I Want To Be You
Author's Notes: Wow, what amazing responses for the very first chapter! I'm not sure I've had this many alerts on my story on the first chapter! Thank you so much you guys! Anyways I always update fast when I get a lot of good responses.
Anyways, by suggestions of logan, who quote: "oh, as a suggestion: there are actual heirarchies of angels (called choirs) do a wiki search for them. that could be a better way of handling syaoran's class. other than just saying he was a high class, find the name of the angelic choir that is closest to god. (i think it is either the seraphims or the thrones) there a ton of classes, i know a lot of the names, but i don't really remember the exact order. also, a good detail is the wing configuration, you see only the lowest choir (the dominions i think) had two wings. the higher ranks had more. like serephim had six i think. this has a lot of potential but i think a peppering of certain factoids could go well with it" I'll take it into heart.
Syaoran's "branch" family (meaning his cousins) will be Throne. However I won't specify which choir Syaoran is in because it doesn't go along with my story. Sorry if it may offend you a little. I'm not sure about the wings yet, I'm a lot happier having both Sakura and Syaoran have the same number of wings. I do this because in the future when they switch, it'd be much easier. In my story, God has wings, to because I am taking in logan's advice, I'll make God have eight, layered on top of another. Thank you for your suggestions. And as always, I love suggestions. Thank you for all the reviews too!
Oh also I am also Atheist. But this story just popped up into my head that I HAD to just write it! Anyways keep those reviews coming!
Disclaimer: Don't own the anime or the characters, simply the story.
Summary: Sakura was a demon of the underworld who everyone believed should've been born an angel. She was sweet and bubbly, constantly rejecting the dark arts of her supposed birth nature. Syaoran was an angel from above with a tainted soul who tainted the fellow angels around him. Everyone believed he should've been born a demon. So when Sakura and Syaoran meet in the middle ground, Earth, they decide to switch. The only way possible for Sakura to be an angel and Syaoran to be a demon was a union that would bind them forever. Marriage. Love. Sex.
.:Beginning:.
His mother was furious although she did not show it. She sat on a large white chair in a room dazzled with jewels, a crystal glass plate hanging from the ceiling of the night sky. She was calm and composed as she glared down at him and the female angel, Lily.
"This is disgusting!" She whispered although it echoed off the walls. He saw that she clenched and unclenched her fist where it laid on the arms of the chair. Her long black hair was let loose today, with a small crystal crown on top of her head, her hair spread down to her lap. Her dark eyes, almost black, contrasted strongly against her pale skin. Her large eight layered wings, almost clear with gleams of a deep purple when the light streamed through, was behind her. They were glaring a deep red, as it fit her emotions. Red meant she was angry…very angry.
"This isn't the first time you did this, Syaoran!" Yelen said. Suddenly she turned to stare at Lily whose eyes were drawn to the sky blue marble tiles. "And you fell for his sickening charm!"
"I am sorry, God Yelen." (AN: Bet you weren't expecting that huh?) She said.
"Stand up, you disgraceful angel!"
Syaoran almost winced, never had he heard his mother so furious that she would use such ugly words.
Lily stood up, trembling slightly. Her hair was rustled and her dress was a mess, her hands kept playing with the sash that held it all together, the one he had taken off just last night.
Suddenly Yelen's wings turned a light blue color and Syaoran wondered how she could possibly turn calm in just a matter of seconds.
"You will be punished by having your wings stripped, sent down to Davy Jones locker, and pass the souls to their rightful path for one hundred years." Yelen stated in a calm, clipped tone.
Lily's lip trembled and her eyes watered. Before she started to sob, she turned angrily at Syaoran. "You bastard!" She screamed before she lunged at him.
He stood there and just before her tiny hands, which had once traveled down his body, could reach his neck, he pushed her away. "You wanted it." He reminded.
Lily sobbed and suddenly, disappeared.
Syaoran turned back his attention to his mother as she descended down from her throne. Before he could think of anything, she rose her hand and slapped him across the face.
"You are the most despicable angel I have ever seen! You are 2100 years old, Syaoran! You still have yet to learn how to tame your tainted heart or else you'll never become God!" She screamed, glaring at him with her black eyes.
"It is my birth right no matter what, mother."
"You will receive the throne when I believe you can rule Above without destroying it!" She shouted once more. Suddenly, she whispered, "You should've been born a demon."
Syaoran tensed up but said nothing.
"You are dismissed." Yelen said after sitting down back at her throne. She watched as her only son walked away through the gates and disappear from her sight.
