Light's POV

I was sitting in "my room", on my laptop, when Mark came in. "What do you need?" I asked Mark keeping my eyes glued on my laptop and not him. He rolled his eyes as he leaned against the door frame. "Can you get Dark? He's outside. Y/N said that he is knocked out unconscious and she can't bring him in." I focused on Mark and smiled. "Yeah, sure." Mark gave a little grin and walked away. I got up and went into Dark's room. I opened the window and jumped out. I let my wings come out. I started flapping rapidly until I came close to the ground. I slowed my pace and softly put my feet on the ground. The feeling of warm grass made me smile a little wider. (It was around noon time in Los Angeles.) I saw Dark lying on the ground about twenty feet in front of me.

 I sighed and made my way towards him. Once there, I crouched and touched his wing. My smile faded into a gasp and a worried expression left on my face. His wings. They were...torn. They looked as if someone cut them to torture Dark. I decided just to ask Y/N when I got back home. I picked him up and started running towards the apartment complex. Sooner or later, my wings started flapping rapidly and Dark and I started flying. I flew towards the window. When I was at the window, I placed my feet on the sill and gently placed Dark down in the room. I quickly put myself in the room with him. I ran into the living room to see Y/N just entering. "Y/N." I spoke softly as I came up to her. She looked up at me and smiled. "Hey, Light! Did you get Dark yet?" I shook my head as of saying "yes". "What happened to you and Dark?" I asked quickly. Y/N frowned and sighed. "Dark took me with him. We weren't going anywhere, he just wanted to show me what it was like to fly, I guess. But all of a sudden, he started screaming. Why? You may ask. Because there was a dagger in his wing. How? You also may ask. Wilford. That son of a bitch threw a dagger at him. We fell until we both hit the ground. He was unconscious, but I was still conscious. He didn't take me, though. But he explained something to me." She stopped there. 

I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. "What did he explain?" I asked. "Why. Why I am a sacrifice."She responded. I shook my head. "Ok. Anything else?" She shook her head as of saying "yes". "Yeah, one, he will kill me if I try to protect Dark. Two, we have to think of the best god damn plan ever made." I shook my head again and sighed. I then looked up at Y/N. "Protect Dark from what?" I asked a little worried. Y/N looked on the verge of tears. "He...wants to kill...him" I stared deep into her eyes as she looked at the ground and started crying softly. I lifted her chin up slowly. Her eyes met my eyes as I stroked away one of her tears. I slowly pulled her face towards mine and planted my lips on hers. I closed my eyes and gently kissed her. She soon did the same. After a while, we pulled away and I smiled. She smiled back. "I won't let him do that." I whispered. Mark then walked in. "Dark's awake. He wants you Y/N." He said as he walked up to us. She nodded her head and made her way to "my" room. Mark sighed and sat on the couch. "So, what did it feel like?" he asked as he looked at me. I sat down next to him, confused as hell. "W-what?" I stuttered looking at him. He chuckled, "I saw you two kiss. What did it feel like?" I shook my head and started chuckling too. "Amazing."

Y/N's POV

The kiss was amazing. It was so gentle and peaceful. It made me feel as if I didn't want it to end. It was just... incredible. Well, look at that. Another man who just HAD to enter my life. Another man that made my decision impossible. I shook away the thoughts as I entered the room that Dark was in. He was on the floor, sitting in an Indian like style, staring out of the window. You came into the room and sat down next to him. You slowly placed your head on his shoulder. But then you thought. His wings. You then looked behind you and in the direction of his back. You gasped as you saw them. The wing. It was...cut. How could a dagger do that?!?! "The dagger had some kind of power in it. It cut my wing more than I expected." He said still staring out of the window. He was right. There were several cuts in the middle of the wing.

 You bent forward and placed you hand softly on the wing. Dark flinched a little, but then calmed down. "Why don't we bandage it? It will help it heal." Dark shook his head as of saying "no". "There is nothing that you could do." He stopped and then continued. "We should worry more about the plan. I would rather worry about you then worry about my wing." You stared at him and shook your head as of saying "no". "Well, I rather worry about your wing than worry about me." You replied with a serious face. He looked at you and smiled. "Really? You love me that much that you would care about my wing more than you safety?" You started to blush. "Uh...I never said that." You muttered. He chuckled. "Yeah, your words kind of said that." You rolled your eyes and gave Dark a little punch in his arm. "Oh really? You want to go against my commands?" he said smirking. "How is that going against your commands?" you asked. "You hurt me." He responded. "Barely." You replied back. But then you smiled. "Ok, I could go for a punishment." Dark smiled back as he got up and lifted you up bridal style. He placed you on the bed. He then got on top of you, holding himself up with his arms right near your head. "Ready?" he asked. "Definitely." You responded as you smiled wider.

(Sorry for short chapter. :)