And Tears Fell From Heaven
Part 1
By: Little Washu ^-^

A/N: I will warn you. This is a very sad and angsty fic. It does have character death and is slightly suicidal. I know this is a complete turn around from my usual cute fics, but everyone needs some change, right? Anyway, since I'm trying something new, I want everyone who reads this to tell me what you liked AND disliked about it. I want to see if I get this depressing stuff right. Let's roll 'em.


The icy winter chill blasted through Momiji's thick coat, as the wind picked up. She shivered as she pulled her coat closer to her body. It was late and the weather was only getting worse. Momiji glanced at her walking companion. He INSISTED on escorting her home in this storm.

Kusanagi stuffed his hands in his coat pockets, as he walked next to Momiji. There was no way he was going to let her walk home in this blizzard alone.

"What were you thinking?!" Kusanagi scolded, "Why didn't you leave the office earlier?!"

Momiji bowed her head in shame. She knew she should've left earlier, but she needed to finish her paperwork for the TAC before tomorrow and she really didn't want to bring it home.

"I can't believe you didn't have enough common sense to leave earlier!" he shouted.

Momiji wrinkled her nose. "Here he goes again." she thought. Every time she did something he deemed "stupid" or "idiotic" she would receive a lecture on how foolish she was and how the Kushinada should have more sense than that. She was getting tired of it. Tired of being scolded, tired of being lectured, and tired of being treated as if she was made of glass. She wasn't JUST the Kushinada, savior of Japan, or to put it simply, an Arigami suppressor. She was a person!

A person with feelings and independent thoughts. She didn't need anyone to protect her! She didn't need Kusanagi! Her mind paused.

She really did love him, but she wasn't sure if the feeling was mutual. Maybe he just stayed around because he felt it was his duty to protect her......

....... Because she was the Kushinada.

Momiji stopped walking and stood on the sidewalk. Kusanagi turned around and gave her a questioning glance.

"Momiji, what are you waiting for? We have to get you home now." Kusanagi insisted. Momiji ignored his question and stared at the ground. Kusanagi raised his eyebrows questioningly at Momiji's actions.

"Momiji?" he asked again, concern now entering his voice.

Momiji raised her head as she locked her gaze on Kusanagi. Her jaw was set and her eyes showed a gleam of sadness.

"Why don't you just go home, Kusanagi. I can get home by myself." Momiji stated softly.

Now, Kusanagi was confused. Was she even paying attention? The entire reason he was walking her home was for her own protection. Not only was it dangerous to walk in this storm, but who knows if and when an Arigami will come around.

"No, Momiji. I'm taking you home and that's that." Kusanagi affirmed firmly.

"I don't need your help. I'm fine by myself." she argued, her tone gaining confidence.

"Like Hell you are!" Kusanagi shouted. How could she be so foolish? "I'm taking you home NOW, and there is nothing further to discuss!"

She didn't understand the importance of him protecting her. She needed to be safe. The fate of Japan rested on her shoulders. Besides, everyone would miss her... especially Kusanagi.

He did love her, though he would never admit it. As he saw it, he wasn't worthy to love her. He was her protector. "Nothing more, nothing less." his mind would state over and over again, but his heart knew the truth. He truly did love her.

Momiji frowned at him, "You're not my boss, Kusanagi." she announced childishly, "I'm fine without you around! You don't need to baby-sit me. I think I'm a little old for that." Momiji's emotions flipped from anger to sadness and back again. Her livid words flew out of her mouth without heed. She didn't mean to be angry, but she couldn't help but feel sad at her unreciprocated love.

Kusanagi narrowed his eyes. She never talked to him like that. It wasn't like Momiji, but his rational thoughts left, leaving behind stubbornness.

"Fine," Kusanagi spoke bitterly, "Go by yourself. I don't care. But don't blame me if you get hurt. It won't be my fault." he added, as he turned his back towards Momiji.

Momiji bit her lip. "He doesn't care?" she thought sadly. She closed her eyes to force the tears away. If he didn't care about her, then she wouldn't waste her heart on him.

"I'm going home." she stated to him, her voice almost cracking under her unshed tears. "Goodbye, Kusanagi." She began to walk slowly across the crosswalk.

Kusanagi closed his eyes in shame of himself. He didn't need to be so callous. He didn't miss the sadness in her voice, or the threatening tears. He turned to apologize, "Momiji, I-" he stopped to find she was already crossing the street, her head bowed. He could kick himself for being so harsh.

He was about to call out to her again, when he noticed the truck speeding down the street... and heading strait for Momiji. Fear seized his heart at the thought of what was about to happen.

"MOMIJI!!!! LOOK OUT!!!!" he screamed as he ran towards her.

Momiji's head snapped up at the call of her name. She turned to face Kusanagi, but received a shock as she saw the truck racing strait at her. She tried to move, but fear held her legs in place.

The last thing she remembered hearing was the screeching of tires against the snow covered road and Kusanagi's screams.

To be continued...

A/N: OMG! Am I evil, or what? The next part will be out soon enough. I plan on this having 3 parts total. The next part will, more than likely, be longer, so just be patient. I promise to get the next part to ya'll ASAP. Well, ja!