"Wait you're not gonna fly are you?" Phinks stupidly asked, earning a look for the group.

"Well, their not for fucking show" Z rolled her eyes before taking to the skies, the sun completely visible on the horizon. A new day had begun.

chapter 20

Z awoke with a start but it wasn't waking that caused a frown to form on her lips. A strange sensation growing from the pit of her stomach. Something was wrong. No scratch that a number of things were wrong, but two things were at the top of that list. One - something had woken her up. And two - that pit in her stomach was getting heavier….

She ruffled her black feathered wings stretching them out across the giant bed she was sleeping in, before dragging herself up. Black hues scanned the room, before landing on a blurry figure standing still in the centre of the open space.

The grogginess left her system as she studied him. She had seen this style of figure before. A number of them actually all wearing the same tribal grabs…

This figure, had shady brown hair and was short. But her attention focused on his face, particularly wear his eyes were supposed to be. Two black holes stared back at her, bloody tears fell down his face as his child-like voice spoke. "Stop him. Please save him from himself"

Z didn't respond as she watched the figure. It wasn't unusually for the dead to speak to her. It was however rare that they come find her out of their own volition and request something from her. "It's happening" the boys' voice spoke, pointing towards her bare wrist. One of the beads were cracked. "Help please"

Her head snapped towards the boy, only to discovering him gone. The frown donning her features growl as her brow furrowed; she twisted the bead. It was uvogin's…

In a fluttery of shadows the angel vanished, only to reappear in the spider's hideout at the edge of the city. "Z what are you doing here? And are those wings!?" shalanart asked in surprised.

"No time to explain, where uvogin?" she stated in an oddly calm voice. But on the inside she was worried, beads only cracked when their user was in deadly danger…

"Uvogin? He's gone looking for the chain user. Why do you need him?"

"The beads cracked…" she stated softly looking down at the bead her brows furrowed. Letting out a sigh, she tapped the bead focusing on the spirits inside and the pull they fell towards the person they curse.

Shalanart frowned the usual smile vanishing from his features, as he watch Z disappear into shadows once more. "Hey boss?" he called moving into one of the other rooms, "Z just turned up asking for uvogin then disappeared again"

Kuroro looked up from his book, "she did? Did she..." he knew that uvogin was hunting the chain user, despite their plan... but why would Z need him? "…did she say anything else?"

"That the bead was cracked"

His eyes widened a fraction before turning to his normal emotional state. "I see"

Z stayed in the shadows as she watched the seen before her, her wings wrapped around her pale form to keep her warm in the chilly night air. Uvogin stood tall, a chain protruding from his heart at the other end of the chain stood a familiar blonde.

Someone else from the hunter exam.

The blonde had similar tribal clothing to the spirit that had visited her. But above his head, held no dead cursing him, no one trying to eat away at his soul… no above his head were light spirits trying to protect the last of his clan from doing something he didn't need to do.

They didn't want revenge they wanted to be at piece, which meant for them returning the eyes and burying them. While knowing that the last living member was safe. Quite an ask if to asked her.

She watched at no matter how much the troupe member tried, he couldn't break that chain that held him in place.

"Help him! Azreal, stop him" the boys voice broke through her thoughts, it was the boy without eyes again.

"I cannot" the boy paused shook on his face.

"Why not?" he asked in a small voice, "why can't you stop him from making a mistake that will taint his soul forever?"

"He needs to make mistakes that will stay with him forever… this is the path he has chosen. Though it pains me I cannot interfere till it is over." As she spoke her words finalized with her decision, her gut twisted with some unknown emotion.

"It's called guilt~" a women voice purred.

Z glanced towards inkar, "guilt?"

"yes, that your letting someone close die while you could do something about it" the lustful spirit purred, a head resting on her shoulder – its arms wrapped around her shoulders. "It slowly eats you, chips away at your soul until it consumed you"

Z frowned so this is what it feels like? "Why do humans have so many unneeded emotions…" she grumbled directing her attention back towards the fight as it reached its conclusion, while the female spirit beside her chuckled.

Uvogin had a grin on his face as he spoke the words sealing his fate, "idiot" the chain stabbed the man's heart as the blonde's eyes when from red to their normal colour she vanished. Wrapping her nen around the soul of the recently departed.

"Uvogin" she spoke, her voice eerie as she stared at the spirit before her.

"Z?" the man grinned taking in her angelic appearance, "didn't know you had wings?" the smile vanished, "I'm dead aren't I?"

