Prologue- Tears of an Angel, Tears of a Demon
Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina. Otherwise I wouldn't be writing fan fiction, I'd be writing manga, and getting paid for it.
Somewhere in the upper levels between Earth and Hell.
No one knew how it happened. Hell, no one knew it was possible, but it had happened. A child had been born of both demon and angel parentage. Two creatures that were supposed to loathe each other on sight had instead fallen in love and had a child. But they both knew that they could not keep the baby. It would be hunted for desperately by the agents of both Heaven and Hell.
Looking down at their baby, the angel told the demon this simple, yet terrible fact. The demon nodded in silence. They came up with a plan after much thought. They would give the baby to a trusted friend to be cared for until the baby could be taught to master its power without fear from Heaven and Hell. Contacting their friend, the angel made the arrangement. While the angel was busy, the demon picked up and cradled its child to its chest. If you looked close enough, you would see a sight that few would have ever seen and many doubted the existence of. The tears of a demon.
"The arrangements have been made. She will care for our child my love," stated the deeply saddened angel.
"It's not fair. This is our child, how dare they come for…" screamed the demon, only to be interrupted by the angel "Because Heaven and Hell are scrambling to gain advantage over one another. This war has been raging for millennia and both sides tire. But if either side captures our child, I hope it is Heaven."
"So do I love, so do I," the demon cleared its throat, "Well, we'd better get going. It's a long way to our destination. And I highly doubt that the Lady will want us to arrive late."
"You're right love. Let's go." Grasping their child, and each other, the shattering family prepared for their journey.
The trio disappeared in a flash of light.
Several hours later…
There is a sudden flash of light and our saddened trio appears.
"We've arrived. At last. I'm exhausted after all that dimensional hopping" sighed the angel.
Breathing heavily, the demon replied, "I...thought… that we'd never…heh…lose those demonic hunters…Phew, I'm a so outta shape. I haven't had to teleport like that since the Battle of Harnathera."
Grinning, the angel teased the demon, "I thought you had more stamina than that love. You certainly did three nights ago."
A scowl crossed the demons face, "Keep making fun of me, and I'll never give you a night like that again." The demon grinned to soften the scowl. But the brief attempt at levity was futile. Nothing could distract the parents from the task ahead.
The angel smiled sadly as they approached the door of the building had teleported to. "Well, it's time to do what we came to do," said the angel with a slight sob.
"Don't worry; we will see our child again. Hikenshe will be safe here." "I know, it's just that I have a bad feeling my love."
Kissing the angel, The Demon pulled back with a sad smile to match the angles, "Don't worry, we'll watch over Hikenshe and make sure nothing happens."
Approaching the door, the couple knocked slowly. The door opened and out stepped a small, motherly older woman.
" I was beginning to wonder when you'd show up."
"We had to lose some hunters. It wouldn't do for us to bring trouble to your door when you so graciously agreed to care for our child," replied the demon.
"Ha, I'm just kidding you two.," the woman then gave them a somber expression, " Are you sure you want to do this? You can still change your minds if you want to."
The angel and demon looked to each other and broke in tears.
Sobbing the angel said, "No, we both agreed that this was the right thing to do, " leaning over, the angel kissed the child, "Good-bye, my little Hikenshe."
The demon hugged the child, weeping all the while. The couple then gave Hikenshe to the woman.
"Hikenshe ,huh? Well, nice to meet you. I'm your Granny Hinata," cooed the old woman.
In a flash of light and a cry of grief, both the angel and the demon disappeared from sight, unable to bear the loss of their little Hikenshe and the injustice that had been thrust upon them.
