One of these days the sky's gonna break

And everything will escape, and I'll know...

One of these days the mountains are gonna fall

into the sea, and they'll know...

Cuz you and I were made for this.

I was made to taste your kiss.

We were made to never fall away...

Never fall away.

One of these days letters are gonna fall

From the sky, telling us all

to go free

but until that day, I'll find a way

to let everybody know that you're coming back

mmm you're coming back for me.

-Letters from the Sky

There's a place we know

what's cold enough won't grow.

We have seen the dark

and the darkness took its toll.

And the journey waits for no one

if now one breaks the mould.

And our hearts are stronger

then we know...

That you and I could learn to love again.

-Learn to Love Again

Miyako's POV

Suddenly gentle arms wrapped around my body, surrounding me in warmth. I opened my eyes to stare at those hands encircling me. A weight was on my shoulder, sending small shivers up my spine. Heat rushed to my cheeks at the realization of the position we were in.

'Who is it? It can't be Amon- he isn't the huggy type as far as I can tell,' I wondered, lifting my head to glance at the person behind me.

…

That was probably the wrong move. My blush only deepened when our eyes met. I'm sure the surprise was written all over my face. I mean it's not everyday someone just hugs you, right?

Black hair partially covering teal eyes, his face angled to allow his head to rest on my shoulder, there was no doubt that he was hiding his face. Why do this? Why go to this length to show someone like me comfort?

His unique eyebrows furrowed, squinted eyes in...pity? Sadness? I'm not sure. His facial complexion was definitely different from his usual color. His usually partially tanned face was red. Was he blushing?

I can't tell for sure... I know, for sure, that I'm new to anything like this- he must be experienced in this kind of thing. I mean it's an emotion that humans thrive on, right? It's like they are made to love- to go to the ends of the earth for their treasured ones. That's why they never forget and always remember. Do vampires love? One must be joking- vampires love, yes, but it's different. It's not the same level of love, at least not on the scale of humans. Every human has at least one person he or she treasures while the vampire nature is to preserve themselves. They depend on each other while vampires are, at nature, greedy. There's always a motive behind a vampire's decisions, but humans are different. That's why I envy them. We can never be like them. We can only be ourselves, but we can still learn to love, right?

We are similar to humans in appearance and emotion, so I believe that we can bridge that gap between instinct and ideology. We have to. We all depend on each other for balance. If the balance is tipped in one direction, then the whole scale will collapse upon the weight of the world. Everything has a place and a role within society.

Humans- the basic organism with the capacity to think for themselves and evolve. Ghouls- the evolved form of humans- the reminder that even humans are limited and that they are not at the top of the food chain. Vampires- the variation and most sophisticated of the bloodsuckers- those that preside over the war between ghouls and humans in hiding, waiting for the opportune moment to reveal themselves in an era where they would be accepted. Miyako- one who does not fit in this system- that straddles between these worlds without a place.

…

...

No... My place is here. Mediating this conflict, dreaming of a world that no mortal has ever dreamed. Trying to change this dream into a reality where all these worlds could co-exist.

…

Eh? I must've spaced out again, my eyes widening in realization of the position we were still in. From this spot I could tell he was definitely muscular, keeping up with training exercise no doubt for ghoul hunting. I slightly blushed some more, trying to keep my mind off of any inappropriate thoughts. Hey! You can't blame me! I have absolutely no experience in this field. Need advice for a ghoul or vampire problem? I'm your person; I can handle that. But Love and Boys? Nope. Not your person.

This awkward silence was killing me. Gently and slowly, I reached my hands to rest them on his arms that still encircled me. Showing my gratitude for listening, I gently laid a kiss on it. Glancing back up to meet his eyes, I gave him a genuine smile, eyes closed and blush evident on my face. My heart thumping all the more loudly in this silence.

Said silence afterwards was not as awkward, but more comfortable to my delight. I don't think even I could stand this awkwardness any longer. His arms slowly unraveled from around me, prompting me to fully turn around to gaze into teal eyes. Except this time, his eyes were widened in surprise. His face was even redder than before. His posture was tense and rigid, not from fear, but from something else. I can't tell what it exactly is though.

I gave him a small smile, blushing due to my boldness and quietly giggling into my hand. My heart is beating so fast. I've never felt this way before. The expression on his face is just so adorable. I can't help but wanna touch it and stare into those beautiful eyes for eternity.

"Thank you Amon-san for listening to my little rant. I've never talked to anyone like this before. It felt good," I admitted, glad to finally have someone to talk to. Noticing that perhaps I had overstepped the boundaries, I bowed and turned around, anxiously walking towards the doors.

"Umm..I'm sorry. I might've come off as being too impulsive. Forgive me, this will not happen again. Maybe-"

"Can I see you again?" he interrupted quickly grabbing my hand. As if realizing his brashness, he let go of my hand quickly. To my surprise, I missed the warmth of his hand.

Smiling, I replied, "yes, I'd like that very much."

Returning my smile with one of his own, Amon nodded and gave me his number, telling me to call him to meet up again or if I need help for anything. He left, saying that he needed to get back to work, leaving me to stare at his back.

Blushing at his willingness to meet me again, I quickly headed out to continue my usual routine in the 20th ward- gathering information.

Amon's POV (a few days later)

'Ugggh. These particular ghouls are a bit difficult to beat. Even with Mado-san's help. It's like these ghouls have been anticipating our every move lately and are getting harder and harder to kill. Sensing killing intent coming from behind me, I ducked, narrowly avoiding a kagune strike to the back. I returned the assault with a strike of my own, throwing the ghoul into the wall. Sweat was starting to drip down my forehead from the intense fight.

"Amon!"

"Yes, Mado-san. What is it?" I grunted, holding another ghoul back with my quinque.

"Keep your eyes on the leader over there. He's the one behind all this." he stated, grinning and pointing towards the lone figure on the rooftop.

"Already on it." I replied, pushing the ghoul back enough to deal a killing blow to the chest. Rushing through the crowd of ghouls, I steadily got closer to the leader. Getting a few shallow cuts from the kagunes along the way, Mado-san and I advanced to the figure.

"Hehehe. It seems like you finally made it, doves," the figure spoke. The moonlight was shining in a way that shadowed the figure, however I could deduce that it was a reasonably tall man. As if noticing that he was so far, an unidentified target, he stepped out of the shadows into the overhead light.

He had one red eye and one blue accompanied by disheveled hair, askew in every direction. His heterochromia eyes . Although he was surrounded by ghouls, his kagune was not out like his comrades. Where what normally be a black sclera remained a pure white. Just what is he? He's able to command so many ghouls with no weapon to prove his strength?

Suddenly, he charged me, nicking me on the shoulder with his claws as he passed me. Claws? Mado-san swung his quinque at the leader, pushing him back a few feet, effectively shielding me.

"Don't lower your guard, Amon. These scum will kill you the second you do," he instructed, fending off the rest of the ghouls who charged.

"I won't," I replied, regaining my concentration. I continued to assist Mado-san, using my quinque as both a weapon and shield against the ghouls. However, it soon proved useless since more ghouls kept coming to fulfill the positions of their slain brethren. Both of us were considerably tired and weakened. After all, it was just us against a seemingly unending army. Just where is our backup when we need them?

"Oh? Amon and Mr. Investigator? You seem to be in a pinch," spoke a voice above. I lifted my head in the direction of the familiar voice.

"Miyako?"

"The one and only," she confirmed with a slight smirk, looking down on the ghouls we were fighting. "Need backup?" she questioned, her eyes casting an eerie glow. The moonlight and stars shining brightly in a sea of colors and radiance.