I know there is a book titled Angels and Demona but the title works here ok? um, yea, I realized i hadn't updated i a LONG time so heres a shikeino story for you all!

Surely she was proof that heaven was not as great as many had said. You were supposed to have everything you wanted up there. But all she wanted was love and she was still denied it. That Sasuke bastard liked Sakura. Simple as that right? Wrong. Why couldn't she let it go? She decided on taking a walk to get away.

Maybe a walk down on earth? It might unsettle her nerves to see the land she had once been on till that car accident a while back. She floated down, her lilac gown swirling around her ankles and fabric flying up to caress her arms and lick at her face, her hair twisting about.

Her goldish wings unfolded gently. She then leapt forward with a slight shriek of delight, flying and spiraling downward at a dizzying speed. She promptly landed on her satin slipper clad toes and sighed. Everything seemed normal enough. Nothing had changed much; maybe earth was still the boring planet she'd always known it to be.

But then again now she knew it really wasn't the way she had always thought it to be. She began to walk forward in a dainty of half skips half steps. "You know what?" She asked aloud and the wind began to play gently. "I think I'll go see what my grave looks like. Just to see what they've put."

Now this may seem depressing to us but to an angel it seems perfectly logical. When she entered the grave yard she noticed how very dark it had gotten. The days were growing shorter and the angels of night were waking up earlier. But those clouds above were something different she realized and froze. Just like an angel or some creature of good can create wind, light, rain snow and all the rest so could a devil or demon of sorts.

She strained to hear even the slightest sound but could hear nothing. She stepped forward again, lightly and taking care to float along more than actually stepping or flying. When she came to her tombstone she knelt down on the dirt, careful not to sink into her grave below as she stared sadly at her grave:

Here we lay Yamanaka Ino down to rest.

She was a beloved friend, family member, and student. We shall all miss you Ino.

Below a quote she herself had once written had been carved in a copy of her long, loopy handwriting:

To find a love that is more than love is so beyond love is so much more love than love will truly be heaven.

Ino's small smile cracked at her quote. She had once said that to Sakura long ago. "I guess I'm not in heaven after all." She sighed, causing the trees around her to stir again. A few tears dropped from her eyes and the gray skies above began to spit out a few rain drops as she began to remember that fateful day and that had followed…

"Ino? Do you want to go shopping today?" Sakura asked lightly.

"I thought you had a date." She daren't say his name.

Sakura looked down at her fiddling hands. "Well I was supposed to…but um…he has to go help his dad at the station downtown. But he offered to make up for it by saying he'd drive me…and anyone else I wanted to come downtown so I could go shopping. So…wanna come?"

"Sure…just let me get my coat."

The car ride was unbelievably horrid. Ino had to sit in the back seat all alone watching Sasuke and Sakura flirt and gaze at each other sickeningly. They kept on talking of nothing and Sasuke had one arm on the shoulder of Sakura's car seat in a very boyfriendish way that made Ino want to cry. And finally she couldn't take it.

"Guys? Pull up over here please."

"Why Ino?" Sakura looked back at her curiously.

"I just remembered my mom needs some more wire for the flower wreaths and that's the store right there."

"Um…ok, if you're sure Ino." She nodded and leapt out of the car when Sasuke had stopped slamming the door shut with a 'see you later'

Ino shrugged on her coat and began to stomp down the street before she realized it would be a very long walk home. She cursed herself, Sasuke and Sakura as she continued to walk.

Finally she came to the intersection near the middle of downtown that marked the "your almost home Ino!" point. She made sure the sign said walk before she walked into the street. Suddenly a screech of car wheels came from behind her. Ino looked up only to see a car rushing at her.

"Ino! Move!" She heard someone scream. In her fright she forgot all about the car and looked back to see Sasuke and Sakura running towards her. The car's wheels screamed again forcing its place back into Ino's memory.

She spun wildly and began to run, only to get her ankle twisted. She gasped in pain as her ankle hit the ground and she crumpled. "Ino!" Sakura ran at her and tried to move her. But Ino was fainting…and the car was still coming, a drunk driver behind the wheel cackling stupidly.

"Sakura! Move!" Sasuke jumped in front of the car and wrapped his arms around her, though he grasped Ino's arm with one hand. Then there came sickening crunch as the car connected, sending Sasuke flying forward and into the lane of moving cars where he tumbled over the hood of another moving car.

The car continued forward into Sakura's head so that she flipped forward over Ino whose legs and one arm were now crushed. Ino was on her side and the bottom the car slammed into her, taking whatever she still had in her away.

"Sakura…Ino…I'm sorry…" Sasuke said before lowering his head the last time. A single tear went down Sakura's cheek as she followed him. Ino coughed, blood splattering, she tried to move but found she couldn't.

'Sakura…no…come back..." Ino felt as though she was being detached from her body, like she was watching the scene from above. Then suddenly, she was watching the scene from above.

She was being carried upward by two creatures of such magnificent beauty they could only be angels. They smiled at her. "Is the pain gone yet?" The one asked. Ino blinked. It was, all of it…not even her headache remained. She nodded and they're shining smiles deepened.

As they rose Ino felt the strange sensation of tickling on her shoulder blades. She looked back and saw that from two spots of light feathers were forming to her back which now that she realized was bare; she was completely naked.

