Yes, after several months, I am back. Blame my absence on the SATs/SATIIs/APs/CASHEE/Finals/School/ and a budding social life. This whole story has been revised and completed (sort of). The only change you should notice (if you have read this before) is the smaller amount of grammatical errors. They are still some left and it would warm my heart if somebody spotted them for me. As usual, I don't own any of the characters in this story and if I did own them…you don't want to know what naughty things I would do to Trowa. ^__~

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Angels Can Bleed

By Sarien (ChibiSarien@netscape.net)

Prologue: Meeting You

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A woman rushed around the center of the lively L1. Nobody in the busy streets actually saw her for was traveling by the oddest means, yet that only complimented her ethereal look. She had a billowing long mint green dress that moved on phantom winds. Her reddish-brown hair was up in a ponytail. And although she was rushing, her emerald green eyes remained serene.

The odd thing about the woman was that she had wings, impressive white angelic wings. She was an angel and wasn't an angel, it was complicated existence. The woman was an archangel, a higher angel and was never alive to begin with.

Why the higher power told her to witness the birth of a boy, she did not know. It puzzled her. Mortals puzzled her. She had spent her whole 'unlife' in heaven so this was her first experience on the mortal plains.

The archangel wasn't born but was created by the higher powers created her to carry out their deeds. That is why most of the other angels that had been born at some point and time shunned her because she had never been alive to begin with but she had her own will and mind. They shunned her for being one of the creators' favorites.

This whole situation puzzled her. After a century (she had a poor concept of time) of unlife why the mission? The angel sighed.

"They told me to go to a hospital. What is a hospital?" she said out loud. It wasn't as if anybody would hear her. Only infants and those very close to death could see or hear her. Infants could, because they began as pure and innocent and weren't taught what was possible or impossible. Angels were supposed to be imaginary (the archangel snorted at that thought). Those near death could see angels because they were gaining the other sight; the ability to see the impossible before they died. Mortals needed the other sight in order to have judgment passed upon them.

'Mortals…I should feel pity on them, but they are like us in their own right,' she thought.

The angel launched herself into the air. It was unsettling to pass through mortals. In the sky she could see other lesser angels flying by. They ignored her and she ignored them like they always did.

"These mortals. Why do they need those vehicles to move? They should have wings. I must talk to the creators about that when I return…the creators only briefed me on the basics of the mortal realms. What the heck is a hospital?"

Then she heard a noise. It was a large crash. She looked down and saw that two of the vehicles had collided with each other. "Nooo…" she whispered. The archangel landed in front of the accident. She passed through the solid vehicle. In one car a man had his head against the steering wheel. He was unconscious.

The tenshi shivered. Her friend death was approaching. She wasn't bothered much by death; it was just another phase. Tenshi (A.N. :I'll call her for awhile since it means angel) went through the other vehicle. There were two people in this one. A woman, that looked much older then Tenshi's appearance of 17, and a small girl, about 6, were inside.

The woman was bleeding to death from where a piece of glass had pierced her chest. However, the small girl was injured more. They both had the other sight, looking at her through glassy eyes. Tenshi turned around as she felt a soothing hand on her back. It was Death, also known as the 'grim reaper.' Death was a girl, about 15 years old in appearance and was one of the first goddesses created. Tenshi came a century after.

The small girl had short black hair, purple eyes and held a glaive. "Hotaru-chan, leave them be," Tenshi said. Hotaru was her nickname for the girl. "It's my job and you can't talk me out of it Makoto," she said using her given name.

Makoto knew the angel of death was right. This was the cycle of life. She kissed each of the mortal's foreheads. "Good bye," she whispered. She turned and nodded at Hotaru who then entered the car to put the mortals in the "final sleep."

When Makoto exited the car she saw a large crowd gathered around the accident sight. It angered Makoto. Anger was to be her first new emotion on the mortal plains.

"You selfish people! You stand around here doing nothing while two people pass on and don't even lift a hand to help!" Makoto yelled.

Of course nobody but the other angels heard her and they looked at her with disgust. This was just the way humans were; they couldn't change.

"Look, the ambulance is coming. They'll help. They'll take them to the hospital," one mortal bystander said.

"Help. They said they'd help. At least they are some people in this realm that are caring. She said they'd take them to the hospital…that's where I have to be now," she thought.

