The Devil's Angel

By - Isabella Hayama

"Even the most hated

and sickening beast in the world

has a chance of hope, a falling star,

a brief second of light after the moments of darkness.

But whether the Angel flys back to heaven or stays with the devil

is up to fate and life's cruel play."

- Karina Galano

Chapter 11

Sana's Perspective

By the afternoon I had phoned Rei, asking me to pick me up and claiming I had come here right after school. He seemed suspicious, maybe because Naozumi had called me and I hadn't picked up the phone ten minutes before I had called him.

"What happened?" He asked me, once I was in the car. I wasn't sure how to refer to the person that I had just poured my heart out to or whether I could call that person my friend now so I just let me heart speak the words my mind could form.

"My friend had some accident but he's all right now." Rei was still staring at me, eyes narrowed, keys at hand. "You don't trust me?" I retorted. "It's not that. Naozumi called." I exhaled because I really wasn't in the mood for an investigation. I wasn't a criminal. He was worried because he knew what day today was. November seventeenth; the day my mother passed away because of me.

"I had fallen asleep in the hospital chair, I'll call him when I get home." He was still staring and it was begining to irritate me. "What?" I shot back.

"Nothing." He barely whispered then placed the keys in the key hole and started the egnition. The ride home was full of tension and unbearable silence. I had been staring out the window the entire time and Rei had only been staring straight ahead, afraid to look at me. He knew today wasn't the day to make me snap.

"Welcome home, dear. Do you want to eat dinner?" She sounded indifferent, Mama always knew how to act. "No thanks. I'll be in my room, Mama." She nodded once then returned to the slices of Ham she was smacking at with a meat beater.

My room seemed awfully crowded today, it felt suffocating and annoying. It was an unsettling feeling, as if the walls were slowly closing up on me and sealing my doom. Even though I would normally think I was crazy for having a thought as ludicrous as that, today I wasn't as sure.

Ring-Ring-Ring
Ring-Ring-Ring
Ring-Ring-Ri-

"Hello?" I spoke in the cell phone, knowing exactly who it was going to be. "Hello Sana." The warm voice was familiar and exactly who I had generally guessed it would belong to. "Hey Naozumi." It became quiet after that, the tension eating us both, surely.

"How are you? You haven't called much these past three days..." he was making conversation but these past three days weren't anything I was looking forward to going back to even if a lot of the memories had delt with Hayama. Good memories too, but there was also bad ones and so I should steer clear of them until I'm sure I'm well enough to handle them.

"I know but I've been busy with tests and, well, you know, you've been busy too." I heard his sigh after some time, as if he were letting me know he was still there, that he hadn't left me. I smiled a little.

"I love, Naozumi..." I whispered even though I thought he barely heard it. "I hope so." he replied with a soft laugh, a laugh that seemed to calm some of the things that were unsettling me. Hayama had cured mot of the heart aching so Naozumi was having it easier now.

His soft laughter stopped abruptly and I felt through the phone his sudden seriousness. "How have you really been today?" I didn't have to hesitate because I suddenly remembered that today I was completely confussed. "Honestly? How do you think I feel?" he didn't have an answer this time.

"You want me to come over?" I smiled at the offer but I wanted to be alone, Hayama had taken most of my will for company. "No, no. I can manage. You stay where you are. I want to be alone some. Hope that's alright." I heard his frown through the phone but what could I do? I wanted to be selfish today.

"OK." I heard some men speaking in the background suddenly. "Alright. Alright. Look, Sana, I'm sorry I have to let you go. but I will call as soon as I can. I love you so much." I laughed a little now at his sudden urge. "Love you, too." and then I heard the dial on the line.

I sighed but held the phone over me as I lay sprawled over me bed. I knew exactlly who I wanted to call now but wouldn't that seem a little to pathetic? I just came from seeing him and now I'm going to call him right after? I knew, though, that I had no room to think properly today and he knew that. he would understand...

"Hello. Boston Hospital, how may I help you?" I cleared my throat, having second thought but I stayed on the line. "Hello?" The nurse insisted and then I gave in. "To Akito Hayama. Room 115."

"Your line will be connected in a moment. Plase hold." and after that I heard three long beeping noises before I heard the ohone being picked up from the other side. "Hello?" I had never heard his voice through a phone line, it sounded just as alluring. Maybe even more because I knew he was speaking through a phone line to me, and probably thinking about me now.

"Hey..." now, I truly regretted calling. It took a moment for him to answer. "Hey." Even though it wasn't everything I was expecting it was enough to get my hopes crushed at the conversation. "Are you home yet?" And then they lifted again.

"Yeah. I just got home. My room is suffocating me."

"Sounds bad." He joked. "It is horrible. When will you be out of the hospital again?"

"They think I'm getting better a lot faster then they though so I might be out in two more day." Two more day's felt like forever. I had gotten so used to watching over him in the mornings when I was in the crowd with my friends that my mornings held little purpose recently. It would only be two more days...

