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Authors' Note:

You read that apostrophe right! This story is a collaborative effort between xXDark AceXx and myself! Why Owari No Seraph/Seraph of the End? Well, xXDark AceXx is an incredibly talented Kingdom Hearts ff writer and a good friend of mine and he recently told me about this manga/anime called Owari No Seraph… I checked it out… and loved it… So he suggested that we combine our efforts (and his talent) and create a ff story together and here it is! The first of two actually, we have many, many ideas for this pairing and the manga/anime is so full of boyxboy emotions it's hard not to be inspired easily…

Without further rambling, here's the first chapter!

Chapter One: An Angel Comes to Town

As if being forced to move cities, leave behind friends, school, his Kazoku team; hell just leave behind the only life he knew in Shinjuku City, Mikaela Hyakuya was now being lectured by his parents yet again over the dangers of irresponsible sex on an already depressing trip to their new home. Yeah, okay, that was not awkward at all.

'Using lubricants makes it a lot easier to pen-'

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'-And condoms don't really take any pleasure awa-'

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'Now there are… toys that some people, both boys and girls- I mean- men and women! Since you're a young man now, Mika!-'

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'Just remember to sanitise it after every use is all!-'

'Kill me already' Mika desperately pleaded in his head.

Yeah, sure, he can't really blame them, after all they just cared and worry about him, but then again he couldn't help but feel a bit… uhm, attacked. After all they had never had these conversations before he came out to them. So he's gay and suddenly the whole damn world is plagued with AIDS? Fan-fucking-tastic.

Oh, don't get him wrong, to be fair they had been taking it very well for the most part but they had gotten right into the awkward part. Y'know, the one when all of the 'I love you anyways' have been said, and then they try to be good parents by giving you advice when they clearly don't know whack shit about it… about anything…

Well, he guesses he should be thankful; after all they were trying to be supportive -albeit in the most awkward way conceivable-, not every guy was this lucky. All in all everything went pretty smoothly, especially if you consider how they found out. His coming out was… well, less than ideal; as it turns out, the cliché scene when one's parent's walk in on someone watching porn is way more embarrassing than you would think, especially if it happens to be gay porn while you're still in the closet… were in the closet at the time anyway.

'Dad, please! Stop!' Mika covered the cringe on his face with his hand hoping that he would somehow disappear into the warm leather seating behind him. Like, seriously! It would've been fine if they would've taken the awkward silence approach rather than the awkward conversation. He was the kind of guy who found calm in little silly things, like simply watching the highway road pass by next to his window, watching as mountain melted into suburb and suburb merged into skyscraper. But apparently even that was too much to ask for.

'Nonsense we need to make sure you know this stuff!'

'We aren't trying to scare you, Mika. Sex is an important part of any relationship! And in a whole new city maybe you'll find a nice boy you want to share that experience with-'

'Oh my fucking god, shut up, shut up, shut up!' Mika's scrunched forehead conveyed that better than any words could as he covered his bright, electric blue eyes with his hands.

'AIDS is a real danger, Mika. In fact I once knew someone-'

Seriously, what year do they even think this is!? Hell, even twelve year olds probably already know this stuff now days. Innocence is dead, thanks a lot Internet.

Mika began bashing the back of his head off the leather upholstery slowly and very dramatically.

'We just care about you, son.'

'So you decided to take my friends away from me as a show of that care?' Mika decided that he had been silent enough speaking barely above a whisper, but his father Shinya proved, yet again, to have a freakishly unnatural sense of hearing… the man's reflexes and intuitiveness were legendary amongst anyone who knew the Hyakuyas.

'Oh, c'mon Mika! I'm sure you'll get to love this city if you give it a chance!' Shinya's upbeat manner directly confronted his broody son's upset.

To be fair, they were really making a push to get him to like this new city, this new life and he knew that this new job offer was something that his dad couldn't simply turn down, it was a life-changing opportunity… in this particular case that sentence took a very literal sense though. However, Mika, in his normal, none-pissed-off-to-high-heaven mood was incredibly intelligent having inherited all of his father's attributes AND more. Mika appreciated that although he had no say in the matter whatsoever, his parents had had the decency to sit him down, be honest about the move and try and make him feel like part of a decision he really had no say in.

'Aren't you bored of that god-forsaken town where nothing ever happens?' Mika's hardly-aging father asked in the hope that he could turn the tables of the conversation.

