Thanks to: Furea, ChaChi, yamatoforever, and La Chicane.

I took La Chicane's appearance because she combined Furea's and yamatoforever's suggestions, so thanks to you three especially.

4 yaoi and 4 het. Please keep voting.

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Angels. They're a queer species of their own.

An angel is not born unto the world. They fall to earth. Each angel exists for it's own unique purpose which always leads to protecting the ones they fell to.

They can be destroyed and they can give life, but they cannot die. Each angel has a pendant. A symbol on a thin chain hangs around their neck. That is their life

Angels could do many things however, the number one rule that all angels had to follow was never, ever to fall in love.

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Her silver hair glinted in the moonlight. It used to be straight, layered, and just above her shoulders. Now it hung just below her elbows, curling past her shoulders. The little girl they used to know had left few traces of herself behind. She used to have tanned skin. It was fair and pale- almost white in the moonlit night. She used to look healthy, now she looked frail and tired. No emotions passed across her face.

She slowly walked towards them. Her eyes had changed over the years. They were still a green colour but, if possible, they were a darker colour. She had always had haunting eyes.

Before she disappeared, she always wore light coloured clothes. Angels never wore black from what they knew. What had happened? What changed her?

She stopped walking suddenly, her black dress trailing closely behind.

Haru walked up to her, slowly, scared that any sudden movement would make her disappear. He stopped right in front of her and looked her in the eyes. She wasn't a tall girl, maybe an inch shorter than him. She met his gaze evenly.

A rush of emotions came out of him as he pulled her close, embracing her.

"Where have you been?" he whispered.

She pushed him away.

"Don't touch me." She said.

Ayame frowned.

"Adara? Let's go back to the Honke." He said, "I'm sure Akito will want to see you."

"No. He doesn't want to. I know."

"Adara? What's wrong with you? Why did you leave?" Yuki yelled at her.

"Time can tell you." She said evenly.

She started walking to Shigure's house, keeping a quick and precise pace.

"I don't like her." Yuki said.

"She's different." Ayame replied, "We don't know what happened to make her like this so don't judge her so quickly."

Haru started walking back without looking at the brothers. He remembered how she used to always tell him she loved him. What had caused her to change?

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Tohru looked up at the figure who had walked into the house. She stood up quickly

"Ano...watashi wa Honda Tohru desu." She said while bowing.

Adara lifted her chin up. She was a pretty girl. It was no wonder that Kyou and Yuki liked her.

"Is Shigure here?" she asked

"Ah! Adara-chan has come back!" Shigure said while draping his body all over her.

She shoved him off.

"You haven't changed." She said, not impressed.

"Gure-san! Hahaha! She is still charming, ne?" Ayame interrupted.

"Not as charming as you, Aya." Shigure said back.

"Ah...Yuki-kun, Hatsuharu-san? What's going on?" Tohru asked.

Yuki took her by the hand and brought her outside.

He took a breath before beginning.

"That girl is an angel. She was here many years ago. She took care of us." He began. "One day, though, she disappeared. No one knew where she was."

"Her name...means beautiful, ne?" Tohru said slowly.

"Hai, she's different though. Come with me." Yuki walked to his room. He pulled open a drawer and took out a picture.

"Wah..." she said in wonder, "She's so pretty. Was that picture of a long time ago?"

Yuki nodded. Right before she had gone, he thought

. In the picture was a eleven year old Adara, her hair pulled back. She was sitting on the porch at the Honke with Yuki, Kyou, and Haru. She wasn't smiling directly at the camera when the photo was taken but rather at something that was in her hand. Yuki and Kyou were arguing while Haru sat next to her, his eyes blank.

Tohru's eyes were sparkling.

"She looks like such a nice person. Do you think we could be friends?" she asked.

There was a knock at the door before he could answer.

Adara stood in the doorway.

"Honda-san? Can we talk? Alone?" she asked quietly.

Tohru smiled. "Of course." She said happily.

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Adara was never one to waste time.

"How long have you known about the Juunishi?" she asked.

"Two years." Tohru said puzzled.

"Have you seen Kyou's other form?"

"Hai."

"You weren't disgusted by him?"

"Iie. Okaa-san said that people should not be judged on appearance. She said that everyone can be loved and everyone can love. Kyou-kun is a nice person if he thinks it or not. I'm glad I met the Juunishi."

Adara paused in her thought. She smiled suddenly. She liked this girl. Maybe she can be the right person, she thought.

"Honda-san-"

"Just Tohru is ok. I hope we can be friends."

"Friends?"

She wasn't sure if she should. Look where it got you last time, her mind screamed. But this is another chance, she told herself.

"You can call me Adara."