A/N: Making some progress! Enjoy~

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Love From The Heavens

Chapter 2

X*X(1 Month Later)X*X

It had been a month since Prompto had come to live in Insomnia, and Noctis still hadn't accepted Prompto as his guardian angel. The blonde was steadily becoming more and more depressed with each passing day that the raven showed his great dislike for him, and it was hurting him. All he wanted to do was stay in bed at this point, but he couldn't because of his guardian duties. And tonight, he definitely needed to focus. Regis and Noctis were meeting with Iedolas Aldercapt of Niflheim, so Prompto needed to be sharp.

The angel stepped out of his shower, feeling a bit better, and definitely more aware now. Honestly, he was hoping something would happen during the meeting so he would be able to show himself worthy to Noctis. He shouldn't have to prove himself to the demon prince, but if he had to in order to make his life easier, then so be it.

He got dressed in his Crownsguard outfit that Ignis had provided him a couple of weeks back, consisting of black pants with a faint leopard pattern on them, a black sleeveless shirt with electric blue, digital-like lines on it, a black vest with a plaid, skirt-like piece attached to the hem, and a pair of black boots with faux fur at the tops of them.

Prompto sighed once he was dressed, hoping Noctis wouldn't be angry with his clothes. After all, since the angel was here for life as Noctis's guardian, he needed to look the part at these kinds of meetings. He then stepped out into the hallway, where Ignis was waiting for Noctis to come out of his room still.

"Noct, come on. We're waiting on you," the Advisor called through the door once Prompto had come out.

It took a few minutes before there was any sort of response from the demon prince. Finally, though, Noctis stepped out of the room, dressed in his Royal Raiment, a pitch-black suit with matching black dress shoes. He didn't even look at Prompto as he shut the door, mumbling solemnly, "Let's get this over with…"

Ignis didn't speak as he led the pair to the meeting room, but he did cast Prompto a sympathetic glance, feeling bad for the angel. He knew Noctis would eventually get use to Prompto's presence in his life, but he was still being incredibly stubborn about it.

When they arrived, Prompto's back straightened, and his gaze sharpened, becoming completely focused. He lightly fingered the handles of his guns holstered at his hips before the doors were opened, then lowering them to his sides as they walked in. The blonde followed after Noctis closely, not caring if he was annoying the raven at all at this point. Now he was doing his job, and that was ensuring the prince's safety, no matter what.

Prompto quickly recognized Iedolas Aldercapt at the meeting table, sitting across from Regis. He mentally shuddered at the sight of the demon, knowing that the bastard was suspected of targeting Noctis for assassination. His wings, which he'd left out by cutting slits in the back of his shirt and jacket, shone slightly in the dim light of the room, giving him a more ethereal appearance.

"Ah, a guardian angel, hm?" Aldercapt hummed curiously.

"He is to protect Noctis, Aldercapt," Regis said coolly, which drew an interesting reaction from the other leader, in Prompto's mind. The white-haired older demon's eyes narrowed in what the blonde recognized as frustration and anger, confirming the suspicions Prompto had been told.

"Very well," Aldercapt murmured, waiting for Noctis to sit down before adding, "Shall we begin?"

"Yes," Regis nodded, and then they began their meeting. It was apparently in regards to some issues regarding the border between Lucis and Niflheim, and Aldercapt wanted it resolved "peacefully", or so he claimed.

As the meeting dragged on, however, Prompto noticed the guard behind Aldercapt seemed to be typing into his phone. The angel knew it wasn't innocent texting, as he could see the slight reflection off the guard's glasses, and he realized the demon was giving someone some sort of signal. Prompto's senses sharpened, and he suppressed the urge to growl as he listened and watched for any sort of sign for danger to Noctis.

And then, he heard it: a faint whistle of something flying through the air. He swiftly whipped out one of his guns, firing a shot to deflect the blow dart that was aimed at Noctis. Successfully deflected, the dart clattered to the floor.

The sudden gunshot startled Noctis to the point where he almost choked on a gasp, as he whirled around to try and figure out what had just happened.

Ignis, however, noticed the blow dart on the floor, and he growled. "That was a blow dart, aimed for Noctis. Where did that come from?"

"Outside," Prompto spat. "You—" He pointed at Aldercapt's guard, "told someone to shoot it." The guard paled, but Aldercapt merely chuckled.

"And have you any proof?" he asked coldly.

"I saw the reflection of him texting someone. His glasses gave him away," the blonde snorted, fingering his gun's trigger. Regis then stood, summoning his glaive.

