Well it's been a while since I've posted anything new, gomen but I've been
super busy lately with all kinds of stuff. *Sniff* I've missed all of you,
yes even all you people I still haven't met. This one is unlike anything
I've ever done. Please read my note at the end for more on that. Like most
of my work it's Yaoi, Shounen Ai, Slash, whatever you want to call it. If
you hate GAY relationships then get away from me right now because this
account is so gay. Now that's out of the way enjoy. Aishi-Cc
Gundam wing is not mine and I really wish they'd scrap that Cybrog 009 and put it back on. The only part of this I own is the story but that's the best part...I hope.
Aishi Say.
"Heaven protect thy angles, Shield them from the pain of life, To love one they can never touch, Should only be a human's curse."
Me, no really.
((Heaven Protect Thy Angels))
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Trowa sighed as he leaned against the tall obelisk style tombstone allowing the chill of the stone to caress his back as he slid down it, leaving trails of crimson on the pure white marble. He cast his emerald eyes towards the heavens the praying angel perched above seemed to smile sadly down at the bleeding youth. " A fitting place to die." Trowa whispered pulling his hand from his bleeding right side. He looked up from the dripping hand when he heard the faint sound of wings.
"I didn't mean to startle you." A youth admitted walking into the moonlight He knelt beside Trowa and blinked at him his black robe spreading out like the pool of bloodied water he knelt in. "Why didn't you draw your gun?" He asked green eyes focused on the handgun near Trowa's right hand.
Trowa glanced at the bloody weapon for a moment before turning his cat eyes on the youth who knelt beside him. "I am going to die soon. I see no reason in trying to defend myself anymore." He blinked at the black haired youth when he sighed twirling the tip of his long ponytail around a pale finger. The youth continued swirling his hair until he noticed Trowa staring at him.
"You don't have to watch me like that ok I promise I will not hurt you." The youth spoke softly as if trying to soothe a child. Trowa blinked at him eyes shining in the moonlight.
"I don't care if you hurt me or not." Trowa answered before he grimaced slumping against the cold stone his long bangs hiding his face. The youth shook his head at him as he placed a pale hand on the gunshot wound marring his left shoulder. Trowa turned to stare at the hand.
"You do not have to die. You must chose to die here and now." The strange youth stared into eyes the same shade as his own and saw only confusion.
"I don't understand? What do you mean I must choose to die? I..." He was cut off by a bloody finger to his lips and a gentle hush.
"Ok maybe I didn't explain that all that good hum...ah ok let's try this?" The youth nodded at his idea but did not move his finger. " See you have a choice. You can life or die it's all up to you. Hum...Let's make this simple. Do you want to die?" He asked removing his finger. "You may speak now." He teased.
Trowa licked his blood from his lips. "I really don't care either way. I have sent many to their death and I do not fear my own." He sighed leaning his head against the hard stone tiredly.
"How can you not care?! I can so not believe you!? I mean God how can you just throw your life away? Can you answer me that?" He frowned at the bleeding boy not sure if he was going to answer him.
"I am a soldier. To fight is to risk death. Why do you care so much anyway? We do not even know each other's names." He coughed violently.
"What dose a name truly tell you about a person's soul anyway? You have to choose soon." Trowa spat out a mouthful of blood. "If I were you I'd choose life. You must have someone who would miss you right?" He asked hopefully.
Trowa nodded "Yes." He answered weakly not wasting the strength to turn and look at the nameless youth.
"Then stay alive for them. You don't want them to cry do you?" The youth asked softly. "So do you want to life or die? Speak now or you will die and I will be able to do nothing for you. Come on man now is not the time for a dramatic pause or whatever!" He cried pulling Trowa from the bloody marble and shaking him. "Come on you're tougher then this! Open your eyes damn you!"
Trowa hissed in pain before blinking his visible eye at him. "Man that was scary. Do NOT do that kind of stuff God!" Trowa blinked at him ~ He sounds like Duo~ "Ok now yes or no?" Trowa was quite for a long moment, which only seemed to make the youth even more distraught.
"Yes." He whispered weakly only to be reward by a hug before being leaned back against the tombstone. He watched the youth threw half closed eyes. ~Why dose he look so happy? I'm still going to die here in this place of eternal death.~ He grimaced when he felt a hand on his side, it felt so warm to his cold skin. With a soft sigh he closed his eyes and allowed his head to fall to the side as somewhere near thunder rolled.
