Grace of a Swan

Pairings: Same as before…wait…I think…this chapter shall hold the Dark x Krad!!!! *Evil Frenchman laugh* Yes!!! Sorry for making you all wait! But maybe it was worth it…you’ll just have to REVIEW and tell me, I suppose.

Author’s note: Thank-you to those who reviewed!! And to those of you who didn’t review…eh…my threats suck so I won’t even bother…

Disclaimer: Oh yes…of course I own D.N Angel…whatever could have made you think otherwise...FOOL! I do not own D.N angel. The hint was where I decided to write FAN- fiction about it.

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//So, he’s taken an interest in this one…poor kid.//
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“Dark? Dark, where are you!? You know what’s going on and I want answers!” Daisuke roamed about the castle in a hurried fashion.

//I’m not leaving until I find you, Dark. So you may as well just come out and face me.//

Daisuke glared at nothing in particular as he mentally berated Dark, the man who had single-handedly managed to turn his life inside-out over the course of one evening.
“Dark, come out! I have to know what is going on! What are you so afraid of?”

That question was all it took for Dark to materialize immediately, directly in front of Daisuke.

The red-head put his hands on his hips. “Dark, why won’t you tell me what is happening? Please, tell me!”

Dark just gazed right through Daisuke at an invisible source that had taken up residence behind the boy.

“Dark, I’m trying to ask you something! Dark? Why are you so silent…?”

Daisuke felt as if his insides had been coated in a biting frost. He had definitely felt the presence of someone behind him, had felt their breath skitter briefly across his neck, raising the hairs in a fearful instinct.

Daisuke took a deep breath. “Dark, the one who cut the chandelier, the person with white wings…is right behind me, isn’t he?”

Dark nodded in dread. “Daisuke…?” He began. “Meet Krad.”

Daisuke hardened his gaze and turned to face the one who was currently causing such turmoil.
He was immediately assaulted by a variety of emotion, washing over his senses like an obstinate wave, for as he stared into the face of the origins of a beautiful white feather, he could feel his heart pounding—threatening to break loose from its confines within his chest.

The man had pallid blue eyes, piercing like glaciers. A cascade of blonde fell down his shoulders and a fringe of it streamed down the center of his seemingly flawless visage.
Daisuke gasped inwardly. He thought he could only feel this way about Satoshi but now, as he met the eyes of this...creature…Daisuke knew that his heart had been torn and split between the two, leaving none of it left for him.

“You name is Krad? I’ve never heard of you. You are the one who let the chandelier drop aren’t you? Why did you do it?”

Krad blinked twice and smiled. “So many questions. Ah, well. I’ll answer them for you. Yes, my name is Krad. Not many have heard of me, I prefer it that way, thank-you. I am the one who cut the chandelier and I did it because I felt it would be best to forewarn of my presence.” Krad looked straight at Dark when he said the last part of his sentence. His eyes bore into his counter-part’s own. Daisuke noticed.

“You and Dark know each other. Why?”


Krad glanced back to Daisuke. Before returning his attentions to Dark but he answered nonetheless.

“Yes, you are correct, little prince. Dark and I know each other from a long way back, don’t we Dark?”

Daisuke turned to look at Dark. “Dark? I called you to ask you what was going on. I’m still waiting for the answer to that question.”

Dark sighed but then he smirked and looked Daisuke straight in the eyes, leaving no room for lies or misleading. Then he spoke.

“Daisuke, Krad and I have known each other for a very long time. Centuries actually. I am sure you’ve heard the tales told…of phantom thieves and fierce defenders?”

Daisuke nodded numbly as his suspicions were confirmed directly in front of him.

“Well, Krad is the defender…” He began, “And I am the thief…not what you were expecting?”

Daisuke smiled at Dark. “Actually, it was exactly what I was expecting.”

Dark raised one eyebrow. “Well, you may not look it…but you’re smarter than you receive credit for.”


Daisuke folded his arms across his chest. “Well, that’s an insulting compliment...” he grinned, “but I wouldn’t expect anything else from you and I’m glad.”


Krad sneered. “How touching…by the way, I ran into your little slave boy.”

Daisuke spun around to face the blonde.

“If you hurt him…” Daisuke spoke volumes with the words left unsaid.

“Oh, relax, little prince. I didn’t maim his physicality.”

Daisuke raised an eyebrow at this statement. //Maim his physicality? Then what did he maim!?//
The garnet-eyed boy glared at the blonde with a menacing light in his eyes although all he felt was concern.

“What did you do to Satoshi?”

