Chapter one:

Mello's P.O.V.

This life is enjoyable but a little boring at the same time.

I am number one in the orphanage and I have no real competition against anyone to try to compete for anything unless I am playing soccer with some of the other residents. I sigh as I walk through the forest just past Whammy's house's field knowing that not many will be outside since it is the afternoon in which classes are in session but as long as I stay number one around here I can skip classes if I want though I also have to keep my skipping within reason so I at least sometimes show up to class. I like taking a walk through the woods especially on days like today where the weather is nice and everything is peaceful. I even have a nice area I once found that I like to go to especially when I am truly pissed off at someone enough I need to cool off before I do something too drastic that could cause my idol to be disappointed in me. I look up to the sky and leafy trees as I walk closer and closer to my area, I am the only one who knows about it so I call it my area. I close my eyes letting the peace capture my heart and soul lulling them into the peacefulness I only know here in the woods and my area. I then open my eyes and look to where I am going as I pass through a bush making it into my area.

Something tells me that today is not going to be like any other day.

I wonder why.

My area is a beautiful clearing in the woods, it's grassy with patches of flowers to add to its beauty and a small pond that's just big enough to swim a little in with the pond being in the middle and a slightly small river flowing around it like a barrier from the outside world.

I hop over the slightly small river and I race towards the pond but I end up tripping over something or well someone.

WHAT THE HELL!

I fall to the grassy ground with a grunt and when I glance over to snap at whoever tripped me I freeze.

There lying on the ground unconscious is someone I have never seen before, which is surprising since Whammy's is pretty much at the edge of Winchester where we are far enough away that no one else every really enters the woods here.

He has curly white hair, a long sleeved white button up shirt, white pyjama looking pants, white socked feet and flawless pale skin. He in himself is truly beautiful, yes I am admittedly gay, but there is more to him that truly makes him more beautiful.

I get off him then I turn and I sit on my hand and knees facing him as I get a better look.

Sure enough I wasn't seeing things.

He really does have angel wings on his back but something doesn't seem right…. He has the one closest to the ground folded, he's lying on his side, and the other is still a little spread but bent as if he tried to fold it properly but couldn't. He unconsciously tries to fold it properly like the other one only to let out a soft groan of pain and stop trying to fold it.

I know instantly there is something wrong and I am pretty sure that this boy is an angel. I reach towards his hurt wing wanting to find out what is wrong with it and I rest my hand on the soft feathers right on the tip of his wing. I marvel at it for a moment before moving my hand towards the bend only to get a pained groan as well as the wing moving away from my hand as the angel shifts. I look down to his face.

He is still unconscious but I think I came close to almost waking him.

I don't think I can help him here but he needs help. I shift and I slide my hands under him getting ready to pick him up trying not to hurt him or wake him. I pick him up finding that he is pretty light in weight so it's not hard to carry him. I begin heading back to the orphanage trying to be as quick as I can while carrying the angel. I burst out of the woods and into the orphanages field only to head into the orphanage.

Should I take him to the nurse? Or should I take him to my room first to see if I can help him on my own?

I think I'd rather take the second option rather than risking finding out only I can see him. I take him to my room glad that I don't run into anyone. I shift him in my arms to open the door then I walk in putting him on my bed before going back to close my door. I can't have people possibly seeing what's going on, not yet anyways. I go back to my bed and I sit on my knees beside the bed and I rest my arms on the bed by his body. I look to his face admiring his beauty for a little bit. I swear if he didn't have the angel wings then I would have thought he was a demon or devil sent from Hell to seduce me in which it worked instantly from Hell or from Heaven.

When is he going to wake?

I know I shouldn't try to heal him until he wakes especially if I don't want to make this angel upset with me as I want to keep him with me as long as possible. I think I may have fallen for him like I have never fallen for anyone before.

Sure there was the occasional crush but it was a simple crush and nothing more.

None of them ever can start to compare to this feeling I have now.

He is starting to wake but I don't fully process it until his eyes open half way revealing stormy grey slightly wide eyes.