A/N: Based on Alluring Secret Black Vow, except it's when it's Luka X Rin X Kaito. I will be doing the Rin X Miku X Len one after I finish this one. BUT I MUST MAKE THIS CLEAR: RIN DOESN'T LOVE LUKA! I realizing that after writing the beginning that it may seem that way, but this is not the case. She is allowed to think Luka to be beautiful. There will be no Luka and Rin action, just a confession, and then the usual 'trading her wing' scene, which is a given.

I have always wondered if God really existed. And if he did, why were there so many horrible stories within the bible? I know we aren't a young race, yet we're as weak and naïve as children, as well as ignorant as fortune's fools. If he exists, does he sit within heaven, mocking us for our foolish children and gluttonous families? Or is he holding our hands, guiding us through life, to where we should go?

As a woman of faith, I never feared God's wrath, because I know that I had always tried my hardest to stay within his good graces. I prayed daily, thanked him often, and asked little of my friends. I treated everyone with a common respect, and rarely showed negative emotions, because that's how I preferred to be treated.

But this time, I know I had lost his graces.

On her knees, was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. With long, rose colored hair, she sat, her raised to meet mine. She wore a simple white dress, made of a cheaper cloth, barely covering her large, white breasts. She was thin, yet not disgustingly so. She was pale, yet not sickly. She would be perfected had she not have on single, fatal flaw.

On her back, were two perfect, dainty wings, the color of fresh snow.

Her cyan eyes were wide, as she fluttered her thick, long lashes at me. Her full, pink lips were parted only slightly, damp from the tears running down both sides of her face. She looked as if she would cave in on herself, like a poorly built structure

Both of us remained silent, almost afraid to speak. I had intended to pray and go to bed, yet I find an angel lying on the floor of the main room, blood seeping from the base of her wings. I cleared my throat, and she had jumped away, as if I had loaded a gun. I gave her a shaky smile and slowly lowered myself onto my knees, so that I was face to face with her.

"Child, are you injured?" I asked slowly, as if I was walking on eggshells. She shook her head, and more tears poured from her eyes, yet she didn't make a sound. I reached out a hand to her, and she flinched away, her eyes wide and frightened. I smiled at her, explaining to her what I was doing. "If you do not mind, I'd like to help you. May I see your wound?" She nodded slowly, and turned, exposing her back.

I held back both a gasp and a sob. To look at the wings of angel was a rare opportunity, yet it was amazing. For such a simple limp, they held such beauty and perfection, and it was something I knew I would never again have the chance to see, if this woman left. But, the blood on her wings was the first sign that she had been cast down from heaven. I knew that from all my studies before joining the abbey. But how could I be positive?

I darted my hand out, my finger smearing into the blood, coming back in the strangest of hues. It was a beautiful copper color, rather than the typical shade of crimson. For the strangest of reasons, I brought the finger up to my nose, and smelt the strange liquid on my fingers. "Strawberries?" I whispered, my eyes widened. At closer inspection, it was like someone had soaked the fluid in glitter. It was beautiful, like the glossy makeup in displays throughout the town.

"I don't know if I can wrap this…" I said after a moment's though. She turned back, and gave a weak smile. "That's alright. I certainly don't deserve the help," she said, slowly. Her voice was just a beautiful as her figure. It was low and clumsy, yet still feminine. Almost hollow.

I shook my head. "No. Everyone deserves help. Everyone deserves redemption, no matter the crime," I said, in a weak attempt to reassure the young angel. She smiled, the tears flooding her eyes once more. "I apologize, young priest, but you are wrong. I have committed the greatest sin an angel could. I will never return to my brothers and sisters."

I nodded, attempting to understand, yet I didn't dare ask what her crime was. I hadn't the right to interfere with such inhumane business when I myself was so mundane. I grabbed the apron of my dress, and began lightly rubbing away the blood, soaking the white cloth. After a moment of silence, she turned back again, her hair moving over her shoulder.

"Do you want to know what my crime was?" she asked, slowly. I smiled at her. "Only if you find it necessary to tell me, child." She nodded. "My name is Luka. And I went against God's greatest law. I fell in love with a human. And my punishment is to watch this human live their life, forbidden from expressing these feelings."

I gasped, pulling my apron away. I knew that as a horrible sin, from a story my father had once told me when I was a young girl. An angel had fallen in love with a human woman, and dared love her, resulting in the fall of his entire clan. I hated the story, believing love should have a chance, no matter with whom it was between.

"You believe me to be foul as well?" Luka questioned, turning so that she could face me. She seemed to scan my face for any form of emotion, yet I was well aware that I looked emotionless, similar to a clean slate. It was required when listening to confessions, for I was not allowed to give biased opinions, nor advice. Emotions were not something that was needed when working as an agent of the lord.

I shook my head, no. "Love is love. It can be found anywhere, though some forms of love are more displeasing than others. If you are no longer in favor of God, his word should mean nothing to you." As soon as the words left my mouth though, a sharp pain resonated throughout my body.

She frowned, noticing the twitch throughout my torso. "God is displeased. He likes to watch those of us who commit such grave crimes. Thus, you will be judge harsher if you stay near me." She seemed upset by the last statement, and I could understand why. She had just been cast down from the heavens, disgraced by God and abandoned by her family. She had nothing now. Yet, I would stay by her.

"I wish for you to stay with me. I am but a priestess, the only one of this church, yet I wish for you to find a home with me," I said. A brave statement, I knew, yet not an empty one. She smiled, a true smile that reached her beautiful, blue eyes, forcing them closed.

"If you wish such of me, then of course," she said, grabbing hold of both my hands, pressing them close to her chest. I smiled at her, grateful to not be alone any longer.

A/N: :3 Hints at something doesn't this?! HEHEHE! If any of you have seen the Rin, Luka, and Kaito PV, then you'll understand what's so wrong with Rin's family, and why I failed to mention them! HEHEHE!