The small teenage boy slept on my bed peacefully as I watched his eyelids move about. Strangely enough, This boy pulled me in like nothing else- his big innocent emerald eyes, his soft hair that defied the laws of gravity, and those beautiful pink lips. I wondered what had me so interested. He was an angel, a scrawny teenage angel, it confused me really. Why was I attracted to a scrawny teenage angel?
Deep in my thoughts, I hadn't realized the brat had woken up. "D-do you know where R-Ritsu is?" His voice broke my train of thoughts and a feeling of adrenaline rushed through me. "He is with Masamune." The angel blushed and fidgeted on the large silk covered bed. "C-can I see him?" It was amusing to see this anxious angel struggle to keep still under my gaze. "No." He flinched. He fidgeting increased before he asked again "P-Please?" There was no specific reason or logic to why I laughed but I did and it startled him. This cute little angel intrigues me.
Misaki's Point of view ~
I watched as amusement rolled in the lavender orbs of the man who watched me sleep. His laughing face made me smile, he was beautiful when he laughed. His lavender orbs scrunched up and his head was thrown back, If I were completely honest I'd say that he was breath taking. "What is your name?" He asked in the same deep memorizing voice. "T-Takahashi, Misaki." I mentally scolded myself, I just gave my kidnapper my name. "Usami, Akihiko." I giggled. His name reminded me of a Usagi. "Usagi-San." His beautiful orbs widened "Do you know a man named Takahashi Takahiro?" I winced, "Nii-San..." Usag- I corrected myself before I thought about that name once more. "How do you know Nii-San Usami-San?" Usami-San flinched and took a deep breath. "He was my former crush, I guess you could say. He got married before I could confess. You died a few weeks after in an alleyway." I flinched before the world went dark.
Memory after memory flashed before my eyes and I let out an ear piercing scream. Memories of the alley way flashed through my eyes and I relived the pain over again. "Misaki! Misaki!" The voice was far away and muffled, was he or she still calling out for me? Will they wake me from my nightmare? Blood poured from my stomach and I felt the stab wound re-opening -which was healed after I died. "Usagi-San." I whimpered. Why did I call out his name? "Misaki." I looked up and there he was, like a fallen angel: wings black as night and luminescent orbs. "Usagi-San..." I sobbed. He walked over to me and embraced me. "I had to relive it again.." I whimpered before losing consciousness.
Usami's Point of view ~
After I had answered the boy's question he froze, his eyes becoming a misty green. "Misaki! Misaki!" I yelled, panicked at the lifeless look in those beautiful orbs. My eyes widened at the blood pouring from his abdomen. Quickly I pulled up his shirt and examined the small yet deep lacerations that reopened. "Usagi-San..." He whimpered. Why did he call me for? Quickly I focused, attempting to link our subconscious(s) together. After much concentration I tied our subconscious(s) together and forced myself into Misaki's dream/nightmare.
When I got through, I saw Misaki standing over his body sobbing. "Misaki." I called out carefully scared I was going to scare the angel. His head snapped up at a neck breaking speed. "Usagi-San." He whimpered shaking violently. 'Oh angel..' I walked over and embraced him in my arms, using my wings to shield him from seeing the violent scene any longer. "I had to relive it again." He whispered before his frail body slumped against me. After shifting him into a comfortable position in my arms I focused -planning on leaving this nightmare of Misaki's . 'I will protect you.' I was surprised at my own thoughts 'protect him... ' Somehow it just sounded right- with that last thought, I pulled both of us out of his mind.
I jolted up from the bed with Misaki next to my side. I let out a relived sigh- he was alright. I laid back down shifting to be more comfortable in the big bed. "Mhm." I froze while Misaki rolled closer to me.
'Beautiful.' I had the urge to kiss those beautiful pair of lips. "Usagi." He whispered in his unconsciousness. Sputtering- I almost hardened at the thought of him whispering my name in pleasure. D**m this boy confuses me.