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"What's wrong Onodera? You suddenly tensed up." Takano caressed his cheek not caring that they had an audience. Ritsu slapped it away.
"I'm tired." Ritsu lied. He was still shaken to see Asahina here. It explained a few things like how the Demons were up to date with the Angels so well.
"Onodera, can we trust you?" Usagi-san continued.
"No." Ritsu replied honestly. Everyone tensed. "You should never trust a Demon." He continued.
"Can I trust you not to harm any Angles?" Isaka-san said more specifically.
"Yeah." Ritsu felt Hell's pull again. This one was stronger. He felt his insides being pulled and an extreme headache following in its heels. He took the pain in knowing that it was the only way he could not express what he was going through.
"He's not even listening anymore." Usagi-san observed. Ritsu looked up, realizing that everyone was now staring at him oddly.
"Onodera? What's wrong, you got a stomach ache?" Takano leaned in, his hands positioned as if ready to catch Ritsu if he fell.
Ritsu realized his hand was holding his stomach tightly. When did I even move? He instantly let go.
"I'm fine."
"Lie." Yokozawa called out.
Ritsu frowned, irritated. That guy was going to pay soon.
Takano scowled. "We are leaving now. I'm going to take him to Nowaki. We can continue this some other day when Onodera is in better condition."
Something slashed down Ritsu's chest, leaving deep furrows that gushed blood into the ground. It pooled around him, the scent of old chopper choking his lungs.
"Alright then you may go." Usagi-san said noticing how Ritsu paled.
Takano grabbed Ritsu's arm but he wouldn't budge, he was frozen in place. Takano frowned. "Onodera?"
Something shot to his neck, tightening, before he could scream. He felt nothing but fire melting away his skin.
Takano drew Onodera close to him. "Onodera?" Ritsu snapped out of it. He took quick small breaths as to not alert anyone what just happened. He looked down on himself and opened his eyes a little to see that there was no blood on him.
"Yeah," Still holding Onodera, they walked out of the Hall of Truth.
It has already been three days since he'd gone without being in hell. The illusions came then. The fourth or fifth day was when he could actually feel the agonizing pain. He hoped that he would be fully healed before then and leaves.
"Takano I'm fine now it was just my wings." Takano looked uncertain.
"Hey, Takano-san!" Kisa came to them. "You guys want to join? We're going out for drinks and then hit the festival."
"Festival?" Takano frowned; he didn't remember Angel's preparing for anything.
"Yeah, every Angel is celebrating. They really believe that we are going to win this war."
Takano shook his head. "They shouldn't get their hopes up."
"Oh come on Takano-san, don't be like that! Let them have their fun. Onodera! Come with us!"
"He's tired-"
"I bet being around you all the time." Kisa teased. Ritsu chuckled. Takano glared. "Come on; let him have some fun it's only for a while." There was an evil glint to Kisa's eyes that Takano failed to see.
"How do you feel Onodera?"
"Fine." Takano couldn't tell if he was lying or not. He didn't want to take Onodera out if his condition wasn't a hundred percent.
"Great!" Kisa took Onodera's hand and shifted them.
"Seriously Kisa!?" Kisa failed to mention what bar! Takano shifted.
-Ritsu
"You'll be free from Takano-san for a while." Kisa laughed.
Ritsu nodded grateful. Ritsu could hear men and women talking amongst themselves as Kisa lead him to a room that had all the workers Ritsu met at Marukawa.
"Hey Onodera!" Many people called in greeting. Many Angels urged him to sit next to him as if he was a respected Angel in Heaven. Ritsu was surprised how fast they accepted him here. Ritsu sat down next to Kisa everyone trying to pass him different types of drinks.
"Cheers!" Someone called out and everyone held out their glasses in response.
"Hey Onodera how long do you think it'll take Takano-san to find us? Three, four hours?" Kisa grinned obviously enjoying out-smarting Takano.
Ritsu was startled by his own deep laugh. He grinned in Kisa's direction, somehow feeling better than he had in memory.
Ritsu admitted that he had fun for the next hour with the Angels. Ritsu never remembered a day when he laughed so much. Many Angel's had humorous stories to share and others were goofing around already drunk. It was refreshing and relaxing in a way.
Excitement burned within him and he found himself smiling along with everyone.
In Hell whenever a Demon got drunk, and it happened a lot, there were always fights that resulted in death. There was no bonding in friendships or sharing good stories. This was a different world for him.
"Well if it isn't Onodera." Ritsu recognized the voice from his first day in Heaven at the Hospital. "We didn't get to properly introduce ourselves. Names Kirishima."
Ritsu nodded his head in welcome.