"The food they give here makes me sick." I laughed at that and I heard his voice give me a little smirk after. "You think that's funny?" his voice sounded like someone trying to pick a fight in a comedy movie. "No, no. Want me to bring you a Big Mac tomorrow?" There was silence, a long and tension-filled silence. "Sure. I might starve."

"Alright. Tomorrow, then. Some fries along with that?" He huffed and I almost thought I heard a laugh. "Yeah some fries with that, Mame. And... a large coke with an apple pie." I played along with his facade. "Is that for here or to go?" He didn't know how to answer that. "Um... for ... here?" I laughed at that right before I realized how I had suddenly forgotten my pain. It had transfigures into bliss as quickly as I'd decided to call him.

"Alright, your order will be there by tomorow after school." I ended. "Thanks, mame." He replied and I thought I heard him laughing but maybe I was just getting high off of him or maybe it had been the confusion of the today. "Hayama?"

"Yeah?" I wanted to ask even though i was unsure. "Why are you they way you are?" I sounded puzzled but I knew he knew exactly what I was talking about. "What do mean, Kurata?"

"I mean... why do people say you killed you mother? I don't believe them but I just want to know why they say that. Why it started." I heard a deep exhale on the other side of the line but he didn't take much time in answering. It's like it barely bothered him anymore.

"My... my died giving birth to me." My eyes bugged out and suddenly I had a desire to take me question back, even though I knew the transaction wasn't humanly possible.

"Oh...", there was a long pause, "What...?" I only heard his breathing this time. How could people say something like that for such a delicate matter? Were the people I knew, the people I had around me, my friends animals? Were they actually that evil and conniving? My mind was processing everything and that's when I tried my hardest at gripping at my patience.

Slowly but surely I was discovering everyone I knew were bad people, people that could care less if they hurt someone that imensley. That's when i understood why his eyes had been forged by fire that day when Terrance had been provoking Hayama.

"I-I... wow, Hayama. I don't know what to say. We have a lot of history. A lot of things that make us the same. I didn't think..." I trailed off, remembering what bounded us as one against the world. "We have a lot in common."

I heard his heavy breathing, slowly forming my own, trying to make enough noise that that he knew I was still there. "We do..." Maybe he wasn't aware of it, be I felt I had known him my whole life. I did, physically by far, but now I felt like I knew him like a soul brother. He was like my brother now, a brother I had never been aware of.

"Does it hurt?" I asked after a while. "The bruises?" He guessed since that had been the base of every question I would ask him recently. "No... I mean, you know, when you think about it. Does it hurt you?" He took a while to respond but I felt he wanted to be absolutely honest with me and he was forming the perfect response.

"I've lived with it my whole life, Kurata. It doesn't hurt or make me proud, exactly. It's just there, you know, like it's following me. Sometimes... I really want to forget it all together but I think that's actually possible since I'm reminded of it every day. I wouldn't be able to forget it anyway regardless that fact, though. It scared to me, it's a tattoo." I knew exactlly what he meant, strangely enough.

"You see, it's like being born into something you always knew about. Like being born and told your were brought from a storke instead of coceived by a human. If anyone ever tells you otherwise, you still believe what has been in your mind your whole life. It doesn't hurt, it's just there..." He trailed off, repeating the words he had already said before but put together now.

I wanted to hug my brother, to make him feel I was there, that I cared. I thought about that night I saved him, how I tended to him like he was my own child and I felt he had enjoyed that at some point in spite of pain and the kiss we had moments after. I smiled through the line because I didn't want to feel sorry for him, I knew he had me.

"I know exactly what your saying." He exhaled once more, I wasn't sure why now, though. "Hayama?" He took a moment then answered, "Yeah?"

I smiled before I said the words. "...Are we friends now?" I couldn't see his face even though I was dying to. I wanted to see his reaction as badly as I need air to breath, it felt like a necessity and I would die from it sooner or later. "Your really are something else." He joked, lighter then before.

"Is that a problem? And... is that a yes?"

"It's not a problem."

"I'll take that as a yes. Me and Akito Hayama are friends now. It feels like I'm having a weird dream or something." Had I actually said that out loud? "Why?" he asked. I was surprised at how curious he was about it, it was evident in his voice.

"It's been so long, you know, watching over you form far away. Your my friend now and, I don't know, it just feels like so long ago..." I trailed off not waiting to continue. "So long ago what?" He really was curious about this...

"I've wanted to have you close for a while. A few years. I always wanted to try and make you happy."

"Why would you want to see a random stranger happy?" I've had enough of his interrogations. "Can we talk about something else?"

"Don't you have school tomorrow?"

"Yeah... your right." I sighed out, giving him another exhale. "Good night, Akito." I said, risking at saying his first name without adding his last. It took him a moment but then he let out a soft, "Good night, Sana." And before I had a chance to feel the joy of the softness of his words and how he had addressed me, I heard the dial tone.

I knew he would still try to run away somehow...

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- Karina Galano