"You will leave, now, Aldercapt, or I will have your head!" he shouted, furious. Aldercapt snarled, but left without a fight, his guard close behind him. Prompto was still tense, even after the pair had left, and with good reason. Niflheim was not to be trusted.

Noctis remained silent as he solemnly watched the Emperor leave. Once the door was shut from them leaving, however…

A sudden explosion sounded from the main entrance, rocking the Citadel somewhat from the force.

"Gah! The hell?!" Noctis got out.

"They must have set up a bomb near the entrance in case things didn't go as planned," Prompto hissed angrily, before looking to the others. "I'm going to deal with the enemy." With that said, he spread his wings, whistling sharply as he flew out the window, guns drawn. Tsubasa flew to his partner's aid at the whistle, and Prompto landed gracefully on the griffon's back before they flew to the Citadel's entrance.

Once there, the angel began to fire shots at the invading demons from Niflheim, easily mowing them down from above. As he shot them down, there was no mistaking his prowess in a fight, as well as his skill. It was no wonder he was as high in the ranks of the guardian angels as he was.

The blonde wasn't aware that the demon prince was watching the whole things from by the window, saying well out of sight so that no one outside would realize he was. Until now, he'd never seen the angel in action (he'd never been interested enough), and he had to admit the blonde did have some skill with his guns.

Out of nowhere, the angel got clipped on the shoulder by a shot from further out in the invading forces, drawing a pained cry from him, but instead of giving in, he continued to fire with his good arm.

"…!" While no sound escaped the prince, his fingers curled around the window frame he was standing by, as he continued to watch in silence. Prompto snarled, continuing to fire, eventually finishing off the last of the enemies. He then guided Tsubasa into landing gently, and the blonde stumbled off of his partner's back, gripping his injured shoulder to staunch the blood still flowing from the wound.

"…ch…" Noctis snorted as he solemnly turned and headed off.

Prompto stood there, hissing in pain, leaning his uninjured side against Tsubasa for support as he struggled to stay standing. He'd always been a bit of a bleeder with his wounds, but this was just ridiculous.

Just as he readjusted his stance, though, a firm hand clapped down between his shoulder blades. And in the next second, a rush of magic shot down along his muscles to center on his wounds.

"Ah…!" the blonde gasped at the firm touch, before he felt the pain fading into nothing. Looking back, he was quite surprised to see Noctis was the one who had healed him, rather than leaving it to someone else. "Wha…?" he started to ask, but the raven cut him off.

"Don't even start…"

And that was all he said before he headed back the way he'd come.

Prompto hesitated briefly, but decided to go on instinct. "Thank you!" he called after Noctis, petting Tsubasa gently along his feathered neck. Noctis briefly stopped walking, but he didn't look back. Finally, he scoffed quietly and proceeded to head back into the Citadel.

"He's something else, huh pal?" the angel murmured, looking at the griffon. Tsubasa snorted as though he didn't agree, making Prompto chuckle. "Maybe this means things will change a bit…" His words trailed off, however, when he saw an injured Niff that, although wounded, was about to throw a lance at Noctis while the prince's back was turned as he headed into the Citadel.

"LOOK OUT!" he screamed in warning, unfurling his wings and launching himself at Noctis, tackling him to the ground before the lance could hit the raven. The tip grazed a few of Prompto's feather's, it was that close to hitting Noctis. Upon making contact with the ground, the blonde raised his gun and shot the injured Niff, killing him instantly.

"Nrgh…" Noctis groaned, cradling his chin from where he hit the ground. "Gah… What the hell?!"

"You were about to get hit with a damn lance," Prompto growled, his breathing a bit heavy from the adrenaline still.

Noctis regarded him for a few moments, before he groaned. "Okay fine… Just get off of me!"

"S-sorry," the angel apologized, quickly getting off the demon, before holding out his hand to help him up once he was on his own feet. However, Noctis ignored the hand and wordlessly stood up, still rubbing at his chin. "Sorry about making you hit your chin… Can't exactly land gently with that…" Prompto murmured softly, his hardened bright blue gaze softening.

Noctis looked at him briefly from the corner of his eyes, but, again, he said nothing as he instead snorted and walked off. The blonde sighed heavily, but followed after, the pair heading to rejoin with Regis. When they got to the meeting room, where Regis had remained with Cor and Ignis, the King looked at Prompto expectantly.

"All of them have been eliminated. A bullet grazed my shoulder during the mayhem, but Noctis healed the wound," he said calmly. Noctis grunting softly with his hands in his pockets was the only confirmation to that news.

"Really now?" Regis hummed curiously. "Thank you, Noctis."

"…whatever…" Noctis grumbled. Regis sighed, before he looked at Prompto.

