ANGEL CUBE

testimony 001 : mission

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Where am I?

You're in heaven.

What-! I'm…I'm dead…?

Yes, you are. Welcome to Heaven Enterprise, Tachikawa Mimi.

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[ I would have never suspected that Heaven is actually a divine corporation, nor that angels are really operating employees. Ever since I died in the car accident a month ago, my time in Heaven has been a hurricane experience…by the way, I'm Mimi Tachikawa; your typical angel in training! ]

'Mimi-chan, aren't you nervous about your first assignment?" A girl with purple hair and big glasses questioned, darting an anxious look at her friend.

"Why should I be?" The other girl replied, glancing around the cafeteria for a vacant table. "It shouldn't be a difficult task to carry out, right?"

Miyako sighed, wishing her new companion wasn't so naïve. "You're going to be working in the Death Department…do you think it's that easy to transport innocent souls from Earth to Heaven?"

"…yes?" Mimi tried, offering a childlike grin, mirth filling her chocolate eyes.

"Mimi!"

"What?" The pretty brunette put on an innocent expression. "What did I say?"

"Oh, never mind. Look- there's two empty seats next to Koushirou-kun…" Miyako directed her index finger towards a boy with red hair, sitting alone.

"Konnichiwa, Kou-chan!" Mimi teased, flopping down next to the short boy, who blushed in response.

"Tachikawa-san, Inoue-san…" He politely nodded in greeting.

"Gosh, it's been a year since we met and you still treat me like a stranger," Miyako huffily placed her lunch set down.

"Eto…sorry." The fifteen year old smiled awkwardly and continued to dine from his bento box.

"So, did you hear? Mimi-chan was hired in the Death Department! Can ya believe it? Death Department!" Miyako's eyes sparked in distress. "Placing a fresh angel into working in that unit is horrible! Especially Mimi here is so innocent…"

"Miya-chan, I'm not that innocent!" Mimi countered, a frown gracing her lips. "I'm perfect for the job, even Kou-chan think so. Right, Kou-chan?" She prodded, eyeing the boy expectantly.

Intimidated, sweat beads rolled down Koushirou's face. "P-pardon? Oh yea, yea! You're definitely ideal for the occupation, Tachikawa."

Mimi smiled smugly at her purple-haired friend. "See?"

"Whatever," Yolei sighed in surrender and picked at her food. "Just be careful."

***

A young man with chin-length blue hair snarled as he eyed the inexperienced angel recruits, piled in the Death Department conference room. "Listen up! I'm your boss, Kido Jyou. But everyone can call me Kido-sama," His eyes flashed behind his frameless spectacles. "I will announce your name and you shall come up to me and collect your first assignment."

'You can do this Mimi! You can do this!' Mimi bit her lip nervously while she encouraged herself.

"…Tachikawa Mimi!"

"Hai!" Mimi stood up from her seat and paced towards the man, ignoring her trembling knees.

Kido-sama handed her a file and nodded. "Good luck. You will need it."

"T-thanks." Mimi stumbled, dodging her supervisor's gaze. She treaded back to her seat and curiously flipped open the folder he had given her. Sheets of records and papers were attached. The world 'PROFILE' caught her eye. She slipped the document out and peered at it.

PROFILE of ISHIDA YAMATO

Name: Yamato "Matt" Ishida

Age: Sixteen

Description: (Photo attached)

5 feet, 9 inches. 120 lbs; blonde hair, blue eyes.

Termination date: Approximately in 3 months, 9 days.

'Weird…it's like I've seen him around before,' Mimi's eyebrows knitted as she grazed the picture of an unsmiling boy with a finger. She reviewed his report again. "Nani-! One hundred and twenty pounds at five feet nine? He's…he's too thin!" Her jaw dropped, attracting a few strange stares.

'…I wonder why he's going to die in three months and nine days."

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9:08 pm. In the Angel Trainees dorm room base, two angels lounged on their beds, debating animatedly.

"You're going to allow that beautiful creature die? No way!" Miyako gushed, staring at Yamato Ishida's photograph dreamily. "He's so handsome! How could you let him die?"

Mimi snorted and pulled on a white blouse. "Don't blame me! It's my mission, alright? It's not like I can do anything to prevent him from dying anyway."

Miyako's crimson eyes flickered cunningly. "Rebirth? That's Koushirou's unit…"

"Mou! Miya-chan, stop polluting your head with outrageous ideas. We are NOT resurrecting Ishida Yamato after he expires! I can…I can get fired and sent to hell or something!" The brunette moaned, shaking her head in disapproval.

The younger girl sighed. "Okay, okay. I'll drop the suggestion on reviving mister cutie here."

"Good." Mimi clapped her hands together and the lights switched off.

"Hey!" Miyako sputtered, wondering why her friend was going to sleep so early. "It's only nine!" she clapped in exasperation and the room glowed brightly once more.

"Uugh…I'm tired, Miya-chan. And I have to arrive on Earth at ten in the morning…" The sleepy girl mumbled and flopped onto her bed in fatigue.

"Fine…goodnight Mimi." The room darkened again.

All Miyako received was a light snore in response.

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end testimony 001.