The Hyakuyas were jokingly referred to as vampires by their many, many friends back in Shinjuku City. The trio, Mika, Shinya and Sayuri were that family you saw on the street that one time and WISHED you could be despite not knowing them at all. They could have been absolute psychos, which they weren't, but even still without knowing them they one hundred percent had that magnetism some people have where every pair of eyes is powerless to do anything but stare in awe.

Shinya Hyakuya, even in his late forties, was absolutely stunning. The man looked like he was in his late twenties – not a wrinkle or crow's feet in sight -, five-foot eight inches, blue eyes, slim but incredibly muscular from his days a champion Kazoku fighter. The man was a god to behold with his blond hair barely reaching his chin and an adorable parting that left one side of his face gracefully covered by several bangs of hair.

Sayuri Hyakuya, childhood-sweetheart of Shinya and now wedded partner, defied the word "beautiful" and made it her own. Five-foot four inches, long, light brown hair with matching eyes. After she birthed Mika she immediately returned to her usual, perfect, slender form. There wasn't a woman alive in Shinjuku city that could match both her beauty and her optimistic, enthusiastic, generally lovely personality. Like Shinya, she had the looks of someone under the age of thirty.

They say that having a child takes the best of both parents, combines them and produces something better than both of them, right?

Mikaela Hyakuya… well, you looked at his family and thought 'damn I wish my family had that type of atmosphere'. Mika… Mika was the centrepiece of that desire. Whilst his family were collectively referred to vampires as a friendly joke, Mika was seriously nicknamed "Angel". At five-foot five inches the young man now aged sixteen had chin length blond hair like his father… but unlike Shinya, Mika's hair seemed to glow a colour brighter than blond naturally and this was accentuated by the bluest of bright, deep blue eyes that would occasionally seem to charge with a blue fire of electricity. Slender and toned, Mika had been turning heads since the ages of twelve though he had never returned anyone's gaze even once. No, his would-be-suitors, if he had allowed them to even get THAT close, would have to do with the legendary "Angel" smile that appeared once in a blue moon from the angelic boy, and it was worth waiting for if you managed to catch even a glimpse of it… it had the power to make hearts beat faster, blushes to grow further and throats to become dry deserts. But he was also a bit of a loner despite being the undisputed Kazoku champion of Shinjuku High.

Mika couldn't help but scoff at his father's words; that god-forsaken town was his home! He liked being an angel with a family of vampires…

'I swear, Sweetie, you'll love it in Nagoya, it's a much bigger city with more things to see and do" Sayuri chimed in as Shinya manically nodded his head as he drove, keeping an eye out for Mika's soon-to-come revert to optimism.

'You're gonna love the new house, your new room is huge" Shinya continued looking at him from the mirror. They were really trying and to be honest Mika felt like the biggest dick for giving them the cold shoulder, they had always been great with him. Truth be told, he wanted to like this new city, he wanted to be okay with all of this, but then again, one cannot simply leave behind the only life one knows, the hometown that had sheltered him… raised him, and "be okay with it"

'The school you'll be attending to is one of the bests in the state! You can make a bunch of new friends!'

Psssh, why did Mika somehow expect her to say something like that?

'I already had friends' the youngest in the car mumbled under his breath as faint memories of Lacus and René back at central city plagued his mind. He smiled with fondness at those. Even when Lacus was being totally depressing and René was being a selfish tool, damn it, they were still Mika's best and only friends!

Perhaps his parents misunderstood that smile as one of approval at their words… they persisted, knowing their son would crack soon.

'You'll be glad to know that they also have a Kazoku team." Shinya had a smug smile plastered across his face as he turned in his seat and saw Mika's attempt at holding a miserable face finally cracking.

Mika's heart seemed to ease slightly… maybe there would be some pleasure to find at this new school after all… as long as the fuckwit jocks kept out of his way that is.

'Kazoku, huh…?' Mika mumbled chin resting on his palm as he stared out the window of their luxurious family car at the sprawling open streets of Nagoya suburbs.

Shinya's smile grew wickedly like a wolf when he realized he had his son in the bag, at least for the time being, and that he would be able to eventually convince him that maybe, just maybe, this change could be good for him.

'Are we cool, then? Think you can try and find a way to be happy here?' Shinya pressed in a fatherly "you have no choice but I love you so please, please be happy way".

