Title: Heavens in love
By 星らぶ
A.N.: I don't own anything
Summary: An angel falls in love with a girl from an ancient prophesy. The consequences of their actions will lead to struggle and loss.
Important Note: This is the first story I've ever written; I have posted this story in 2008 on FFnet, under a different account and pen name. If you feel the need to be sure that I am the same person, I can message you a proof (file creation data and the email from FFnet when it was first posted).
A/N: The Japanese for this chapter:
天使Tenshi = angel, お父様Otousama = father, 上着Uwagi = coat; tunic; jacket; outer garment, 袴Hakama = man's formal divided skirt [both uwagi and hakama look like the clothes Hino Rei/sailor mars wears in her temple], 先生Sensei = 1: teacher; master; doctor; 2: (Suffix) with names of teachers, etc. as an honorific, いいやiiya = no
chapter 4: Fallen Angel
"WIND!" the goddess' tremendous voice made the castle tremble.
"Goddess, why do I wear my white gown?" asked the angel confidently.
"SILENCE SERVANT!" screamed the goddess and slapped the blonde across the cheek.
"What did I do?" she asked as she felt the embarrassment rising inside her.
"HOW DARE YOU!" another slap found its way on the angel's other cheek.
"I don't understand…" she whispered confused.
"You FELL for human desires, you lousy scum!"
"I did not!" said the blonde in surprise.
"HOW DARE YOU DEFYING MY ORDERS!" a blow of energy hit the angel on the torso and sent her crushed on the wall.
"Let me refresh your memory." said the goddess angrily as she ordered the two masculine guardians.
"You two, OUT! NOW!"
In front of the blond angel a circle like vision appeared and moving images started to show. She realized that those were her memories from last night when she made love with the aqua haired girl. She couldn't believe that her goddess had spied on her, she felt betrayed and an angry feeling rose inside her.
"How do you call THAT! Wind?" asked the goddess furious.
"LOVE!" exclaimed the angel.
"And my name is Haruka not wind!"
"What did you say?" the goddess couldn't believe what her favourite angel was telling her. She decided to skip the name part and continued.
"That's not love, wind, that's desire for the flesh, our love for humans, it is supposed to be pure, platonic, but YOU, defied my orders, YOU touched human flesh in an blasphemous, unholy way that only humans do, YOU felt sensations forbidden for us the holy ones!"
"My Name Is HARUKA!" said the angel again furious this time.
"SILENCE!" the goddess slapped her for the third time.
"ARE YOU DENYING YOUR BIRTH NAME, WIND?" the tremendous voice caused another tremble of the walls.
"Yes I do deny it, now I have a real name, a name that my love gave to me,"
"Careful Wind you put your immortality at the stake for what? A lousy human?"
Now the blonde was ready to explode.
"Don't you ever dare to call her lousy, again!"
"WHAT! How dare you talk to me like that servant, do you want to lose your wings?" the blonde shivered at the thought, she loved her wings, but she didn't care anymore.
"What if I lose them? I love her and she loves me, I would never trade that love and all the feeling I experienced for any immortality or my wings. I have enough, thousands of years I have been Your servant, and you are telling me that I can't love her?" the angel had been cut by the goddess' outburst.
"That's absurd. How could you fall for a human, the lowest kind of life, You an immortal, an archangel, the best angel I ever had?"
"Lowest? You seem to hate humans my dear goddess…"
"YES I DO, I DO BECAUSE THEY'VE STOLEN YOU FROM ME!"
"So, you've finally shown your true colours…Universia," the blonde said calmly in realization.
"Silence, how dare you to use my name, you…" the blonde cut her,
"NO! Now you listen, you might be goddess, and possess tremendous power but you should look at humans more carefully."
"She is just a human…" tried the goddess.
"No! She is not just a human Universia. She is the human of an ancient prophesy, she is the human you sent me to guard, the human I was afraid so much to guard because of that prophesy, but you've never paid attention. I fell for her from the moment she was born; she knew I was an angel. You've never paid attention to anything. Your lousy laws frightened me, but not anymore. Love is a wonderful feeling and I won't hesitate to lose all the comforts you offer for this love."
"Then lets see how do you like to be a human!" exclaimed sarcastically the goddess as the blonde rose, extended her arms and wings ready to take the hit with honour and pride.
"If you want to cut my wings, then SO BE IT!"
