Stained Feathers my new fanfic! Only a prologue and a bit of story! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I wish I did though.

Prologue:

The sky was its usual yet beautiful baby blue color; everything was calm in Angel Heaven.

Angel Heaven is the place where angels were born, lived, and were assigned to a human, for the guardian angel job. For an angel to appear in the sky, you need to die first, live a life as a normal human, only souls with a pure heart, kindness, and with a low number of sins, were allowed to 'born' again as angels.

Angels could be differed from other souls by the ever present and beautiful wings. Wings were a very important trait for an angel, mainly because without them there'd be no angel, but they also helped to predict the wing owner's character.

Pure white, the kind of white that would hurt your eyes because of its cleanness, this type of wings were from a nearly perfect angel, with a pure heart that died with no remorse, hatred or bad feelings, and very low amount of sins, which were only a few, as white as the wings, white lies. This angel lived his or her life helping, or at least trying to, every distressed person that crossed his/her way. Knowing the pain of suffering was also a characteristic of this angel, but that made him/her the most admirable and comprehensive, not to mention efficient, 'type' of angel, the cause they had to help human souls one after the other.

Gray wings, they symbolized an entirely normal life, happiness, suffering, laughs, tears, joy, envy, any emotion a human can feel when living his or her life. Died with a minor remorse, or they're death was caused by an assassination. Gray Angels can be seen in almost all places (more like clouds) and corners all over the sky, being the most common type of angel and worked with only a single human soul, before an eternal 'free day' was allowed.

Last, but not least, were the Black Wings, they have only appeared once, and the whole matter was kept prohibited to angels, only the Wise Four knew about it.

The only thing said about Black Wings, is that they appear when an angel becomes a demon, and he/she falls in hell, in the black abysm to never come back again. No one worried though, after it only has happened once.

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An angel sat in a cloud, with her limp yet well-formed legs hanging off it. To any human, even to another angel, Hyuuga Hinata, was perfect, she was the only white-winged angel living in Angel Heaven, her perfectly white wings contrasted her waist-long midnight hair, and her lavender milky eyes surrounded by big, black eyelashes. Her hair was swaying along with the cool summer breeze as she eyed the girl that she took care for 23 years, age marking her as a woman now, an about to be married woman to be exact. 'Sakura-chan, I hope Lee-san brings you the happiness you deserve…my job is done…' she thought, her eyes softening as she saw Sakura walking the church's corridor, a Rock Lee waiting for her on the altar, with a smile from ear to ear.

"Hinata-san…" A manly voice called her, she turned her head to the right slightly, showing him she was listening, "Wise Four requested your presence…" A guy with a spiky ponytail and gray winged angel told her nonchalantly.

The Wise Four, the council of angels, Jiraiya, Tsunade, Kurenai, Kakashi, the older and wiser angels in Angel Heaven. They were the ones in charge of assigning angels to humans, and managed every subject related to Angel Heaven.

Jiraiya, had a light gray tone, courtesy of his perverted yet mature, human life. He had 204 years being an angel.

Tsunade, the first white angel, with time her wings became an even more lighter shadow of gray, thanks to Jiraiya's perv-ness. 204 years of dealing with Jiraiya's not so good personality traits, but despite everything, Jiraiya and Tsunade were friends in their human lives and they still were.

Kurenai, her wings were milky with some strains of grey splattered around, she was a beautiful angel, so thought Hinata, her red-eyed glance was intimidating, yet warm. Kurenai told Hinata the grey strains of her wings were because she died with the sadness of not being able to say 'I love you' to her husband Asuma, the night she died because of a car accident. 150 years of experience behind her.

Kakashi, gray wings that were always closed, he seemed enjoy walking rather than flying, not even once Hinata had seen him use his wings. He was a mysterious man, he had a way with words though, and helped Hinata whenever she had trouble dealing with her assigned human. 157 years of experience. She had no idea why Kakashi had grey wings and she didn't felt to ask.

"Hai. I'll be right there Shikamaru-kun…" she smiled and opened her white wings fluttering them, she rose from the cloud she was sitting with just a single flapping. She fled past Shikamaru, she made him lose some feathers off his wings because of her swiftness. 'Troublesome…Thank Kami I'm in my eternal free day…' Shika sighed happily.

'I wonder how my next baby human will be like…' Hinata thought squealing in the thought of a little shubby baby sleeping. You could tell she enjoyed flying, she made maneuvers and circles, making some of her pure white wings fall.

'I can't wait to meet him or her…' She thought happily, landing her feet to knock on the door in front of her, where the Wise Four were waiting patiently for her.

So? What do you think? Crappy? Awesome? Stupid? Not logical? Please Review your opinion!

I just love angel stories.. they obsess me... Oh and just so you know Sakura is N O T appearing in this fic! (Lee neither) It was hard shoving them off because I love those two... but I had to do it for the sake of the plot...

Hope you enjoyed & Next Chapter will come soon! :)