Emiko was happy. Which usually meant any of several things: that she had a chance to dress her cute son up, that she had a chance to dress said cute son's sexy alter-ego up, that she was happy, or that Kosuke-san was coming back. For the moment, though, she was just happy that her husband was finally returning home after a month's absence. Being Emiko, she had of course planned a full-scale welcoming party, with all the members of the family present, the house freshly cleaned, and what amounted to a small banquet ready and laid out with loving care. For Emiko loved her husband, more than anyone else in the world, and she would do her best by him, no matter what. The preparations for the welcoming home party were ready. All that remained was for Kosuke to come home, which he would, in just a few seconds now. "Only a few moments now," She said to her son and her father, who were sitting down beside her on the sofa. Emiko waited. Five seconds. Four. Three. Two. One.. And the doorbell rang. "Kosuke-san!" Emiko squealed. She rushed as fast as she could to the door, noting absently as she went that the house seemed a bit warm, and that she /really/ should start thinking about getting someone to get it fitted with air-conditioners. Kosuke, for his part, found himself suddenly faced with an armful of very warm, very soft, and very /curvy/ legendary master thief. "Emiko?" There was a long pause. Dark freaked. Jiichan Daiki freaked. Kosuke blinked, then freaked. Daisuke passed out. --- He was floating in a mass of pink fluffy clouds. Daisuke felt as if he was being rocked to sleep in a cradle, by a gentle hand he knew instinctively to be his mother's. It was warm there, and so very comfortable. Daisuke wished he could stay there forever. But there was a voice calling him, telling him to wake up. Was it his mother? It was certainly very rare to hear such a note of urgency in her voice. Or such intensity. He opened his eyes and looked up at... Dark. Only it was a Dark he had never seen before, with nearly waist length hair and... Daisuke closed his eyes tightly. /Dark?! Is this one of your wierd mindscape things again?/ Silence in his mind. /Dark?!/ He opened his eyes, again, only to find that same Dark in his mother's clothes, waist-length hair and all. His father and his grandfather were sitting opposite them on the sofa, looking somewhat.. traumatised. "Dark?" He said. An equally traumatised Dark nodded. Daisuke opened his mouth, then shut it again. "I don't know how this happened." Kosuke said. "But it happened." He looked at Dark. "Somehow your mother.." His voice trailed off. "Somehow Emiko changed into me." Dark finished. His voice, although it still held that edge that made it uniquely /Dark/, was higher, and seemed somewhat quavery. "But.. I thought that only the males of the family were.. could change into Dark?" Daisuke found his voice. "It's never happened to me for as long as I've been around," Dark said. "I'm the legendary Kaitou Dark." He paused. "The legendary /male/ Kaitou Dark." "Do you know how wierd it is to have.." He trailed off. "We've got to find Riku. Now." --- Due to Dark's reluctance to have the older of the Harada twins and the object of his affections see him as he was, though, and also to the need to keep what had happened a secret from them, "now" turned out to be several hours well into nightfall, when the streets were dark and there was the least chance of them running into anyone at all. Daisuke was running slower than usual. They were going by foot to Riku's house, since there was only one With, and one pair of wings couldn't lift them all. He was also