Krad placed his hands on his hips. “Nothing really, I just gave him some things to think about.” The flaxen haired man gazed into Daisuke’s glaring fix.
//I can see the fear reflected in those crimson pools.//


Dark had remained fairly silent throughout the conversation but now, as he examined Daisuke’s stance and the light of something in the red haired boy’s eyes, he couldn’t keep his question to himself.

“Daisuke, you’re in love with that slave boy…aren’t you?”

To any who may have heard Dark speak, his voice would sound neutral.
To those who knew Dark extremely well, like Krad, the lavender eyed man’s voice contained an underlying current of unadulterated sorrow.

Daisuke’s face flushed slightly as he nodded. “Yes, I do.”
//And I always will. Although he’ll probably never know.//


Dark’s face was downcast and his eyes seemed to lose their light for a moment, almost as though someone had blew out the candle of warmth that had been held in them.
The violet-haired angel barely gave enough time for Daisuke to think before he disappeared out of a window with a resounding crash and the trace of a few obsidian feathers left as a confirmation of his presence.


Krad sighed, mentally and out loud. “I know where he is going, little prince. You may have done more damage than you currently realize.” And with that last cryptic remark, Krad flew out of the broken window after his ebony counter-part.


Daisuke ran towards the window and stared out of it with tears brimming in his eyes. He knew that he had somehow hurt Dark, but he couldn’t place just how. The other man was just too good at keeping his voice and expressions unrevealing and Daisuke’s heart had already begun to bleed for him.
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Krad’s eyes dimmed as he sped after Dark. //Great. He’s fallen in love with the prince and won’t even tell the boy. Why must he always set himself up for hurt? Why can’t he see that I love him? That I will always accept him and be around for him...//

Krad continued following Dark, wings fluttered with ease as they flew after the onyx enigma, only decreasing in speed once Krad saw him duck into a cavern that tapered over a river.

Krad knew this place. Deep in the woods just outside of Tetrieka village, there was a river. It hadn’t come to be named for few ever came by. The river was notorious for housing swans. Most of the swans were ebony in colour, as if mourning over something, so beautiful and tragic they were.
Towering over the river, on the bank just opposite of a cluster of trees, stood a cavern, the sides of the cavern seemed to be streaked with red. Krad knew why and so did Dark.
Krad always knew he could find the lavender eyed man in the cavern. Dark had almost been shot down in there before.
People try to destroy what they don’t understand and most couldn’t understand Dark.
An ambush had been issued upon Dark. At least fifty of the King’s man had been there, aiming to shoot and kill.
Krad could remember how there had been someone else watching from a little ways off. A woman, who had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time, was hit by some of the arrows. Shot dead, though not even a part of the battle. Few had even noticed her presence. Once the men had retreated after being unable to kill Dark, her body was just left there. Forgotten. Krad still wondered who that woman could have been. Her pale skin and pallid oceanic hair reminded him somewhat of the slave boy.
//I wonder…///

Krad shook his head, clearing his mind of the unwanted nostalgia. Now was the time to talk to Dark.

The ice-eyed man stepped into the cavern, not bothering to be quiet. He was aware that Dark already knew of his company.

He made his way to the back of the cavern, and stood over a seated Dark. The other man’s eyes looked empty yet they held such emotion. They weren’t red; crying was never Dark’s style. Dark did his crying on the inside.

Krad kneeled down beside Dark. He looked into the pools of lavender, which flickered sliver in the moon’s glow and he tentatively brushed his lips against Dark’s. They had kissed before. Once before. When Dark was heart broken it seemed like the best remedy. To remind him that someone loved him. Now though, it was different. Dark had felt a tremendous connection to Daisuke and Krad knew that the black winged angel would not give up so easily.


Dark met Krad’s lips with his own and Krad was surprised as he felt Dark’s arms on his, pinning them to the wall of the cavern.

“Mm, Dark, what are you doing?” Krad questioned, once his lips had been released.

Dark smirked as he looked into Krad’s eyes. “I’m having fun…are you?” Dark shoved his hips into the blonde’s and was rewarded with a low moan of bliss.

Krad wasn’t sure how he liked being on the bottom. He was used to being the one in control and having to be at Dark’s complete mercy was slightly unnerving.


Dark had already begun to strip himself of clothing and Krad watched as his rival’s clothing fell to the ground in a silky heap.
Then Dark lowered his body and slid Krad down until the other man was entirely trapped. Dark slipped one hand under Krad’s tunic and began to fondle to hardening flesh beneath it. Krad squirmed under the attention but was unable to become free from Dark’s hold.

“Nngh. Dark, how far are you planning on taking this?” Krad looked into the violet-haired man’s lavender eyes.

Dark smiled softly. “As far as you let it go because I really want to do this with you, but you know that I’m not going to rape you.”