The youth sighed as his fingers glowed a soft blue the light stopping the blood from spilling any farther. "That's right sleep now I'll take care of you till your friends come for you. Watching over you guys is becoming a real tough job. I swear it's like some power want s you five dead and another wants you alive.oh wait that's how it is. I forgot how much blood is in the human body." He looked up at the praying angel as a light drizzle began to wash the crimson stain from her perch.
"Aw what the Hell no one can see me now anyway?" He arched his back as a pair of elegant white wings slipped threw the slashes in the back of his black cloak. "Ahhh.much better." He moved to Trowa's right side and smiled down at the sleeping boy. "Not everyone gets to meet their guardian angel before they die." He informed the boy as he wrapped his one wing behind the tombstone and the other around the boy. "This won't keep you dry but it'll keep you from freezing."
The angel sighed. "I wouldn't be a very good guardian if I saved you only to let you freeze to death hun?" He blinked when Trowa's lips moved. "Don't answer that one ok?" He rested his head on Trowa's cold shoulder smiling at his bangles profile gently kissed by the freezing rain. "I once saw that City of Angels movie, your buddies Quatre and Duo watched it. Anyway I thought the idea of an angel falling in love with a human was sweet but to become human why? When she dies she'll go to Heaven and look a happy ending."
Trowa groaned softly at that. "I never got why he couldn't wait for her, but now I do." He warped an arm around his charge. "I was alive once to see, which is why I couldn't understand why you didn't value life, especially when you don't believe in God or angels? Which is very sad by the way." He held out his hand and smiled as it glowed with the same soft blue light his fingers had. "The power of God was with you that sad day." He opened his hand reviling a long thin golden cross a pale golden scar marred it's perfection were the bottom prong meet the top three.
"And I'll be with you from now on." He promised fasting the long chain around the other's neck. "The power of God will protect you. My power will protect you" He tilted his head and softly kissed the sleeping boy, still bloody hand on the boy's check tickled by his long wet bangs. The angel blinked when Trowa sighed softly as he pulled away. He smiled as he wrapped his transparent arms around him. "Soon they will come for you I can sense them."
He sighed sadly resting his check once again on Trowa's shoulder. "Quatre is going to fuse over you once you wake up, but I'm sure you already knew that?" He smiled sadly as he lifted his head turning at the sound of shoes on mud.
"YO CAT OVER HERE!" Duo called as he suddenly came into view. "Holy fuck Tro!" He cried dropping to his knees in front of him panting. Duo lifted his head when he caught his breath. "Trowa you still alive?" He reached out and placed two fingers to the other's cold throat. " Fuck you're cold!?" He yelped pulling his hand back in surprise.
"Allah!?" Quatre whispered stopping behind Duo. "He's alive but cold as Hell. wait Hell's hot? Oh whatever. Hey what's this?" Duo asked taking the cross in his wet fingers. "Hey Cat was he wearing this when he left?" Duo asked the paled blonde both curious and wanting to get Quatre to focus on something other then Trowa's blood
Quatre blinked at the sound of his nickname and knelt beside Duo heedless to the mud and blood soaking into his kakis. "I've never seen it before, which doesn't mean much." He answered examining his battered friend. "It looks like it slipped out from under his shirt." Duo nodded before looking up at the praying angel with a smile. Quatre blinked at the smile before fallowing his friend's gaze.
"Come on Cat let's get him home before he get's as cold on the outside as he is on the inside." Duo joked trying to hide his worry. Quatre nodded before looking at the smoldering wreckage that had once been a factory of death to their right. He blinked at a flash of white and without thinking he grabbed it. ~A feather?!~ He looked around but found no trace of it's origins.
The angel sighed as he stood watching the three friends walk towards the jet that would take them home. He smiled as the clouds parted once again letting the lights of the heavens shine upon the tried Earth. "You're in the arms of an angel. May you find some comfort here, or the other way around?" He asked the marble angle watching the rain drip from her white face. " Yeah that's what I thought to. " He closed his green eyes and wrapped his wings around him. Without warning he flung them open again and in a burst of feathers he was gone.
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Yes I was partly inspired by the City of Angels but I can also blame my collection of X AMVs. 20+ and growing if you know of any good ones please pass them on. I'm sure a lot, if not all but my buddy Hiro Yui, are wondering who the angle guy is, and if not may I ask why? I'll tell you next chapter and Hiro don't you dare tell. All my hopes. Aishi-Cc
Aishi Say
"Today I prayed for angles, To keep watch over you, To guard then protect you, In everything you do.
