Disclaimer: Hey man I don't own anything I steal everything I own lol jokes jokes don't get mad at me lol it was a joke lol

A/N: Yeah Im soooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for taking so long to update I was so busy and my mom has the norwalk virus and Iv been taking care of her and its been busy and Im sooooooo sorry. Yeah this chappy was inspired by die another day 007 hahah so there's lotsa fighting lol. anyway Im in a rush so here you go.

Gravitation

Disease of the mind

Battle's begins with love

Do you remember that little boy you use to see sitting in the sand box, playing with his shovel and bucket. That little kid you use to envy. You use to pass him in junior high walking home during lunches all by himself. You use to yell at him when you passed through the courtyard during your spare. You would ask him to pick up your homework you just dropped and he would pass it to you. You were so comfortable knowing he was sitting right there because if you ever made a mistake he wouldn't laugh. He couldn't hear you because his headphones were to loud playing his high quality classical music. He would tap away at his paper as he drew tree's and bushes he saw every day. He never talked to anyone, he never did anything other than that. You often wished at times you were him because he didn't have to deal with popularity or friend problems. You wished you could be him, there with so much before him.

You never thought…he was hurting…

He would sit there and watch you laughing with your friends and hope and dream you would walk over and ask him to join.

I wished that often…I was that kid horribly, horribly caught up in plans as I drew on my text books. I would plan each slice perfectly. I would plan the head splitting pain that would course through my veins. I would plan the untimely death of this sad teenager. But you would never know that, you would just watch look on and wish you could be me.

I bet you wouldn't want to if you could see the cuts that lay underneath my long sleeves. I bet you would cry if you saw the beating and thrashing that was brought on me when I would stop for a second going home to pick up your homework. The beating my father would go through with. I bet you would kill yourself if you saw my drawings. The drawing's I work on everyday, of you, of your smiling face and then…of me…watching. You never figured I would harbor such pain. You just saw my smug features and figured I was better.

I wasn't, now do you see I loved you, I wanted you for so long but if anyone new I would be caged and beaten even more. I thought I was even more of a freak when I realized this…realized you were whom I loved. It couldn't have gotten any better, to throw me into a family that hated me and then to throw me into a category of fag's, of Homo's, of gays. They wanted me dead when they found out I had another difference and that's when I let go. That's when I gave up. Are you happy that you were there.

My throbbing head pounded. K's words seared my brain. The worse of it was he was right there.

"K shut up! I'm sorry just shut up!!" I feel him step back and he whispers.

"But Roro…Kun I didn't say anything…" I stair at him blankly and realize…he hadn't said anything.

"K…I…" I realize that I had been thinking this the whole time. "you were just thinking about me weren't you? Weren't you K?!" His face gets a great deal paler and he stairs into my eyes.

"What?" I give him an impatient look and whisper to myself.

"I…could hear you…you were talking about back in the day…about seeing me…in the courtyard…" I see him go a sheet white color and I become sick. "How did I hear it?" I'm confused beyond all recognition.

"Roro…kun how did you?" I look up at him and he kneels down in front of me. His smooth hand slides across my cheek and he gently kisses my lips. "Never mind, it doesn't matter. Lets just get out of here while you're still alive, you scared me just now, come on." He slowly gets up and extends a hand to me. "We will go to the hospital, get you checked out and then we will go to the police department and check out some stuff ok?" I can tell he wont take no for an answer so I grab his hand and let him walk me to the door of my car. I slip in the passenger's seat and he hands me a cloth.

"What's this for?" I feel his eyes settle on my lap and I look down.

"Its to hold A.C.S. it will never stop bleeding so you have to hold stuff underneath it to keep the blood from staining your clothes." I look down to the feather and begin to tear up. Why does this story pain me so much to hear? Why does it feel like I have already heard that story.

There is a silence in the car until I hear a large crash and the car screeches to a halt. I look out the window and in front of us is a six-car pileup. Blood is drowning the cement. More blood then possible for the amount of people probably involved. I grab the handle and jump out of the car. My feet splash into a puddle of blood and it spray's across my pants. I stand watching as flames leap up into the air.

Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder and I am thrown. I hit a wall hard and groggily stand up. Someone is standing above me. Large black wings extend out his back and he wears a black trench coat. That's all I can pick out in the dim light and suddenly his fingers are wrapped around my throat. He is lifting me into the air. My back scrapes against the wall as sweat drips down my jaw. I grasp his hand and try to pull his hand away but instead he holds tighter.

I look into red pools of hatred and his fist connects with my face. I spit out blood and look back at him his eyes are burning now and he begins to speak.

"Those eyes the same sympathy your mother felt for me…I hated it." My heart begins to pound and I clench my teeth. "That whore only ever felt that for me…sympathy…and she thought I was jealous of you…ha that's funny…jealous of an orphan." Tears build up in my eyes and clenching my teeth I struggle harder. His eyes light up again and he begins to laugh. "Though…you weren't…an orphan back then…I had to fix that and I did." My insides begin to burn and I rip his hand away from my throat. I fall a few feet but land perfectly on my feet.

"What!?" I'm seething now and I wipe blood savagely away from my mouth.

