Hey Everyone,

I'm back... did you miss me? Here is my new story i have been working on for months and have gotten nowhere...ugh. So please tell me what you think and if you would like me to continue. I'm not positive where i want this story to go at the moment, but i have a few ideas. And yes its once again an AU...i swear thats the only thing i can write...ugh...oh wait another story i'm writing isn't an AU...oh snap. Anyways i'm sorry for being gone for so long...it was just first summer quarter had me busy, then i went on an amazing vacation, and now once again i'm back in school for fall quarter.

In this story i'm putting in some of the amazing writing ideas i learned from my summer writing class, can you tell my style changed some? So, anyways, you all know what i want to ask you...please Read, Review and of course enjoy.

~Kai

Castiel glared down at his hands that rested in his lap as he sat stiffly in the strait back chair. He couldn't see his father glaring at him, but he could definitely feel it and it made him shift nervously in his chair. He could hear his father pacing around his study. To Castiel the study had always had somewhat of a warm feeling shrouding it with its caramel color walls and dark cherry wood paneling, but now at that current moment it was the coldest place he had ever been.

"Castiel, you do realize that you have left me no other choice?" His father barked and Castiel just nodded his head up and down, not daring to look up into his father in the eyes.

A long moment passed and Castiel determined that it was now his turn to speak "I'm sorry father." He pleaded as he finally looked up; his sapphire eyes connected with his father's who were cold, dark and emotionless. Castiel felt cold chill run down his spine before he looked away unable to hold his father's scrutinizing gaze any longer.

"Do you honestly believe that saying your sorry is enough Castiel? You can't play god, not now, not ever!" Castiel's father snarled as he reached down and gripped Castiel's chin. Castiel flinched as he nodded his head up and down slowly once again as his father looked him straight in the eyes. Castiel swallowed a hallow breath as he struggled against his father's grip too look away and hide his unease he felt under his father's gaze once again.

"I didn't think it would turn out that way." Castiel pleaded again as his father released his chin and his father shook head in disappointment.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't mean it! You seriously hurt people Castiel! Can you live with that? I don't believe for one minute that you understand just exactly what it is you have done. I'm sorry Castiel, but this was the last straw. I just can't deal with you anymore. So I have arranged for you to go to boarding school since you have left me no other options. I just don't trust you and after this incident, I don't see why I should."

Castiel's jaw fell open as he stared up at his father. Suddenly he began shaking his head from side to side frantically. "No! Please! I'm sorry! I promise I won't do it again. Please don't send me away." Castiel stammered as he shot up to his feet.

"I'm sorry Castiel, but I have to because I believe this is the only way to get you to learn. If there was another option I would take it, but you have only brought this upon yourself." His father sighed as he began to wave him off dismissively towards the door. Castiel looked over at the door and then back at his father, glaring daggers into the man.

Castiel felt his fists clench as he turned on his heel and exited his father's study. He continued to storm down the hall towards his bedroom only stopping once to stare at the door to his brother's room.

The door was closed and Castiel approached it slowly as he raised his fist ready to knock, but quickly changed his mind before he turned away hurrying down the hall into his own bedroom slamming the door behind him.

He exhaled a long breath as he hurried over to his bookcase. His sapphire eyes scanned the spines of each of the books, until he found the one he was looking for. He pulled the book off the shelf and yanked it open, exposing it to be hallowed out with a pack of cigarettes inside. He gripped the pack tightly and dropped the book onto the floor as he went and slouched down upon his bed.

After he had extracted a cigarette from the pack and placed it in between his lips, he reached over to his bedside table and pulled open the small drawer. He fished around inside of it for a few moments until he pulled out a Zippo lighter. On one side of the lighter it had his name engraved with angel wings surrounding it and on the other side the phrase altivolus per angelus (soars with angels).

He flicked the igniter a few times before a steady flame formed and held it up to his cigarette. The flame lighted the one end and he took a long drag, slowly expelling smoke from his nostrils. He sighed and took his cigarette in between his index and middle fingers before he flopped down on his back upon his bed.

