Epilogue I : With you I got everything

He untangled himself from me. Disheveled and emotional. SO was Yuki, at least he thought. Both bawling. And people were staring . Oh dear. Snot trailed down his nose to the side of his mouth, I bunched up my sleeve. Almost theatrically, the seer ran for the hills. The bystanders laughed. Murmuring "homo' 'ghost boy' all the taunts directed throughout his high school life. The Doumeki fisted his knuckles and glared like an angry ball of fire. Invisibly, he was sure Yuki was doing something. He could almost see her and hear her explosion.

I don't want this moment to ever end
Where everythings nothing without you
I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you

Through it all, I made my mistakes
I stumble and fall, but I mean these words

"You think this is FUNNY?!" she punched the guffawing boy in the mouth. He faltered not. Guardian angels weren't meant to abuse.

"Shut the fuck UP!" she clutched at her head. Imitating the tightened closed eyes and trail of snot. Although they held no resemblance, he saw a cloned breakdown of the bi colored teen re-acted throughout the Muslim girl. He never liked it when she cried, and he still felt old feelings from previous.

Kurogane trotted stubbornly giving the metaphorical 'evil eye'. Fai's eyes dangerously threatening. People looked away shamingly, and justice was brought on.

I want you to know
With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul
I'll hold on to this moment you know, 'cause I'd bleed my heart out to show
And I won't let go

"Thanks." I said, somewhat awed. The corded guitar player nodded, an jerked a chin in indication to what he said next.

"No prob. Just fix the problems." And not just for Kimihiro. Yuki's puffy eyes shone. Aged and grateful.

Thoughts read unspoken, forever in doubt
Pieces of memories fall to the ground
I know what I didn't have so, I won't let this go
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you
"Let's go home." He looked right at her. She looked stumped and followed him. The cool pals of her human days forever still cooling his warm. Something static went through him. Forgetting about Watanuki, he lustfully called for a taxi. The angel staring at him strangely. His pants grew tight at the face.

All the streets where I walked alone, with nowhere to go
I've come to an end

They say an angel's wrath can cause great turmoil. And it does.

I want you to know
With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul
I'll hold on to this moment you know, 'cause I'd bleed my heart out to show
And I won't let go

She hugged her knees to her perpetrated developed chest. Biting at her swollen lips to keep from bawling again. He had been so hurt, and she gave him what he wanted. Cause she did too. She gazed at the live Asian boy. The blankets soaked in a fluid she was sure was not sweat and the flushed and changed face of Shizuka. An aged Muslim man stood in the darkness. I hid my face. Mohammed. I thought ashamedly.

"I will bestow you into the fifth hell-but I will give you a chance to make things right." He said in Arabic.

"Until then." He faded into the shadows.

In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies
When you don't know what you're looking to find
In front of your eyes, it falls from the skies
When you just never know what you will find (what you will find)

She used a cleaner yukata as she strolled away and to Watanuki.

I don't want this moment to ever end
Where everythings nothing without you

"I gotta go." I told him hurriedly with big eyes and psychotic smile. I knew what we thought. I was hurting him.

"And I can't come back." I rambled.

"So make things right-" was all I was permitted when Mohammed himself took me away

I want you to know
With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul
I'll hold on to this moment you know, 'cause I'd bleed my heart out to show
And I won't let go (I want you to know)
With everything I won't let this go, these words are my heart and soul
I'll hold on to this moment you know, 'cause I'd bleed my heart out to show
And I won't let go

AN: To all those who don't know., in Muslim religion, our prophet goes by the name Mohammed. Sex with anyone outside of the culture is untolerated, and as an angel-must be virgin and follows the old fashioned laws accordingly-profanity is mild, but every little thing counts. The wrath was telling Watanuki-so let the flames begin.