"Excellent work, Prompto. Thank you for protecting everyone," he told the angel.

"It wasn't one of my hardest fights, so it wasn't that difficult…" Prompto admitted, rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed from the praise.

"Go and get some rest, both of you. You will need it for the preparations to come as we deal with Niflheim," the King said. Noctis hummed softly, before he turned on his heel and headed off in silence. Prompto followed after, almost in an obedient fashion, wondering just what Noctis was thinking. Obviously the prince still didn't care for him, but he had healed his wound, so maybe he was starting to? It was really too hard to say, as the blonde couldn't really get a good read on him.

When they got to their rooms, Prompto quietly bid Noctis goodnight, which was a first, before going into his room and softly closing the door. Noctis watched the blonde's door for a moment longer as he stood by his own. However, that lasted for only a few moments before he scoffed and walked into his own room.

X*X*X*X*X*X*X

The following morning, Prompto woke up to Ignis's voice calling through his door.

"Prompto, time to get up. Noctis is already down in the dining hall, so you need to get ready," he said. The blonde jolted when the words registered in his brain, and he yelped as he scrambled out of bed, nearly faceplanting on the floor in the process.

"What time is it?!" he demanded as he hurried to get dressed in his Crownsguard outfit.

"Only 8 in the morning," Ignis assured him. "Noctis got up early for some reason, so don't worry." Prompto was still panicking, despite the Advisor's words. He was supposed to be with Noctis at all times! He quickly made sure he looked presentable in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair a few times to fix it, and then went out to meet up with Ignis.

"Okay, I'm good," he nodded, the feathers of his wings a bit ruffled from his anxiety. Ignis chuckled softly, before leading Prompto to the dining hall. When they arrived, Noctis looked up to see who it was.

The prince watched him quietly for a long time, before he snorted softly. "…finally up?" he mumbled simply.

"Didn't exactly expect the prince of sleeping in to get up before me," Prompto retorted.

"…mmm…"

"I'll bring out your breakfast, Prompto," Ignis said. "Take your seat." The angel nodded, before sitting by Noctis as he had been for the past month. The sandy blonde brought out his plate, and Prompto thanked him softly before beginning to eat. Regis, who was sitting at the head of the table, cleared his throat once everyone was settled, gaining the room's attention.

"This business regarding Niflheim must be taken care of," he began. "We are to cut off all ties to them. This should aid in showing them we are not to be trifled with. Furthermore, we must all be on constant guard. It's sad to say this in our own city, let alone in the Citadel, but we cannot afford to lose anyone."

"…Right," Noctis murmured in agreement.

"Understood," Prompto nodded, his gaze becoming sharp as he continued to listen.

"And finally, we will not strike first unless given enough reason to do so," the King said. "This is to prevent anyone coming into serious harm or even dying in the process as best as we can."

"…Alright," the prince murmured. His guardian nodded his understanding, knowing it was a wise move. Don't engage unless threatened. It was a good strategy, and one that would help them immensely.

"As long as we're at an agreement, then finish your breakfasts. Noctis, Prompto, I wish for you to train with each other. And Noctis?" the older demon said, looking at his son. "No warping."

Noctis sighed with a roll of his eyes. "Fine…"

Internally, Prompto was relieved at the news. He had never wanted to spar with Noctis while warping was allowed, so this would make things very fair. The angel soon finished his breakfast, and waited for Noctis to finish his own before they left to the training grounds. Once Noctis had finally finished, the prince silently stood up and began to walk off toward the training grounds. Prompto was quick to follow, a bit excited to show Noctis what he was capable of. Even if it meant beating the raven.

Naturally, the prince didn't say a word as they went, his hands in his pockets while his tail lightly swayed behind him as he walked. Once they got to the training grounds, Prompto headed straight for one side, his entire being exuding an easygoing aura. He was eager for this, but he also wanted no hard feelings.

Noctis snorted softly as he moved to the other side, grabbing one of the training swords set up to the side. Prompto grabbed one as well, no as used to sword combat as Noctis had to be, but he'd trained enough with them to be able to wield one efficiently.

"No hard feelings, okay?" he grinned casually, readying his training sword.

"…whatever…" Noctis mumbled quietly as he moved into position.

"Aw, come on, relax a little!" the blonde laughed lightly, copying the raven. He then waited for the demon prince to make the first move. Noctis didn't say anything in return. However, before Prompto could say anything else, the prince darted forward with a snap of his tail. The angel was quick to block him with ease, giving a light push forward to knock Noctis off balance, before swiping at his legs with the one of his own.

