It was like any other day for Orihara Izaya when he went people-watching in Ikebukuro. He stood on a roof top with his binoculars pressed to his eyes as he watched his beloved humans carry out their daily lives. He figured he was totally alone up on that roof as he smiled and watched his toys from afar. The sound of something frightening the pigeons away caused him to look across the roof for the first time in hours.
Izaya at first thought he had finally lost his mind – what was left of it anyway – when he saw her. His next thoughts were that perhaps an angel had fallen for him or worse come to take him away for the evils he was doing and planning on doing. She had dish water blonde hair and fair, but dirty skin. Her eyes were closed as she huddled in the corner. Izaya wondered if she was a dummy or a manikin as he looked at how still she was. Then again he couldn't tell if she was breathing from the way those wings were wrapped around her.
The sound of gravel crunching under his boots as he walked towards her caused the eyes Izaya had yet to see open to shine their cobalt blue at him. He looked down at her as she blinked up at him and then suddenly she hopped to her feet. The wings were definitely hers Izaya now realized as she looked at him. She was wearing a tattered looking hospital gown.
"Well aren't you a strange sight to see." Izaya said to her and she blinked at him, "What are you anyway?"
"I am me." She said placing a hand on her chest as if to emphasis that, "You are you, yes?"
Izaya glanced down at her hand that was now patting his chest. There were numbers that seemed to be tattooed into her skin. Izaya grabbed her wrist and lifted her arm to look at these numbers. 7890.
"What do these numbers mean?" Izaya asked her and she blinked at the numbers.
"7890 is what the mean people call me." She said looking around fearfully as if talking about them will make them appear. Izaya threw the angel ideas out of his mind with that and now thought about her being a lab experiment that happened to escape.
"That's what they named you." It was more of a statement than a question but she nodded anyway, "How uncreative of them." He said suddenly thinking of a name for her, "How does the name Sora Tenshi sound to you?"
"Are you naming me?" she asked him as she suddenly brought her face close to his. Any normal human would've been uncomfortable with the closeness but Izaya wasn't bothered at all.
"Well it's a lot better than 7890 don't you think?" he said as he thought about the ways he could use his new toy to his advantage.
"It sounds pretty." She said smiling at him and closing her eyes.
"Tell me Tenshi-Chan," He said to her and she blinked at him, "how did you get up here?"
"I flew." She said without missing a beat.
Ladybug's Ramble: I've been working on this one for a while, and I finally got the first few chapters done and thought, 'what the heck," so here it is. Tell me if you like it... Ladybug out~!
