Like with Izaya's, Riko's POV parts are the Italics without quotes around them. This is the second, and last, part of the Encounter chapters.

Chapter 2

Encounter (Riko's POV)

I had been sent back down to Earth by God.

The girl fell through the trees and onto the ground. She laid on her side for a moment, covering most of her body with her pure white wings. After a few seconds, she sat up and stared at the grass beneath her. She wore a pure white dress that had thin straps and stopped at her knees. She had a pure white ribbon with no clasp or bow around her neck and a golden bell attached to it. Her dark, navy blue hair went down to her shoulders. She flapped her wings a few times, then stopped. 'Why can't I take off?'

It seemed as though my wings had been hurt when they hit the tree.

She felt somebody watching her, so she turned her head to see who it was. Her eyes met a boy's eyes. He had short, black hair and wore black jeans and a very dark blue, almost black, T-shirt. He wore black shoes. Her eyes widened and she gasped. 'I let a human see me!' She tried to stand up, but screamed quietly in pain and fell back down, gripping her right ankle.

"Um, I could help you if you'd let me," the boy said as he took a step closer.

The girl looked up at the boy standing near her with lost and scared eyes. "You'd…do that?" she asked quietly.

The black-haired boy nodded. "I can help you to the hospital."

The angel looked at her wings, then at her injured ankle. She thought for a moment, then heard another offer.

"Or I could take you to my place." He paused for a second. "My mom's a nurse, so she can help your ankle."

She closed her eyes for a moment. 'If I have to go out in public.' Her wings slowly disappeared just before she opened her eyes. She looked back at Izaya and saw that he was watching her in amazement. She blinked, a little uncomfortable, but she tried not to show it. "I'd rather not go to the hospital," the girl said quietly.

"Okay," the boy replied gently as he kneeled down in front of her. He gently took her wrist and put it over his shoulder, then put one hand on her back and the other under her legs. He picked her up as he stood up.

The angel tensed up a little and wrapped her other arm around Izaya's neck and gripped the back of his shirt with both hands, turning her head and burying her face in his shoulder. She was scared. Afraid that he would drop her.

"It's okay," she heard the black-haired boy whisper, trying to reassure her. Though he reassured her, she still didn't loosen her grip. She felt him turn around and start walking.

She listened to the boy's heartbeat and wondered if he could feel that she didn't have one. She missed hearing the beating of another person's heart, as well as her own.

A few minutes later, the boy opened the door to what the girl assumed was his house. She heard the door shut behind them.

"I'm home!" the boy shouted, causing her to jump a little. "Ah. I'm sorry," he said as soon as he noticed the angel was startled.

She heard a voice coming from somewhere. "Welcome ho-" The voice was cut short, then resumed shortly afterwards. "Oh my." The woman walked closer to them. "Who's this young girl?" she asked.

The dark navy blue-haired girl turned her head slightly and looked at the woman out of the corner of her eyes. She looked like the boy, so the girl figured that this woman was his mother.

"I'm not sure," the boy responded, looking at the girl in his arms. "But she fell down from the trees three blocks away from here."

The woman leaned in a little, looking at the girl. "Are you hurt anywhere?" she asked gently.

"My ankle hurts a lot," she responded quietly.

The woman stood up straight and looked from the girl to Izaya. "Set her on the couch in the living room," she said as she turned slightly. "I'll be right back with my medical bag."

The girl watched the woman complete her turn and walk away. The boy started walking again. He gently set her down on the couch like his mother told him to. She looked up at Izaya, then blinked and looked away. "Thank you," she said quietly.

"You're welcome." He paused a moment. "Oh yeah. Might I ask what your name is? Mine's Izaya Orihara."

The girl was silent for a moment. She had to think of a name, because she had forgotten her name the day she became an angel. "Riko," she finally said.

"Riko? Do you have a last name?"

Riko shook her head slightly, then looked at Izaya. "I only have a first name." She had just made it up, so she didn't know a last name. The girl would have to think of one later.

