These fools believe they have me cornered. Think I will talk. I will not break. That bitch can't have what is mine. I've been in love with him since I was a child, some random homosexual man can't just steal him from me! I will not break!

"All this pain can stop just tell me the counter spell." I grunted as he forcefully pulled my wings from my back. "You will never get it from me," I heard him chuckle darkly before pulling my wings to full extension. "I heard that white and gray wings originate from angels who intend malicious actions on others," he paused caressing the base of my wings that met my whipped back. "Is that true?"

"As if I'd tell you anything you bastard."

"Ha you will wish you did darling."

"Yokozawa-san, we think we've got something!" The head doctor of the wing reported. "And what would that be?"

The doctor looked at his superior sympathetically. "According to the spell she cast, if we are correct the last bracket of the spell translates to 'and love prevails', We believe Onodera-san will be part of the remedy to the spell since he is Takano-sama's designated angel, but we aren't sure how."

Yokozawa paused in thought, "Thank you for your hard work, please continue."

Cassandra whined in her head as the guard continued to break pieces of the structure from her wings. "Cassandra, this is your last chance before you completely lose a wing, and remember darlin', wings dont regenerate." Said woman sobbed silently as the guard gripped the base of her light gray wings. "All you have to do to keep your precious wings is tell me the counter-spell." The guard gave the woman a minute to think before gripping the base harder. "Sorry Darlin', this is your choice." He pulled out a curved blade from the side of his hip and placed it at the base of her wings.

The blade dug into her wing making her wince. She closed her eyes and prayed to a God she didn't even believe in to give her the strength to withstand this agony. The guard pressed the blade deeper into the base watching as blood bubbled before sliding down her back. Cassandra let out a scream as he pressed harder. She whimpered as she felt more warm blood drip down her back.

Was this worth it? Was losing her wings worth separating the couple? She was starting to doubt everything she planned. She lifted her left wing to twitch, what would it feel like without this feeling? She knew wings didn't regenerate, once you lose them you never get them back. "Your growing up so big now Princess. Oh! And look at your beautiful wings!" Her father loved her wings, he claimed they were the purest in the land, and obviously they weren't anymore.

She was brought from her thoughts by a rough nudge with the blade.

The guard had saw her hesitance and took advantage of it, the guard knew that losing one's wings was the worst pain that anyone would ever have to deal with. In honesty, he did not want to do this but his loyalty was to the agency who hired him, not a spoiled princess who sets off spells everywhere.

"Stop. I-I will tell you."

Nowaki was startled at the information he had just received from the panting guard.

He had been lulling his sleep deprived demon lover to sleep when the guard arrived, and instantly began shouting through his deep breaths. "Slow down sir, what about the prisoner?" His lover cuddled around his hip mumbling his name. "The prisoner confessed the counter-spell sir," the guard paused taking in deep breaths, "though it's not really a spell." The guard then explained what Cassandra stated in the cell.

"Onodera-san I have some news I would like to share with you." The brunette motioned for the doctor, and pair of guards, to sit on the couch across from him in the hospital room. "Fortunately, the prisoner confessed the counter spell," Ritsu exhaled in relief. A moment of silence rung in the room while the doctor observed Ritsu carefully. "You are the counter spell Ritsu Onodera." Ritsu gave the doctor a confused look. "The way the spell was structured, only you have the ability." Ritsu was confused and agitated, why is Nowaki beating around the bush? "Get on with it please."

"In order for him to wake, a sacrifice must be made but only by you. In her spell she stated that 'love prevails'. Onodera-San you alone will have to sacrifice for the sake of his awaking."

Ritsu felt conflicted. A sacrifice. It didn't feel as bad as he once thought, he was willing to make a sacrifice for his beloved. "Now remember Onodera-san it won't be an ordinary sacrifice, for example a materialistic object. The spell is deeply rooted, you will lose something dear and inside you for this. Are you ready for it?" Ritsu stared at the face of his lover. "I can do this for you. I will do this ."

"The most deepest of sacrifices must be made for him to wake, BUT it will be not an object, nor a person. But something within the lover himself."