Noctis, however, leaped over his leg with ease, while his tail snapped out and yanked onto his leg. With a wicked smirk, Prompto snapped his wings out, smacking the prince and stunning him slightly, forcing him into letting go. Hissing, Noctis hopped back, a small growl rumbling from his throat. After several long moments of just standing there, though, he adjusted the grip on his sword, before he moved in again.

Prompto was ready for him, however, and blocked him again, this time knocking him back and then back-swiping with the training sword aimed for a blow to his side. But Noctis easily blocked the swing, and then moved his arm in a swift circle. Which, in turn, knocked the sword out of Prompto's hand as Noctis spun around, his tail slamming into the blonde's face, throwing him back.

But the angel wasn't giving up that easily, as he flared his wings open, preventing him from slamming into the far wall, and then darted for his training sword, easily dodging Noctis's attempt to stop him from getting it. He snagged the weapon up in his hand, and then shot back at the raven, feinting to the side at the last second, and then striking him in his side successfully.

"Nrgh!" Noctis hissed as he jumped away, briefly holding his side. He took a few moments more to breathe, before he shot forward with more speed than he had initially. And as Prompto swung at him, Noctis ducked under it and slammed his head into Prompto's gut.

"Gah!" the blonde gasped, backing up from the force and the pain. He curled one hand over his gut from the pain, hissing softly. The smaller male then lunged forward, revealing more of his speed and agility, as he swiftly dodged the prince's next attempt to block him before striking him powerfully with the training sword in his other side…right before lashing out with his leg, knocking Noctis over and then pointing the sword at his throat.

"…!" Noctis stared at the angel for a moment, before he growled.

"No hard feelings, remember?" Prompto reminded him with an amused grin.

However, just as he finished that, Noctis smirked. Before Prompto could question it, Noctis's tail snapped up, coiling around his arm and then yanked the blonde down to the floor. And in the span of a few seconds, Noctis had the angel pinned face-first against the floor, hands behind his back.

"If you say so," he said simply.

"All right, I had that one coming to me," the blonde conceded. "Mind letting me up?"

Noctis merely snorted, before he easily got up and stepped away from the angel.

Prompto got back to his feet, dusting himself off as he next spoke. "Not bad. I'm not used to a tail being involved in a fight, so nice job."

"…Hm," was all Noctis had to say to that as he picked up his sword and moved to set it away.

"Hey, can't you take a compliment?" the blonde asked, smiling lightly. "I'm usually not one to expect high praise myself, to be honest, but at least accept it." This time Noctis didn't even look up as he shoved the sword back into the stand, before he abruptly turned and headed for the door.

"H-hey! Wait up!" Prompto yelped, quickly putting his training sword away as well before hurrying after the prince. "…Hey Noctis?"

"…mm?"

"Why do you hate me?"

"…who said I do?"

"Well, you rarely talk to me unless I initiate a conversation, and when we met, you didn't want anything to do with me. Even now, you could practically care less about me…" the angel mumbled, lowering his gaze to the floor as they walked.

"…doesn't mean I 'hate' you."

"…Then what do you think of me?"

"…" Noctis didn't respond verbally. Instead, he just shrugged his shoulders, just before he turned and headed out into the garden. Prompto watched him for a couple of seconds, before following after, a bit put out by the lack of a verbal answer.

Just then, though, Noctis suddenly stopped and placed his fingers in his mouth and whistled sharply. The blonde perked up at the whistle, wondering what the prince was doing. He didn't have to wait long…

"Kweh~"

Noctis chuckled softly as a large, golden bird came trotting over, and he stepped up to it as it came into range. And as soon as he came close the bird immediately pressed its large head up against the prince's chest with a cheery chirp. And Noctis merely smiled as he reached out and began to rub along its head.

"I've seen Chocobos before, but never up close," Prompto murmured, watching the pair.

Noctis turned around silently, still petting the bird's head and scratching under its chin. "…that so?"

"Yeah," the blonde nodded. "We have griffons in heaven, but since Chocobos can't fly, we don't have any there. I've never ridden one."

"…" Noctis didn't respond, before he turned to the golden Chocobo and moved to whisper something in its ear.

"Kweh~" it chirped, before it abruptly moved over to Prompto.

"Um…hi," the angel said, smiling slightly at the Chocobo.

"Kweh~" the bird chirped, before it bumped its head against Prompto's chest. Prompto's smile widened a bit, his gaze softening as he began to pet the golden bird's head gently.

The bird gave a happy trill, arching its head to get the petting just the way it liked it, apparently.

Noctis chuckled. "Choco's very picky about his petting, just so you know."

