Short history

During 1960s, on a planet 25,000 light years away, the planet Amethystya a young man from a numbering planet was killed. Demandindia attacked the Amethystons to revenge their prince. But his body was not found. Some witnesses say he escaped to Earth with the princess of Amethystya. One planet fights for revenge of their prince; the other for the return of their princess. The princess had two sisters the youngest being seven, when her sister disappeared. That princess at age of thirteen joined the army, and was one of their top pilots. She got married at the age of twenty to a young general. At twenty-seven she had a baby boy who she, her husband, and their older daughter loved very much. But then that boy was two his mom and dad died in the war. After that he went to live with his grandfather, while his sister was forced to stay at the palace, to take the thrown when she came of age. What no one, but his grandfather and sister knew was that this boy was the one who was destined to stop the war with the help of a human.

Japan, Fall 1998

The city was bright and loud as always, however it was so beautiful through the cloud cover. The boy could just stare at it for hours. Though he had a mission to complete, he sighed, he wanted to go down and look so bad. So he sat, with his head on his hand propped up by his elbow, head slightly leaning on the glass with a longing look in his eyes.

"25, 21, 7, 9 any sign of the enemy?"A female voice called over the speaker.

The boy Jumped. "NO MA'AM! No sign. Everything is quiet. " The boy reported, then got up and walked around the small triangular cabin and looked out the window again. 25, 21, 7, 9 had been stationed on Earth for about a month and a half, his race was at war with another. The war was spread across the universe. He had gotten the short straw and wound up alone, as far from his home as he could get at the moment. He drug himself to the door in the back of the cabin and went into a square room, which had another circler room that only the door came in contact with the square room. The ship itself looked like three shapes, thrown together. The square room was a bed room, with food and drink stocks, while the round one was a bath room. The 18 year old boy flopped on the bed. When he was almost asleep; the warning alarm went off, he ran to the cabin. And saw the massive ship that looked like a blue and gray paper airplane. It started to attack. He was in a scout ship and was up against a gunner ship. He had no time to retaliate as he was blown, from just above the cloud cover to the harsh city below.

"PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!" Yami begged his friends and his cousin pouting as well as whimpering.
"No means NO, Yami. I have to work tomorrow." Seto said pushing his cousin away then going back to his work.
"Sorry Yami, family stuff." Honda said pulling away from his pouting friend. Yami crossed his arms and sat back in his seat still pouting.
"But Malik is out of town. And it's my 21st birthday. I came to all of yours." Yami sulked even more.
"Well," Seto said, "It's not our fault that thing fell from the sky, that Honda's family lives near the crash site. And that I'm helping put the thing back together or that Malik had to help his sister overseas. We'll go out drinking when everyone is here." Setoadded never looked up as Yami went to leave.

"Fine! I will be all alone on my birthday, you asses!" He yelled, going to the door of the café slamming behind him. Once out the door he shoved, his hands in his pockets and sulked the whole way home.
People passed him on the way, Yami heard the whispers about the crash that happened last night. Some said a satellite fell out of orbit, others said a comet hit, and the rest said a spaceship mission had gone wrong.

'What no aliens? Well if I asked Malik he would tell something really out there. Good thing he's not here.' Yami continued home to his apartment building. The apartments were small houses some had two apartments on top of each other, others had two floors and the rest were singles floors. Yami's, however was a two floor with another apartment on top. There was a roof over the walkways it connected to the house across making a small concert hall, about five feet wide. At the end of Yami's hall were the steps to the next apartment's landing, where a crazy man lived. While straight across was a woman and her boy friend that, Yami had caught many times doing nasty things in the hall as well as on his front door. But not today so Yami went in the door without cleaning the handle. Knowing the two were out for the day. He went in, plopped down on the couch and turned on the T.V. The news was talking about the crash being a ship, however no bodies being found.

'Figures, but I still say that it's alien or alien tech.' just as he thought this there was a loud BANG on his door, then another as the thing hit the floor. Yami was mad. "Grate Mai's back." He said to himself going to the door and swinging it open. "Mai! I thought I told, you to-"Mai was not there instead, sat a boy leaning on the wall to the side of the door. His body was limp, he was covered in cuts and scrapes, and his skin that wasn't discolored or harmed, but was pail as moonlight with a soft green glow to it. The boy's hair was like Yami's, but had no blonde striking into the black or playing with the red tips of the spikes. The boy's cloths looked as if they were some sort of uniform, but it was too torn up to tell exactly what it was from. Upon hearing Yami yell, the boy shot to his feet and stood facing him. The boy shook all over and his eyes showed fear. When Yami saw the boy's beautiful eyes he caught his breath.

"I-I'm s-sorry. I-I-I…." The boy was staring to cry and shake, and then he started to cough. Blood was running everywhere. Yami now saw the deeper wounds that registered to him as life threatening.
"I'll go now." The boy said starting to walk away, but fell to his knees. Yami came over to help the boy not really caring that the boy's blood was green.
"Are you alright?" Yami asked kneeling down beside the boy. He placed a hand on the boy's back. The boy looked up at him still shaking. "Let's go inside, you're wounded really badly and I don't think I can take you to a hospital, they would freak if they saw the green blood. Here let me carry you. You're too weak to walk. " Yami went to pick him up. The boy flinched, but didn't move.