A huge energy blow hit the angel full force. She screamed when the pain of her burning wings filled her senses. As she felt the magic dry from her angelic figure, her always golden hair lost its colour and became white like the snow. And her gown tore in several places.
The pain was unbearable but she didn't care. She heard the goddess' screams as well. Universia was feeling her pain since she was linked to her.
When she felt the last drops of her magic fading away, she used them to materialize a thick ancient book. She held it tightly and finally she felt the floor disappearing under her feet and she started falling. She didn't have wings anymore, so the fall didn't take too long; she crashed on the rocky and snowy ground. The cold penetrated her skin, making the pain even worst until she fell unconscious.
Two bones, of what was left of her wings burnt at the edges, stood on top of each of her shoulder blades.
Universia looked upon her former angel and tears appeared in her eyes.
"I shouldn't have hurt her that much…" were the last words she said before she looked at the frail figure one last time, for this lifetime.
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Michiru was feeling uneasy, she didn't know why. She decided to ignore it; after all tonight her angel would come back to her.
As the hours passed the night fell on the horizon. The uneasiness was still hunting the aqua haired girl. After few hour that Michiru waited for her angel, she looked upon the pocket watch her father gave her earlier that day. It was midnight.
"Haruka, why haven't you come here yet?" she whispered.
She kept waiting for her lover to come, but as the hours passed tiredness took over her senses, she finally closed her eyes and fell into deep comforting sleep.
Early in the morning, Michiru woke up covered in sweat. She didn't remember one bit of her nightmare but the ominous feeling in her heart was telling her that something was completely wrong. When she realized that it was morning and Haruka haven't shown up yet it hit her.
"My Tenshi!" she jumped out of the bed, put some warm winter clothes on and headed for the woods. She didn't even know why she was going there but something inside was telling her to go there quickly.
After few minutes of running Michiru reached the waterfalls; frozen, surrounded by snowy ground. She looked around again and again, until she saw a figure. She first thought that it was some poor animal that didn't make it through these cold days of the winter. But when she went closer she realized that it was a human.
The figure was turning purple slowly; it was probably a woman since she wore a gown. The gown was torn in several places. There were two strange things on her shoulder blades, but she decided it to ignore it. The woman's hair was short and white, but she didn't look old.
Michiru saw the slightest movement and she sighed in relief.
"She is breathing," she whispered.
She stroked the white bangs out of the way. When she saw the woman's face she gasped in shock.
"HARUKA!" she yelled. The former angel tried to open her eyes and coughed heavily. She held her thick book tighter than before.
"Haruka, what happened, let me help you, can you stand?" asked the girl in one breath with worry written all over her features.
Haruka nodded and tried to stand.
"I'm sorry I didn't come at night as I promised…" she said breathlessly.
Michiru shook her head in disbelief.
'How can she be thinking about last night when her body is in that state?'
The girl removed her coat and through it over the taller girl's shoulders.
Haruka hissed in pain when the fabric touched the burnt bones of her wings.
Michiru helped the frail girl, and they walked slowly back to her house.
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"Otousama, Otousama, help me please!" yelled the aqua haired girl when she saw her father sipping his warm tea.
"Michiru?" Viktor asked in surprise and when he saw that his daughter was carrying someone, his cup of tea escaped his grip and hit the floor. He started running towards his daughter.
"Otousama, she is frozen, please take her to my bedroom until I prepare a warm bath for her"
Viktor picked up the frail girl into his arms and carried her to Michiru's bedroom; he placed her on the bed and put Michiru's warm blankets over her shaking body.
Michiru warmed the water and put it in the tub, and then she ran to the other room to find her father looking after her lover.
"Otousama, the bath is ready can you please…" she didn't finished her line as her father smiled at her and stood. He lifted the girl along with the blankets and followed Michiru.
"Can you take over from here Michiru or do you still need help?" asked Viktor a bit embarrassed. If Michiru would say yes, then he would have to help her undress the other girl and wash her naked body.
"It's okay otousama, you can go." Viktor sighed in relief.
"I'll send for the doctor," he finally said and rushed out of the bathroom.
"Haruka" whispered the girl. The former angel opened her eyes a bit and nodded her head. Michiru removed the blankets and helped her out of the torn and dirty gown.
Haruka stepped slowly into the warm water as her body arched in pain.
"My Tenshi…" whispered the girl.
The white haired woman smiled at her lover.
"What happened?" asked the girl, as she stroked the white locks and caressed her pale cheek.
"The prophesy was true…" whispered the former angel.
