dark landed on his feet from jumping off of the cliff that branched out from the museum. He recognized the area with the water fountain. It was surprising that he would always end up here after every single mission. What was more surprising was the fact that nobody noticed.
Dark petted the white bunny. “Go on home. I’ll come later.” The bunny tilted his head in a questioning way, “Puu?” Dark chuckled, “No, nothing’s wrong. I just want to take a short walk.” The bunny nodded happily and ran towards the direction of the Niwa residence.
'Dark? Why do you want to go for a walk?'
'Daisuke, I'm going to shut you out now.'
'Eh?'
Dark sighed and went over to a nearby bench. Having conversations with his other self was tiring at times since the 14 year old was very...curious. He sat and stretched himself out, it had been a long night but his mission was a success. He placed the 11 by 18 frame down on the ground. Small piece, yes but it was convenient for him. It was when he straightened himself out that he saw a package on the other side of the bench.
Curiosity took the better of him and he leaned over to grab it. His curiosity turned to surprise when he saw his name scribbled on a white card. He threw aside the card and tore the wrapping of the package apart. Inside was a bunch of greenish-brown spikes. Truly confused, he looked for the card that he had thrown.
After finding it, he tore that apart as well. Inside was a neatly written message:
You seemed bored of the usual gifts.
Dark smiled, so someone did know that he ended up here. He only knew one person that was bold enough to give him something like this…and he was grateful. He looked up at the visible white balcony behind him,
“Thank you…Riku.”
Just once, only once would Dark Mousy like to be given something original.
As he’s surrounded by many, many good looking girls, he hopes that one of them has an original gift for him. He later sees that they all give him the same things: roses or chocolates. Is he disappointed? Yes, yes he is.
Didn't these girls have a sense of creativity? He ran a hand through his purple hair and let out a fake smile.
“Thank you beautiful ladies, for the wonderful gifts!” He then masked a look of regret, “But, duty calls.” He closed his eyes and hears the cries of protest ringing throughout the night. “But Dark-san! You can’t leave yet! It’s only 6! You’re supposed to strike at 7!”
Dark hid a small smirk while he replies, “Ladies, I shouldn’t even be talking to you all for I don’t know if one of you would tell the police about me.” Another wave of protest met his ears. “We would never do that!”
He gave them all a wink and then took off to the air, much to the disappointment of the girls below.
As he flew towards the museum where he would steal an art piece, Dark thought,
He was getting tired of the same things over and over again. Daisuke’s room was full of the crappy things he had recieved every mission and Dark was sure that the redhead's closet would explode any day. Flirting with girls wasn’t the same anymore and it hurt to think that he would have to stop.
'Dark! Don't think about that now! We need to get the 'Peaceful Dragon'.'
'Geez, you're really annoying sometimes.'
He cleared his head of those thoughts since he was rudley interuppted. All he needed to do was sneak into the locked safe and take the piece. Dark had his plan all worked out. He would have With take the shape of the detective in charge after he knocked him out. Then With would ask that the safe be opened to see if the piece was still there and that’s when he would go in.
It was a clean and easy job. Dark neared a white balcony and landed. He leaned against the marble wall and waited for someone to check out the area.
***
“Nice job With.” “Puu!”
Dark landed on his feet from jumping off of the cliff that branched out from the museum. He recognized the area with the water fountain. It was surprising that he would always end up here after every single mission. What was more surprising was the fact that nobody noticed.
Dark petted the white bunny. “Go on home. I’ll come later.” The bunny tilted his head in a questioning way, “Puu?” Dark chuckled, “No, nothing’s wrong. I just want to take a short walk.” The bunny nodded happily and ran towards the direction of the Niwa residence.
'Dark? Why do you want to go for a walk?'
'Daisuke, I'm going to shut you out now.'
'Eh?'
Dark sighed and went over to a nearby bench. Having conversations with his other self was tiring at times since the 14 year old was very...curious. He sat and stretched himself out, it had been a long night but his mission was a success. He placed the 11 by 18 frame down on the ground. Small piece, yes but it was convenient for him. It was when he straightened himself out that he saw a package on the other side of the bench.
Curiosity took the better of him and he leaned over to grab it. His curiosity turned to surprise when he saw his name scribbled on a white card. He threw aside the card and tore the wrapping of the package apart. Inside was a bunch of greenish-brown spikes. Truly confused, he looked for the card that he had thrown.
After finding it, he tore that apart as well. Inside was a neatly written message:
You seemed bored of the usual gifts.
Dark smiled, so someone did know that he ended up here. He only knew one person that was bold enough to give him something like this…and he was grateful. He looked up at the visible white balcony behind him,
“Thank you…Riku.”