When I whispered to the Father, I asked him to bring a touch of love And goodness sent forth on angle's wings.
So if you feel the brush of wings, Or soft breeze fills the air, Just know it's an angel watching over you, Because of a whispered prayer."
Allison Chambers Coxsey
Gundam wing is not mine and I really wish they'd scrap that Cybrog 009 and put it back on. The only part of this I own is the story but that's the best part...I hope.
Aishi Say.
"Heaven protect thy angles, Shield them from the pain of life, To love one they can never touch, Should only be a human's curse."
Me, no really.
((Heaven Protect Thy Angels))
*************************************************************
Trowa sighed as he leaned against the tall obelisk style tombstone allowing the chill of the stone to caress his back as he slid down it, leaving trails of crimson on the pure white marble. He cast his emerald eyes towards the heavens the praying angel perched above seemed to smile sadly down at the bleeding youth. " A fitting place to die." Trowa whispered pulling his hand from his bleeding right side. He looked up from the dripping hand when he heard the faint sound of wings.
"I didn't mean to startle you." A youth admitted walking into the moonlight He knelt beside Trowa and blinked at him his black robe spreading out like the pool of bloodied water he knelt in. "Why didn't you draw your gun?" He asked green eyes focused on the handgun near Trowa's right hand.
Trowa glanced at the bloody weapon for a moment before turning his cat eyes on the youth who knelt beside him. "I am going to die soon. I see no reason in trying to defend myself anymore." He blinked at the black haired youth when he sighed twirling the tip of his long ponytail around a pale finger. The youth continued swirling his hair until he noticed Trowa staring at him.
"You don't have to watch me like that ok I promise I will not hurt you." The youth spoke softly as if trying to soothe a child. Trowa blinked at him eyes shining in the moonlight.
"I don't care if you hurt me or not." Trowa answered before he grimaced slumping against the cold stone his long bangs hiding his face. The youth shook his head at him as he placed a pale hand on the gunshot wound marring his left shoulder. Trowa turned to stare at the hand.
"You do not have to die. You must chose to die here and now." The strange youth stared into eyes the same shade as his own and saw only confusion.
"I don't understand? What do you mean I must choose to die? I..." He was cut off by a bloody finger to his lips and a gentle hush.
"Ok maybe I didn't explain that all that good hum...ah ok let's try this?" The youth nodded at his idea but did not move his finger. " See you have a choice. You can life or die it's all up to you. Hum...Let's make this simple. Do you want to die?" He asked removing his finger. "You may speak now." He teased.
Trowa licked his blood from his lips. "I really don't care either way. I have sent many to their death and I do not fear my own." He sighed leaning his head against the hard stone tiredly.
"How can you not care?! I can so not believe you!? I mean God how can you just throw your life away? Can you answer me that?" He frowned at the bleeding boy not sure if he was going to answer him.
"I am a soldier. To fight is to risk death. Why do you care so much anyway? We do not even know each other's names." He coughed violently.
"What dose a name truly tell you about a person's soul anyway? You have to choose soon." Trowa spat out a mouthful of blood. "If I were you I'd choose life. You must have someone who would miss you right?" He asked hopefully.
Trowa nodded "Yes." He answered weakly not wasting the strength to turn and look at the nameless youth.
"Then stay alive for them. You don't want them to cry do you?" The youth asked softly. "So do you want to life or die? Speak now or you will die and I will be able to do nothing for you. Come on man now is not the time for a dramatic pause or whatever!" He cried pulling Trowa from the bloody marble and shaking him. "Come on you're tougher then this! Open your eyes damn you!"
Trowa hissed in pain before blinking his visible eye at him. "Man that was scary. Do NOT do that kind of stuff God!" Trowa blinked at him ~ He sounds like Duo~ "Ok now yes or no?" Trowa was quite for a long moment, which only seemed to make the youth even more distraught.
"Yes." He whispered weakly only to be reward by a hug before being leaned back against the tombstone. He watched the youth threw half closed eyes. ~Why dose he look so happy? I'm still going to die here in this place of eternal death.~ He grimaced when he felt a hand on his side, it felt so warm to his cold skin. With a soft sigh he closed his eyes and allowed his head to fall to the side as somewhere near thunder rolled.
The youth sighed as his fingers glowed a soft blue the light stopping the blood from spilling any farther. "That's right sleep now I'll take care of you till your friends come for you. Watching over you guys is becoming a real tough job. I swear it's like some power want s you five dead and another wants you alive.oh wait that's how it is. I forgot how much blood is in the human body." He looked up at the praying angel as a light drizzle began to wash the crimson stain from her perch.
