Ty yawned yet again, using the back of his left hand to cover his mouth. He glanced down at the grocery bag in his other hand, making sure he bought everything he was supposed to, so that he didn't have to go again and lose even more time.
While walking, he tried remembering yesterdays lesson, testing himself in his head. This, however, made him lose track of his surroundings and bump into a small amount of people, desperately apologizing right afterwards. He also had to bake the cake he promised Jason, otherwise the younger would be sad and that was the last thing he wanted.
Ty fished out his phone, pushing his brunet hair out of his eye, and glanced at the time.
It was 15:42. With a little luck, he'd get home by four, the cake would take about half an hour and while it'd bake, he could go over the Math. His job started at six, so that left him some time to cook the dinner. He wondered what would Jason want.
Probably pancakes, seeing as the short astronaut wannabe loved me the most. Ty could manage that, he divided, managing a small smile and right off the bat complimenting one woman that walked next to him.
She stuttered a thanks, red in face. Ty just smiled wider and hurried along a little, not wanting to leave Jason to wait too much.
He also wanted to know of his brother finished his homework.
The wispy tendrils of colors wrapping themselves around Ty were kind of hypnotizing. Well, at least to Sky they were. He couldn't tear his gaze off of the most beautiful soul colors he had ever seen.
And since he guarded Ty for a long time, he also knew what each and every one of them meant.
There was golden-ish yellow concentrated in his head; his intelligence. The teen knew a lot more than a college major!
Orange, concealed inside his chest; his happiness and ability to make others happy. With a single smile or line, the teen was able to lift anyone's spirit!
Red, mingling with the orange, yet still recognisable; his toughness, or call it stubbornness, if you will, or just simply the fact that he didn't give up and wasn't planning to.
Well, he wasn't, at least.
There were people, sorry, angels for these things.
There was green around his hands, representing Ty's ability to work with pretty much anything handed to him. The boy could make a rocketship model with as much ease as while writing.
Blue wrapping itself around his hipbones; giving out Ty's calm and silent personality.
Silvery strands ran around his legs, curling and uncurling around his thighs; Ty's devotion to everything he did.
Purple adorned his ankles; the fact that Ty always put others before himself.
The sight was absolutely unique, Sky had never in all his years of guarding humans seen someone with so many great traits. He would often just stare at Ty, watching as the wispery strands curled around his body only to uncurl and curl again. The sight was truly unique and well worth any scolding he got from Dawn for leaving.
Eyes leaving Ty's soul for a milisecond, he checked his watch. 15:42.
There was little time left. Sky's ears picked up a sound of flapping wings, though not a bird's wings, but much much bigger ones.
He turned around just as two feet touched the building's roof. Sky gazed at the shining white soul before him, quickly putting his shades on.
"It isn't right," the angel said.
"I know. But you won't stop me," Sky muttered back, gazing into the other pair of sunglasses.
"No, I meant the accident. He doesn't deserve it," the other angel folded his white wings, walking to join Sky upon the edge of the tall building, "Just look at him… Poor thing doesn't stop worrying one second."
Sky numbly nodded, gazing down. The two of them raised their shades simultaneously, marveling at the colorful parade down on the street.
"I-I won't let it happen… I won't let him die, Bodil," Sky said, on the verge of crying.
"I know you won't," Bodil extended a hand to rub Sky's back between his two feathery appendages, "You see Bash down there?" he asked, pointing to one of the apartments.
"Yeah?" Sky asked, using his glove to get rid of the tears that managed to leave his eyes, looking at Bodil's protegé.
"You know… They are destined to meet," was all that Bodil said before spreading his wings and disappearing high above.
Sky's tears stopped immediately. If Bodil wasn't making fun or just trying to calm him, that meant Ty still had fate in this world. That meant he had to go and save him.
His watch reach 15:48. There was only one chance he had, so he might better take it.
60 seconds.
His wings spread and he threw himself down, aiming for the walkway. He steered, missing a flock of birds by only inches.
51 seconds.
He wasn't able to steer after that though, so he, with a lot of effort, hit one of the buildings instead of the pavement.
38 seconds.
Slightly dizzy, but thankful for no one noticing, he tried locating Ty, succeeding in a matter of seconds.
20 seconds.
He moved through the crowd, desperately pushing people away. A lot of them cast him dirty glances, and that only succeeded in making him hate the majority of humans even more.
16 seconds.
By pushing through the crowd, Sky managed to catch up with Ty as he was waiting for the pedestrian light (?) to turn green. The teen was deep in thought, the golden tendrils more vibrant and shining than the other colors.
13 seconds.
The light turned green, people hurrying forward slightly disorienting Ty.
7 seconds.
Ty and Sky both walked at the same time, Sky intently watching the left side of the road.
5 seconds.
The truck bolted from behind the corner like a rocket.
4 seconds.
Ty stood still, like a deer in the headlights, frozen to spot.
3 seconds.
Sky cursed.
2 seconds.
The truck seemingly got even faster, only metres from the two of them.
1 second.
Sky threw himself at Ty, using his wings to propel the out of the road. A deafening crash echoed from behind them, the truck colliding with a waiting silver Wolgswagen.
Sky quickly checked if Ty was okay, but the teen seemed to be fine, no visible bruises or anything. Sky let out a sigh, gently setting Ty against one of the houses. He glanced at the brunet teen one more time, putting the grocery bag he picked up earlier next to him and with the help of his wings, flew back to the building's roof.
