* To begin, I do not entirely own this story, it is a combination of my own idea and that of SmileRen. *
Lapis lazuli
In other words,- me.
My name is Ruri Saiki and I go to a private catholic girls school. Sara Mudo is my best friend, she goes to my school too. I'll admit that I do kind of like Sara possibly too much. She stands up for me and looks after me.
But really, I like her brother too, Setsuna. He has Sara's blonde hair, and he's incredibly handsome for a boy. Something about him is off though. I can read auras, and while Sara's is soft and warm, his is ... different.
Something like wings seem to be following him around, a golden light like that of an angels.
Anyway, this is me. Let's begin with what happened last. Not first, because to do that would mean going back in time before everything. And right now, that doesn't seem fitting. So I'll start at the end and wind my what happened after 'the end'.
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"Lazuli darling, come here." Rosiel-sama beckons me from the dark room of his chamber. He resides on the length of furniture, his messy golden hair flowing around him and pooling on the cushions.
"Yes?" I say, coming from the room, I kneel just outside of the doorway. It was only a few days ago that Rosiel-sama had given me this body, that of an angel, already I'd become used to it's form.
"I'll be taking my leave now, take care of my chambers." he said, rising from where he lie and ran a hand through his hair.
"Where are you going?" I ask, following him to the door, he already wore his formal dress, the attire he chose befit his elegant features to a T.
"I need to talk to the Metatron, and Sevotharte, by now they should be holding counsel." Rosiel-sama said.
"I see," I said, watching as he left, closing the door behind him. I sigh, I never thought I'd be here. When I died, I never once thought I might not remain dead. Rosiel-sama used me to become himself again, his soul had been sealed in the earth.
But when he was resurrected, my physical form was destroyed. Rosiel-sama was kind enough to bring me to heaven, and gave me a body. Now I serve him.
Walking back towards the room I'd come from, inside the tomb was slightly open, blood ran down the floor towards two huddling children. One terrified and the other just watching. Maybe she had given up.
Cords shot out and ripped another child towards the pool of cords. I flinched and looked away, closing the door behind me, not wanting to hear the screams.
I've done my best to keep it from Rosiel-sama, but I can't stand watching that... that thing eat innocent little children. But I have no room to speak since I owe him this body and this second chance at life.
Pinching the bridge of my nose I sigh and decide to start cleaning the room up. It was a terribly mess, a blanket and clothes thrown around, a robe hanging barely on the side of the couch. Through the windows pale not-light light passes through the too thick glass inside. It was hard to tell if the light made the room lighter or darker.
Taking the blanket I folded it and placed it on the end of the couch, then with the clothes I folded it and make a tower of the things before setting them on the couch. I wondered sometimes why Rosiel-sama doesn't sleep in the bed. It occurred to me a while ago, shortly after I'd been brought back, just why he might not.
In such a big bed, one becomes even more aware of the fact that they're alone. Maybe Rosiel-sama is lonely.
The screams from behind the door cease, and as I stand perfectly still, listening, I can faintly hear a voice. Not that it's any of my business. I'm merely Rosiel-sama's servant.
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The day I met archangel Michael is a day I won't soon forget. I was sent out by Rosiel-sama to deliver a letter to Sevotharte, whom I'd been told would most likely be with the Metatron.
As I went I looked around for any clue that someone might be around, because for a moment I thought I'd heard something, but dismissed it a moment later seeing as no one was around. Anymore.
Rounding the corner I run into someone, dropping the letter I go sprawling on the floor.
"Watch we're your going!" A young man said, his hair a fiery red like a deep sunset. The head of a blue dragon on his left cheek. I couldn't help but stare. "Are you stupid?" he asked upon my not responding, I immediately felt a blush on my cheeks and stood up, dusting myself off, I looked over at him only to look down.
"Excuse me, I didn't mean to run into you. Sorry." I say, bowing and looking for the letter, it was beside his foot. Kneeling down I was about to grab it when he picked it up.
"Who are you?" He asked, glaring.
"Me? I, um, Ruri Saiki." I say, feeling stupid, Rosiel-sama wouldn't approve of my behavior outside of his chamber.
"Feh, get out of here before I kill you, human." He said, then walked passed me. I never would have thought that being called a human would be an insult, but suddenly I felt angry. I'm not human anymore. I'm an angel. I'm ... I'm Lapis Lazuli.
"Please give me the letter back." I say, turning around.
"What?" he asked, stopping.
"Please, Rosiel-sama requested I bring that to Sevotharte," I say.
He lifts up his arm, the letter between his index and middle finger, as if saying, 'come and get it'. I took a few steps forward and just as my finger grazed it, it went up in flames.
"Ha, that's what you get for ordering me around, human." he smirked, dropped the flaming paper, which was now just a pile of ashes as it crumbled on the floor. I bent down and picked up the ashes in my hands, glancing up I watched him walk away.
Who was he?
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