He spent a few minutes on his back staring up at the ceiling of his room taking long drags from his cigarette every couple of minutes before banishing the smoke from his lungs, until his cell phone startled him up into a sitting position.

He struggled to fish it out of his pocket as he kept his lips wrapped tightly around the shrinking cigarette as he gazed down at the text message he had received.

Fr: Balthazar – Did you get into trouble?

Castiel snorted at the text message as he quickly began typing up a message for Balthazar

Fr: Castiel – I got reamed. He's even sending me away to boarding school so I don't screw up his life even more.

Castiel pressed the send button on his phone and waited patiently for Balthazar's reply by smoking another cigarette. A few minutes pass and his phone gently vibrated again.

Fr: Balthazar – Dude that sucks! I'm going to miss you because I mean, who else am I going to do fucked up shit with? =(

Castiel smiled slightly at the message in spite of everything that had happened. He typed a quick response to Balthazar once more.

Fr: Castiel – I'm sure you'll find someone, but I'm glad you'll miss me. At least I had one good thing here.

Castiel pressed the send button and then tossed the phone on to his bedside table, while rolling over trying to somehow find some sleep.

The next day Castiel woke up feeling light headed as he struggled to sit up in the tangles of his bed sheets. He heard a loud banging and looked quickly over to the entrance to his room. He saw his father standing with a large black trunk in his hands as he marched closer to Castiel's bed.

"I have already had someone pack your things. Now get up and get dressed so I can send you on your way." Castiel's father finished his statement as he slammed the trunk down onto the floor and strolled out of Castiel's room without looking back.

Castiel stared darkly at the trunk as he slithered out of bed and trudged over to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of boxers and then a pair of dark denim jeans. He sifted through his drawers and yanked out a gray long sleeve shirt that had an elaborate design on the back that made it look like he had wings. After he finished getting dressed he walked back to his bedside table and picked up his lighter and his cell phone, shoving them deep down into his pockets. He shot the trunk another dark look as he reached down and grabbed its handle and dragged it from his room turning off the light as he exited.

Castiel and his father filed into his father's limo and started on their way to the airport. The trip there was silent with Castiel just glaring out the window at the passing scenery.

"Where are you banishing me too?" Castiel asked slowly not tearing his eyes away from the window and the scenery.

"Lawrence Academy, for delinquent boys, who are much like yourself…Troubled." Castiel's father spat as Castiel cringed at his father's harsh words.

"Are you coming with me?" Castiel asked, already knowing the answer.

"No of course not, I am much too busy. I have sent the required paperwork ahead all ready and I just hope that this school will knock some sense into you Castiel." His father stated sternly as the limo slowed down and pulled to a stopped at the large main curb in front of the large airport.

The limo driver stepped out of the limo and retrieved Castiel's trunk before he went and opened the limo's door for Castiel. Castiel turned to look at his father. He wanted to confess everything, but he couldn't. He wanted his father to say he had been mistaken once he heard the truth, but both of them just remained silent, as they stared darkly at one another.

"Go Castiel!" His father finally barked and Castiel's scrambled out of the limo, not daring to look back at his father. The limo driver stared at him for a moment then handed Castiel's the handle to the trunk and a plane ticket. Castiel blinked in confusion as the driver shut the door, which left him looking at his reflection in the dark tinted glass. The driver tipped his hat towards Castiel as he walked back around the car getting in it quickly and pulling away from the curb.

Castiel stared after them. He clenched his fist tightly around the ticket, crumpling it slightly. The handle of his trunk shook in the palm of his hand. He wasn't sure if he was mad at the fact that his father hadn't even said goodbye or the fact that his father treated him as a burden. At that moment Castiel then decided that if his father didn't need him, then he didn't need his father either. But that didn't stop him from looking back over his shoulder once more at the shrinking limo, before he vanished into the airport.