Angelic Love

Ch 3

Revelations

Disclaimer: I do not own but I would love it if I did.

The girls were rushing about trying to figure out what to do since Keitaro hadn't shown up all afternoon. Motoko was worried since she felt something powerful happen nearby but she didn't dare investigate because her powers were minuscule compared to the powers she had felt earlier.

As they moved into the dinning room the girls looked at the empty space that normally was occupied by Keitaro. Naru was angry that he hadn't shown up to help her with her studying so she was stuck all day with Mutsumi. Su had finished eating already but she remained sitting at the table looking at the spot where Keitaro normally sat. Shinobu was the only one to voice her concerns on the missing manager.

"I hope sempai is ok."

This simple comment only pissed off Naru more. "For all we know that hentai could be locked up in jail for pulling some girls skirt down. You would be better off not worrying about that baka Shinobu."

Further conversation was cut off as they heard someone knocking at the door. Motoko quickly stood and moved to see who it was. Sliding the door open she was stopped short by the sight of Keitaro with his arms around a young woman. The young woman lifted her head up and smiled at Motoko. "No hello dear sister?"

Motoko finally found her voice and cried out. "Sister what are you doing here and why does that perverted male have his arms around you?"

Tsuruko smiled and she saw the rest of the girls come rushing into the room. Keitaro was right about what the girls would look like. Naru pissed off clinching her fist. Shinobu all teary eyed. Kitsune wide eyed. Su oblivious. Though her favorite reaction was what happened next when she leaned over and kissed Kei on the cheek.

All hell broke loose. Shinobu blacked out Kitsune started laughing, but Motoko and Naru were absolutely furious.

Naru rushed forward pulling back her arm. Motoko drew her sword and prepared to launch a ki attack.

Neither succeeded to connect with their target. Keitaro realesed Tsuruko and steeped forward her caught Naru's punch with his right hand and grabbed Motoko's blade with his left. "Enough of this! I will not tolerate any more disrespect to my guest."

Motoko stared at the hand clutching her blade as blood slowly oozed down the steel surface and started dripping on the floor. Naru was bewildered as to why her punch didn't send him flying.

Keitaro released them and stepped back he held his hand out to Tsuruko who taking it gently wrapped gauze around the wound. When she was finished he took her hand and kissed it gently. "My thanks. My lady."

Tsuruko only blushed as he guided her into the house. They walked past Motoko and Naru who could only stand stunned at what just happened. Motoko however turned and before Keitaro could react launched another ki attack at him. The attack ripped across the room but was destroyed as a massive wind roared through the room striking Motoko hard enough that she flew backwards and connected with the wall.

Looking up from the floor Motoko saw Tsuruko standing in front of Keitaro blade in hand. The look of displeasure on her face made Motoko cringe. "Such a dishonest attack dear sister. That is very unworthy of the Gods Cry School."

A look of fear crossed Motoko's face, and she picked herself up off the floor and bowed to her sister. "Dear sister you are correct, and I am sorry Keitaro. What will thy punishment be dear sister."

"I think your manager should be the one to decided that." Tsuruko said turning to Keitaro.

Keitaro felt a wicked smile cross his face as he noticed Motoko's wide eyed expression as her sisters comments sunk in. Keitaro looked at Tsuruko. "So any punishment I think is necessary correct."

Tsuruko nodded. "What ever you want it to be."

Keitaro laughed as he stepped towards the scared Motoko. Reaching up he caressed her cheek and ran his fingers through her long black hair. "I'm sure I can think of something fitting."

Keitaro was now standing behind Motoko and she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders, while the other curled it's way around her waist. Motoko felt him pull her backwards until she was pressed up against him. His left arm was still wrapped around her shoulders, but his right hand slowly started to travel across her stomach towards her pants. Tears were coming from Motoko's eyes as she felt his hand at the hem of her pants. She couldn't take it any more so she cried out. "I'm sorry Keitaro. Please… please… don't… I'm sorry." She was openly crying now. She was startled to suddenly feel him let go, and saw him walk back to Tsuruko's side. That she collapsed to the floor

"There all is forgiven." Keitaro said looking at the slumped samurai on the floor.

Tsuruko smiled at Motoko. "See dear sister you are wrong even when given the option of having his way with you he did not. Are you still so sure that all men are evil?"

Motoko could only stare at her sister. Tsuruko gently took Keitaro by the arm and pulled him towards the hall. "It is late why don't you show me where my room is Keitaro."

Grinning like an idiot Keitaro takes the lead and escorts her down the hall. After bidding her good night Keitaro quietly walks to his room. Sliding the door open he sighs as he steps inside. Locking the door so it can't be opened he moves to his futon and sits down in a meditative position so if any girls look in it will just look like he is meditating. Reg.

24824824824824828428424824824824824828428428428428482482842848248284284

Outside the Hinata sou near the battlefield where Keitaro was gifted there was a brilliant flash of light. In the middle of the field stood three armored figures. They began to spread out as if looking for something.

After a few moments they find what they are looking for. Near the battlefield a small grove of trees seem to be standing guard over the slumped figure. Two of the Battle hardened warriors feel their stomachs lurch at the sight of their commander. The third pulled a device out of the pouch on his hip. "Captain we found him."

Another brilliant flash light up the field and out stepped a robbed figure. Walking over to the three warriors. "Where is he?"

The warrior that had reported beckoned for the robbed figure to follow him. Leading him to the small grove he stopped as the body of there commander came into view. The robbed figure hesitated for a moment before approaching the bloodied and bruised body.

"Tameras can you hear me?" The robbed figure asked leaning close to the fallen angels head.

"Yes." Came the weak reply.

"Why did you attack your daughter?"

Tameras laughed softly but the laugh turned to a rumbling cough. "I was upset with her for binding herself to a mortal. She deserved better than that."

The robbed figure nodded. "That is understandable, but it still does not explain why you did it."

This time Tameras did not laugh. A tear rolled down his face. "Hanako, my sweet precious Hanako." The robbed figure bowed his head. "She was everything to me the only reason I have to live was my two daughters, but to see one of them bind themselves to a mortal that will die long before she does will only give her heart misery and pain."

The robbed figure nodded. "I understand now, but it still does not excuse you from what you did."

Tameras nodded. "I understand. I do wish to make amends for my mistake."

The robbed figure nodded again. "Do you wish to be healed first?"

Tameras shook his head. "No. What that young man did to me was what I deserved. He was right when he said it was the worst thing I could do was strike Tsuruko."

Tameras struggled to his feet his right arm was dangling completely useless at his side. His wings were broken and bleeding with large patches of feathers missing. The armor on his chest was dented and ripped away lying at his feet. His chest was covered in large black bruises. The helmet was missing and half of his face was blackened from blood and discolored flesh, and his right eye was completely shut due to the swelling. The angel started walking towards the Hinata sou with the three warriors following behind.

"Good luck Tameras. I hope you can forgive yourself after she forgives you." The robbed figure said to the retreating warriors before he was engulfed in light again and disappeared.