Angelic Love
Ch1
Angel Tears and Demon Blood
Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina in any form or fashion.
It was an average day for everybody at the Hinatasou. That is except for Keitaro Urashima who had the misfortune of walking in and catching Motoko changing out of her school uniform.
"You Bastard!" She cried as he was sent flying through the roof courtesy of her rock splitting sword. As he was flying through the air he felt something odd. Rotating around he stared at the forest below him. A flash of light caught his eye. Focusing on it he thought he saw two figures fighting.
But as he flew closer he saw that one of them was stumbling about barely able to block the attacks of their opponent. Keitaro felt sorry for the person losing and without thinking altered his flight path just enough so that as he got closer he was aimed right at the opponent.
With a loud "OOMPH!" He struck the figure as It raised it's sword high above it's head. Dazed Keitaro looked up in from the crater his impact had made and felt something beside him move. Looking over he watched in horror as his target rose from the ground and stared at him through glowing red eye's.
The demon spread it's bat like wings and stared down at Keitaro. Laughing it raised the black blade it was wielding and plunged it through Keitaro's chest. The laughter was cut short as a blade appeared through the demons chest. Looking down at the blade he fell to his knees and as the red eyes dimmed fell across Keitaro.
Keitaro was finding it very hard to breath. Slowly but surly his body began to heal its self. Keitaro relaxed hoping that the person he saved wasn't going to try and thank him by running him through as well. As he felt the body of the demon began to move there was a strange sensation spreading across his chest. Reaching up with his free hand he felt for the sword impaled through his chest and found it.
A look of fear spread across his face as he felt the blade being absorbed into his body. The demons body shuddered slightly as it was moved off of Keitaro. Keitaro couldn't help but stare at the person who had moved the body off of him. First off his savior was female and stood just short of six feet tall. Her skin a milky white was offset by her Ice blue hair, which reached down to her waist. At her hip hung a long narrow sword similar to a rapier. He also saw the look of horror run across her face as not only the demon blade but the blood was also being slowly absorbed into Keitaro's body.
The burning feeling in his chest began to spread through out his body. Keitaro felt like he was burning alive. His vision was growing hazy as the angel looked into his face, and as he blacked out he suddenly felt the heat leave his body. Loud music assaulted his ears and curiosity got the better of him. Opening his eyes he stared at the sight before him. Several girls were dancing on stage and as he watched they slowly began to remove their clothes and swing around brass poles on the stage. Wiping away the blood that was coming out of his nose he turned around. Behind him stood a long black bar where patrons sat on their barstools sipping drinks and watching the girls on stage. The red lights in the bar caused the skin of the patrons appear as a dark red. Several of the patrons had horns growing from their heads while others had strange runes covering their skin. Looking about he saw a booth against the wall and moved to it and sat down.
Looking around he saw a young man enter the bar and move to the bar keep. Talking quickly he retrieved two mugs of something and made his way towards Keitaro. He place one of the mugs in front of the startled young man and sat across from him. He took a deep swig of the drink before turning to Keitaro. "My name is Reganemnon, but you can call me Reg." Keitaro just stared at him for a moment before. "I'm Keitaro Urashima. Where the hell am I?"
Reg looked at him and laughed. "You are in hell."
Keitaro just stared at him. Then grabbed the drink in front of him and chugged it. Slamming the glass on the table he was surprised to see Reg grinning at him. "What?"
Reg's grin only grew bigger. "Nothing. Just that this proves it." Keitaro must have looked really confused because Reg took another drink. "You are now demon human hybrid. In a way you're my kid." Keitaro looked around the room and turned back to the demon in front of him.
"So you're the demon that ran me through a while ago right?" Reg nodded drinking more of the beer. "Which means that the blood and sword that were absorbed into my body made me part demon." Reg shook his head. "No it almost made you into a complete demon you have very little left that you can call human anymore."
Keitaro looked around the room again. "So that means I'm dead right?"
"Nope you are very much alive. The only reason you're here is because our spirits are now linked together." Keitaro just stared at him.
