Hi everybody...it's me, Umi-chan! Well, this story is almost exactly like "Watch Over Me, My Angel." But I liked this version better...or at least I know where I'm tryin to go with this. I sorta had a memory lapse when it comes to the other story. Well I hope you like this one.
May I Fall From Heaven By Ryuuzaki Umi
Prologue: I Promise...
"Syaoran." A great voice rang out.
"Yes lord?" A handsome young angel replied. He bowed in front of the gray haired old man in all greatest respect for him, for he was God. Ruler of this domain and creator of the Earth. He raised his wrinkled, tired arm to signify Syaoran that he acknowledged his bow and that he may stand straight once again.
"You know I hate asking this of thee..." the old man spoke.
Syaoran just merely stared at him not fully taking in the meaning of that sentence. His amber eyes began to lose a bit of their glow, getting an idea of what God was about to tell him.
"Another angel must fly to heaven today."
I knew it... Syaoran sighed. "With all respect mighty lord, must I bring this one up? It pains me to see the hurt of the family when I take a loved one with me..."
"I know it does young angel," He replied understanding his hesitation But continued, "however, she must come up today. You cannot change the course. I trust you the most with this task."
"Yes lord..." with a reluctant, sigh, Syaoran expanded his mighty wings and took off out of the lord's chambers. He flew down past the stars, past the clouds, and down to a large hospital in Japan. Slowly, he disappeared into dust and reappeared next to the bed of a young woman. She was outerly beautiful and obviously innerly also since she was to return with him. Her raven hair cascaded around her on the bed. She seemed to be at some peace...if you looked at her from the outside, she looked as if she was in perfect health. Syaoran glanced around the room and noticed a man sitting in a chair with a small girl, no bigger than three or four, in his arms. The husband and daughter no doubt. Then on another chair very close by was a boy, maybe nine or ten, resting his head on the older man's lap. Most likely the son. The father was rubbing the young girl's back. She was most definitely sobbing into the man's chest while the boy seemed to sit in complete silence. His face void of any of the emotions he must have been feeling.
I've never taken someone away from a child... Syaoran frowned. He wouldn't be able to handle something like this. Maybe God shouldn't have sent him...of course he should have, the Lord trusted Syaoran to do this. Syaoran looked again at the two children behind him.
I am very sorry... Turning back to the woman in the bed. He closed his eyes...
Suddenly, all that could be heard at first was the loud beep of the machine indicated the woman's last breathe. This noise startled the family. The father gently placed the girl aside and ran to the bed, followed by the boy, running right through Syaoran. Syaoran hovered back and watched from his position by the windows. The man collapsed next to the woman's bed, clinging to her hand.
"Please, Nadeshiko! Don't do this...come back to us..." He cried.
Now doctors began to fill the room. Checking her and then the machines. Finally, after a while that seemed eternity to this small family, one doctor spoke.
"I'm sorry Mr. Kinomoto...she has passed on..." The doctor spoke slowly, clearly feeling for their loss.
Into a better place, if they only knew... Syaoran added mentally.
Then Syaoran finally noticed the little girl beside him. He stared at her and could clearly see the confusion in this poor girl's eyes. She was too young to fully take in what had just occurred. He stared at her sadly...
I'm so sorry little one...
"Mommy...?" her voice was hardly louder than a whisper, "daddy, what happened...to mommy...?"
The father turned to his small daughter and held her in his arms. "Mommy's gone to a better place now, Sakura, she's going to be happy now."
"Mommy won't hurt anymore...?" She was so innocent to Syaoran. The sword of guilt was stabbing away at his heart as this little girl spoke. "Yes, honey," now the father was crying even harder, "she won't hurt anymore..." Syaoran watched as the doctor laid the blanket over the women's beautiful face and then father lead his two children outside of the room. Syaoran watched in complete regret to what he had done. He had taken away the mother of a child. An innocent one, who could hardly comprehend what happened... "I didn't want to take her from you little cherry blossom..." he said aloud to himself. "She will understand that eventually..." Syaoran gasped, startled by the voice behind him. He turned, amber eyes widening. There, in front of him, was the beautiful woman. Her face and body now glowed with a white light and on her back, the mark of a true Angel, large, and elegant, white wings. "It seems you are ready to come with me to heaven..." Syaoran lowered his head.
"Do not be saddened..." the woman smiled. "My daughter will be
fine...however..."
Syaoran looked back up, "However?" "I want you to watch over her, and take care of my daughter." "But, it would be better if you watched over your daughter, and guarded her..." Syaoran replied. "It will take me years to be able to reach her in her dreams," the woman replied, "she needs some time. But you can keep watch on my daughter. You are a strong, kind-hearted, young man. I trust you with her..." Syaoran stared at the beautiful woman. He could see where the little girl got her beautiful green eyes. Her daughter was going to grow into a beautiful young girl. He chuckled a bit at the thought of baby-sitting in a way. "Promise me," the woman continued, "that you will watch over my daughter until I can guard her." Syaoran pondered the thought for a bit and realized that in a way, he owed it to the woman and the child. "I promise..." he smiled. And both spread their wings and took off like beams of light back to the heavens above.
