A/N: Hey, it's STILL a Wish/CCS crossover. Imagine that! And there will
STILL be shounen ai and possibly yaoi, there will STILL most likely be
mentions of pedophilia, and there will STILL be Japanese names used. And
if any or all of this bugs you, you STILL probably shouldn't be a CLAMP
fan.
And look, the chapter title has meanings on multiple levels! It's even a PUN! ^_^ I know, I know- I'm so sharp I could just CUT myself.
"Dirty Laundry"
"You're an idiot," Touya said flatly as Kohaku sniffled in dismay.
"I'm sorry!" she wailed. "I thought you meant it literally!"
"WHY would I want something like this?!" he demanded, gesturing at himself in disgust as otaku-girls and boys all over the world swooned in delight. Touya Kinomoto had been chibi-fied and now sported a pair of bright and shiny wings and large, scowling-but-adorable eyes.
"I'm sorryyyyy!" Kohaku wailed again, her own adorable chibi eyes filling up with tears. "But- well, you were so big and scary, and when you said you didn't want to be human anymore, I thought-!"
"I never said that!" Touya protested. "What did you even DO to me?!"
Kohaku blushed in embarrassment. "I, um," she began hesitantly, "I made you an angel too."
Touya twitched. " 'Too'?" he repeated.
"Well, that's what I am," she said meekly. "And I thought you'd make a nice angel, and it was either that or some kind of fairy, and I thought an angel would be easier, 'cause if you had any questions I could answer them and . . . " She trailed off helplessly as Touya's glare rapidly darkened. Finally choosing the better part of valor, Kohaku turned tail and flew inside the house at top speed.
"HEY!" Touya yelled, running after her and quickly discovering that chibi- legs were remarkably inefficient as Kohaku easily flew out around a corner and of sight. He mentally cursed and kicked up his pace. But a second later, he suddenly felt a familiar tickle at the edge of his mind, turned a corner, and crashed directly into a woman's legs.
"Are you all right, little one?" a concerned voice asked him gently as he was lifted into a pair of slender arms. He stared in awe at the beautiful woman before him, shocked into silence. She smiled soothingly when she saw Touya's nervousness and brushed his bangs back out of his eyes, as if he were a child and she his mother.
"Um . . . " He gulped and resisted the urge to flee from the unfamiliar pampering. "Yes, I'm fine. Um, have you seen Kohaku around, ma'am?"
"She just went that way, dear." The woman pointed and Touya again got a faint feeling from the indicated direction, but very different from the one that came from the woman holding him.
"Thank you," he said uncertainly.
These feelings he was getting . . . it was like he had his powers back, but so much stronger. And the things he was sensing; he'd never felt anything like them before. This woman especially- she wasn't human, but she wasn't like the guardians either.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but . . . er . . . " He hesitated slightly. "What ARE you?"
"My name is Hisui," she replied with a pleasant smile. "Who are you, little one?" It wasn't the answer he'd wanted, but then again, it was a rather personal thing to be asking someone you'd just met.
"Kinomoto Touya," he told her.
Hisui frowned very slightly. "Kinomototouya? That's quite long," she murmured.
"Just 'Touya' would be good," Touya said quickly. "Thank you very much." He slipped out of the woman's arms and hurried off in the general direction of the feeling that said "Kohaku." He found her in the laundry basket a few rooms away, hiding under a blanket and shivering.
"Dummy," he muttered, poking her in the shoulder. "What are you doing? I can sense you, you know."
"Well, yeah, but I didn't think you'd be able to figure it out so quickly," she said softly. "Are you still mad at me?"
"Less so," he admitted grudgingly. "Come on out, would you?"
"'Kay," Kohaku said in a small voice, crawling out from underneath the blanket.
"How do I get back to normal?" he asked her wearily, sitting before the basket.
Kohaku bit her lip and kneeled next to him. "I don't know," she mumbled. "I can get a wish granted, but I don't know if it's even possible to UN- wish something."
Touya sighed and folded his chubby little chibi-arms. "Figures," he grumbled. "Is there at least a way I can look like my old self?"