.:Underworld- 2 weeks later:.
"Remind me why I have to go." She asked, looking in the mirror to look over her shoulder where her brother sat on bay window seat.
"I have something to take care of." Touya replied. "Remember you must spend two weeks with God, it is…"
"It is vital to keep the balance." Sakura cut in. Currently, she was brushing out her hair before turning into her closet to find something to wear. "What do you think I should wear when I'm in the presence of God?"
"You never dress up when you come see me."
"You're rarely that special enough to me." She replied. She pulled off a dark red dress off the hanger and held it up for Touya to see. "What about this one?"
The Demon King shook his head and got up from his seat. He walked over to his sister's, in whom everyone in the Underworld addressed as The Demon Princess, closet to look through her assortment of clothes. Touya took out a short forest green dress for her.
"This one." He told her. Touya returned back to his seat, awaiting his sister to come out, newly dressed. When she came out, he simply nodded and headed towards the door. "Be careful, Sakura. Don't forget to make the trade."
Sakura nodded. The trade was exchange of angels or demons. They would send say three Throne angels to the Underworld while Touya sent three powerful demons there. Sometimes they died and sometimes they stayed and traded themselves. Meaning the demons who would be sent there could give him all his power, go through a cleansing, and become an angel. Sometimes unions would be made where an angel would marry a demon.
Sakura looked at the mirror once more as she slipped on her small amount of jewelry. The dress was short, a little below her bottom with a small inch slit on both sites. There was a deep V and it was sleeveless. She slipped on both her rings, one from her father and from her mother, on each of her middle fingers. She clipped on the bracelet, the only gift her brother had ever given her, on her right wrist. She put on her earrings, all six of them (AN: Meaning she has six piercings on her ears, not six ears), and finally put on her knee length black boots.
She walked out the black marble palace and flew off where Touya had the head magician, Eriol, opened a small portal to Earth.
.:Above- Hours Earlier:.
"I can't believe this is her idea of a punishment." Syaoran muttered as he put on the clothes the maid had put out for him. "Meeting the Devil…I mean really." He looked anxiously around for his necklace, the only piece of jewelry he owned that was very important to him. It marked what was in his blood.
It was a crystal necklace, made from the same material the God's crown was made out of. It was encrusted with jewels that changed colors to match the person who wore its aura. It was handed down to the male angels of the main God's family descendents.
It marked who was going to be God.
Syaoran stomped out of the white palace and took a carriage to the end of the Above. He looked down where all he could see was an endless pool of blue, like an Earth's ocean. He jumped down and his wings spread.
"I can be late." He thought as he suddenly decided to flip around and fly in loops around the sky.
His mind wandered. He wondered if he could ever be a demon. Everyone, including his mother, said he should've been born one. He had a tainted heart, too tainted to tame. Too tainted to wash away by all the white magic of the Above. His mother probably wished he was born a demon.
Syaoran suddenly stopped, floating in the sky. 'I should probably go.' He thought and turned around.
.:Middle Ground-Earth, 5:00:.
Sakura huffed as she finally sat down on the ground. It was getting dark at the park and everyone had long gone home.
"He's late." She said out loud to herself. Sakura crossed her ankles again and leaned back on her hands. She stared at the night sky and took a deep breath in.
She liked being on the Middle Ground, as much as she could away with. The people and the entire nature of it made her feel…alive.
She had a soul because her mother was half human. Her father took her mother as his bride and she was forced to abandon her humanity. However she could not get rid of her human soul and Sakura inherited that trait from her mother.
Sakura's father had always told her that her mother died in an accident, but she knew better. There were no accidents in the Underworld, demons only disappeared because they were killed.
When she found out the truth, it crushed her.
Sakura's mother had not told The Devil her secret. Although half human, her mother resided in the Underworld. The Devil mistook her as a true bred demon and took her as his wife. So afraid of what might become of her, she never whispered her secret. After giving birth to Sakura, however, the truth came out.
Her father was furious.
At the lies, the embarrassment of having the entire Underworld knowing that The Devil himself had taken a half human as his wife. Through that The Devil loved her, his pride was above all else.
And so The Devil took the life of his wife, only months after giving birth to his daughter, her.
He loved Sakura though, oddly enough.
Sakura never figured out why her father never killed her after finding out that she had inherited the disgusting trait of her murdered mother, a soul. A soul that made all humans…humans.
She never got her answer because he never would answer her.
Sakura looked at her watch again, pulling herself from memories. It was seven, God was late by two hours.
