I started this a long time ago and decided to post it here as well. I know, stupid, right? But I can't help it, I'm nautrally stupid.

Chapt. 1

The Angel, Mitsukai

I lay there, not really wanting to move. So many nights had I waited to see him, but so many nights I went to bed in disappointment. My breathing was quiet, as though I were asleep. But I guess he always knew I was awake. He must come while I sleep, for when I wake in the morning, a note lays at my feet. Always short, and always sweet, he never signs his name. He always ends it with 'Your Angel.' That's what I had dubbed him, my special angel. He saved me; and he saved him.

-Flashback-

"Don't you think we should just wait until night?" Shuuto questioned me. Shuuto was a little older than I was, about two years older. He was bright for only eleven, but he did not make his own way; he followed others. His short light brown hair spiked up naturally and his silver eyes were like none I had ever seen.

"Shut up and we'll be fine. I know what I'm doing," I whispered. I have short blonde hair that was just long enough I could put it into a small ponytail. My deep brown eyes are cold and piercing. I was a fearless, nameless child.

"But, Nanashi, what if we do get caught? They will surly kill you this time," Shuuto pleaded. This was not my first try for escape. No, maybe about my seventh.

"We won't, not shut up." We crawled along the ground in the shadows of the setting sun. Dirt smudged our faces and stained our clothes. I was tired of being beaten everyday for working the mills my hardest; Shuuto was tired too.

"Well, well. What have we got here?" a gruff voice laughed.

I stared at a pair of huge army boots. I slowly looked up. Fear caught hold of me. A boot contacted with my side, sending me into the wall of the nearby mill, a good two meters away.

"Nanashi!" Shuuto yelled, seconds before joining me.

The man who drove fear into my heart picked me up by the front of my shirt. He held me to his face, breathing on me.

"Any last words?" he chuckled.

I spit on him.

He laughed and threw me violently into the air. I flew up, like a worn rag doll. I hovered there for a moment and started to fall. Waited, I did, to hit something, but I didn't. Opening my eyes, I saw Shuuto being carried to my left. He was staring up at something. When I looked up, I saw a shadowed face. His hair flew back like a burning flame. He did not smile or speak.

He slowly looked down at me. Those eyes of cold blood pierced my soul, but I did not flinch. On the contrary, they mesmerized me. They locked with mine, not turning away when I reached my hand out to his face. It was soft, like silk. Never could I remember a time when I had felt something so soft.

"What can I call you?" I questioned, letting my hand fall.

"Mitsukai," he answered shortly, turning his attention forward.

'Angel…that is what I am to call you. Mitsukai: Angel. I like that.'

"Shuuto," I said, pointing to my frightened friend. "Nanashi," I smiled, pointing to myself.

I fell asleep in that silent flight. When I woke, I was in an orphanage with Shuuto.

-End Flashback-

"Nanashi?" Shuuto whispers to me from the bottom bunk.

"Yes, Shuuto?" I answer, leaning over the side.

"Do you think that Mitsukai will come back for us?"

"I dunno. But I'll ask him in my dreams," I add when his face dropped.

"I'll try too," he nods and smiles.

"Go to sleep, tomodachi. We'll talk in the morning." I crawl back under my covers and lay there silently. "Mitsukai," I whisper, "please answer me this one question. Will you ever show yourself to us again?" I turn on my side and look out the open window. "Good night."

"Nanashi! Wake up, Nanashi!"

"Wha?" I groan sleepily, sitting up slowly.

"Lookit this!" Shuuto cries, pushing a piece of paper into my hands. His silver eyes were sparkling with excitement. I let my eyes adjust to the light before looking at the paper. It was a note from Mitsukai!

"Read it!" Shuuto yells. He did not know how to read, he was never taught. I taught myself how to read, it was easier.

"Ok, ok. Calm down. Let's see, it says: Dear Shuuto and Nanashi, I'm very busy. Seeing you again would be terribly hard for me to do. Would it be ok if I sent someone else to get you? Don't fret, Your Angel."

"Of course it would be ok! As long as we got to see Mitsukai again, it doesn't matter who comes to get us!" Shuuto says jubilantly, smiling like never before. "Wouldn't it be, Nanashi?"

"Hai, it would, Shuuto. I'll tell him tonight."

"Why not now?"

"I dunno, I guess I could try." I shrug and leap from the bed. Upon landing, I race through the bed crowded room and fling the door open. I race through the orphanage and out the front door, Shuuto tailing behind me. I stop in the middle of the yard.

"Mitsukai!" I yell to the sky. "You can send whoever you like! Please do it soon, though!"

"Nanashi, Shuuto! Get back in here this instant!" the lady who runs the orphanage yells from the door. I ignore her and continue to stare at the sky with Shuuto. "Come now, kids," she says kindly, coming up behind us and ushering to the door.

'Mitsukai, please hurry!'

Tomodachi - Friend

Hai - Yes

Note - Yes, it was short. But that's the first chapter. Hope you liked.