"When the sun is out, all angels are full-size and can pass as human," she explained quickly. "But when it's down, the demons are full-size and the lesser angels take on these smaller forms, the same way as the lesser demons do in the daytime, because angels get power from the sun, and demons get it from the moon."
"Lovely," Touya sighed. "Well, I guess I'll just have to quit my night job then, won't I. Anything else I should know?"
"Um, you can't eat human food anymore. And you can't ever take life, not of anything," she added.
"I can't eat food?" He twitched slightly. "Then what DO I eat?"
"Well, angels just need fresh air and sunshine," Kohaku informed him. "You can drink milk too if you'd like, maybe put in some honey, but never, never eat anything that was ever alive."
Touya sighed again and rubbed the back of his head. "That could be worse, I suppose," he admitted. "I live alone, so I won't have to worry about anyone getting suspicious unless I take up a dinner invitation or something."
"You do?" She gasped. "Oh, that's terrible!"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "It's no big deal."
"But . . . you must be so lonely," she said softly.
Touya smiled then, and it was strangely gentle. "No. There are a lot of people I care for. I can always find one of them, no matter what's going on in my life," he told her, brushing his hair out of his eyes and closing his eyes. The expression on his face was so utterly content as he spoke that Kohaku couldn't even bring herself to reply and risk breaking the moment for him.
A brief bout of sadness passed over her, and Kohaku suddenly wished very much that Shuichiro were there with her.
A moment later, Touya furrowed his brow and glanced at the door. "Someone's coming."
"Huh?" Kohaku blinked and automatically turned to look even as Kokuyo entered, looking rather bored.
He raised an eyebrow at the two tiny angels by the laundry basket. "Who's the new kid?" he inquired. "Don't we have enough friends yet?"
Kohaku gulped and mumbled something noncommittal. Hisui swept into the room behind her lover with a gentle chuckle, scooping the girl into her arms. "Oh, you know you don't have to be so afraid of Kokuyo, Kohaku," she said in an amused tone.
"Yes, Madam Hisui," Kohaku said dutifully, but she remained unconvinced that the exiled son of Satan was a person one might become friendly with.
"Sun's rising in a minute," Kokuyo warned, and Hisui released Kohaku just as she and Touya returned to full size.
"Well, wasn't that a fun way to spend a night," Touya muttered a little sourly as he pinched the bridge of his nose, very grateful to be tall enough to properly glare down at Kohaku again.
"I'm sorry, but you didn't HAVE to help me," Kohaku pointed out in a slightly irritated voice.
"Oh, yes, let's just leave the little girl to run around in the rain," Touya retorted sarcastically. "Wouldn't that have been lovely of us."
Neither of the pair was acting much like they usually did, but the situation was rather awkward for both. It had just occurred to Kohaku that maybe she wasn't allowed to turn people into angels without at least getting proper clearance, and Touya was not enjoying the prospect of spending every night for the rest of his existence as a chibi. For one thing, it wasn't going to be good for his sex life. Not that he had one anyway, seeing as Yuki was just too cute and innocent to pound into the mattress and Yue too busy baby-sitting Sakura whenever he popped up.
Then he yelped in alarm and clapped his hands to his mouth. "Oh SHIT, I forgot about the kaijuu!" Touya wailed, immediately rushing out the door and into the hall.
"A monster?!" Kohaku squeaked in dismay, utterly misinterpreting the statement.
"Damn," Kokuyo growled. "The old man must've sent something after us."
"You think so?" Hisui gave him a concerned look and Kohaku shivered in fear. "Well, that would explain the sudden presence of a new angel. I've never seen him before though; he must be a novice. We'd best follow the boy before he gets hurt." The trio rushed after him, and just as they got outside, there was the sudden sound of an engine revving and Touya tore off down the street on his motorcycle far faster than any of them could fly.
"Next idea, love?" Kokuyo asked dryly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"Where was Shuichiro going in such a hurry?" Koryu inquired as he suddenly dropped out of a nearby tree and came up to the others.