"Well, you are an angel. Do angels forget their last names when they die?"

She blinked. "Die?" She looked up at the ceiling. "I didn't die," she lied. "I was given these wings when I was five because I hated my family." She had told a complete lie. She didn't hate her family, she actually loved them, and they loved her. And she died a few months ago, but she'd never tell him.

"So you're not an angel."

Riko looked back at Izaya. "Yes I am. At least, that's what He told me."

"God?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

"How old are you?"

"Ten."

Izaya smiled with joy. "So am I!"

Riko closed her eyes and smiled ever so slightly.

I was beginning to fall in love with a living human.

Izaya's mother walked into the living room. "Alright. Let's take a look at that ankle," she said as she walked over to the couch. She sat down on the couch next to Riko. "Could you put the one that's hurting on my lap, please?"

The angel complied. She winced slightly as her ankle came in contact with the woman's lap. Riko watch Izaya's mother's hands as she tended to the girl's injured ankle. 'Is this the family God wanted me to live with for awhile?'

After some minutes, the boy's mother finished tending to Riko's ankle. "Well," she began, "the good news it that you only sprained your ankle, so no major treatment will be needed. But you shouldn't put a lot of pressure on it until the swelling and pain go away completely." She smiled gently. "Alright?"

Riko was looking at the woman's gray eyes. She nodded. "Okay."

The woman stood up. "Well, it's late. You should get some sleep." She looked at Izaya. "Izaya, could you go get her a blanket and pillow?"

"Sure," he said, then turned and walked off.

The woman looked back at Riko. "I'm sorry that you have to sleep here," she apologized. "I'll fix up the guest room tomorrow so you can sleep there tomorrow night."

Riko smiled slightly. "Thank you."

The black-haired boy came back with the blanket and pillow. He put the pillow behind Riko and put the blanket over her, pulling it up to just above her waist. "There you go."

"Thank you, Izaya," the girl said.

"You're welcome, Riko," he responded.

"Well, I'll be going to bed now. Goodnight," Izaya's mother said before turning and leaving the room.

Izaya sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch and looked at Riko. "She always goes to bed early because she has to get up very early for work."

"I see."

The boy tilted his head slightly. "So, where did you come from?"

"Shinjuku."

He blinked. "Really? You flew all that way without being noticed?"

"I'm able to fly very high up," she answered. She closed her eyes and felt her wings appear again. The girl could feel the warm sun and a gentle breeze on her face as she imagined flying through the sky. "I can fly through the sky as much as I want. I can even sit on the fluffy clouds."

I had hoped to be able to go back there once my ankle and wings got better.

Riko heard Izaya stand up and opened her eyes and looked at him. "Are you going to bed now?"

"No," he simply said. The boy took a few steps forward and leaned over, looking into Riko's dark blue eyes. "Please forgive me," he said.

The angel blinked in confused as she looked into the black-haired boy's auburn eyes. "What do you mean?"

Izaya closed his eyes and kissed the girl on this lips. Riko's eyes widened, then closed after a second. Her wings disappeared, leaving one feather in her lap. Izaya broke away and hugged Riko. She heard a voice echo in her mind. She knew right away who it was.

"Since you have not only been seen my a living human, but have also made contact with a living human, you will now be given your life back. This time as Riko Ichimura. You will still have access to your wings, but you are now a living human being."

She felt her life be put in her body. The girl heard her heart start beating in her chest and smiled slightly with joy. 'Thank you, God.'

My ankle healed a few weeks later. One month after my ankle healed…

Riko quietly opened the door to Izaya's room and walked inside. She silently walked over to his bed and put the feather from her wing next to his pillow. She walked back over to the door and looked back at Izaya. 'I'm so sorry for leaving without saying goodbye.' She left Izaya's room and closed the door behind her.

I left.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this. I'm not all that satisfied with the line I put for God, but oh well. It's the best I can come up with for that situation.