Well, that's the Prologue, I hope u liked it. I'm gonna try my best to keep updating as soon as possible. Please Read and Review! Till next time. Ja ne!
May I Fall From Heaven By Ryuuzaki Umi
Prologue: I Promise...
"Syaoran." A great voice rang out.
"Yes lord?" A handsome young angel replied. He bowed in front of the gray haired old man in all greatest respect for him, for he was God. Ruler of this domain and creator of the Earth. He raised his wrinkled, tired arm to signify Syaoran that he acknowledged his bow and that he may stand straight once again.
"You know I hate asking this of thee..." the old man spoke.
Syaoran just merely stared at him not fully taking in the meaning of that sentence. His amber eyes began to lose a bit of their glow, getting an idea of what God was about to tell him.
"Another angel must fly to heaven today."
I knew it... Syaoran sighed. "With all respect mighty lord, must I bring this one up? It pains me to see the hurt of the family when I take a loved one with me..."
"I know it does young angel," He replied understanding his hesitation But continued, "however, she must come up today. You cannot change the course. I trust you the most with this task."
"Yes lord..." with a reluctant, sigh, Syaoran expanded his mighty wings and took off out of the lord's chambers. He flew down past the stars, past the clouds, and down to a large hospital in Japan. Slowly, he disappeared into dust and reappeared next to the bed of a young woman. She was outerly beautiful and obviously innerly also since she was to return with him. Her raven hair cascaded around her on the bed. She seemed to be at some peace...if you looked at her from the outside, she looked as if she was in perfect health. Syaoran glanced around the room and noticed a man sitting in a chair with a small girl, no bigger than three or four, in his arms. The husband and daughter no doubt. Then on another chair very close by was a boy, maybe nine or ten, resting his head on the older man's lap. Most likely the son. The father was rubbing the young girl's back. She was most definitely sobbing into the man's chest while the boy seemed to sit in complete silence. His face void of any of the emotions he must have been feeling.
I've never taken someone away from a child... Syaoran frowned. He wouldn't be able to handle something like this. Maybe God shouldn't have sent him...of course he should have, the Lord trusted Syaoran to do this. Syaoran looked again at the two children behind him.
I am very sorry... Turning back to the woman in the bed. He closed his eyes...
Suddenly, all that could be heard at first was the loud beep of the machine indicated the woman's last breathe. This noise startled the family. The father gently placed the girl aside and ran to the bed, followed by the boy, running right through Syaoran. Syaoran hovered back and watched from his position by the windows. The man collapsed next to the woman's bed, clinging to her hand.
"Please, Nadeshiko! Don't do this...come back to us..." He cried.
Now doctors began to fill the room. Checking her and then the machines. Finally, after a while that seemed eternity to this small family, one doctor spoke.
"I'm sorry Mr. Kinomoto...she has passed on..." The doctor spoke slowly, clearly feeling for their loss.
Into a better place, if they only knew... Syaoran added mentally.
Then Syaoran finally noticed the little girl beside him. He stared at her and could clearly see the confusion in this poor girl's eyes. She was too young to fully take in what had just occurred. He stared at her sadly...
I'm so sorry little one...
"Mommy...?" her voice was hardly louder than a whisper, "daddy, what happened...to mommy...?"
The father turned to his small daughter and held her in his arms. "Mommy's gone to a better place now, Sakura, she's going to be happy now."
"Mommy won't hurt anymore...?" She was so innocent to Syaoran. The sword of guilt was stabbing away at his heart as this little girl spoke. "Yes, honey," now the father was crying even harder, "she won't hurt anymore..." Syaoran watched as the doctor laid the blanket over the women's beautiful face and then father lead his two children outside of the room. Syaoran watched in complete regret to what he had done. He had taken away the mother of a child. An innocent one, who could hardly comprehend what happened... "I didn't want to take her from you little cherry blossom..." he said aloud to himself. "She will understand that eventually..." Syaoran gasped, startled by the voice behind him. He turned, amber eyes widening. There, in front of him, was the beautiful woman. Her face and body now glowed with a white light and on her back, the mark of a true Angel, large, and elegant, white wings. "It seems you are ready to come with me to heaven..." Syaoran lowered his head.
"Do not be saddened..." the woman smiled. "My daughter will be
fine...however..."
Syaoran looked back up, "However?" "I want you to watch over her, and take care of my daughter." "But, it would be better if you watched over your daughter, and guarded her..." Syaoran replied. "It will take me years to be able to reach her in her dreams," the woman replied, "she needs some time. But you can keep watch on my daughter. You are a strong, kind-hearted, young man. I trust you with her..." Syaoran stared at the beautiful woman. He could see where the little girl got her beautiful green eyes. Her daughter was going to grow into a beautiful young girl. He chuckled a bit at the thought of baby-sitting in a way. "Promise me," the woman continued, "that you will watch over my daughter until I can guard her." Syaoran pondered the thought for a bit and realized that in a way, he owed it to the woman and the child. "I promise..." he smiled. And both spread their wings and took off like beams of light back to the heavens above.
Well, that's the Prologue, I hope u liked it. I'm gonna try my best to keep updating as soon as possible. Please Read and Review! Till next time. Ja ne!