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A Wish Fanfiction

Heaven and Hell

(Chapter One: In the Beginning)

It had been some time since the Kouryuu had been in Hell.  Yes, quite a long time. Not since....Not since he stayed on Earth living with Kokyou the son of Satan, Hisui, the former Archangel of the Wind, a human, and Kohaku.

"Kohaku…"

Kouryuu whispered softly to himself as he lay in his luxurious bed that was piled high with pillows and fitted with satin sheets. The raven haired, ruby-eyed demon lay awake in his bed and in an unusually pensive mood that morning.  Kohaku. The name invoked many pleasant memories for him. He after all, had been the main reason for his staying there no Earth. Even now, as the memories of tormenting the angel floated through his mind, he smiled to himself. A rare secret smile that hardly any saw.  However those days spent on Earth, are long since gone as well as Kohaku himself. What became of Kohaku? Well.....As was Kohaku's punishment or reward as the case may be, he is now asleep. He would remain that way, asleep, for the next hundred years, awaiting the reincarnation of his beloved Seichirou.

Following this verdict handed down by God himself, there was little for him left on Earth. True, he would have preferred to stay on Earth instead of returning to Hell, however there was nothing left for him there. Hisui and Kokyou to this day reside in Seichirou's old house but he could no longer stomach the romantic antics of the two star crossed lovers. So having nowhere else to go he reluctantly returned home to Hell. His uncle, Satan, was happy to see him return. Having recently lost his son, Kokyou, he indeed overjoyed to have at least one member of the royal household beside him again.  Satan had never really cared about his activities as long as he was, at least a majority of the time, in Hell and attended the seasonal meetings now more than ever. The old man didn't even realize that the events that he witnessed on Earth had changed him. For the better....That he was unsure of… Nonetheless the change was present in his heart.

He smiled again. His reputation of being.....a scandalous and manipulative demon had not changed, but the activities that he had once found pleasurable, worthwhile no longer excited him as they once had. No matter hard he tried, no matter how many new lovers he took the thrill and excitement was never there. In fact, he was bored; bored with the life that Hell had to offer him. The days were unsatisfying and droned on, one after another, endlessly. There were but a few places where he felt at peace. One such place was at the Bridge, the vast stretch of land that lay between Heaven and Hell.

He had grown a strong affinity for the Bridge. He was uncertain of why exactly that was. He supposed it could have been any number of reasons: It could be that the peace that emanated from it eased his troubled heart. Or it could be that it was so close to Heaven, a place he longed to see but daren't, unless he wished to die, or maybe it could simply be that he clung to the false hope of seeing Kohaku there. In either case, the Bridge was his favorite place and as such it was there that he spent most of his time.

Kouryuu rolled over and got out of bed, letting the satin sheets caress his bare lithe frame, fair skin as he slowly did so. He stretched and yawned as he made his way to a window, not bothering to clothe himself. He folded his arms on the windowsill and peered out at the northeastern most border of Hell. The Bridge, even from this distance, could be seen. It shined a brilliant gold against the darkness of Hell, invoking a longing in him. This longing, like so many other things these days, he did not understand.

He closed his eyes and cocked his head in an effort to listen.  If he concentrated hard enough he could faintly hear the birds singing, feel the sun's heat as it beat down upon his breast, warming his heart, albeit cold, that he had forgotten he possessed at all. He wanted to be there now. He wanted to be away from Hells dark, drab castle and its inhabitants of countless demons and seek the solitude that he seemed to crave.

So he washed and dressed himself quickly before anyone could come knocking on his door. Even though, he doubted that anyone would; it was simply too early for many people to be up and about yet. The inhabitants of Hell were nocturnal beings, preferring to stir at night than any other time. Nonetheless, he hurried. Once he finished pruning himself he threw open the doors of his balcony, spread his black wings and flew toward the Bridge.

Thank you for reading!

Akuma

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This is the first fanfiction that I have ever written and if I'm not mistaken one of only a few stories dedicated solely to Wish. I have been toying with this idea for quite a long time but just now setting it to paper. Please be good enough to Read and Review! I know that so many people read, but not review. Don't worry! I'm one of them as well! J But please if you have a spare moment, review. I don't know what I'm going right or wrong it you don't review and tell me. Make sure that it contractive criticism, though. Also if you would like to learn more about Wish please visit this website, (). It has everything that you'll need to know about Wish and more!

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