Sins of an Angel
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Ryo Angel

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"You are a part of this family, Akuma."

"We are the ones that lifted you from that harsh world."

"You can't run. You can't ever run away from us."

"Stop running, Akuma."

"Come back to us."

"Come back to Mummy." A dark-haired woman reached out her hand towards him, "Come back to me..." She
whispered tilting her head, letting her dark locks tumble down one shoulder. "Mummy misses her dark prince."

He couldn't stop running. Everywhere he turned, there they were. Angels with dark black wings. "Stay away!" He
screamed, "Stay away from me!" He clamped his hands over his head and fell to the ground, "Stay away!"

"Endymion..." His angel whispered. "Endymion..." He looked up. There she was, dressed in white, her silver wings
shimmered in the light that glowed all around her. She reached out towards her. A glowing candle in this world of
darkness. "Endymion..."

Tentatively, he reached out, "Serenity?" He whispered hoarsely, his fingers grazed hers before the light was
extinguished, leaving him in darkness again. "No!" He screamed as fire consumed him, "NO!"

"No!" Mamoru Chiba bolted awake, breathing erratically; beads of sweat covered his brow. Closing his eyes, he
shook away the remnants of his dream. Trembling, he got out of bed and threw open the shades to his bedroom.
Running around like a madman, he turned on all the lights in his apartment before sitting down in a corner, his hands

clasped behind his neck, drawing his head to his knees. He started rocking. "Stay away."

He told the darkness, "Stay away..."

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As the sun streamed through the window and shone its rays on the fourteen year old teenager, she groaned and
dragged herself out of bed, rubbing her eyes and looked at the clock, blinking sleepily before they shot open. "I'm
going to be late!" She scrambled to get dressed and ran to the bathroom; quickly brushing her teeth before sliding
down the stair rail and grabbed a piece of toast.

"See you later, Mom!" She called out, putting on her loafers and running out the house with the bento and her
briefcase, "I'm going to be late. Late. Late. Late." She chanted, running at the speed of light.

She rounded the corner and paused seeing a bunch of kids crowded around a cat, "Hey!" She called out, "Leave that
cat alone!" She chased the kids away and picked the cat up. "Poor thing..." She lifted the bandage from the cat's
forehead, her eyebrows shot upwards to see a crescent moon there as if it were burned on; then her eyes strayed
towards her watch and dropped the cat unceremoniously before running to school, "I'm going to be late. Late. Late.
Late..."

As she skidded to a stop in front of her class room, she fell down and bumped into the janitor, who just -happened-
to be mopping up the floor. Well, you can guess what happened. She entered the room with her uniform wet, a
bucket on her head, and the snickers of the class ringing in her ears. And if that wasn't bad enough, her teacher
ordered her outside. Balancing a book on her head, both hands held a bucket of water and standing on one foot,
she pondered the mysteries of the alarm clock.

After school, she walked resolutely back home, staring at the paper in her hand. 30 percent. "Mom's going to kill
me." She moaned, mentally banging her head on an imaginary wall, while seconds later, she bumped into a warm
body. "I'm sorry!" She cried out, "So sorry!" She kept her head bowed until she heard the low tenor of her mortal

enemy.

"A 30 percent, Odango?" Mamoru asked.

Usagi's head snapped up and snatched the paper from his hand, "Mamoru!" She growled.

His lips drew up to a smirk, "Been eating too much dumplings, Odango Atama, that your brains turned in to mush
too?"

She gave him a deadpanned glare that clearly says - I am NOT amused. With a flick of her hair, she stomped past
him. Half way down the block, she looked back, 'A real jerk... but kind of cute.' Her mouth drew up to a half smile and
skipped the rest of the way home.

Mamoru took off his dark glasses that showed the results of days foregoing sleep. 'There's something about that
girl...'

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"Mom! I'm home!" Usagi called, taking off her shoes and walked to the living room only to find... "Mamoru!" She
yelped in surprise before her eyes narrowed. "What are you doing here?"

"Could ask the same of you." Mamoru stood.

"Oh! You two know each other?" Ikuko beamed.

"Mother," Usagi growled lowly, "What is THAT," She shot a glare to Mamoru, "doing here?"

Ikuko frowned disapprovingly, "Honey, you're grades are spiraling downwards and your father and I thought that it's
time you get a tutor."

"A tutor?" Usagi echoed. "Him?"

The two stared at each other. 'Kill me now.'

Two hours later, Usagi threw down her pencil and huffed out, "I'm tired."

He snorted, "Tough. You only have one more problem to do." He held out the pencil to her, "Come on now, don't be
such an Odango Atama."

With a glare and a growl, she snatched the pencil up and started on the problem again. "The antiderivative of two x
squared plus fifteen is um... x cubed plus x to the fifteenth power?" She chewed on the tip of the pencil and looked
wide-eyed up at Mamoru.

'Innocent as an angel.' Mamoru laughed, "Almost. You have two x squared plus fifteen. Let's break this down. The
antiderivative of two x squared is..."

"X cubed?" She asked hopefully.

Mamoru nodded, "Okay, the derivative of X cubed is...?"

Usagi pursed her lips, "Three X squared... so we need to keep the two and cancel out the three... so the
antiderivative of two X squared is... two-thirds x cubed?"

"Perfecto!" Mamoru flashed her a grin before pointing to the fifteen written on the paper, "What about this?"

Usagi tapped her pencil on the table. "Well, the antiderivative of any constant is Ax. Therefore... fifteen X?" She
asked timidly.

He nodded, "Put it all together..."

"The antiderivative of two x squared plus fifteen is two-thirds x cubed plus fifteen x." She looked at the problem on
her paper, "Plus C!" She added triumphantly.

Mamoru laughed, "Why?"

"Because you don't know what the constant is!" Usagi put up a victory v with her index and middle finger,
"Whoo-hoo!"

"Finally!" Mamoru threw up his hands, "The girl finally gets it!"

"Hey!" With a pout, she threw a throw pillow at him, "I understand what she says... I just needed someone to
explain it better." Licking her lips, Usagi smiled up at him, eyes twinkling. Her smile slowly dwindled as she stared
into his eyes. There was something in there... something secretive...

He was the first to look away, "Well, I guess this proves that we can be civilized to each other without the claws and
fists."

"Says you." Usagi huffed, "I'm willing to have a truce, but the second you..."

"You know, Odango... you look kind of... oof!"

"The second you call me Odango, all bets are off." Usagi finished deadpanned, another pillow in her hand, getting
ready to plummet the jerk to death.

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I MIGHT have laid it a bit too thick in the beginning... hmmm.... As usual, the story is mine. This might not be the way things happen, but hey, as long as it's semi-similar, what does it matter? And as usual, it'll start off short and hopefully, it'll get longer as the chapters progress.

Only three reviews? *tears welled up* I feel so unloved!

KuroTenshi - No need for thanks, just keep betaing ^_^

dizzy4 - I have some chapters written up, so even if I do get writer's block, it won't hinder my updates... I hope.

SilverMo - Thank-you! I do feel blessed ^_^