AN: Well, hello there. I'm back with a new fandom and a new pairing. This is a multi-chaptered story that I hope you like.

Comments, critics, suggestions or something you would like to see are always welcome.

A Pair of Icarus Wings

Chapter 1

Meetings

Summer nights were always warm and filled with a quiet magic, everything around her seemed lively and welcoming as she glided above the ground greeting the different creatures of The Moor. Maleficent closed her eyes enjoying the wind caressing her skin as she flew further away from the center of the Moor into the most darkened and solitary confines of it.

She didn't come here often but when she did, she was sure to find solitude filled with peace and a moment for herself. Maleficent landed near a group of black trees, home to some gracious creatures that were more lively during the winter season. The young fairy would have started walking around when the sound of whimpers and silent crying called her attention. She frowned for never before she had heard a sound like that one. Hesitating, Maleficent entered the space between two enormous trees and followed the sound of crying.

It didn't too her long to find a bundle of black and skin curled up at the feet of a tree. She stopped, her eyes moving curiously over the form before her. It was no larger than herself but it also held a peculiarity that no other creature in The Moors possess. It looked just like her.

"Are you well?" Maleficent finally asked and her voice broke the silence of the night. The bundle tensed up, turning around to reveal the young face of a little creature, a young male with black eyes and equally black hair.,

The young male opened his eyes sitting up, the action made him grimace and grabbed his side as blood poured from a nasty wound he had on his side. Maleficent watched it with growing concern, she didn't thinking it twice coming closer to the young creature who seemed to be looking at her with apprehension and fear on his face.

"You are hurt!" She said kneeling in front of him while glancing at the wound. "Who did this to you? Who are you? I'm Maleficent, I'm a fairy of the Moors and you, who are you?"

Maleficent tried to share a warm smile with the small boy, who was looking at her with confusion now, his eyes touching every detail on the fairy's face and eyes.

"I'm…I'm Diaval." He finally said in a small voice. Maleficent smiled and Diaval felt his cheeks growing warm.

"Very well, Diaval. May I have a look? Perhaps I can help."

Diaval pursed his lips, looking down at his wound then at Maleficent. With some reluctance, he lifted his hand whimpering when a new wave of pain hit him hard. Maleficent frown and leaned forward watching the nasty cut.

"Who did this?"

"A…A human." Diaval said softly. "I was…I was playing on his crops and he didn't like it."

"Hn, humans…why were you there?" Maleficent asked while allowing her fingertips to touch the edges of the cut.

"I…I was flying. Playing to see if I could win against the dogs."

Maleficent lifted her face looking at Diaval with more attention, she tilted her head confusedly.

"But, you don't have wings."

"I do!" Diaval said strongly, he groaned and grabbed his wound. "I just…I can showed you right now because I'm hurt."

Maleficent contemplate with growing horror what would it feel like if she got hurt and couldn't fly. What if she lost her wings? It would be a pain even more greater than the one Diaval was wearing at his side. She shook her head scaring away those terrible thoughts before placing her hand on top of Diaval's one. The boy looked over at her, sweat rolling down his forehead as he glanced at her.

"Wh-What are you doing?"

"I'm going to help you. I usually do this with the forest when it is hurt or something happens. I've never done it with…well, with someone like me."

"Why?" Diaval asked strangely, Maleficent smiled gently at him.

"Because I would love to see your wings."

Diaval was left silent when the fairy set to work, her eyes glowed a pretty shade of golden and Diaval could not take his eyes away from her. He let out a exclamation of pain when her magic started healing him slowly, and he still could not take his black eyes of the concentrated look she had on her while working her magic on him. He didn't know how long it pass but when it was all over she looked tired but satisfied.

"Well, that was hard." She smiled at him. "But I think I heal you. You just need to take things slow for some time to recover completely."

"Thank you." He whispered smiling at her.

It wasn't until two days later, when Maleficent was back that she got to see Diaval transformation. She was amazed at how easy it came to him changed from his semi-human form to one of a young raven. He flew low, playfully brushing his wings against Maleficent. He cawed teasing her, goading her with pretty turns and twirls in the air. She laughed freely and soon joined Diaval in the air.

Diaval felt content, his heart beating faster than normal when this young fairy showed kindness to him, when she joined him with her pretty wings in the air. Ever since he had been ostracized from his flock due to his aptitude to change he had never been in the company of others but himself.

"Thank you." Diaval mumbled once they had landed, Maleficent shook her head smiling at him.

"You have wonderful wings, Diaval."

"Not as pretty as yours." He replied blushing and looking away shyly, Maleficent felt her own cheeks warm but she kept on smiling leaning in to place an innocent kiss on Diaval's cheek.

"Thank you."

Diaval was astonished for a second, he turned to face Maleficent but the girl had distracted herself with other things. He opened and closed his mouth several times before moving to his nest. He searched earnestly under the curious glance of Maleficent until he smiled in victory. He turned and present Maleficent with a single golden flower, s rarity even in the Moors. Maleficent gasped touching the petals of said flower before glancing at a pleased Diaval.

"I…I found this. And it remind me of you." He said placing the flower on Maleficent's hand, even there she could feel the flower was still alive. "I…It's nothing in comparison to what you did to me, but I hope you..you like it."

"It's beautiful, Diaval. Thank you."

Diaval was very pleased, he watched his fairy fly away with the flower carefully held on her hand. He felt his heart soar at the sight of her flying and a part of him wanted to follow her. They had promised each other tomorrow, and the day after that.

But, destiny had another thing in mind and it wouldn't be until years later that their paths would join once again.