Paper fan
Uh oh.
Chapter 9
He jerked back, looking at me like he had seen me just now for the first time. I didn't want him to stop. To stop meant coming back to the cold reality that this may be a joke that had gone too far. I didn't want that. I want...my hands were shaking.
"Chiaki." I said hoping he would say something. The blue haired teen mummbled something I could hear and ran off. "CHIAKI!" I didn't care if the whole school heard me. I wanted him back here, but he didn't come. I skipped the rest of the day and went home.
I couldn't face him in class. Not after the way he ran off. He kissed me. I wanted to be angry at his stupid stunt but...I touched my lips. I really wanted him to...to keep right on kissing me. I buried my face in my pillows.
"Are you okay?" Access asked munching on some grapes I had given him when I got home.
"What do you care?" I moped "I'm you're jailor aren't I?"
"I'll forgive you as long as you let me go soon." He touched the bars. "I can't stay here forever you know."
"I suppose not." I sighed and trugged over to the cage and opened the tiny door. I held the fan up for him to take. "Here. It doesn't matter anymore."
"Get that thing awa..." I held it close to him and he fell over, dizzy.
"Ah! Are you alright?" I put the fan down somewhere else.
"Uh," he shook his head. "I'm an angel remember." he scolded. "I can't be too close to anything with demon energy."
"Oh." I wasn't sure how it all worked. "But if you can't get near it...how do you take it away?"
"Servents of god do it for us." the dark haired angle folded his arms.
"Um...okay. Well, you can go now so..." I opened the window. "There you go. Bye." I flopped back on my bed. After a moment, a gust of wind blew a few papers off my desk. I sighed, getting up. "You could have at least shut the window on your way...out?" Access was picking up a paper that had blown over.
"Hey," I rushed over and took the papers. "Don't do that you'll put stress on you're wing." I slipped the pile under a paper weight. "How's it doing anyway?"
"I just sprained it. I'll be fine." He waved my hand away and tried to remove the bandages himself.
"Let me do that." I waved his hands away. His gold eyes blinked. "There." He flapped it carefully.
"Any better?" I looked it over, not really knowing what to look for. The last time I tried to save a bird, it died. I was only, five at the time and some how believed band-aids could cure anything. I was wrong, of course.
"I'm fine. It just needs some exercise." he smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. He was just so addorable.
"So what's wrong with your wings?" Access asked me.
"I don't have wings." I took my shirt off and showed him my back. "See."
"That's not what I meant." he shook his dark hair.
"I don't have wings." I insisted.
"You're heart, you silly fool." he explained. "Humans don't have wings so a lot of us angels call your heart your wings."
"Oh," I put my hands over my heart. "I didn't know."
"You don't know a lot of things like how to keep from getting possessed by demons." he pointed at the fan. "What is this? The third time?"
"How do you know?" I blushed.
"I'm an angel. I know." he crossed his arms and fluttered passed me.
"Wow." if he knows things about me then surely he would know about... "Hey, if you know about my heart maybe you could tell me about Maron's. Does she really think I'm just a friend?"
"I'm not your horiscope guide to the human heart you know? But...at the most, to answer your question." he gave in. I thought so. "Why are you so intersted in her? She can be a real pain."
"Well, I know but, she's strong and beautiful and determined and smart and..." I tried to list all of her best qualities but some how my attempts felt hollow, without meaning or sincerity.
"Isn't there someone else you'd rather know about?" I turned away thinking about Chiaki. I flopped back on the sheets. "She's not the only fish in the sea, you know." Access flew closer.
"You sound like my grandpa." I mumbled, fluffing a pillow to put under my head.
"Sounds like a smart guy to me, maybe you should follow his advice." the dark haired angle flopped on a nearby pillow. "Hey."
"Huh?"
"Why don't you ask me about the one who gave you that?" He pointed at my neck.
"What?!" I touched my neck.
"That red mark, kind of circular like a..." Access kept pointing.
"No way!" I covered it with my hand then dove under the covers, blushing horribly. A hicky! He gave me a hicky! How could he, it happened so fast? Then again, I don't have a lot of experience with these things. It could have taken only...how long was he kissing me anyway?
"Hey, who was it? Who?" his voice hoovered irratically over my ear, partially muffled by the blanket.
"Aren't you supposed to be escaping or something?" I popped my head out just enough. He crawled onto my head and brushed a few strands behind him ear.
"Not right now." Access looked at me. "You seem too depressed to be left on your own." the dark angle told me. He was partially right. I didn't want to be alone, but there were times when loneliness was the only escape.
"Think I'll kill myself?" I looked down darkly.
"I don't know...will you?" His little legs wiggled as he pet my hair. I don't think he was serious but I answered anyway.
"No." I felt really tired. I was getting distraught over all my plans failing and then Chiaki...I just...I don't know what to do about that and...I was just tired.
Access started to hum a tune as he sprawled over my light brown hair. I think he was trying to make a snow angle in my hair from all the wiggling he was doing, but I didn't care anymore. I think that's about the time I fell asleep.