"You heard me…aha watching your parents slowly burn was such sweet sorrow. I loved the look of pure mortification on your father's face but I wasn't quite happy with the one your mother held. Stupid bitch always knew what was coming to her, I hated it. Then again I hated a lot about her I guess that's why I needed her so bad." My heart was being crushed slowly and I screamed loudly.

"STOP SAYING THAT!! My mother was none of the things you called her. She was beautiful and caring, honest and sweet. Don't talk that way of her." I didn't know where this was coming from but I sure as hell meant it.

"How would you know? You never knew your mother I killed her when you were to young." I felt a heat wash over me, warmth I knew well and suddenly I felt energized. Someone was there, I heard a voice but I couldn't put a face to it and apparently he could hear it to.

"He knows because I told him. I have been telling him his whole life and I will continue to. Luke you try to hard and I will put an end to it soon. I told you to leave Hiro alone, when I handed over what you wanted you promised. Don't go back on that! Or your worse then I thought" The man clenches his fist and stepping toward me starts speaking again.

"Yes…I remember that day…the day you gave me this body…to collect my feathers." I look now toward his wings and realize why there is so much blood. His wings are bleeding profusely. I hold myself as if a cold washes over me and then I let go as warmth washes over me again. I feel the voice as if its right beside my ear and it whisper's.

"Don't give into what he is saying. I need you to hold on, your day will come soon don't worry. What they whisper to you is wrong. You're only the prince if you give up this fight." I feel lips on my cheek and I turn to see who is there but instead a bright light flashes in my eyes. I feel pain in my abdomen and I am pulled back. Four claws are in my stomach. I pull them out and gasp loudly as a string of blood follows them. I look up into bloodthirsty eyes and I feel something wash over me again. I throw my arm back and take a heavy fist to his face, he falls back a few feet and looks at me amazed. The shade covering his face giving way to light for a second. I see a flash of something familiar but I shake it off as he tackles me.

Grabbing me by the hair He flips me around. I land against the door of one of the cars, it sears the back of my shirt and the material falls to the cement. I fall chest first into a pool of blood and the wind comes back to me. I push myself up as if nothing happened. Sweat and blood drips down my abdomen collecting at my navel. The tattered bit of shirt that stayed on drifts to the ground. I watch as it makes a ripple in the blood and my heart hardens.

I take a step forward my blood drenched jeans sticking to me. I slip my fingers through my hair and look up at him slowly. I still can't make out his face but I know he is smiling. My mucsles tense and a shower of blood gets thrown off my body. I smile menacingly to my fist then I whisper.

"You want a prince?…Do you! Then I'll give you one…" I jump forward my hand thrown forward and I plunge my hand to my elbow through his stomach. I hear a sharp intake of breath and I smile. I wait for his body to fall but he stays up. I look up slowly and before I can make eye contact I feel something slice up my spine. I grimace as I fall to my knees before I hit the ground his knee goes painfully into my stomach.

"Some prince you make." His words are mocking and I suck in air as my body hits the ground hard. I look up slowly as he walks toward me. "I can't see why they want you…they should want me…not wanted in heaven…shunned in hell…chained to earth. That is my life story…while you…just like your mother always said SPECIAL!!" with that me slams his booted foot into my ribs. I hear a loud wet snapping and scream out in pain.

"KLISTELLE!!!" I begin to whimper as he grinds his foot harder down.

"He's not coming Nakano…" My breath begins to get raspy as I try to pull his foot off me. I hear another loud snap and howl in agony. I feel the weight of him suddenly taken off me as I hear someone yell.

"Think again!" I open my eyes agonizingly slow and find K above me.

"K…" My words are caught in my throat and I stare up at him adoringly.

"How dare you touch my Roro-kun and even worse then that you called him Nakano. Don't you know he hates that?" He holds his favorite gun out in front of him, probably showing off but then I realize…the man at my feet is clutching his left wing. He shot him! I hear K's feet crunch down on the soil as he leans down toward me. "You ok?" I hear that gentleness in his voice and I smile sweetly. I see a shadow above him and suddenly he is out of my sight. I sit up painfully and look behind me. K's left arm holding half his body up the other elbow pushing him up. The man is catching up quick to him as I see something metal flash in the fire light. A strange electricity fills my body and I take off toward him. I grab him around his stomach and push him to the ground.

I stand up quickly and grabbing a bumper of a car I lift it up and slam it into his side. Anger takes me over and I run to his scrambling body. I lift him up over my head and throw him into the heap of cars. I run toward them and throwing the cars out of my way like pushing a bush out of my walking space I find him and slam him into a car door. I pick him up again and throw him back onto the blood drenched road. He begins to struggle to stand but I grab an antenna from a car and spear it through his wing. He screams out in pain and I realize his weakness.

"What's the matter Luke…sensitive wings?" I begin to walk toward him when I notice K's horrified look. I stop and watch to where he's looking. K is staring fixated on Luke. I see him begin to get up and he walks a bit closer to Luke. He stop's mere feet from Luke and I go to stop him when I hear him whisper.

"Klistelle…?" My heart stop's as I hear a soft laughter and Luke whisper back.

"I thought you would never realize…"

A/N: yeah good chappy eh? lol I am proud of my work. Cliffhanger yo. Look Im really busy Im sorry this couldn't have been more you know longer sorry sorry bye bye's