disclaimer: WISH belongs to CLAMP. I 3 CLAMP...feels warm and swisshy...
a/n: eh...I don't know if I will actually do this ficcie...depends...but if you guys like it...well it depends on if I get reviews I suppose. Or if my muse comes back on vacation. But reviews are the best incentive lick
Prelude
It was not a dark and stormy night. On the contrary it was day, the wake of day in fact, with the white hot sun's blazing rays gripping the blackened sky, crippling it. The stars were fading to a pathetic milky spot and the moon had dulled into barely a whisper. In short, it was not a good day. Much too bright and much too sunshiney-happy-baby's-coo-gag-me-now. Kokuyo grumbled as he felt the day descend upon him. Disgusting. He looked down to see his younger cousin sleeping beside him. Damn. How many drinks did it take this time?
"Kohaku...you're WAY chubbier..." Koryu muttered. Kokuyo grumbled- even while they we doing...'it' Koryu still had his mind on that angel! He sighed and woke. Slipping on some clothes, the demon left his cousin's room and floated into the spiraling rooms and halls of Hell. He stopped at a nearby bathroom which as adorned with bats skeletons and snake skins. Kokuya glanced into the mirror and smoothed his eyebrows with his fingers.
"My Kokuyo, you look rather dashing today." he smirked to himself quietly. His reflection frowned at him.
"Quite the narcissit aren't you, love?" Kokuyo sneered back and damned his father's creation of hell's mirrors. He always thought it was a rather pointless invention. The mirror backed up in disgust though, when Kokuyo retorted with a glob of mucus and saliva. Once again, evil wins, the demon thought arrogantly, and spent the rest of his day floating around Hell, eating this and killing that, doing him and taking her, it proved to be quite a productive morning despite the unfortunate weather forecasts. In fact, it left Kokuyo feeling very much fulfilled, and despite the meeting at the bridge with Heaven's messangers later on, he was content for the time being.
Meanwhile, the winds gusted and rolled into the caverns of Heaven leaving a rather prominent angel uncharacteriscally restless. He (a/n although angels are referred to as females in the English version, they DO have flat chests...) flinched inwardly but kept his expression as calm and reserved as ever. Hisui WAS the angel of wind, after all. And no need to worry the little chubby angel flitting around.
"Hisui-sama, you are SOOOO wise! What do you have to teach me today?" Kohaku asked enthusiastically.
Hisui smiled but before she could interject Ryuki interrupted.
"Kohaku! Don't interupt the great Hisui-sama!"
"Ano sa, ano sa, he wasn't even talking!"
"Of course not! You INTERRUPTED him!"
"Demo..."
Hisui just smiled with her aloof nature and went on to dream about what the afternoon would bring. After all, it was SUCH a nice day out...