"Eeee…what prophesy?" asked the other unsure of what to expect.
"The birth of a human girl, with aqua hair, full of grace, will make an angel sacrifice their wings for her love; also her birth would cost her own mother's life." Smiled the taller girl. The aqua haired girl looked at her hair and then back to her angel. When she realized what the other had said she covered her mouth in shock.
Haruka seeing that, she smiled again and raised a wet hand and caressed the other girl's cheek.
"I would lose my wings thousands times over for you my love," whispered the former angel, and the other girl lowered her head to meet her angel's sweet lips.
They kissed for a while, until the white haired girl felt the water getting colder.
Michiru realized that her lover had started shivering again and broke the kiss.
She checked the water with her fingertips.
"It's getting cold, let's get you to bed." She said and helped the frail girl out of the tub. She dried her with a big towel and helped her into a white uwagi shirt and black hakama pants. The aqua haired girl took a step back and looked at the other girl from head to toe and giggled. The former angel gazed at her with questioning look.
"My dear tenshi, you look like a priestess,"
"I…I am not an angel anymore, goddess said I lost my purity so she turned me into human and burnt my wings," the aqua haired girl stopped giggling and gazed at her lover with a pained look. She lowered her head and started sobbing.
"I am so sorry, it is all my fault, if I hadn't called for you so desperately, if I hadn't composed that damn music…" she couldn't keep her tears any longer as she fell on her knees and covered her face with her shaking hands.
"No, that's not true, it wasn't your fault," the taller girl despite the pain her body was giving her, she kneeled and took the sobbing girl into her arms.
"I don't regret it one bit my love, I loved you from the moment I saw you in your mother's womb, I loved you more when you gave me my first kiss, it was paining me to watch you suffer because I was too stubborn and afraid to come closer to you, I felt such loneliness and emptiness when I wasn't looking at you, I was foolishly hiding from you, because I didn't know what love was, in my eternal life I've never fallen for a human the way I fell for you, I didn't want to lose my wings that is true but, I realized immortality and my wings meant nothing if I haven't you into my arms."
The former angel sobbed and coughed heavily and felt her body shiver again.
The smaller girl helped her stand and they headed for the bed. She saw that the pale cheeks had turned red and she caressed her lover's forehead. She realized that she was burning in fever.
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Few moments later, she turned her attention at the knock on the door.
"It's me Michiru, doctor is here"
"Come in Otousama"
"How is she?" asked Viktor
"I think she has a high fever," she said and turned to the doctor.
"Sensei, please…" she pleaded the doctor.
"What happened to her?" asked the doctor.
"I found her lying in the snow, I think she is badly injured, and there is something else on her back…"
"Can you please go out, so I can check…" tried the doctor but a husky low voice cut him.
"Michiru, stay with me, please," said the white haired woman and looked at the man pleadingly. Viktor didn't wait another second; he just walked out of the room.
"Michirusan, I think you can stay then," smiled the doctor as he saw the relief on the taller woman's face.
"So, young lady, tell me what happened to you?"
"I…I fell, and my body hurts…" she tried.
The doctor made a thinking gesture.
"Michiru, help me remove her shirt, please"
Michiru opened the uwagi carefully and exposed her lover's torso to the experienced eyes of the doctor. Her skin was purple in several places. He saw the former angel was breathing heavily like she was in ominous pain. He stroked his hands over her ribs and the girl hissed in pain.
"Broken ribs…two on the left and one on the right." said the doctor
Michiru caressed her lover's cheek lovingly.
"Can you roll on your stomach, dear?" asked the doctor. The white haired girl nodded and with the help of Michiru she was now lying on her stomach. Slowly the doctor stroked the uwagi off of her back only to gasp in surprise.
"What are those…"
"Please, sensei, take care of her wounds,"
"But, but, but…" he looked carefully on the burnt skin; he touched the shattered bones only to receive a painful scream from the girl.
The doctor realized that none of them would tell him, what those bones were so he just bandaged them as he did with her ribs and then checked her fever.
The girl had a terrible flue, a very dangerous one.
When he finished, he gave Michiru instructions of how to nurse the other girl properly. And he promised to bring a medicine the next day.
When he left the room, he met Viktor's gaze.
"How is she?" he asked,
"Viktor, I'm your doctor for years, I won't lie to you."
"I appreciate that Yoshihara sensei,"
"The girl is severely ill, they didn't tell me what really happened to her but what ever it is, it's pretty dangerous and I don't know if she will survive it, and if she will, she'll be really frail, her life is short Viktor, I'm really sorry," the doctor lowered his head and shook it in disappointment.