Uh oh.
Chapter 9
He jerked back, looking at me like he had seen me just now for the first time. I didn't want him to stop. To stop meant coming back to the cold reality that this may be a joke that had gone too far. I didn't want that. I want...my hands were shaking.
"Chiaki." I said hoping he would say something. The blue haired teen mummbled something I could hear and ran off. "CHIAKI!" I didn't care if the whole school heard me. I wanted him back here, but he didn't come. I skipped the rest of the day and went home.
I couldn't face him in class. Not after the way he ran off. He kissed me. I wanted to be angry at his stupid stunt but...I touched my lips. I really wanted him to...to keep right on kissing me. I buried my face in my pillows.
"Are you okay?" Access asked munching on some grapes I had given him when I got home.
"What do you care?" I moped "I'm you're jailor aren't I?"
"I'll forgive you as long as you let me go soon." He touched the bars. "I can't stay here forever you know."
"I suppose not." I sighed and trugged over to the cage and opened the tiny door. I held the fan up for him to take. "Here. It doesn't matter anymore."
"Get that thing awa..." I held it close to him and he fell over, dizzy.
"Ah! Are you alright?" I put the fan down somewhere else.
"Uh," he shook his head. "I'm an angel remember." he scolded. "I can't be too close to anything with demon energy."
"Oh." I wasn't sure how it all worked. "But if you can't get near it...how do you take it away?"
"Servents of god do it for us." the dark haired angle folded his arms.
"Um...okay. Well, you can go now so..." I opened the window. "There you go. Bye." I flopped back on my bed. After a moment, a gust of wind blew a few papers off my desk. I sighed, getting up. "You could have at least shut the window on your way...out?" Access was picking up a paper that had blown over.
"Hey," I rushed over and took the papers. "Don't do that you'll put stress on you're wing." I slipped the pile under a paper weight. "How's it doing anyway?"
"I just sprained it. I'll be fine." He waved my hand away and tried to remove the bandages himself.
"Let me do that." I waved his hands away. His gold eyes blinked. "There." He flapped it carefully.
"Any better?" I looked it over, not really knowing what to look for. The last time I tried to save a bird, it died. I was only, five at the time and some how believed band-aids could cure anything. I was wrong, of course.
"I'm fine. It just needs some exercise." he smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back. He was just so addorable.
"So what's wrong with your wings?" Access asked me.
"I don't have wings." I took my shirt off and showed him my back. "See."
"That's not what I meant." he shook his dark hair.
"I don't have wings." I insisted.
"You're heart, you silly fool." he explained. "Humans don't have wings so a lot of us angels call your heart your wings."
"Oh," I put my hands over my heart. "I didn't know."
"You don't know a lot of things like how to keep from getting possessed by demons." he pointed at the fan. "What is this? The third time?"
"How do you know?" I blushed.
"I'm an angel. I know." he crossed his arms and fluttered passed me.
"Wow." if he knows things about me then surely he would know about... "Hey, if you know about my heart maybe you could tell me about Maron's. Does she really think I'm just a friend?"
"I'm not your horiscope guide to the human heart you know? But...at the most, to answer your question." he gave in. I thought so. "Why are you so intersted in her? She can be a real pain."
"Well, I know but, she's strong and beautiful and determined and smart and..." I tried to list all of her best qualities but some how my attempts felt hollow, without meaning or sincerity.
"Isn't there someone else you'd rather know about?" I turned away thinking about Chiaki. I flopped back on the sheets. "She's not the only fish in the sea, you know." Access flew closer.
"You sound like my grandpa." I mumbled, fluffing a pillow to put under my head.
"Sounds like a smart guy to me, maybe you should follow his advice." the dark haired angle flopped on a nearby pillow. "Hey."
"Huh?"
"Why don't you ask me about the one who gave you that?" He pointed at my neck.
"What?!" I touched my neck.
"That red mark, kind of circular like a..." Access kept pointing.
"No way!" I covered it with my hand then dove under the covers, blushing horribly. A hicky! He gave me a hicky! How could he, it happened so fast? Then again, I don't have a lot of experience with these things. It could have taken only...how long was he kissing me anyway?
"Hey, who was it? Who?" his voice hoovered irratically over my ear, partially muffled by the blanket.
"Aren't you supposed to be escaping or something?" I popped my head out just enough. He crawled onto my head and brushed a few strands behind him ear.
"Not right now." Access looked at me. "You seem too depressed to be left on your own." the dark angle told me. He was partially right. I didn't want to be alone, but there were times when loneliness was the only escape.
"Think I'll kill myself?" I looked down darkly.
"I don't know...will you?" His little legs wiggled as he pet my hair. I don't think he was serious but I answered anyway.
"No." I felt really tired. I was getting distraught over all my plans failing and then Chiaki...I just...I don't know what to do about that and...I was just tired.
Access started to hum a tune as he sprawled over my light brown hair. I think he was trying to make a snow angle in my hair from all the wiggling he was doing, but I didn't care anymore. I think that's about the time I fell asleep.