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From home to home
and heart to heart
from one place to another.
The warmth and joy of Christmas,
bring us closer to each other.
~ Emily Matthews
Touched by an Angel
By mugen83
Christmas brings warmth to the heart, it creates encounters far more unexpected than one can ever imagine. It brings people closer in the most unforeseen and surreal way, even a son of a monk who grew up not knowing and believing the joys of Christmas will suddenly find himself believing and an angel that has fallen from the sky who believes that a heart no matter how cold will find warmth will cross paths. These two beings occupying different sides of the spectrum will find themselves learning from each other and perhaps find love in the process.
It was a cold evening, the temperature was gradually dropping and that's where our story starts.
CHAPTER 1: Encounter
"Come buy your Christmas cakes here!"
"Christmas decorations now on sale!"
Fourteen days before Christmas in Heiomachi, the streets were already crowded with people doing their Christmas shopping. Despite Japan not being a Christian country, Christmas songs can be heard in the busy streets, garlands, Christmas trees, reindeers and other Christmas ornaments festooned the area. But most of all, everyone in town seem to take pleasure in this olden Christian tradition.
Contrary to the busy streets in the town's shopping district and homes, the temple at the top of the hill was devoid of neither any signs of the event nor any signs of a person living in this secluded part of the town. The area looked gloomy and hollow, the darkness of the evening added to its already growing dreariness. The light at one of the rooms was the only hint that someone was occupying the temple.
In one of the rooms of the Saionji temple, a handsome brunette rested at a futon. His name was Kanata Saionji, son of a Buddhist monk. He was deep in slumber when the cold wind suddenly brushed upon him causing him to wake up. He opened his eyes groggily and realized that his window was wide open. He got up and approached the window to close it.
After closing the window, he turned to see the clock and realized that he fell asleep at such an odd hour. He sighed at the thought for it was only six o'clock in the evening when he woke up.
"Kanataaa…you in there?" called an old man who suddenly opened the door to his room. He looked at the doorway, it was his father, Hoshou Saionji, and he was carrying a pot and a spatula while wearing a bewildered look on his face upon seeing him and his disheveled hair.
"What is it oyaji? Need something?"
He told Kanata that they were having soup for dinner but they apparently ran out of milk so he needs to send him to a grocery store so he could buy one. He nodded and told his father he would buy one once he got out of his messy clothes.
After getting changed and making sure that he wore thick layers of clothing, Kanata proceeded outside. He felt the cold breeze brushed his face and despite the thick layers of clothing enveloping his body the cold night air seemed to have found its way to penetrate through his clothes since he suddenly shivered once the wind blew.
The walk from the temple to the grocery store would only take about ten to fifteen minutes, since he was in no hurry he decided to take his time walking. When he heard children singing he knew he was near the church. He took a quick glance at them. He saw that the children were singing merrily while being led by an old lady probably a nun who was playing an organ. He shrugged.
When he got into Heiomachi's shopping district, it was really crowded. Seeing too many people made him think that he really needed to hurry or risked being squashed by the crowd.
Kanata could not believe Japanese people take pleasure in a Christian tradition when almost all of them were not even remotely Christian.
As soon as he spotted the grocery store, he quickly bought the milk then walked very fast he was almost running on his way back to the temple.
He winced when he suddenly bumped into a man who was apparently carrying lots of presents.
The man was buried beneath the gifts he was carrying which made him unable to see where he was going that was when he suddenly bumped into Kanata. He bowed to apologize but failed since the presents he was carrying toppled down. Kanata helped the man picked them up then muttered a short excuse and went on his way.
He was finally out of the shopping district when he decided to catch his breath. He could not understand but for some reason he did not like seeing too much people having a good time during this time of the year.
When he heard a song, he knew he was near the church which means he was also near their temple. It was funny how a church and a temple can be near to each other since their tradition did not actually match.
He sighed then allowed himself to seat on a nearby bench. Though he disliked the thought of seeing people making a great deal over Christmas he did not seem to mind hearing the children sing songs in honor of the event. In fact, he liked listening to them it calmed him for some an unknown reason. He listened as they sing songs of praises. Their voices though childish and imperfect tickled the ears of those listening as it resonates in the area. The sound of the organ, calm and serene yet powerful blended wonderfully with the children's voices. From the bench he can see the smiles adorning their faces making them glow. He continued to watch them sing at that moment he suddenly heard leaves rustling.
'Must have been the wind' he thought. Then he heard someone else singing, the voice was singing the same song. It was feminine but surely it did not belong to a child, the pitch was higher yet soft and gentle and it was somewhat angelic. When he was positive that the voice was not coming from the children he decided to look up. What he saw made his eyes wide open.
Author's Note:
My first fanfic and first romance story, this gets me really excited and nervous. I hope someone reads it. If you read this please send me reviews so that I'll know that someone bothered reading my first attempt in writing a fanfic. It will really help a lot if you give me feedbacks (comments, criticisms) ^_^
PS there wasn't any church near Saionji temple in the manga and anime(as far as I know), but for the sake of the story please allow some changes in the settings. Really looking forward to Christmas though it is like 4 months away