"That wasn't Shuichiro," Hisui told the miniaturized demon. "Another angel showed up a few minutes ago and said something about a monster. He's the one driving the motorcycle."
"An angel ripped off Shuichiro's bike?" Koryu snorted, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "You're kidding me, right?"
"That wasn't Shuichiro's motorcycle either," Kokuyo said, narrowing his eyes in the direction Touya had gone. "You know . . . he DID look a bit like Shuichiro, now that I think of it."
"You mean he looked like you, dear," Hisui said with a smile, and he huffed in annoyance.
"Crap," Koryu suddenly growled as a thought seemed to strike him.
"What is it?" Hisui asked, giving him a curious look.
"Ruri and Hari were hiding in the sidebag," he grumbled. "They thought it was Shuichiro's bike too- I think they wanted to jump him when he got on."
"It's not like they can't find their way back," Kokuyo pointed out. "They're big girls."
"Oh, but poor Touya!" Kohaku wailed. "He doesn't know they're there!"
"Calm down, Kohaku," Hisui said comfortingly, placing a hand on the sniffling angel's shoulder. "We can still try to follow them if you're worried about your friend. Besides, he might need help anyway. Leave a note for Shuichiro and let's go. After all, Kokuyo and I can't expect a novice to clean up whatever beast was sent after us."
"I wouldn't be surprised if he could," Kokuyo muttered. "He's no novice if he knows enough about Earth to be able to drive a motorcycle that well."
"But he was in a smaller form before the sun rose," Hisui countered. "So he can't know all his spells yet."
Kohaku swallowed nervously and hurried back to the house to find a piece of paper, wringing her hands together anxiously.
"Oh, why can't I ever do anything right?" she moaned under her breath. "Poor Touya! And what will Shuichiro say when he finds out?! What if he gets mad enough to make me leave?"
She paled at the thought and barely kept her hand from trembling as she dashed off a quick excuse to the house's owner and sole human occupant.
"I can't tell him. How could I risk it?" she mumbled. "Oh, if he sent me away- I'd die, I'd know I would! But what am I supposed to do about Touya?"
* tbc . . . *
. : daddy, daddy! teacher says, "every time a reader reviews, an angel gets her wings!" : .
And look, the chapter title has meanings on multiple levels! It's even a PUN! ^_^ I know, I know- I'm so sharp I could just CUT myself.
"Dirty Laundry"
"You're an idiot," Touya said flatly as Kohaku sniffled in dismay.
"I'm sorry!" she wailed. "I thought you meant it literally!"
"WHY would I want something like this?!" he demanded, gesturing at himself in disgust as otaku-girls and boys all over the world swooned in delight. Touya Kinomoto had been chibi-fied and now sported a pair of bright and shiny wings and large, scowling-but-adorable eyes.
"I'm sorryyyyy!" Kohaku wailed again, her own adorable chibi eyes filling up with tears. "But- well, you were so big and scary, and when you said you didn't want to be human anymore, I thought-!"
"I never said that!" Touya protested. "What did you even DO to me?!"
Kohaku blushed in embarrassment. "I, um," she began hesitantly, "I made you an angel too."
Touya twitched. " 'Too'?" he repeated.
"Well, that's what I am," she said meekly. "And I thought you'd make a nice angel, and it was either that or some kind of fairy, and I thought an angel would be easier, 'cause if you had any questions I could answer them and . . . " She trailed off helplessly as Touya's glare rapidly darkened. Finally choosing the better part of valor, Kohaku turned tail and flew inside the house at top speed.
"HEY!" Touya yelled, running after her and quickly discovering that chibi- legs were remarkably inefficient as Kohaku easily flew out around a corner and of sight. He mentally cursed and kicked up his pace. But a second later, he suddenly felt a familiar tickle at the edge of his mind, turned a corner, and crashed directly into a woman's legs.
"Are you all right, little one?" a concerned voice asked him gently as he was lifted into a pair of slender arms. He stared in awe at the beautiful woman before him, shocked into silence. She smiled soothingly when she saw Touya's nervousness and brushed his bangs back out of his eyes, as if he were a child and she his mother.
