Random Pieces

Stolen Kiss

Summary: You hated me for what I stole from you. But when I steal another one of it, will you hate me even more? DaRiku fixed. Rated K. One-shot Romance

DISCLAIMER: DN Angel belong to Yukiru Sugisaki. This plot belongs to Winds of Change (fanfiction.net author). Sadly I don't own any of these. Only the will and effort of posting it here belongs to me.

Author's natterings: "Stolen Kiss" is one of the best DN Angel fanfiction I've read at Fanfiction.net. I just posted it here so that I can share this story to you, and so that I can do something to ease my boredom. The original tittle of this fic is 'Stolen Kisses' but I saw three different stories with the same title, so I renamed this story for distiction. Others are longer and I'm not yet in the mood to post them. Because for me, I like it better when I type it, not share the link. Anyways, have fun reading this because you likes, votes, and (+) comments are well appreciated. =D

STOLEN KISS

Dark's pov

Poor Daisuke, one look at Risa can trigger the DNA. Too bad for him, because he can't be around the one he loves before he turns into me, the one she loves.

Though, this is sick little love triangle is no longer a triangle, you see. I don't love Risa. There is just nothing about her that I really like. She's annoying, she turned down my host... and she's obsessed with me.

Yet, I have a decency to be in love with her sister, Riku. No matter how much she hates me, I still love her. Is that a crime? I guess it is true; I flirt with Risa because I want Riku to notice me.

Obviously it's not helping, but... I can't help wishing that Riku might love me too. I can understand why she hated me at first... I stole her first kiss. But you need to remember, that's my job. I am Phantom Thief Dark. I've been wandering all night, but I wanted to come here.

Actually, I'm sitting on the roof above her balcony now; she comes out here a lot. I usually just like to watch her... but I wish I could talk to her.

I just don't want to get slapped.

Riku's pov

If I hear the name Dark Mousy again, I think I'll scream. My sister is always 'Dark this and Dark that. Isn't he so mysterious and handsome?'

No, he's not! He's a pervert and a thief.

I touched my lips again. I hate him! But why do I get butterflies when I think about him? Why do I think about him around Daisuke? It's Daisuke I like, isn't he?

I sighed and leaned against the railing out on the balcony... it's so peaceful. Wait, now that I think about it... this is where I first met Dark, where he stole my first kiss. I don't think I ever told Risa about it; she'd probably hate me.

Well I wish it were her that he kissed anyway.

But it wasn't.

I guess... it was kind of neat thinking someone famous kissed me. I mean, Risa's popular and I've never been popular with boys like she is.

Mental slap, I don't like him!

Staring of the balcony, I feel so high like I can see everything. But I feel like I'm being watched.

Whatever it is, the sky is so pretty. I wonder how it feels to be able to fly up there, to feel like you can see more... more than any building can take you.

I hear someone behind me... is it Risa?

"Would you like to know how it feels to fly?"

Eyes wide. Could it be? That voice...