Hey everybody! I'm so sorry it's taken me soooooo long to update, but my poor computer has been in the hospital up until yesterday! Thank you to those people who reviewed this stuff! It's going to get better, I promise, and the chapters are going to start to get longer (I read over these first two, and realized how horribly rushed they sound!)
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Chapter 2They were on a far busier street now, and getting more then their fair share of strange looks- one boy had actually stopped and informed them that the cosplay convention was not taking place for another tow weeks, which neither of them had any idea what they meant by. They were, however, glad they had come out of the translated English version, as they seemed to be in an English speaking place. It was bad enough that they didn't know the first thing about human society, but imagine what would happen to them if they didn't even speak the language!
A bit farther along the road, Rosiel stopped for a moment and stooped to pick up something that was fluttering about near the curb of the street.
"Katan, look at this funny bit of paper," he said turning the highly embellished piece of paper over in hid hands.
"Five…pounds…" Katan read off the back. "I think," he began slowly, "that this is the sort of money they use here."
"Well in that case, we'd better have some, hadn't we?" Rosiel looked down at the note in his hands and concentrated very hard until he had ten of them in his hands, which he then pocketed. He smiled a lethally sweet smile and started off again, apparently very pleased with the accomplishments he was already beginning to make in this world.
Katan was smiling slightly too. Rosiel seemed happy, and whenever hat happened, however rarely, Katan was happy too. But it wasn't as though it was going to be at all easy making their way into this new world, he reminded himself (a life alongside Rosiel had taught him to be anything but an optimist).
"Sir Rosiel…" he began, his smile being steadily replaced by a frown.
"Yes my cherub?"
"We are going to need a place to stay."
"I suppose so. But we'll need more money before we do anything," Rosiel said and led the both of them into an expensive looking jewelry store.
"What are we going to do in here?" Katan inquired, looking around at all the sparkling gems.
Rosiel snapped out of his diamond-induced trance and replied calmly, "We are going to take their money." He eyed a woman at the front desk. A man in spectacles and an oxford vest was putting her bracelet in a blue box and then he popped open a small drawer where Rosiel caught a glimpse of many bits of paper similar to the ones he held in his pockets. He turned to Katan and instructed, "Just ask that man over there if you can see something."
The shop owner, putting down his dust cloth to survey the new customer walking toward him, thought the young man looked shifty in his navy blue military style overcoat. He also looked extremely nervous, which put the bespectacled man in the idea that he might be there to rob him. His dubious thoughts were completely erased once the platinum haired man pointed mutely to the engagement rings and muttered something about seeing a few of them. Poor fellow, he thought. He's probably picking something out for a girlfriend and is terrified of making the wrong choice. Putting on a kind face he walked over and unlocked the case and started talking about how very "in" white gold was these days.
Rosiel took the man's lack of attention as an opportunity to dash behind the counter and pop open the cash register. He looked at all the coins and paper, finally picking up one of the grandest looking ones with the largest number on it. After making twenty exact copies of it he replaced one so the man would notice nothing amiss, and closed the cash drawer.
Katan noticed Rosiel waiting impatiently by the door and made his excuses to the jeweler, saying he really only wanted to look today, but would maybe come back some other time.
"Will sir be desiring to look at anything else today?" the man asked.
Katan took a moment in answering, fully taken aback at being called sir. "Oh, uh, no. No thank you…"
The clerk nodded and led him out. Spotting Rosiel leaving with him he said, "Ah, and would this be the charming young lady you have been shopping for?"
Katan dragged the fuming angel out of the store as quickly as possible.
"KATAN!" yelled Rosiel, pummeling the cherub with his fists, which Katan decided to let him do for a while since as long as he wasn't unleashing any powers on him, it wasn't hurting in the slightest, and seemed to make Rosiel feel better. "Why didn't you let me rip the man to shreds?"
Katan pried Rosiel off himself. "If we are to be living here, sir, then I really don't think that ripping sales clerks to bits is such a good idea."
Rosiel thought that over, crossed his arms and heaved a great sigh. "Oh, I just may be willing to consider the possibility of you being right. In the meantime…" he began, eyeing an expensive clothing store across the street with a significant amount of interest. "Now that we have money, we might as well-"
"Look for a place to live," interrupted Katan, and led Rosiel away from the store and toward the center of town.
Sorry about this being kind of short again…the next chapter will be better though, this one promises! (The next chapter has Lucifer in it—how could it NOT be good?) I hope to update soon, but thanks for being patient with me and my muses!