Mika let go of a breath he didn't even realize he was holding and took note of how the weight on his shoulders that he hadn't even noticed seemed to shrink as he sighed. A very faint smile crept its way onto his lips. No matter how hard he tried he could never stay mad at his parents for too long, after all they hadn't done this just for themselves but also for him too, he knew that, he can't really give them any hate for wanting a better life for all of them. If things worked out in the new Nagoya branch of Kerr Biomedical Incorporated then the Hyakuyas would be destined for endless fortune, that much had been promised in a contract to Shinya: an absolutely unearthly amount of money to head the new branch of KBI as "Nagoya co-CEO" and lead it into the future with success. Shinya had seemed especially excited by who he would be working with alongside, someone equally as renowned as him for their expertise.

'Yeah I guess.' The younger, blond Hyakuya decided that he would take a small jab at his pride and give this place a chance, it's not like he had any other option to begin with, he really did know that. He looked out the window and allowed his mind to open up to the beauty of Nagoya, all the way from the hills that surrounded the city to the central skyscrapers that almost broke into the clouds themselves. Even with them though, Mika took in that Nagoya looked more… friendly than Shinjuku ever did. Whilst Nagoya scraped the sky, Shinjuku poured pollution up to the heavens and laid waste to all manner of nature… maybe this was symbolic for Mika… maybe this could be a sign that things in Nagoya would be more… beautiful… than they were in Shinjuku, the place, the people, the school? At least in the weekend before he started at Nagoya High he could dream such a thing. Maybe this school would be okay… maybe everyone here was just… nice…

The trip lasted just a few more minutes, or perhaps it just felt like it? At which point did the ridiculous countryside estates turn into suburbs? By the time he noticed they were already parking right next to a fairly big house, definitely bigger than their last one.

He didn't like it.

Okay, maybe was being a hard-ass again but he always preferred the small, cosy, homey feeling of a traditional family home. This just might be a bit more difficult than he originally expected when every little thing reminds him he's not a home anymore, that this is supposed to be his new home, somehow that made his stomach churn. Still, he had promised that he would try, so he put up his best smile and tried to go along with it

'What do you think?" Mika felt a heavy hand over his shoulder reassuringly, he looked up to see his father smiling proudly at the new Hyakuya household.

'It's erm-… big, I guess'

Shinya chuckled at the obvious state of his son, was Mika really this easy to read? 'Come I'll show you your room'.

That wasn't much of a request as it was more of an order since the elder man was basically pushing him through the house without giving him any real chance to check the insides of the residence, he just vaguely remembers going up some stairs, he had been too busy trying not to trip on the stairs to notice anything anyway.

'And here it is!' Shinya excitedly opened the door for his son who disconcertedly looked at the huge empty space.

Yeah, this place was gonna look barren as fuck, at least he had a window now, regardless he tried to lighten up the mood a bit. 'I'm gonna want my bed over there' he pointed at a distant corner 'and my desk there' the opposite corner 'and- uhm… no, that's about all I have actually…' Mika ended on a flat note realising that maybe it was just him who made the space barren… was the room soulless, or was he?

'We'll get you some furniture' Shinya waved his hand walking to the window to open it, Mika followed him closely behind with his hands on his jacket's pockets, 'and that's Nagoya' the older man beckoned out into the city before them down the hill, not a particularly bad view, in fact, even Mika had to admit that a hilltop view of the entire city at least added something to the soulless room… soulless him. Maybe he could explore Nagoya more over the weekend, the place was clearly sprawling with just as much green as concrete, and even some blue amidst the green which was nice to see.

'Hmm, I think I have dirt in my eye' Mika practically demanded as he rubbed at nothing, afraid to admit he might like it here, 'would you close window, this city's not exactly pretty to look at, Dad.' Mika lied.

His dad smiled and ruffled his hair tugging it slightly 'just come help me unload the truck Mr Miserable Angel'. Mika groaned at his father's lame attempt at a cutesy nickname for him.

The younger Hyakuya, now alone in his bare room, returned to the window and once again looked out upon the wide expanse of city that was his new hometown. For the first time in his life Mika felt truly small, he had grown up in Shinjuku City and the city had practically grown up with him in some ways… but this was terrifying… for the first time in his life, Mika felt… alone… and… empty…

Somewhere… in another part of the cityscape that Mika looked upon, there was another looking out their bedroom window thinking the exact same thing. Though that person had grown up in Nagoya, their emerald, green eyes had forgotten how to sparkle like they used to… another soulless soul… another fallen angel…