"Um . . . " He gulped and resisted the urge to flee from the unfamiliar pampering. "Yes, I'm fine. Um, have you seen Kohaku around, ma'am?"
"She just went that way, dear." The woman pointed and Touya again got a faint feeling from the indicated direction, but very different from the one that came from the woman holding him.
"Thank you," he said uncertainly.
These feelings he was getting . . . it was like he had his powers back, but so much stronger. And the things he was sensing; he'd never felt anything like them before. This woman especially- she wasn't human, but she wasn't like the guardians either.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, but . . . er . . . " He hesitated slightly. "What ARE you?"
"My name is Hisui," she replied with a pleasant smile. "Who are you, little one?" It wasn't the answer he'd wanted, but then again, it was a rather personal thing to be asking someone you'd just met.
"Kinomoto Touya," he told her.
Hisui frowned very slightly. "Kinomototouya? That's quite long," she murmured.
"Just 'Touya' would be good," Touya said quickly. "Thank you very much." He slipped out of the woman's arms and hurried off in the general direction of the feeling that said "Kohaku." He found her in the laundry basket a few rooms away, hiding under a blanket and shivering.
"Dummy," he muttered, poking her in the shoulder. "What are you doing? I can sense you, you know."
"Well, yeah, but I didn't think you'd be able to figure it out so quickly," she said softly. "Are you still mad at me?"
"Less so," he admitted grudgingly. "Come on out, would you?"
"'Kay," Kohaku said in a small voice, crawling out from underneath the blanket.
"How do I get back to normal?" he asked her wearily, sitting before the basket.
Kohaku bit her lip and kneeled next to him. "I don't know," she mumbled. "I can get a wish granted, but I don't know if it's even possible to UN- wish something."
Touya sighed and folded his chubby little chibi-arms. "Figures," he grumbled. "Is there at least a way I can look like my old self?"
"When the sun is out, all angels are full-size and can pass as human," she explained quickly. "But when it's down, the demons are full-size and the lesser angels take on these smaller forms, the same way as the lesser demons do in the daytime, because angels get power from the sun, and demons get it from the moon."
"Lovely," Touya sighed. "Well, I guess I'll just have to quit my night job then, won't I. Anything else I should know?"
"Um, you can't eat human food anymore. And you can't ever take life, not of anything," she added.
"I can't eat food?" He twitched slightly. "Then what DO I eat?"
"Well, angels just need fresh air and sunshine," Kohaku informed him. "You can drink milk too if you'd like, maybe put in some honey, but never, never eat anything that was ever alive."
Touya sighed again and rubbed the back of his head. "That could be worse, I suppose," he admitted. "I live alone, so I won't have to worry about anyone getting suspicious unless I take up a dinner invitation or something."
"You do?" She gasped. "Oh, that's terrible!"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "It's no big deal."
"But . . . you must be so lonely," she said softly.
Touya smiled then, and it was strangely gentle. "No. There are a lot of people I care for. I can always find one of them, no matter what's going on in my life," he told her, brushing his hair out of his eyes and closing his eyes. The expression on his face was so utterly content as he spoke that Kohaku couldn't even bring herself to reply and risk breaking the moment for him.
A brief bout of sadness passed over her, and Kohaku suddenly wished very much that Shuichiro were there with her.
A moment later, Touya furrowed his brow and glanced at the door. "Someone's coming."
"Huh?" Kohaku blinked and automatically turned to look even as Kokuyo entered, looking rather bored.
He raised an eyebrow at the two tiny angels by the laundry basket. "Who's the new kid?" he inquired. "Don't we have enough friends yet?"
Kohaku gulped and mumbled something noncommittal. Hisui swept into the room behind her lover with a gentle chuckle, scooping the girl into her arms. "Oh, you know you don't have to be so afraid of Kokuyo, Kohaku," she said in an amused tone.
"Yes, Madam Hisui," Kohaku said dutifully, but she remained unconvinced that the exiled son of Satan was a person one might become friendly with.