"Pl-lease don't!" The boy stated trying to back away.

Yami stopped for a moment. "And why not, if anyone else finds you they'll take you to the FBI, and you don't want that do you?" The boy shook his head trying to stand up again, but yet again fell. Yami was able to catch him in time. Now holding him bride-style, he took him inside. Once inside Yami bandaged all the wounds as best as he could, while the boy sat with his head down.

"Can I get you anything?" Yami asked. The boy looked up and blushed looking away slightly.
"Do you have any Milk and raw eggs?" He flinched as he shifted in the seat.
"Yes I do, but why would you like that?" Yami asked going, to get the items. When he came back he handed them to the boy. The boy said items in two glasses as well as a spoon. He watched the boy put the eggs in the milk, mixed it up then put it in the condense of a small packet as well and then mixed it again.
"I want it because it will stop my internal bleeding. These things along with this powdered herb will heal internal wounds, but not any of the others." The boy explained then drank the concoction.
"Wow so you know some odd things. WAIT YOUR BLEEDING INTERNALY?!"
"Yes I am, but it will stop now." The boy almost fell to the ground, Yami caught him again before he hit he hit the floor. Yami set him on the couch and went to get some extra PJ's. When he got back he took off the boy's torn uniform revealing the rest of his body. He had on an undergarment so nothing could be seen. Once Yami had the boy's cloths off, he looked over the wounds one more time seeing something new; a mark that he had missed while bandaging the other. It looked like two wings one looked angelic while the other looked demonic, atop the wings sat a crown. There were also marks intertwining with it one was green, the other peach. The green touched the white wing, while the peach touched the dark. Yami took a step back and looked the boy over once more before dressing him. The boy was small for his age, in which Yami guessed about 18. Other than that he looked the same as when he first saw him. After dressing him, Yami set him on the bed in his room to rest. Yami watched over him for the next few hours checking his pulse every hour or so.

The boy woke as the sun started to rise. He blinked in the soft light and sat up he looked around the room slowly. 'I remember my ship crashing and leaving it. A human, a nice one, he didn't care that I was an alien and he didn't turn me in to the FBI or CIA.' He looked down, when he felt something around his waist. It was an arm he followed it over with his eyes which widened when he saw the owner who was fast asleep beside him. 'He stayed with me all night?! I must have worried him. Why do I always bring pain and worry to everyone?' He laid back down and placed his hand on Yami's cheek looking at the other's face. Once his hand touched the other he was pulled closer. "Please don't die….." Yami whispered in his sleep. The boy smiled.
'I won't if you don't want me to my human.' He thought just then as he removed his hand it was caught by another. Yami slowly opened his eyes amethyst met crimson. Yami looked at the boy then blinked, shocked that he was awake, but happy that he was still alive. Yami threw his arms around him and pulled him closer.
"You're OK I thought you would die in the night. You were really out of it and only had a chance to drink that odd stuff you made then went out. I was so worried that I was checking on you constantly." Yami was still pulling him closer being mindful of the wounds. "Never thought an alien would come, nor that he would be injured, I don't know how to help." Yami continued talking to himself more than anyone else.
"You did what you could for not knowing what to do. Now I've imposed on you enough I'll go." The boy said pulling away, but being pulled back at once.
"No you aren't going any were like this. Not wounded the way you are. You'll stay with me till you're healed. Now get some more rest I'll be back in to check on you after I've made breakfast." With that Yami got up and tucked the boy in the left the room. With a grumble, the boy lie back down and fell back to sleep.

Yami was standing in the kitchen starring in the refrigerator trying to figure out what to make.
'I wonder what it is he would like, or what he does eat, or what he can't eat. Wait what if he has a reaction to something I make and dies because his body can't handle something in the food, what if I kill the thing I'm trying to keep alive?!' Yami was so caught up in these thoughts he never realized the other standing behind him in the doorway sneaking up behind him. Yami gasped as he felt the extra weight and looked over his shoulder to see the thing responsible. He was met with amethyst eyes. Yami blinked now registering who it was. The boy smiled at him with a bold smile.
"Been lost long?" He asked. Yami looked at him blinking.
"Huh?" was all Yami could get out confused as to what the boy meant.
"Have you been lost long? You left 20 minutes ago and now I find you lost in thought looking in an ice box. Do you need help my human?" He chirped. Yami blushed at the "my human" it was not said as if the boy was talking down to him, but more like a pet name.
"Sorry I was only thinking-"He got cut off.
"Most human food is close to the food on my planet. I can have just about anything here, but fish and seafood. That's because I'm allergic to that. I can help if you want. I can cook despite what my friends' say."
"No, I'm not letting you cook if you strain yourself you'll never get better." Yami said pulling out the stuff to make pancakes. The boy watched then jumped up and sat on the counter so he could watch. He was close enough to see, but not close enough to interfere with the other.
Yami kept an eye on the boy watching him. "So we haven't introduced ourselves yet." The boy looked up to his eyes and blinked then nodded. "Well I'm……" Knock knock knock someone was pounding on the door. Yami sighed. He wanted to know the boys name so he could stop thinking of him as just an alien. Well he thought of the boy as his alien, but he wanted his name.