Viktor felt really sad for the girl and his daughter.
'How can this be happening to her, she just found her,' he thought and shook his head as well; he thanked the doctor and walked him to the door.
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Michiru stayed with her lover for the rest of the day and night, kissing her, caressing her frail body, speaking comforting words to her, checking her fever.
When she noticed the thick old book, she asked the former angel, what it was.
Haruka had said it was an angel's diary, a book that it's been written by its own. It was her diary, only for the last twenty years, her most important years. All the thoughts and happening in the angel's life were written in that book.
After that night that seemed to be endless for the aqua haired girl, the doctor came back with a medicine, checked the girl again changed the bandages and promised to come back in a week.
That week was hell for both girls. Haruka got a bit worse; she even coughed blood one night. It was the first time she saw her own blood. When goddess crushed her with all that energy, she damaged the angel's lungs permanently.
Michiru was nursing the other girl well though, but most importantly she gave her unconditional love. Haruka seemed like she was getting a bit better.
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Few months had past and the wounds had been healed, ribs weren't broken anymore, but the white haired girl was coughing blood more often, her body was still frail.
On Michiru's birthday a month or so ago, Haruka was feeling healthy enough to make love to her.
They were happy together, no matter the girl's illness, they cherished every moment they spent together. Viktor was looking at them. Michiru was dancing with the music she was playing with her violin, along with the cherry blossoms from the blooming trees in the Kaioh yard. Haruka was sitting on a chair covered with a light blanket. It might have been spring but the wind was still cool enough to send chills down her spine. She was clapping her hands, and laughing with the girl in front of her. She coughed randomly here and there but nothing really serious.
When the summer came Haruka looked healthier, they spent a lot of time on the beach, she didn't go inside the water, but she liked to watch her lover swim like a mermaid along with the waves.
Michiru was happy that her angel was feeling better, but she was still feeling that uneasiness inside her heart that never left her since that day she found her lover in the snow. She buried those feelings deep in her soul, she wouldn't let them shadowed her precious moments with her beloved.
When the autumn came and the weather became colder, Haruka felt day by day more weak, more frail, but she didn't tell her lover.
She didn't want to worry the girl. Even the wounds of her shattered wings had started to hurt a bit, and until winter took over she had found several random cuts on her skin. Even the well healed wounds of her wings had open without an obvious reason.
She was scared, but she didn't share that feeling with her beloved.
One day when she tried to bandage her shattered wing bone Michiru stepped in the room.
"Haruka? Haruka what happened?" she asked and ran to her lover's side.
"No-nothing…" managed the white haired woman but it was too late.
"Haruka why didn't you tell me that your wounds had opened?"
"It is not a big deal my love," she comforted her lover and smiled tenderly.
When Michiru trailed her delicate hand over the former angel's torso, the taller woman hissed in pain.
"What's wrong Haruka?" tried the girl but then a painful scream escaped Haruka's lips, she placed her hand over her chest as she coughed heavily.
She fell on her knees and she started coughing again and again until blood had covered the floor and her white uwagi.
She felt dizziness taking over her senses and she couldn't even hear the girl next to her sobbing. She finally fell unconscious on the floor.
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Michiru was desperate, Viktor had helped her earlier to place her lover's frail figure on the bed and he had sent for the doctor. She had her lover in her arms when the door burst open and the doctor ran to the bed side. Viktor had told him about the blood. He checked the sleeping girl, she had high fever again.
The doctor shook his head and gazed with a sad expression to the aqua haired girl. He knew Michiru since she was just a baby and Viktor had returned from that long trip without his lover.
"I am really sorry, Michiru-san," he whispered and stood
"Eee..what do you mean?" asked the girl.
The doctor looked the other way and mumbled
"She won't make it through the night…"
He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and murmured,
"I'm sorry…"
Michiru looked the other way and waited until she heard the door close.
She caressed the pale cheeks and kissed her lover's lips.
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After an hour Haruka, opened her eyes.
Michiru wiped her tears and stroked few white locks out of her lover's face.
"Hi there," she whispered
"Hey," managed the frail girl with her voice hoarse, broken.
"I'm sorry I made all this mess to your room,"
Michiru shook her head; if she opened her mouth to speak she knew that she would break into tears. She caressed her lover's cheek and kissed her lips.
When she broke the kiss the frail girl into her arms pleaded.