"Sun's rising in a minute," Kokuyo warned, and Hisui released Kohaku just as she and Touya returned to full size.
"Well, wasn't that a fun way to spend a night," Touya muttered a little sourly as he pinched the bridge of his nose, very grateful to be tall enough to properly glare down at Kohaku again.
"I'm sorry, but you didn't HAVE to help me," Kohaku pointed out in a slightly irritated voice.
"Oh, yes, let's just leave the little girl to run around in the rain," Touya retorted sarcastically. "Wouldn't that have been lovely of us."
Neither of the pair was acting much like they usually did, but the situation was rather awkward for both. It had just occurred to Kohaku that maybe she wasn't allowed to turn people into angels without at least getting proper clearance, and Touya was not enjoying the prospect of spending every night for the rest of his existence as a chibi. For one thing, it wasn't going to be good for his sex life. Not that he had one anyway, seeing as Yuki was just too cute and innocent to pound into the mattress and Yue too busy baby-sitting Sakura whenever he popped up.
Then he yelped in alarm and clapped his hands to his mouth. "Oh SHIT, I forgot about the kaijuu!" Touya wailed, immediately rushing out the door and into the hall.
"A monster?!" Kohaku squeaked in dismay, utterly misinterpreting the statement.
"Damn," Kokuyo growled. "The old man must've sent something after us."
"You think so?" Hisui gave him a concerned look and Kohaku shivered in fear. "Well, that would explain the sudden presence of a new angel. I've never seen him before though; he must be a novice. We'd best follow the boy before he gets hurt." The trio rushed after him, and just as they got outside, there was the sudden sound of an engine revving and Touya tore off down the street on his motorcycle far faster than any of them could fly.
"Next idea, love?" Kokuyo asked dryly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"Where was Shuichiro going in such a hurry?" Koryu inquired as he suddenly dropped out of a nearby tree and came up to the others.
"That wasn't Shuichiro," Hisui told the miniaturized demon. "Another angel showed up a few minutes ago and said something about a monster. He's the one driving the motorcycle."
"An angel ripped off Shuichiro's bike?" Koryu snorted, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "You're kidding me, right?"
"That wasn't Shuichiro's motorcycle either," Kokuyo said, narrowing his eyes in the direction Touya had gone. "You know . . . he DID look a bit like Shuichiro, now that I think of it."
"You mean he looked like you, dear," Hisui said with a smile, and he huffed in annoyance.
"Crap," Koryu suddenly growled as a thought seemed to strike him.
"What is it?" Hisui asked, giving him a curious look.
"Ruri and Hari were hiding in the sidebag," he grumbled. "They thought it was Shuichiro's bike too- I think they wanted to jump him when he got on."
"It's not like they can't find their way back," Kokuyo pointed out. "They're big girls."
"Oh, but poor Touya!" Kohaku wailed. "He doesn't know they're there!"
"Calm down, Kohaku," Hisui said comfortingly, placing a hand on the sniffling angel's shoulder. "We can still try to follow them if you're worried about your friend. Besides, he might need help anyway. Leave a note for Shuichiro and let's go. After all, Kokuyo and I can't expect a novice to clean up whatever beast was sent after us."
"I wouldn't be surprised if he could," Kokuyo muttered. "He's no novice if he knows enough about Earth to be able to drive a motorcycle that well."
"But he was in a smaller form before the sun rose," Hisui countered. "So he can't know all his spells yet."
Kohaku swallowed nervously and hurried back to the house to find a piece of paper, wringing her hands together anxiously.
"Oh, why can't I ever do anything right?" she moaned under her breath. "Poor Touya! And what will Shuichiro say when he finds out?! What if he gets mad enough to make me leave?"
She paled at the thought and barely kept her hand from trembling as she dashed off a quick excuse to the house's owner and sole human occupant.
"I can't tell him. How could I risk it?" she mumbled. "Oh, if he sent me away- I'd die, I'd know I would! But what am I supposed to do about Touya?"
* tbc . . . *
. : daddy, daddy! teacher says, "every time a reader reviews, an angel gets her wings!" : .