"I'm a demon, I thought I was supposed to be the one late!" Sakura complained. "God mustn't be as angelic as they say if he's two hours late."
"Actually she is." A voice behind her said.
Sakura turned around to see a tall tan man with a white collared dress shirt and white baggy pants. His large white wings were much bigger than her own and they fanned out completely straight behind him. His figure drew light to him, appearing strongly against the dark.
"Then if you're not God, who may you be?" Sakura asked politely.
"I never thought The Devil would be a girl." The man said instead.
"Don't dodge the question." Sakura hissed.
"I'm God's son. She thought that by dealing with the likes of someone like you would be punishment I think she was just too lazy to come down."
"God is your mother?"
"Hence why I've been calling God a 'she'. Now that you know who I am, Demon King, shall we begin our two weeks together?" He asked, smirking before bowing down to her.
"I am not The Demon King. I am the Demon Princess." She replied.
"You're his daughter? I didn't know the Demon King had taken a wife."
"I'm his sister."
"Does The Demon Princess have a name?"
"Sakura."
He smiled. "I'm Syaoran."
Sakura nodded.
Syaoran, the angel, looked at the female in front of him. She wore a dress of his favorite color, green. She blended with the shadows of the park nicely but the dim lighting above them, and the dress she wore, brought out all her curves. His amber eyes traveled from her pale porcelain face with sharp dark green eyes and auburn hair framing her heart shaped face, to her small but perfect breasts, to her long endless legs covered in her black boots. Finally, his eyes traveled back up to settle on her black wings, lined with silver that seemed to glow. His eyes returned to her face. This demon had something more to her, something he wanted to taste. His desire for her seemed to be much greater than any of those angels from Above.
"You didn't bother covering your wings." Syaoran stated.
"Humans can not see them just as they can not see yours." Sakura answered.
Sakura looked at the man in front of her. He was much taller than she was; she probably came up to his shoulder. He had dark chocolate brown hair, messy that seemed to spike in several directions as if it had a life of its own. He was tan and well built and amber eyes that glowed like a fire. He looked much better than any of the demons she had seen back home.
"You were late today, you know." Sakura pointed out.
"My apologizes." He said, smirking down at her. Sakura glared at him, wondering why he was smirking so much. Syaoran put an arm over her shoulder, drawing her closer to him. Her side fit perfectly against his and he felt oddly warm. "These two weeks will be fun."
Sakura pulled back and punched him in the side. Syaoran would never admit it, but that hurt. "Remind me why I can not kill you during this meeting."
"Because it is vital not to wage war against Above just as it is not a good idea to wage war on the Underworld. We must keep-"
"Keep the balance of the whole damn world. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I heard it all before." Sakura cut off. She crossed her arms in front of her and they continued walking around New York City, a city that seemed to never sleep. Sakura relaxed and allowed a small smile to escape from her cold demeanor.
"Demons can smile, I'm surprised." Syaoran teased.
Immediately after his statement, Sakura's smile disappeared, shoved back into her cold nature of her being.
Syaoran waved his hands in front of him. "Hey, hey! Don't get me wrong, it was a really pretty smile."
"Please shut up nows. Are you FLIRTING with me?" Sakura suddenly asked. It was too dark out so she missed the small blush that snuck its way on Syaoran's cheeks.
"No, why would I ever want to do that with a demon?!" Syaoran joked. Suddenly something about him changed because he became serious suddenly. "Although everyone Above says I should've been born one."
This peaked Sakura's interest. Why, she wondered.
Almost as if reading her thoughts, that cocky smile was back on Syaoran's face again. "I'll tell you later if we don't kill each other in these next two weeks."
Sakura said nothing and continued to walk. She wondered what they would discuss in these two weeks and finally, what would happen towards the end. Would they sacrifice demons and angels or a union. Sacrifice was normally preferred, the last union had been over three thousand years ago.
It was said that unions were dangerous. If certain conditions were placed, the union of an angel and a demon could cause transformations. Meaning the demon could turn into an angel and an angel could be turned a demon. It normally never worked out after that because they would be so emotionally destroyed. Demons were demons because they had evil inside, becoming angels burned them. Tragic endings were always the story in the books. Sakura used to think they were simply fiction, a good book to read.
Touya had told her it was true.
Author's Notes: So what do you guys all think? I've added a lot of information here just so no one can become confused. And never worry, this story is going to be pretty long. I write a ton of dramatic stuff with thick and heavy plots, so if you think this story is going to end soon when so much has already happened, THINK AGAIN!
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