II
How to remember your love. For the Angel
Meanwhile, between the cloudy surfaces that formed heaven, rose the Angel Council. Surrounding it on the nearby clouds, a series of ethereal crystal balls, containing what seemed the dwellings of angels. In one of them, a pink-haired angel was gazing into a mirror. But the mirror didn't show her reflection. It showed whirly and blurry images. Suddenly, an image solidified. It showed a younger Kotarou with Misha in the Tokyo Red Tower. In the mirror, Misha took Kotarou's arm and jumped to the abyss below the building. Suddenly, a pair of wings busted out of her back, and they started flying. The real Misha shed a little pristine tear. The memories were killing her as Kotarou.
"Kotarou-kun-su," she sobbed "I missies you-su. I wants to holdies you so bad-su. I need you so bad-su. Where are you-su?" Misha put the mirror and reached for the crystal wall of her "house". She passed through it and flew away. At least she thought she was. Suddenly, someone pulled her wing; stopping her. Misha turned around. It was Sasha.
"You will never learn will you?" Sasha said in dismay, shaking her head. "Sacchun. You knowies perfectly what I want-su." Sasha pulled her sister down to the nearest cloud and scolded "You know that wonder boy is gone to you Misha! He was the one who gave you the opportunity to stay here; don't you EVER forget that, sis. Besides, ANGELS AND HUMANS DO NOT PAIR! When are you ever going to get that!?"
Misha looked down. She knew that Sasha would always say that when it comes about her Kotarou-kun. She just stayed mute and headed back to her crystal ball. Sasha didn't need to say that, she had already a thousand times. But when Sasha was elsewhere, Misha would open in the clouds a certain spot that lead directly into Kotarou's apartment. But not this time. This time it would be another thing neither the two of them planned.
Suddenly, Misha felt a strange piercing in her heart. It was a strange pain that she had never felt before, it felt sad. Really sad. Then the thought of Kotarou invaded her head. Then she saw a blurry image, the image of a purple-haired boy sprawled on the floor, unconscious. She didn't thought about it twice. Misha unfolded her wings and soared across the sky. Sasha caught a slight glimpse of her and decided to pursue her. It was a magnificent race. Misha, despite the fact that she was slower and sturdier than Sasha, her determination gave her a speed she had never acknowledged. Misha found her secret spot and dived. Sasha was about to go in with her when an unnatural attraction pulled her of the scene. With Sasha gone, Misha raced down the vertiginous height that separated her from the ground. At an amazing speed she crossed the winding ways of the city. Somehow she knew exactly were she was going. The huge droplets of water were still coming down, but each and every one of them got through Misha's transparent body.
Suddenly she came to a stop and landed nearby a high voltage pole. She looked around, and there he was. It was a much taller Kotarou-kun and he looked more aged than she initially thought he would be. She still didn't know that when despair ravages your life, you will turn older even if you are on top of your youth. She wanted to run and hug him but her muscles didn't respond. A huge lighting drew its way in the sky and more of them followed. "What's happenings-su?!" she thought. Then, it happened.