Dull emerald eyes stared at white fluffy feathers.
The beautiful person bearing the beautiful white feathers was Onodera Ritsu. He stared at them blankly, deeply in thought.
"Ritsu-San?"
"Yes, Misaki-Kun?"
Misaki was worried about the man. Somedays, his eyes were so blank, they seemed lifeless. He has yet to see a day were Ritsu-San did not look sad.
"Can we go to the Field of Flowers?"
Upon hearing the name of their favorite place, Onodera smiled and nodded.
"Yea. Let's go." Misaki smiled and grabbed his loose gray hoodie.
"Don't forget to get your jacket Ritsu-San!"
Onodera retracted his large white wings, grabbed a white fluffy hoodie, and followed Misaki out the door.
"Oi Akihiko!" A certain raven man called.
"What Masamune?" The blonde shouted.
"I need to stretch my wings. Let's go to the angel's place," Akihiko smirked at the thought of stretching his wings.
"You mean the Field of Flowers?" Masamune nodded with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Okay, I could use some air."
The two demons grabbed their cloaks and left their home.
Onodera and Misaki sat in the middle of the field, leaning on the trunk of a large oak tree. Their white wings materialized and rustling with the breeze.
"Ritsu-San...Do you remember why Kami-Sama sent us here?" Misaki saw Onodera stiffen.
"Yes," Onodera replied.
"Do you think we can actually fix our past?"
After a moment of silence, Onodera answered with a nod.
"Can you sing with me Ritsu-San?"
Onodera instantly smiled.
"What song?"
Misaki merely smiled before taking in a breath knowing Onodera knew this song by heart.
Onodera and Misaki smiled sadly at the relatable meaning of the song.
Unknowingly, two other pairs of ears were listening.
The two demons were suffering from demonic lust.
Their wings tumbled from the astral plane abruptly, causing the demon's bodies to arch in pleasure. Masamune shook his foggy head and stumbled away from Akihiko knowing the lust would make them do something they would regret later. As soon as Masamune was out of sight Misaki stumbled past the bushes to see Akihiko on the ground, sweating profusely and panting with exertion.
"Mister? Are you alright?"
Upon hearing the melodic voice and seeing beautiful doe-like eyes, Akihiko's lust sprang straight to his groin. Misaki was intrigued by this man, he was a demon yet he hasn't attacked yet.
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"M-Mister?" Misaki knelt down next to this man laying a hand on the man's bicep. Suddenly, as if awoken out of his trance, Akihiko pinned down Misaki, his hips naturally grinding down onto the smaller body. Misaki was terrified, flashbacks of how he died played inside his head. Akihiko continued to dry hump on Misaki animalistically, too far to notice the tears running down the teen's face.
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"Misaki. I want you to promise me that if you are ever in trouble or need help; yell out the name "Oda" okay? No matter what I'm doing, I'll come for you." Misaki smiled knowing Ritsu-San would protect him from the evil in this world. "I promise."
Snapping out of his daze Misaki let out a choked sob and shouted, "ODA!"
Takano and Onodera's head snapped up at the name.
Takano's heart raced. Was the shout directed to his Oda?
He felt his heart clench, thoughts racing through his brain before he could filter them effectively.
"Why did he leave me?"
"Did he truly love me?"
He ran towards where he heard the shout, a quick thought to notice he was heading back in the direction he came. Grief and excitement raced through his being, lust quickly forgotten.
Onodera, with a flap of his wings, sped towards the direction Misaki went.
Memories of Misaki telling him about details of his death rang inside his mind
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'they ah- they t-took o-off...' Misaki's sobs drowned out his words.
'a-and a-after they were finished with me, they s-stabbed me, I-I felt myself dying Ritsu-san.'
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Onodera flew faster, driving his determination at its fullest peak into the base of his wing muscles.
"Wait for me Misaki, I'm almost there."
He flew through a patch of thorned bushes. Pain shot through every nerve in his body but he continued to fly, determined to keep his promise to his friend. Upon seeing a flash of white, he landed and saw big raven-colored wings, and a fit body seemingly harassing Misaki.
He quickly pulled out his sword. The weapon had a gold handle with silver vines crisscrossing around it, the cross of the sword were the shapes of wings, the left side had gold wings, while the right had silver. The actual blade of the sword had seven crosses on it to represent Onodera's station.
He raised his sword but before he could lay a blow on the demon, a man with raven hair jumped in front of his target.
"Move," He said with a deadly tone promising great pain.
"No." The demon muttered back in the same tone pulling out his own sword. It was black with a fluorescent green Aura. Its cross was in the shape of vines five inches in length. The blade itself had a demonic sense to it. Two sword clashes together, both swordsman trying to protect their partners.
"Oda Please!" Misaki sobbed.
Onodera's eyes widened, six crosses on the sword instantly lit up, surprising Takano.
"Misaki, Can you hear me?" Onodera asked gaining a sobbed approval.
"I need you to kiss him." New, more desperate, sobs erupted from the small shaken frame. He looked over seeing Misaki slowly reaching up and wrapping his shaking arms around the large demon. Slowly, he leaned his lips onto the demon's.
Suddenly the demon fell unconscious, Misaki moved the demon to the side before desperately standing up.
"Oda. Oda. Oda!" Misaki sobbed running towards Onodera. He was immediately caught in a comforting embrace.
"You're Oda?" He heard the man ask.
"What's it to you?" He replied.
The next reply caught him off guard, "Back in high school, my name was Saga, Saga Masamune."
He hugged Misaki's crying form with tears forming in his own eyes.
"I love you." Memories once locked away with chains and locks broke; allowing memories to flash inside his head.
"Come Misaki, were going." He dismissed his sword and picked up Misaki.
"Wait, aren't you going to explain why you left me that day?"
Onodera paused and managed to whispered a reply, "You played me. But that doesn't matter, what happened, has already happened. We can't undo that, we can't take away the tears and the pain we felt back then."
Takano was surprised by the saddened tone. What happened to his optimistic and shy lover? Onodera took his leave with tears silently running down his face, leaving a surprised and unconscious demon behind.
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