Krad nodded up at Dark and he wondered if he should try to stop what was inevitable.
//Dark wouldn’t rape me…but he’d do enough to make sure that I wouldn’t protest in the first place…//

Dark seemed to be reading Krad’s mind as he smirked and rubbed against Krad harder, causing more of the sumptuous friction to send shivers throughout the ice-eyed man’s entire body.

“You may look fierce but you stand no chance against me, Krad.”

“That isn’t—oooh—true, Dark.” Krad stated in between gasps.

Dark sniffed. “Sure it isn’t. Now, allow me to take this stuff off of you. You look better without it anyways.” Dark stripped the blonde of his restrictions and tossed them a little ways away.

“Mm, that’s better.” The phantom thief purred.

Dark dipped his head down to admire his rival’s crotch.

It was going to be the first time Dark had genuinely had sex with someone and although he was a bit reluctant to admit it, he was glad that it was going to be with Krad.
Krad was someone familiar. Someone he knew well. Dark wasn’t sure he loved Krad, and Krad was aware of that as well as Dark was. They both needed each other in some way and Dark was grateful to the blonde for always being there for him.


Dark slowly plunged his face down to meet Krad’s erection. He inhaled in the almost intoxicating scent, one that was purely Krad.
Krad shifted and tried to reciprocate by at least stroking Dark in some way but the black-winged man wouldn’t let him, keeping the blonde’s arms pinned securely in place and holding him down with all of his weight.


Dark decided to move along with things as he dipped his head down to engulf Krad’s length with his mouth entirely, causing the other man to cry out and buck his hips up, helplessly.
Dark inwardly smirked.
//Easy to make you lose control, Krad, but I think I like it that way.//

Dark continued sucking on Krad’s erection, tracing patterns along the underside, driving the blonde insane as he was still unable to move.
Dark decided that it was time to end the job as he was hoping to move on to more exciting things. He flicked out the tip of his tongue to caress the slit of Krad’s cock. The blonde man gave a strangled cry as he came hard into Dark’s mouth.

The brunette felt the hot seed spill across his tongue and he let most of it slide back out and into his open palms.
//I don’t plan on taking him dry.// Dark though as he gently released his hold on Krad and flipped the heavily panting man onto his back.

Taking a fair amount of the semen in his hand, Dark began to prepare Krad’s opening. He slid a finger in which resulted in a sharp intake of breath from the latter.

Krad told himself to relax. //Does Dark know that he’s my first as I am to be his?//

Dark placed a hand on Krad’s chin and tipped his own face to meet Krad’s.

“I won’t hurt you.”

Those four words were all the verification Krad needed and he immediately settled down and comfortably braced himself for the second finger to enter him.

Dark slipped a second finger into Krad’s impossibly tight anus and made a scissoring motion with the two fingers, stretching Krad’s hole for something much larger.
Krad had begun to relax enough for Dark to feel his ring unclench and stretch fittingly.

With the remainder of the seed he held, Dark prepared his own erection and placed it carefully at Krad’s entrance.
He nipped at Krad’s ear affectionately.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

There was no hesitation in Krad’s voice, only need and an almost inaudible undercurrent of love.

Dark pushed in, he was careful to make it slow because as much of a pain as Krad could be, Dark still didn’t want to hurt the blonde. But when Krad shoved his hips up, causing Dark to plunge all the way into the welcoming heat, Dark began to move a bit faster.
He shifted inside of Krad, searching for the spot that would make Krad see stars. He knew he had found it when the blonde man cried out and arched his back wildly.

“Uhng, please Dark.”

The phantom thief lost his control at those words. He pulled out only to plunge back in with a pleasured fervour. Krad didn’t mind in the least.

“Aah! Dark!”

Dark issued some laboured breaths. “Oh, you’re so tight. Mmgh, Krad.”

Krad tilted his face back and crashed his lips into Dark’s, licking at the violet-haired man’s bottom lip, pleading for entrance—which Dark granted.
The two set up a fast rhythm, thrusting and arching whilst caressing each other’s tongue’s in a heated war of passion.
It wasn’t long before both succumbed to the warmth that had been accumulating inside of them. Krad was the first to come, crying out with Dark who followed shortly after.

“AAAH!!!”

“MMGH, KRAD!”

Dark collapsed on top of Krad, and they both just lay together savouring the moment and each other’s warmth.

“Krad?” Dark started, softly.

“Yes?”

“Thank-you.”

“Anytime, Dark.”


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I’ll let you in on something…*Lowers voice* I’ve never written or read Dark x Krad before!!! Why? My favourite paring is Daisuke x Satoshi. I wanted to try writing a bunch of parings but I never actually intended to make this scene. Weeellll, tell me I did well!!! Or bad, whatever. Tell me how I did!!! REVIEW!!!!