Ritsu walked to Yokozawa's bedroom to explain what he had chosen to do. He had put a lot of thought into what he would sacrifice for the sake of his lover's awakening. He knew it would hurt but he didn't care, it was for Masamune. He knocked lightly on the door hoping he didn't awake Yokozawa's neighbors. When the door had opened he found himself looking at Yokozawa's lover Kirishima, "Yes Onodera-kun?"

"May I speak with Yokozawa? It's important." The man hesitantly nodded before inviting him in. "Please sit, I'll go wake Yokozawa." Ritsu sat down on the burgundy couch and quietly fiddling with his fingers for a while, pausing when he heard quiet shuffling and quick footsteps.

"You wanted to speak Onodera? What's the matter?"

"Ah yes. As you have possibly heard, Cassandra confessed the solution to Masamune's spell bound sleep." Ritsu gained a nod of acknowledgement before resuming, "I've chosen what I'd like to sacrifice for his awakening," He was met with Yokozawa's confused stare. "Which would be what Onodera?" A moment of silence buzzed in the room heavily, choking it's occupants with suspense.

"His memories of me." Ritsu exhaled heavily, rubbing his tired eyes,before glancing up at the couple sitting across from him. "But if he has no re collection of you then-" Kirishima was cut off by the exhausted brunette, "With all due respect Kirishima-San, I am aware what I am giving up with this sacrifice." Yokozawa still had not commented, remaining quiet and thoughtful. "When will this be?" Ritsu paused before answering softly, "The spell and memory removal will be in two days." Kirishima looked at Yokozawa surprisingly. "You understand what you are doing correct? You will be taking away his memories of you, and because he has no recollection of you he won't harbor any love towards you." Silence once more rang deep in the room. "Yes I understand."

"That would be all, thank you for listening. I must go pack my things now."

One day later

Ritsu's Point of View

I sat on the floor of his once shared bedroom, cardboard boxes surrounded me filled to the brim with books and clothing. I took a peek at the half empty book shelf and a sudden wave of loneliness hit me. "He will forget all about me, and that's okay." I thought to myself as I fiddled with my engagement ring. "It wouldn't be right if I kept this," I gingerly removed the ring from my thin shaky finger and stared at it. Minutes went by with just me staring at the simple ring, I then decided, "But just this once I want to do the wrong thing." I pulled out the ring's original box from inside the bedside drawer, placed the ring inside, and neatly put it beside Masamune's and I's favorite book.

After I had moved all of my cardboard boxes to my new room I decided to clean every ounce of me from Masamune's room-I mopped the floors, organized the closet, cleaned the bedsheets, dusted the whole room, and removed all the pictures of me. "Ritsu." I stiffened at the deep voice. "Yokozawa..." Before I could say anything else I was enveloped into a warm body. "I am here.. For you." The breathe was knocked from my lungs at the sincerity I heard in his voice and I felt tears brim in my eyes. "Just this once, I promise." I whispered before I threw myself deeper into his arms and cried for the lost love that will come tomorrow. I knew Kirishima-San was in the door way watching but I needed this comfort, this warmth before tomorrow.

"Are you ready Onodera-San?" I nodded and stood next to Masamune's still body. "Let's begin." The doctor placed his hand over Masamune's forehead a blue glow then haloed over Masamune's head. I went to leave as tears slowly slid from my lover's closed eyes but the deep foreign voice of the doctor stopped me. "You'll have to stay Onodera-San, we must check if it works."

...

Hours had passed and I had taken a seat across from the working doctor. I was getting tired of watching my lover continue to sleep when A surprised inhale from the foreign man made me jump up to investigate. "Masamune-dono are you alright?" A nod from my recently awakened lover caused tears to well up in my tired eyes. 'He's alright'. I thought as I watched him slowly try to get up. "Excuse me," A gentle deep voice stated. I blinked my blurry eyes towards the

voice and gasped as hazel eyes stared at me curiously. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

I couldn't answer, just smile stupidly at him in the most heart breaking way. Thankfully, the doctor noticed my dilemma and stepped in, "No sir, he is just an observer, every procedure needs one ."