"I'm afraid so..." Z nodded, as the pair floated in the abyss on darkness – just another part of the spirit roads. "I can bring you back? If you want?"

"Really?"

She nodded, her back hue glancing downwards to where his body was lay still. "Only if want to come back that is?"

"Nah…" uvogin wasted no time in answering her question, "I lost... it's only natural for me to die. I'm not afraid of what is to come. Just look after nobu will ya? Poor sod going to be lost without me" the giant man chuckled.

"As you wish. I will look after your soul as you continue with your journey" Z spoke softly, releasing the clutch she had on the soul, the bead on her wrist crumbling to dust. The particles drifting off into the unfelt wind. Uvogin gave her one last grin, before his soul vanished leaving for the next stage in his journey.

Kuroro waited in the hotel room for Z, he could feel it in his heart. That he had lost a spider leg, but his face was emotionless as he waited for the female to return. He turned his head as Z winged formed stepped off the spirit road the dark shadows dancing around her angelic form. His eyes widened in surprised, her face was emotionless as the norm but a signal tear dripped down the side of her pale check.

"He's dead" he stated simply as he watched the women walk towards the bed. "Is that why you're crying?"

"I'm crying?" her head snapped towards the head confusion written on her features.

Kuroro nodded, stepping forward using a thumb to wipe away the signal tear. "You were"

"Human emotions are strange, I don't know why I'm fucking crying" Z grumbled flopping onto the bed, face first. Her wings spread out on either side. Spread eagled on the bed, if only he could claim her as his there and then.

"Human emotions are a strange thing, that why the individuals reactions are interesting to watch and though most tend to be predictable"

"Are you predictable?" Z asked, not moving from her laying position.

"Is this predictable?" kuroro asked his tone low, as he trailed his fingers up the length of her spine before gently stoking her feathers wings.

Z let out a small hum of content, barely audible to those around. It felt weird, having another person stoke her wings. It was strangely pleasant yet with those gentle fingers danced across the feathers closeted to the base. It created fireworks in her stomach, something twisted in a pleasant way in her gut, making her feel this warm bubble sensation.

It was strange she couldn't put her figure on it.

Kuroro leaned forward, hovering over her laying from as he whispered into her ear, "so is it? Is it predictable?"

"N-no, though I wouldn't know what reactions would be deeded predictable" she stuttered. The hands stoking her wings paused before continued. A smirk donning his features as he realised she had just stuttered, these wings were more tender then he realised. Z internally frowned at herself. Why had she stuttered? They was no reason to, she had never stuttered before what changed? Maybe she should call Em, she needed to, one, about the coat and two, about this strange sensation building in her gut.

In one of the corners of the room, to shadowy figures watch the screen unfold. As Z relaxed into the bed and kuroro continued to stoke and tend to the muscles in her back. One held a long sword, tensing as the spider head fingers ran over that one spot that make the women's stomach turn, the another ghostly figure laid a hand on the swordsman arm.

"Don't intervene~" the feline voice purred.

"Why not?" the swordsman growled, "that man could try take her honour…. I will don't let the mistress be broken"

"Don't you see, she needs this. She needs this human interaction~ if she hasn't been broken now she won't be broken in the future" the feminine purred, griping tightly onto the swordsman shadowy arm the smirk on her face dropping.

"She's been walking with the dead for too long"

The pair was silent before melting into shadows.

Z continued to relax under kuroro touch, but every time his fingers danced over the sensitive spot on her wings, something would turn in her stomach, a warm feeling moving to her core as her toes cured. She wanted to…

She did know what she wanted to do.

"Is it predictable?" she questioned, breaking the silence that had dropped over the pair.

Kuroro hummed, before lowing himself to whisper in her ear. "Depends on how you feel..."

"I wouldn't know…." Z muttered, as kuroro stopped his hand movement. She lifted her head confused as to why the male had stopped doing whatever he was doing – she felt the warmth of his hands slowly fade. A frown donned her features as the bed shifted, the man in question moving away.

"I see..." he muttered softly that she missed it. It seemed he would have to try another angle to make the Angel Fall.

"What's wrong?" she questioned sleepily.

"We have business to discuss remember?"

She shrugged off the strange feeling and nodded, "discuss away"

to be continued...

ooooh our little Z is learning about the emotions shes feeling!

shes growing up! and kuroro the little tease ;)

i wonder new it finally clicks mwahaha XD

what do you all think?

sorry for not updating sooner ski season hit so work is as busy as ever :)

love ya all!

happy hunting xx