"Aw what the Hell no one can see me now anyway?" He arched his back as a pair of elegant white wings slipped threw the slashes in the back of his black cloak. "Ahhh.much better." He moved to Trowa's right side and smiled down at the sleeping boy. "Not everyone gets to meet their guardian angel before they die." He informed the boy as he wrapped his one wing behind the tombstone and the other around the boy. "This won't keep you dry but it'll keep you from freezing."
The angel sighed. "I wouldn't be a very good guardian if I saved you only to let you freeze to death hun?" He blinked when Trowa's lips moved. "Don't answer that one ok?" He rested his head on Trowa's cold shoulder smiling at his bangles profile gently kissed by the freezing rain. "I once saw that City of Angels movie, your buddies Quatre and Duo watched it. Anyway I thought the idea of an angel falling in love with a human was sweet but to become human why? When she dies she'll go to Heaven and look a happy ending."
Trowa groaned softly at that. "I never got why he couldn't wait for her, but now I do." He warped an arm around his charge. "I was alive once to see, which is why I couldn't understand why you didn't value life, especially when you don't believe in God or angels? Which is very sad by the way." He held out his hand and smiled as it glowed with the same soft blue light his fingers had. "The power of God was with you that sad day." He opened his hand reviling a long thin golden cross a pale golden scar marred it's perfection were the bottom prong meet the top three.
"And I'll be with you from now on." He promised fasting the long chain around the other's neck. "The power of God will protect you. My power will protect you" He tilted his head and softly kissed the sleeping boy, still bloody hand on the boy's check tickled by his long wet bangs. The angel blinked when Trowa sighed softly as he pulled away. He smiled as he wrapped his transparent arms around him. "Soon they will come for you I can sense them."
He sighed sadly resting his check once again on Trowa's shoulder. "Quatre is going to fuse over you once you wake up, but I'm sure you already knew that?" He smiled sadly as he lifted his head turning at the sound of shoes on mud.
"YO CAT OVER HERE!" Duo called as he suddenly came into view. "Holy fuck Tro!" He cried dropping to his knees in front of him panting. Duo lifted his head when he caught his breath. "Trowa you still alive?" He reached out and placed two fingers to the other's cold throat. " Fuck you're cold!?" He yelped pulling his hand back in surprise.
"Allah!?" Quatre whispered stopping behind Duo. "He's alive but cold as Hell. wait Hell's hot? Oh whatever. Hey what's this?" Duo asked taking the cross in his wet fingers. "Hey Cat was he wearing this when he left?" Duo asked the paled blonde both curious and wanting to get Quatre to focus on something other then Trowa's blood
Quatre blinked at the sound of his nickname and knelt beside Duo heedless to the mud and blood soaking into his kakis. "I've never seen it before, which doesn't mean much." He answered examining his battered friend. "It looks like it slipped out from under his shirt." Duo nodded before looking up at the praying angel with a smile. Quatre blinked at the smile before fallowing his friend's gaze.
"Come on Cat let's get him home before he get's as cold on the outside as he is on the inside." Duo joked trying to hide his worry. Quatre nodded before looking at the smoldering wreckage that had once been a factory of death to their right. He blinked at a flash of white and without thinking he grabbed it. ~A feather?!~ He looked around but found no trace of it's origins.
The angel sighed as he stood watching the three friends walk towards the jet that would take them home. He smiled as the clouds parted once again letting the lights of the heavens shine upon the tried Earth. "You're in the arms of an angel. May you find some comfort here, or the other way around?" He asked the marble angle watching the rain drip from her white face. " Yeah that's what I thought to. " He closed his green eyes and wrapped his wings around him. Without warning he flung them open again and in a burst of feathers he was gone.
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Yes I was partly inspired by the City of Angels but I can also blame my collection of X AMVs. 20+ and growing if you know of any good ones please pass them on. I'm sure a lot, if not all but my buddy Hiro Yui, are wondering who the angle guy is, and if not may I ask why? I'll tell you next chapter and Hiro don't you dare tell. All my hopes. Aishi-Cc
Aishi Say
"Today I prayed for angles, To keep watch over you, To guard then protect you, In everything you do.
When I whispered to the Father, I asked him to bring a touch of love And goodness sent forth on angle's wings.
So if you feel the brush of wings, Or soft breeze fills the air, Just know it's an angel watching over you, Because of a whispered prayer."
Allison Chambers Coxsey