A/n: I'm getting lazy writing my name, so I'll put a 7 instead of writing seven nekos.
Uhm…playing with the concept of angels this time. A bit of fluff here. You'll see how deep the love between 80 and 59 are here. This was the 1st 8059 fic I made for Denz, my beta! I can bribe her for 8059.
I actually originally made this as a ZabuHaku fic, but I changed some stuff and made an 8059 version as well. If I find the sheet of paper I wrote it on, I'll post the ZabuHaku version too.
Disclaimer: Amano Akira keeps putting us at the edge of our seats with the manga! Not to mention the unrevealed pairing!! Dun dun dun!!
Beta Reader: Denzie!! Do your thaaaang!! (For future note, my beta reader will be referred to as Denzie, Denz, Manga-chan, Denzeru-chama, XIIIdenzXIII…I think that's it.)
Warning: Attempted death. ATTEMPTED!!
Heaven Sent
By
Neko7cheese
It's almost dawn now. Most of the city had drifted off to sleep hours ago. All is good, and that made a certain silver-haired teen pleased. You see, this teen had been tasked of watching over this city as part of his angel training. However, this tenshi wasn't really interested in doing his job, or any other angel work for the matter.
After all, he wasn't exactly a goody two-shoes, which angels are supposed to be; and he had a mild fascination with human gunpowder, and how they explode. He was indeed quite the rebel in heaven, but he was, nonetheless, still an angel. So here he was, flying around the city for a final check before he went to bed himself.
Landing smoothly on the rooftop of his apartment building, he wasn't expecting a pair of dark eyes to stare at him from the roof's door. Both teenagers were still for a while, before the one with dark hair and eyes let out a hearty chuckle, earning him a weird look from the one with silver locks.
"What are you laughing at?" The angel asked, rather irritated.
"It's nothing." The dark haired teen said with a smile. "I just didn't think I'd meet an angel today. It's kinda cool though. I'm Yamamoto, by the way. Yamamoto Takeshi." He said, offering his hand.
The angel eyed him suspiciously, but angels had to be trusting, and therefore took the man's hand and mumbled, "Gokudera Hayato."
"So," Yamamoto began. "What's someone like you doing here, Gokudera?"
"Don't be so friendly, human, we just met. Anyway, if you must know, I'm here for my angel training." Gokudera wasn't sure why he was telling all this to someone he just met; especially a human, but he had to admit, it was nice being able to talk to someone for a change.
They talked for a while, discussing several things about themselves. Yamamoto discovered a few interesting things about the man and about angels, like how they need to finish a year long training period before they can fully become angels, and Gokudera found out the so-called "wonders" of baseball. They continued chatting for a long while until Gokudera announced he wanted to sleep. Yamamoto just chuckled and let him go. He still needed to practice his baseball swings anyway. The following night, Gokudera once again found the brunette practicing swings on the rooftop, however, this time it was kendo, and not baseball.
"Finished flying around?" Yamamoto asked, taking a short break to talk to the angel.
"Yeah." The silver haired teen replied. "You practice kendo? You told me that you played baseball yesterday, but you said nothing about kendo."
"My old man is the one who really likes it. I guess I just sort of picked it up." Yamamoto replied cheerfully.
"You're an idiot, you know that?" Gokudera replied.
Yamamoto merely smiled at the angel, earning a half-glare from him. Starting his swings once again, Gokudera merely sat nearby, and watched the teen train.
"Hey, you baseball idiot." The angel called out.
Yamamoto dropped the wooden sword, and turned to the angel. "Where'd that one from?"
"Well, all you talked about the other night was baseball!" Yamamoto couldn't help but laugh, as he saw the angel's flustered face once he finished. The issue was soon forgotten, and the two had begun talking again. This time, Yamamoto had told Gokudera about his family, and his other hobbies aside from baseball; and Gokudera had told him how all the other angels snubbed him for not being a normal angel like the rest of them.
This pattern continued the next night, and the one after that; and before either of them realized it, they had begun to look forward to talking…or arguing, in Gokudera's case, with each other.
The two of them started growing closer and closer, and as hard as it was to admit, Gokudera was growing fond of the human. He never really bothered to try and make friends while he was on earth. He merely wanted to go, get his training done, and leave. So, during his weeks with the brunette, he really enjoyed it.
However, he knew he wouldn't always be able to spend time with Yamamoto. He was an angel; he had to go back to heaven eventually. He just never expected it to be so soon. Only a month after the two teens started hanging out, Gokudera received a notice from heaven, saying his training was complete, and he was expected to return to heaven within a week, to finish his final angel tests. And the thing was, tonight was the last night within that week.
Once he remembered such grim news, the angel didn't feel like flying that night, so instead, he just sat on the rooftop, and waited for the brunette to arrive. He needed to talk to him about this. Later around midnight, Yamamoto arrived, and cheerfully greeted the white haired teen.
"You finish early?" He asked.
"Y-yeah." Gokudera stammered slightly. He knew he had to say something now, but how could he tell the idiot such depressing news, when he was in such a damn happy mood?
During their conversation, Gokudera never found the right time to tell him until it was too late. They parted ways, and after Yamamoto closed the door and waved goodbye, Gokudera let one tear fall, as he disappeared in a dim glow.
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The following evening, Yamamoto arrived on the rooftop at midnight, and began practicing his kendo swings, while he waited for the angel's arrival. To his dismay, hours passed, and he finished his practice, but he saw not hide nor hair of the angel.
Slightly worried, Yamamoto went downstairs, knocked on apartment 59, and called out Gokudera's name. Once he heard no response, he tried to open the door, only to find it unlocked. Entering the room, he was shocked to find the normally messy place completely empty.
There was nothing there. Looking around once more, the only thing he found was located on Gokudera's bed. It was a single feather, and the photo he forced Gokudera into taking with him. Taking the photo in his hands, he suddenly remembered something Gokudera told him when they just met.
Yamamoto looked over to the angel beside him in the white haired teen's apartment, and smiled. "It's pretty cool having a friend like you Gokudera-kun."
Gokudera merely gave a small grumble before answering the brunette. "Don't you have other friends you can annoy?" He took his soda can from the table and took a small sip.
"But none of them are as interesting as you!" He replied with a massive grin on his face, making Gokudera blush slightly at the comment.
"Well, don't get used to it!" The angel said, offering his companion some chips. "Remember, once I'm done with my angel training, I'm going straight back to heaven without giving you a second thought."
Yamamoto just stared at the angel, before taking a handful of chips. "Surely you don't mean that?"
Gokudera didn't answer him, and instead continued eating. However, Yamamoto could've sworn he heard a faint murmur from the teen. "'Course not, idiot."
Looking at the picture in his hand, he said softly.
"Did you really just leave me behind…
…Hayato?"
A/n: Yeah!! Finally finished typing this!! Yeah! I'm supposed to make this a one-shot, but I got tired thinking of how to connect this part to the next, cuz my draft isn't that well written. Just wait for the next chapter okay?!
Anyway, I'm also working on a bunch of other stuff, but I'm not making promises on when they'll be out. Anyway, I THINK I got this idea from watching Pita Ten. Cute anime! I cried at the end…I seriously did.
Don't forget to review, ya hear?!
Beta Block:
FWAHAHAHA APARTMENT 59. I WANNA CRASH.
Well, same stuff as usual. Pretty good! And oh, try not to use semicolons in place of commas. XD And the flashback parts. I read somewhere that putting "Flashback" and "End flashback" tags disrupt the flow of the story, so yeah. I took them out. :D
So far so good!