Keitaro was staring at his empty mug. "I just don't get it. I'm alive but my spirit is linked to a demon what does that make me?"
Reg who finished off his drink gestured to the bar keep who brought another round over to the booth. "It means you now have a wonderful opportunity if you will to do some good or evil in your world."
Keitaro choked on some of his logger as he tried to make sense of what he was just told. Reg noticed the confusion on his face. "Look there are several ranks in heaven and hell. First you have the ruler, Satan in hell and God in heaven." Keitaro nodded and Reg continued. "Below them there are demonic lords and Angelic lords. Below them there are minor demons and minor angels. There is one more rank below them and they rank in the majority. Lesser demon and angels are created when a minor demon or angel enjoys the pleasure of a human. The offspring are one of the few beings that can travel from one plan to another. The Minor demons can but with only sacrificing a lot of their power leave this plan and venture onto the plan called earth. I guess you could call it no mans land it is neutral in all aspects. The lords cant even travel to your plan I managed it because of two minor demons sacrificing their power to allow my safe passage to your plan to pursue the angel. Even then I barely had an tenth of my original power."
Keitaro grabbed at his beer and finished the last of it off. "So I am one of these lesser demons right?"
Reg looked nervously at the empty mug in his hand. "Actually Since you now carry some of my blood and my sword your are considered the son of a demon lord."
Keitaro's jaw hit the table, as Reg was looking a little embarrassed. "Before you say anything Keitaro, let me say this. Nothing like this has happened before now. Besides I doubt that we even now what the extent of your powers are."
Keitaro slumped back into the booth. "Let me get this straight. I am considered to be the son of a demon lord. I have demonic powers, and I can travel to any plan that I want."
Reg nods slowly. "Yeah that's it in a nut shell. No listen here until we figure out what to do I think it would be best if you keep it under wraps got it." Keitaro nods slowly. "Good now when you go back only a few seconds will have passed time moves a lot slower on your plan. One last thing if you want to talk to me all you have to do is call for me and you will go to wherever I am, alright?" Keitaro nods. He stands and makes his way to the door.
Keitaro was about to follow him out when he felt something tug at him he blinked as his vision went black. Slowly his vision returned to normal and found himself staring into the face of the angel he had saved earlier. She was weeping softly her tears were falling onto his face, and Keitaro felt the coolness of those tears as he lifted his hand to gently caress the angels face. Her eyes snapped open and she jumped back at his touch as if she had been burned.
Her red rimmed eyes starred at him as he slowly sat up and placing a hand behind his head and grinning at her. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you I just didn't want to see an angel cry over me like that."
Suddenly Keitaro found himself several feet away laying on his back while the angel openly cried burying her head into his chest. Keitaro could only gawk as he felt the angels body pressing on his. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her and gently soothed her until her crying stopped. With a bemused grin on his face he gently sat up as the angel curled against him.
She sat in his lap and looked at him through the tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't know what to do this was my first mission and I was worried about doing the wrong thing. When I was chased by that demon I didn't know if I was going to survive until you came flying out of nowhere and hit him. I saw my opportunity to strike and I did, but when I saw you laying there impaled on his sword I didn't know what to do."
Keitaro listened to her entranced by her voice he continued to rock her back in forth as he felt her body slowly relax. "Don't worry your okay and besides I am practically immortal so don't cry over me."
She shook her head. "You are to kind. I was worried you had died trying to help someone you didn't even know that is the truest act of kindness there is. If I had let you die I doubt I could live with the guilt of someone dying because of my mistake. I am so sorry you got involved in this."
Suddenly an explosion of light and fire ripped through the battlefield. Keitaro blinking rapidly saw a warrior wielding a broadsword step out of the light and approach them. Sheathing his blade the figure reached up and took off his helmet and as the light faded Keitaro could see long blonde hair flowing down the figures back between the two sets of white wings. Wings. . . Wait. . . OHNO!
"What have you done my daughter."