"Please kiss me again…" the other girl obeyed.
They kissed for a while until they sought for breath.
"I love you," said the taller girl.
"I love you too, my tenshi," sobbed Michiru as she leaned for another kiss
Few moments later Haruka stopped replying the kiss and Michiru opened her eyes.
"Michiru…I'm cold…" whispered the fallen angel. The other girl just sobbed.
"I lov…" she tried but it never came out. Michiru stroked her lover's pale cheek only to find it cold.
"Haruka, come on, wake up, wake up, look at me, look at me, breath sweetie, come on baby, now, wake up…" the lump in her throat make it difficult to speak more.
She sobbed more and more, she rocked her fallen angel in her arms until she realized that her lover wouldn't wake up again.
"Iiiiyaaa!" she screamed and sobbed harder. The echoes of her scream could be heard in the quiet winter evening.
"Don't leave me, please…" she whispered as her eyes dried from tears.
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Viktor wiped a tear, from his cheek. He had heard his daughter scream and he knew what had happened. He also knew exactly what his daughter was feeling. He had long lost his lover as well.
When he knocked on the door, he didn't receive any reply so he opened it. He found his daughter with empty eyes looking at nothingness, completely lost, she was having her lover in her hands, rocking her, a sob was escaping her lips here and there but she had no more tears. He decided to leave her alone to mourn. He left the room and closed the door behind him.
After few minutes Michiru stopped rocking her dead lover. She released herself from the other girl and walked to her drawer. She picked up a knife. She looked at it with her empty eyes and smiled. She reached her lover and cut a white lock from her hair.
She placed it on the floor and sat next to it.
She raised the sharp knife to her head level and started cutting her aqua hair lock by lock, until her hair were shorter than her lover's. She placed the knife down and picked two of her locks and the white one of her lover. She started braiding them together. When she finished she placed it around her wrist like a bracelet and stared at it. Few moments later, she kissed it and went back to bed, she embraced her lover and let sleep took over her.
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Viktor had prepared a place in the Kaioh yard for Haruka's stone, he also sent for the priestess from the shrine close to his house. Michiru composed a funeral tune, so heart aching and desperate, that Viktor couldn't keep his tears. The violin was crying so desperately, like there was no tomorrow, like it was the end of the world. When the ceremony was over and the fallen angel's body was burnt to ashes, the porcelain vase was placed in the stone made of marble. A marble stone with a single word on it "Tenshi".
After that day Michiru hadn't played her violin again, she had stopped eating and speaking, and her eyes, as empty as ever, kept looking into nothingness.
Viktor couldn't do anything, he tried to speak to her, even fed her but even if he managed to put a spoon in her mouth by force she would spit it out the next moment.
Two weeks after the angel's death Michiru followed her, the watch her father had given to her had stopped at the moment her soul left her body. And the fine glass was cracked.
A letter was left on her desk.
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It's been forty years since my daughter passed away. She was just eighteen years old, and she fell in love with an angel. The letter she left on her desk was addressed to me.
Otousama,
Please forgive me, I just had to follow her.
Michiru
That was all she had written. Few weeks after she passed away I cleaned up her room and found both the angel's and hers' diaries. This is how I wrote this book, based completely on their thoughts.
Few years had passed and I was feeling so lonely, until I found someone special. She gave me a son; he has my hair and the Kaioh name. I told him all about his long lost sister and about a request I had. Her Stradivarius, I gave it to him to take care of it and passed it from generation to generation until a talented enough member of my family can play the instrument. I hope he'll keep his promise.
This is Viktor Barkys and that was the story of my daughter Kaioh Michiru and her angel Tenoh Haruka.
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The blue haired girl sighed as she finished the book, she had googled the Kaioh name on her computer and she had found that the Stradivarius was still in that family's possession.
"Ami-chan," a well known voice whispered from behind her back.
"Let's go for ice-cream!"
"Usagi-chan what about the study session?" asked the blue haired genius as she placed the thick old book on the shelf.
"Everyone agreed on taking a break before our study session, so come on Ami-chan," grinned the cheerful blonde. She took Ami by the wrist and dragged her out of the local library.
When they were reaching the café Ami froze in front of a poster.
There was a beautiful girl with aqua wavy hair holding a glass violin. The poster was representing an upcoming concert of Kaioh Michiru.
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終わり
A/N: This is the end of this story, sorry for the delay, it seems lately that whenever I set a dead line I can't follow it m(_)m
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