Author Notes:

Another story, I like to keep myself busy.

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I don't regret what I did that day, even if I did receive the ultimate punishment for it. She is so special to me; I couldn't let that sneaky girl capture her. I know God didn't approve, but I had to rescue her. I'm glad I did in time.

Placing her finger on her chin, she cast her gaze up to the stormy clouds before her, contemplating what to write next. "Ah!" She announced, inspiration finding its way to her.

I love that girl, even if she's too dense to know it. I hope we can meet again, though I doubt it. A girl like Natsuki has no reason to be here on Earth. She has not fallen like myself. Though I know God won't hear out my prayers anymore, I pray that she is happy. But I hope he knows that I will get my revenge from tearing me apart from my Natsuki.

-Shizuru Fujino.

Looking down at her handiwork, she nodded at it before crumpling it up and tossing it into the fire before her. She hadn't meant to give it to anyone, it just felt good to write out her feelings, as if she were to send it off. The fire before her snapped, crackled, and popped as it tore greedily at the strip of paper. She stared at the flames, mesmerized by the conflicting reds, yellows, and oranges.

A frown slithered it s way onto her lips as she soon saw herself in the fire, or rather Hell. Besides Earth, that was truly the only place she could go. She wanted revenge, and that's where she would get it.

Cardinal irises looked up towards the heavens, recalling a memory from when she once resided there.

"Shizuru, my favorite angel, please, sing me a song." The powerful and commanding voice had asked her, a softness in his voice. She nodded, honey hair bobbing up and down. "Of course I will." Blue eyes looked up to her God, a love burning in them, which she would soon express through song.

Another memory soon made itself known, taking the place of the previous one.

"Damnit, I can never get it right!" She cursed, despite her whereabouts. "Ara, Natsuki shouldn't speak such harsh words." The blunette jumped, not seeing another person with her earlier. "Sh-Shizuru! What are you doing here?" She asked the girl, a faint blush on her face as she realized the other angel had heard her profanities. "I heard Natsuki was having a hard time adjusting to her wings and thought that I would lend her a hand." The brunette smiled fondly at the younger girl who had her feet firmly planted on the clouds. "I don't need help." She mumbled, preparing for another try. "Ara, if Natsuki says so."

The fallen angel felt a smile coming on as rain began to fall. The girl blinked as a drop landed on her nose before sliding off. A devious smirk spread across her face as she looked up at the storm.

"I didn't know God missed me so much." She teased, knowing full well that he know longer gave a damn. Toes played in the dirty puddle before her as she huddled herself closer to the clothes she was lended by another unfortunate soul. It was cold, the rain and the wind not helping at all. The fire before her hissed as it died down, the flames leaving her sight.

A sigh escaped the beauty's mouth as she leaned her head against the alley's brick wall, the cold of her reality hitting her. "What to do, I wonder. What to do…"

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Author Notes:

It's short, but it's supposed to give you the feel of the fic, leaving you wondering I suppose.

This one is already a favorite of mine, I hope it becomes one of yours too.

Thanks for reading.

Omake:

Natsuki: Stupid ass wings, stupid ass clouds, stupid ass wind…

Shizuru: Ara, Natsuki should watch her mouth or I'll watch it for her.

Natsuki: W-what do you mean?

Shizuru: I wonder…