Hey, Angel-san, why do you let me live?
My dear, you're not so innocent
You're fooling Heaven's gates
So you won't have to change
You're no saint
-x-
"Watch out!"
A hand grabbed his arm and pulled him back hard enough he stumbled. A swear on his tongue, he turned to bitch out whoever touched him when a blasting horn of a truck went by.
If he had taken that step, then…
He breathed and his legs trembled for a second. "Holy shit." He turned to the girl with strange green eyes in a black hoodie.
"Uh, thanks." He mumbled, the words foreign in his mouth.
"You should be more careful, Sasuke!" She grinned, before patting off her school skirt and disappearing into the crowd that gathered.
'Yeah, I should have paid more-…wait. She knew my name?'
He shot up, searching the crowd for that pale pink hair that had to stand out, but found nothing in the sea of black and grey. He bent down to pick up his school bag to see something tucked into the handle.
He picked it up, twirling it in his fingers.
'A feather?'
"Yooo, bastard! What're you doing? C'mooonnnn!"
Sasuke tucked the stark-white feather into his pocket, and went to tracking down the idiot in neon orange.
-x-
Hey, Angel-san, do you love me?