I can't believe I'm starting a new story without finishing my other ones. -_-;;; But this plot bunny was bugging me… so… I'm just trying it out… If the response is good I might continue… I don't know… This sort of thing has been done before… but mine is a little different.

Warnings: Violence, yaoi.  (main pairing YY/S… maybe others…)

Disclaimer: I don't own it.  Too bad, so sad.

___________________________________

"He was my angel.  I loved him more than any other."

"A relationship with an angel.  That's dangerous and stupid."

"I was still human then."

"Still… it wasn't very smart."

"I know that now.  But even so…"

"You'd do is again if you had the chance."

"Am I that easy to read?"

"When it comes to him you are.  You still love him, don't you?"

"Of course.  How could I not?  He saved my life… my angel of mercy…"

************************

The sky seemed to rain feathers upon a rocky ground littered with winged corpses.  The occasional body fell from the sky.  Humans called it the Angel's Graveyard, where all the dead from the wars in heaven fell.

Two men searched the corpses, trying not to step on too many bodies.  Most feared that place, but those who didn't could make quite a profit.  Feathers sold well as good-luck charms and angelic blood had amazing healing properties.  People would pay ridiculous amounts of money for relics and jewelry.   Everything could be sold on the black market.

"Must've been some battle."

"They're everywhere.  There must be one hundred.  Or more…"

"Haven't seen this many since the last massacre."

"But they're not just from one side."

"You're right…"

The taller of the two bent down to cut off a beautiful set of wings.

Until they began to move.

He jerked backwards

It was just a slight rustling at first, but soon they strained, attempting to fly.  One arm shook, trying to support the creature as the other arm stretched out towards the scavenger.  The angel began to vomit blood.

He looked up, sapphire eyes full of fear.

"H-help… me…"

And then the angel collapsed.

The man rushed forward, touching the angel.  He was still warm.

"He… he's still alive…"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Seto was incredibly plain as far as angels went.  One could argue that he had amazing eyes and that his wings rivaled those of the seraphim in beauty, which was all true, but that did not make up for the rest of his faults.  He was far too gangly, his limbs awkward, and his skin was a sickly looking pale.  And with hair that shade of brown… well it almost made him look… human.

The others had always called him ugly.

And he had always believed them.

But now this boy looked at him, eyes filled with awe and love.

"You… you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

And for the first time, Seto smiled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"A… a live one?  I've never seen a…"

"I know.  Neither have I."

"What… what does this mean?"

"He was probably half-dead, so he fell."

"What are you going to do with it?"

"I'm going to sell him.  I think I might know a good buyer."

_______________________________________________

Yeah, I know it's short…

Angel doesn't really have the same religious connotations in this fic… some of them… but not many…

Okay.  Just a little background info.  Angels can become humans and humans can become demons but the process doesn't work in reverse.  Angels rarely "fall" to the rank of demon, but it does happen.  Also, angels can kill angels; humans can kill humans (etc.) But also angels can kill humans, humans can kill demons, and demons can kill angels (although angels have other ways of fighting demons).  Except for being killed, angels and demons are pretty much naturally immortal.

That's all I can think of for now.

-Nyako-chan (I think I might get to go to my first con… I'm so excited!)