"Really?" the angel blinked, a bit surprised. "Kinda like Tsubasa, then. He's picky, too." Noctis merely shrugged as Choco gave another chirp as he arched up his neck. "You like that, huh?" Prompto chuckled, a content smile curving his lips as he continued to pet Choco.

Noctis smirked as Choco gave a cheery "Kweh~" before he whistled.

And suddenly, the bird pulled away and trotted around Prompto—before ducking his head and scooping the angel onto his back.

"Wah!" the blonde yelped, startled by the action, and then he settled easily onto Choco's back. "A bit different, but still cool," he laughed lightly. Noctis snorted with a small smirk, before he walked off a little further into the garden.

"Kweh~" Choco chirped, just before he began to follow after the prince. Prompto smiled as he resumed his petting of Choco as the bird walked after Noctis. He wondered idly what the raven would think if he had Tsubasa around…but decided to wait until Choco was away for that. He didn't want to scare the poor bird, after all. However, just as that thought finished…

"Kwih kwih~"

The sound immediately had Prompto's full attention, and he looked around for the source.

Choco chirped as he stepped over toward a large pen. Noctis smiled as he opened the pen, letting the bird step inside, before following after, shutting the pen immediately after. And as Prompto looked around the pen, he quickly spotted the small bundles of fluff that were chirping merrily as they hopped around the pen and Choco's legs.

The angel's jaw dropped, and he nearly squealed at the cuteness of them. "Are these Chocochicks?" he asked the raven excitedly.

"Yep," was all Noctis said in response.

"They're so cute!" Prompto exclaimed, grinning brightly, before climbing down from Choco's back to crouch down so the Chocochicks would come to him. No sooner had he done so or the chicks immediately moved to crowd around him, curious about this new arrival and chirping almost constantly. The blonde laughed happily, even as his wings unfolded a bit in his relaxed state. This was amazing for him, as he'd never seen Chocochicks before, even in pictures.

Just then, one of the chicks hopped over and tucked itself under Prompto's wings with a merry chirp.

The angel blinked, surprised, before laughing in amusement at the chick's antics. "I'm not your mother, silly," he murmured, but let the chick stay there anyway, reaching over and petting its head gently.

"Kwih~" the chick announced as it got itself comfy.

Noctis merely snorted as he moved to sit on the fence, not making a move to join the angel. Prompto smiled happily as he gave the chicks all the attention they wanted and needed, his expression content and soft. It showed his true nature, that he was truly a caring individual, and that he wasn't a guardian angel for no reason.

The demon prince watched him for a moment more, before he snorted softly and moved over to where Choco was now settled. The Chocobo briefly looked up, chirping as he was petted, just before Noctis dropped back against the bird's side. The blonde looked up briefly when he heard the slight sound of Noctis getting comfortable against Choco, an amused smile curving his lips.

"Comfy?" he asked.

"Mhmm…"

"Good," Prompto chuckled, returning his attention to the Chocochicks. The chicks continued chirping happily while hopping around the blonde. And Noctis only watched in silence as they did, not seeming the least bit impressed. "Hey, Noctis? Can you tell me about Choco?" the angel asked suddenly, looking at the raven with wide, curious blue eyes.

"…hm?" Noctis hummed lazily, as he reached out to pet Choco along the neck. "…like what?"

"Was he a gift? Or did you get him yourself?"

"…I guess he was something like a gift…" Noctis murmured. "I don't really remember who gave him to me, though…"

"Oh… Well, was he like this when you got him? Or did it take a lot of time?" Prompto questioned.

"He's basically always been this way, yeah… To my knowledge, anyway…"

"That's good," the blonde murmured. "You're lucky, then…"

"…hm?"

"Well, with guardian angels, we're entrusted with a griffon fledgling when we start training to become guardians," Prompto explained. "When I was given Tsubasa, he didn't like me at all initially. He always bit me at meal time for the longest time, and didn't listen to anything I said. It took me saving him in a tough fight, resulting in some scars on me, that got him to trust me the way he does now."

"…I see…"

The smaller male went quiet after that, not sure what else to say. He refocused on the Chocochicks, honestly hoping that Noctis would ask more about his partner, since he had been curious about Choco. His didn't keep his hopes too high, though.

"…So where do you keep him when he's not around, anyway?"

"Actually, he just roams. I just have to whistle for him, and he knows to come to me," Prompto replied with a chuckle.

"…hmm…"

"Maybe we should have a race sometime," the angel laughed. "See who's faster: Tsubasa by air, or Choco by land."

"Maybe…" Noctis mumbled as he shut his eyes quietly. Prompto sighed softly, returning his attention to the Chocochicks. Hopefully, with this time together they'd spent like this, Noctis would start to warm up to him a bit more…