Makoto waited for a few moments. Then there was a horrible siren in the air. A human vehicle ran her over…actually she passed right through it. The sensation was not a pleasant one.

'These humans…why do they have to have the vehicle screaming like a banshee. Don't they ever get tired of it? But Minako-chan practically lives down here. She is the love goddess after all. But I wonder how she can stand working for these humans? They are selfish…'

The ambulance stopped in front of the accident site and loaded the living victim in a stretcher and the other two in body bags. Then they sped off in the direction of what Makoto hoped was the hospital. She spread her wings and glided over the ambulance.

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Makoto arrived at a large building only minutes later. It was in good condition compared to those around it. In the time of war, a building that was standing strong was a rarity.

The tenshi walked through the walls. 'Now where do children get born? I wish Ami were here. She is the muse of knowledge after all. I guess she does get busy. This is going to take awhile…lets get started.'

Makoto flew in and out of rooms. She paused outside of one door where she heard wails. A tug at her heart told her it was this room. 'I wonder why I'm supposed to witness a birth,' she thought as she walked into the room filled with men and women dressed in all white.

One of them was handing a newborn baby to a woman lying in the hospital bed. She looked tired but smiled weakly at the baby. The man next to her put a comforting arm on the shoulder of the woman.

"I missed it!" Makoto exclaimed.

"What should we name him, Ryo?" the woman in bed asked the man next to her. "Asuka I think we should name him…Shinosaki [1]." "That's a great name. He little one what do you think about that?" She asked as she rocked the child.

The newborn cooed under her mother's tender embrace. "I'm sorry Miss but we need to take him away now. You need some rest," a nurse said. Asuka nodded in understanding but couldn't help the sad look on her face as the nurse gently picked up little Shinosaki and took him out of the room.

"Hey! What are you doing? Can't you see he wants to be with his mother?" the tenshi yelled. Makoto followed the nurse. Her protests went unnoticed.

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When the nurse left, Makoto heaved a sigh of relief. "That horrid woman is gone." The room was filled with many glass incubators with a tiny infant in each. She found among the many cases, her charge. Her hand reached through the glass.

"Hello my Chibi one. How are you?" Her hand actually touched the infant because he had the other sight.

The child stopped its wailing and looked a little dumbstruck. "Don't be afraid Chibi Shinosaki. I'll protect you. I'll swear my unlife on it," she solemnly said. 

Makoto smiled at him, breaking the somber mood. "I'll volunteer for the position of your Guardian Angel." The child responded happily in baby. But, try as she might, the angel couldn't decipher the gibberish.

"Makoto," somebody called.

She turned and saw a deity, one of whom she recognized. "What is it Michiru-san?" she asked. The woman with the aquamarine hair smiled. "A creator wants you?" she said.

"Which one?"

"Serenity-sama," she answered. Makoto was puzzled. "Why would she send you? You are the muse of music. Don't you have better things to do?"

"Well…I…um…I had a little fight with our friend the muse of adventure. You know, Haruka. I 'accidentally' inspired her latest charge to be a musician rather then a military general. So I guess I could need some time alone so I volunteered for the job," she said sheepishly. "You'll work it out. You two always do. But what were Serenity-sama's exact words?" Makoto asked to change the subject.

Michiru's expression softened. "She said that your mission is complete and to come back to her palace right away. She wants you to make preparations for some event she wants to host.' Good luck though. You know how long those events she hosts are," Michiru said with a grimace. Makoto sighed, "And I wanted to spend time with Chibi Shino."

The muse of music looked lost at the mention of the name. "I'll tell you another time. Where are you off to now?"

 "I'm going to go visit Hermes and rub his nose in the new piece I created. It's called 'for the princess.' Well I have to go now Makoto. An opera singer has given up the will to sing. She's the last of a dying breed. Ja ne," Michiru said. She disappeared in a poof of aquamarine smoke and silver music notes. "Bye," Makoto replied belatedly. She then turned to her charge.

 "Goodbye Chibi Shinosaki. I will try and visit but I think I will be too busy. Remember, my thoughts are with you." Makoto spread her wings and began her trip to Serenity's Crystal Palace.

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A.N 1: I know that's not his real name but remember that Heero Yuy is his codename he took form a famous leader and I don't think they mentioned his real name-Shinosaki is the first name that came to mind mainly because he's really a character on SM.

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