I held in my emotions as I walked toward the couples outside in the waiting area. When I arrived, I was bombarded with questions.

"So?!"

"How is he?!"

"Did it work?!"

"Please stop," I started which silenced all of their questions, "I am not sure on the whole aspect of his health yet but he is awake and it did work." I smiled lightly at everyone, my composure stiff as a cemented board. "Oh Ritsu..." I heard Misaki whisper in my direction. "I am alright, don't worry. Just all of you, promise me you won't mention me, I don't want to risk him going back to that spell sleep." The group nodded silently after a moment of hesitation . "Everyone, I have good news." Said the ecstatic doctor with a smile on his face. "Masamune-Dono is alright, physically and mentally, his memories of Ritsu-San has been locked by several powerful incantations." I nodded before excusing myself back to my new room.

If I was so happy, why was it so hard to keep this smile on my face?

As I closed my bedroom door, all my facades fell and tears welled up in my eyes. I placed my hand over my mouth to quiet my sobs as I fell to the floor in a shaking mess. 'For him Ritsu, you can do it' I suddenly felt a searing pain within the confines of my wings, standing up I walked towards the body length mirror to see what was going on with my wings. As I stood in front of the mirror I slowly let my wings out from my back. Glancing at them I sadly shook my head, I didn't think it would start this early. But that was okay, as long as Masamune is awake and well.

If an angel ends up not finding their soul or even having one, their bodies start to deteriorate, wings first. I stared at my wings that were still white but had blood and black spots surrounding the base. I looked in horror at the bruises that quickly darkened on my back around the base of my wings. "Oh sweet heavens, what happened Onodera!" I quickly retracted my wings into my back and looked at the semi-intruder. "Yokozawa-San," before I could ask anything he turned me around and plunged his hand, that was surrounded by a blue glow, into my back and gently pulled out my newly bruised wings. "What happened?" I debated to tell him or not before deciding that if he knew, it wouldn't change anything.

"When an angel who is sent to earth fails to save their soul or never finds them, they start to deteriorate, wings first. Since Masamune is no longer my soul, my body is starting to reject the nutrients that flow to my wings to keep them healthy."

Yokozawa stared at me with a unidentifiable emotion. "I won't feel it," I paused to gather my thoughts to convince him that I am and will be okay. "I mean the deteriorating, won't feel it, so when my body is no longer able to carry me, my spirit will just leave my body and I'll return to the heavens to carry out my other duties. That is the destiny of someone who no longer or never had a soul." I strained to smile at him knowing that it would be utterly, and completely, painful emotionally and physically.

The man shook his head before leaving the room. Taking advantage of the silence I attempted to fully swallow the fact that I am dying. "Ritsu-San!" Two bodies rushed into my room and quickly zoomed over to me. "Let me see!" Yukina demanded, shortly followed by Misaki. "I am fine you two! Stop being ridiculous." The two angels backed up but continued to stand close to me. "Calm down you guys. It won't hurt-" I was cut off by Misaki, "You do know we had the same classes right? I know you're lying. Your body is slowly decomposing with your soul in it." I winced as he admitted the truth to the shocked Yokozawa. "You sai-"

"I said that because there is nothing you can do. I told you the night I went to your room, I am aware of the consequences of the sacrifice. I am ready for what is in store for me. In the mean time, you all should worry about Masamune." Silence permeated through the room but was soon pierced by Misaki. He whimpered before collapsing against me crying, his chained feather necklace shook against me just as he did. "I don't want to be left alone though." He sobbed against my neck bringing my own sadness to the front. "You won't be alone I promise. You have Usami-San and Yukina and Kisa."

He shook his head and clenched his arms around me as if it would stop the deteriorating. "Oda Oda Oda Oda." He quietly murmured into my ear trying to comfort himself. Not too soon after, he slumped against me sleeping soundly. Looking up at Yukina and Yokozawa I felt their sympathy come in waves. "I'll be alright. It's a fast process, I have a month here at most so let's treasure the month I have okay?" Silent nods were my only answer received from the two.

I will be okay I promise.

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