What will happen to my angel?

Sitting in the tree outside his apartment,

he finally walks out. As quietly as I could

I follow him.

"Aya, I know you're following me."

"Aya!"

Turning around, I run into you. Backing

up two steps, you grab my arm and pull me

close. Using your body to shield me from

darts, you fall to your knee's.

"GO, RUN, leave me, I'll be alright!"

Getting up, I run to a near by car

park by the beach. Leaning against the

railing, a cold, pale, hand had clasped over

my mouth. Yanking me over the rail, he let's

me drop to the ground. Sitting up, the teen

walks behind me. Bringing a cloth in front

of me, he pulls it back. Gagging me, the

albino teen grabbed my arms and brought

them back. Yelping, the pain slowly moves up

my arms.

"Get up!"

"I said get up."

Staggering, I run into my kidnapper.

Pushing me away from himself, he grabs

the collar of my shirt before I fell.

"I'm pretty sure your new found lover

is already dead, Hidaka."

Slowly, a hot tear runs down my cheek.

Grinning, he pulls me along. Shoving

me in the back seat of a car, I hit my head

against the opposite door. Groaning the

pain was exceeding in my arms. Looking

up,the albino was glancing at me

through the rear-view mirror.

"We're almost there, Hidaka. Let's

just hope he truly loves you."

Aya, please be there, please be

there. Stopping abruptly, I fall to the

floor. The back door opens and I get yanked

out. Walking slowly towards the door,

he leads me to the back. Oh god, please let

Aya be ok. Stopping dead in front of a

giant cross, the thorns were ripped from

my wrists. Screaming into the gag, tears

fall from my eyes. Shoving me to the cross,he

then turns me around.

"Let's see how the demon will react to

the blood-covered angel, eh?"

Reaching the destination, I see my angel

bound to the cross by thorns. His blood was

running down his wounded skin, and soaking in

to his clothes. Running to him I cut the thorns

binding him there.

"I don't think the lord will approve of you,demon,

taking his angel."

"Farefello, I......"

"Aya, you came. I'm glad you did."

Passing out, my angel lay there safe and sound in

my arms. As long as I can protect him, he

should be safe.