"You remember me right?" Ritsu cocked his head. It was the same guy he met earlier when he took him and Takano in the Hall of Truth. Takano called him…
"Yukina."
Yukina grinned. "Yes!"
Ritsu slowly opened his eyes. The light in the bar was poor which set a relaxing mood. A long table filled the entire room with plates of sweets and glasses of alcohol, Angels happily talking with everyone around them. On the opposite side of the entrance was a window showcasing cherry blossoms surrounding a slow-moving river flowing into a limestone waterfall. Ritsu gasped at the sight, never had he seen such beauty.
Ritsu was still amazed that they didn't mind him there. A Demon with black wings among Angels with white. Why did they let him stay? Why weren't they trying to kill him, or kick him out, or…
Ritsu's heart ached. He was always alone for the past three thousand years. When he was a boy he loved to socialize with anyone from the keep. There was always a festival celebrating the small things they had and were grateful for, always people laughing and enjoying company.
Demons weren't to be trusted to share anything. One small weakness and they will home on you like a bee to its sweet honey. They loved to destroy, to rip apart and drape their victim's blood all over the floor. Ritsu realized then that he wanted friends, he wanted what they had. Peace, safety, connection.
He was tired of always being on his guard, always fighting to stay alive for a day.
Kirishima sat next to Ritsu and Yukina sat next to Kisa. Kisa visibly stiffen, looking away shyly.
"Where's Takano?" Yukina asked.
"Me and Kisa ditched him." Ritsu answered. Yukina smiled at Kisa at his brilliance. Kisa blushed.
Ritsu frowned. "So you do see a little don't you." Kirishima whispered in Ritsu's ear. Ritsu stiffened, closing his eyes.
"Just a little."
"hmm...If your wondering, Yukina is Kisa's Mate. That's why hes acting like that."
Ritsu frowned. "I see. Have you found your Mate then?"
"Yeap, you met the guy. His name is Yokozawa."
"Really..." Ritsu had an idea. "Ah, so your the guy he's been talking about."
Kirishima perked up. "He has?"
Ritsu nodded. "He was telling Takano how in love he was with his Mate but he complains though that you don't show him often how much you love him."
"Really..." Kirishima narrowed his eyes not noticing Ritsu's evil grin.
"You should show him over and over how wrong he is." Kirishima chuckled.
"Oh, don't worry that would be my mission tonight."
Payback was never so sweet.
"So tell me, is Hell really all that's cracked up to be?" Kirishima asked. Everyone stopped what they were doing to hear Onodera's answer.
"What do you mean?"
"The fires, the screams and all that juicy glory."
"Pretty much yeah."
"Seriously? Nothing about how humans got it all wrong and such?" Ritsu shrugged.
"I don't really care much about what humans believe what Hell must look like. You guys have never been there?"
"Onodera we are Angels, we're not really welcomed there."
"But don't you guys put Demons back in their place thus visiting Hell?"
"Nope, we just kill them." Everyone froze then fearing that that might have hurt Ritsu's feelings for he was a Demon himself, seeing that Ritsu softened considerably.
"Just wished you killed more of those bastards." Kirishima and Yukina chuckled. Everyone gradually relaxed.
"I hear every Demon is required to torture, is that true?" Yukina asked.
Ritsu nodded.
"Did you…?"
Everyone waited for his answer. Did they hope that that wasn't the case for him? Will they reject him now? Ritsu was tempted to lie but what good would it do? Ritsu wasn't going to stay in Heaven forever so who cared right? Still Ritsu didn't want to lose the friends he just made.
Ritsu nodded slowly. Everyone grew still, quiet.
"Did you enjoy it?" Kisa asked.
Ritsu thought about it. At first yeah he did because it was only his lover. With the others he felt sick. Day after day he tortured souls and it reminded him of the times he had no choice but to kill for the gold to save his lover.
"No." Ritsu said sadly. Kirishima smiled at that, happy with the answer.
Yukina looked at Kisa. "How kindhearted you are Kisa." Kisa jumped at that.
"Ah, well. I, ah, I just asked." He drank deeply hoping that Yukina would stop staring at him. Yukina grinned evilly.
"Soon." He whispered. Confused Kisa looked at him.
"You hated it meaning you're also tired of fighting." Kirishima caught everyone's attention. Ritsu stiffened, wondering how he knew that. "It's written all over your face. You won't have to worry about that anymore. Soon you'll live the life freely." Ritsu frowned wondering what he meant by that.
When he was going to question that two Angels in beautiful kimono's came in carrying a large tray in each hand filled with new glasses of alcohol. Everyone cheered.
"Drink Onodera!" Kirishima handed him the glass and made him drink it all.
"More rounds!"
The cheers was deafening.