She squealed and tried to cover up, but one of the angels held her hand back. "Imagine the most beautiful gown ever and you will wear it." She said in her silky voice. Ino looked at their robes to get an idea then closed her eyes. When they were opened again she was fully clothed.

Her robe was soft as silk and very shimmery; it was the color of lilac, exactly, and was sleeveless going a little up her neck but sagging a bit in a very graceful way. It was trimmed with gold the shade of her hair as was the rope like belt around her waist. Matching ballet slippers adorned her feet and a matching hair ribbon now held her hair back.

Her wings now fully formed, being whiter than snow and fringed with the color of her hair, the two angels released her and she began to fly, giggling delightedly. She looked at her hands and found she glowed and –guessing from the other two's appearance- she thought her eyes might have grown and were brighter, as were her teeth.

"Do you know where my friends are?" They pointed up and Ino began to rise, letting them loosely guide her to the biggest cloud she had ever seen, on top of which a great plain was spread. There was no gate, the entrance was the cloud, and then the plain just went on over the open skies.

There at the entrance cloud was everyone and everything Ino had ever known but had died. She looked at one of the angels. "So I'm dead?"

She nodded. "It really isn't so bad. But first let me warn you: don't go near the devils or demons. And especially not the hunters."

"Who are they? Well I get the devils and demons part but…what are hunters…and what do they look like?"

"Hunters are the cause of casualties like the one you just came from. There are death gods who take the lives of people who are ready but people who die by them are sort of like accidents. Hunters live on earth looking for people to kill and wandering angels to eat."

"EAT?" Ino asked, now quiet frightened.

"They suck the purity out of you. You'll be cursed forever the place of your death. That's what ghosts are."

"Can we eat them?"

"If you like the taste of evil." After a curious look from Ino she elaborated. "They taste of blood and dirt and shit and every other disgusting thing you could imagine."

Ino made a face and the angel laughed. "As for how they look they are the opposite of you and me…hmmm let me see…they're pale like us, only they look really pasty. Their hair is always really greasy and lank. They wear really ragged clothes…actually they usually never change from the clothes they were killed in and have really long capes in their hair color with black and red."

She paused to breathe and to think. "Oh! And they have wings like us, only their like a bat's or a dragon's and then they have really gross yellowy teeth with fangs like vampires…some even are vampires…actually all gruesome evil things are demons and most wondrous things are angels."

Ino nodded slowly. "So they aren't fairy tales then."

"No."

Ino looked up. "Thank-you…"

"Hinata."

"Tenten."

"Thank-you Hinata. Thank-you Tenten. I hope to talk with you both more, but for now I wish to see my friends." The both nodded understandingly as Ino floated off towards Sakura and Sasuke who were holding each other tightly.

Suddenly the wind picked up. Ino looked up, eyes wide, once again listening for the voices she could now hear in small snippets.

"-Isn't here."

"-Must find here."

"-Angel or friend?"

"-What to do?"

Ino began to rise, slowly at first; turning away and then she began to sprinting off, her wings opening jerkily sending her hurtling into the air.

So as soon as she was in the air, despite the lack of sunshine her followers immediately saw her from her glow and raced after her. They were more experienced with their wings and caught up to her quickly. Ino glanced back at them only to try to go faster.

They were not only demons. They were hunters. That meant they stayed on earth mostly and were the causes of deaths a lot. They weren't death gods or death angels who took the lives of those whose time it was. They went around just killing anyone. They were the cause of so many tragedies. They were the reason for war between heaven and hell. They were nightmares.

They gave her side ways grins of fangs and showed off their claw like nails to her before pushing back a bit. Ino spun in the air to try to see what they were doing when suddenly she was dragged to the ground. She of course went through the earth rather than smashing her head but the claws in her legs hurt quiet a lot.

Two other hunters grabbed her arms and pulled her upright, one forcing her head back so she had to look at their leader. Her was tall and lean, his rags of clothes hiding his muscle. His greasy brown hair hung like a sheet around his head and into his bored brown eyes. If he had not been a demon he could have been quiet handsome.

"What should we do with her?" The one of her left asked. He had dirty red hair and cloudy green eyes rimmed with black, the shadows under his eyes much more profound than the others and a strange twisted mark on his forehead that Ino knew to mean Love.

'Love?' Ino thought bewildered. 'I wonder how he got that.'

The man on her right jerked her forward again. He had gray eyes and long hair. His face was cruel and horrifying. As he turned towards the leader Ino was sure she saw the shadow of a hawk on his shoulder.

"Should we eat her?" Ino trembled. She didn't want to be left a decrypted ghost, cursed forever to the place where she died. Ino did not want to live at the road forever.

"No…" He spoke with a soft but stern voice, thought flitting through his words. "She might become useful. Ransom or something like that. No…we won't eat her. Let's take her back."

The next thing Ino knew was that they had tied her wrists and ankles with inbi rope, a rope that sucked at her soul causing extreme weakness so that even her glow faded. Over her mouth the one with Love on his forehead ripped a piece of cloak off to cover her mouth. And soon she was being carried away. Away from heaven, away from earth, to the portal to hell and into the hunter's layer where eternal darkness reigned