City of Angels


t3h bl00

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I have today off, so here comes the next chapter, ENJOY!


+t3h bl00 would like to thank:

Demon Exterminator Barbie- XP! Personally, Michael is my favorite too. XD. I'm basing him off of an RPG character of a friend of mine.

Xichiathik- oo;; XD! I know, ain he?

Tearsofregret- Yay!

HotPink89- XD, we'll just have to see what Gabriel has in mind…DUN, DUN, DUN.

Ennariel- xP! Who knows, he might have inherited the evil pimpness also…GASP! And yeah, Michael is my favorite; I like Gabriel and Urriel too. D well, of course I do, I gotta love my characters! But all in all, Michael is my fave.

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"The Devil hath power,

To assume a pleasing shape…"

-William Shakespeare, 'Hamlet' Act 2, Scene 2.

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The city lights shone down across the street, blinding the young man as he continued walking, and his hands shoved into his brown suede cloak.

"Now…where was that idiot's apartment…" He unfolded a torn piece of paper he had retrieved from his pocket, and squinted under the pale yellow light, to read the penciled words he himself had written.

'East 5th street, third window and balcony to the left.'

"Hmmm…" Gazing at the street sign, he lifted his long arm and a glowing holy light emerged from his palm, shining sharply off of the metal sign.

"East 6th streetdarnit!" He scolded himself mentally and grumbled, retracing his steps back to the main street which rooted off in all directions,

"This stupid city is too big, they need a freaking map on every corner." He grumbled, running his hand through his hair.

Little did he know, whilst the angel was grumbling to himself, he was being followed.

Too bad he was shut up in his own little world, or he would have noticed.


Sango sat up in her futon that Miroku had found for her, and stared out of the open curtains at the cities lights.

Looking back to Miroku, she saw that he was still in his bed, in a deep, content sleep; surely if she had to go outside he wouldn't hear her…

Climbing out and carefully walking over she slowly flicked up the lock and slid the glass door open, slowly walking out into the thick night air.

She slid the door back to its original place, making sure it didn't make too much noise, and she sat on the cold metal of the balcony.

It wasn't very big, and it was more of a fire escape than a balcony, but to her, it was a beautiful thing, and it was like escaping the world. Never before, had she found pleasure in simple mortal things. Never before, had she found out that the small earth that she and the other overly-bubbly angels had watched night by night, day by day, and wished that they were one of the guardian angels. They were passed lucky, being able to tend to mortals and save them or warn them.

It was every angels dream to be one; they were always so envious of those guardian angels. Being an archangel was another beautiful thing, but of course, they were all already chosen, and all males.

The archangels were being beyond beauty, and every female and angel alike could never say no to them, they were the reason for tiny traces of lust that coursed through every holy and unholy beings veins.

Of course, if one of the mere low-class angels tried to go with one of them, they would become fallen angels, and be banished to earth. This hadn't happened too much, though, seeing as barely any of them had come across an archangel.

Sango, hadn't dreamed of anything, she was still too pure and still too 'young' to heaven, but despite that, when she had accepted the mission to the earth, she was greeted by Michael, Gabriel and Urriel.

They say, only the really lucky beings get to catch a glimpse of them. Sango had heard tales and stories, being sucked in by gossip, all about them. She then knew, after her experience, they had to be true.

Rumors all about their hair, which they say was made by pure, raw, silk, and it shone like a dozen candles, their skin was made from the lights that shone off the very moon, and their eyes, sparkling, because they were made from real stars. White tunics made by white velvet, and their golden belts madeoutofthe suns' rays.

Others also said that every time a new angel was produced, they immediately knew the angel's name, stats, age, when it was born, and also knew what it looked like.

Seated in a fixed position, slouched against the wall, hugging her knees to keep the warmth within her, she breathed and saw her breath flow out, and swirl around, dance in the midnight air.

Her hair was a mess, but it still shone and flowed down like a river.

Was Miroku an archangel, come to earth to watch her? There were 3 others from Michael, Gabriel and Urriel…she had kissed him…was she going to be punished? For all she knew, she would be on earth from now on, and Miroku would be sent back up to heaven, and she would be all alone.

Panic issued through her chest, causing her to wince and grab her shirt.

She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't hear the door slide open.

"Sango…?"

That made her pause in her thoughts and turn to look.

"Sango…what are you doing out here…? It's 2 am…"

"I woke up…and it seemed so nice out here…so…"

"You'll get sick again though…" Sitting down beside her, he pulled her up into his lap and his grip, hoping to warm her up.

It was strange, she realized, he was always so warm, and yet, he only wore a shirt, a jacket and pants. Besides that, at night, he only wore a pair of black pants…

How was he able to stay so warm?

She didn't mind though. It was so peaceful out there, and she was warming up faster and faster.

The stars were bright, and she could spot all the constellations that some of the cherubim's had pointed out to her.

Orion's belt

The Little dipper

It was really beautiful…

Leaning against Miroku's taller stature, she found herself slowly drifting off into a deep slumber…slowly…slowly…

Of course, she didn't even notice the figure walking along the sidewalk, and averting his gaze to that one balcony.

If she had, she would actually realize that it was Gabriel. She would know, to then go inside, all before he saw her.


He stared.

This was defiantly bad. Gabriel had seen them.

Michael tucked his ponytail into his shirt collar and gulped. That stupid angel, he was so freaking stubborn. Sticking his nose where he shouldn't, boy was God going to be happy.

Sinking in deeper into the dark alley, he watched as Gabriel slowly grabbed onto the ladder leading to the first balcony, and then climbing up it.

Then the next one.

And then the next one.

Gabriel was going to go up to where they both were..

Damn!

Scurrying, Michael ran up the ladder and in no time was behind Gabriel.

"You idiot!" He hissed, "Can't you just let them be for now? God knows what he's doing; let everything go the way it's supposed to!"

Scowling, the other archangel gritted his teeth, sawing them together,

"Michael you're just a fool, you don't understand anything."

'As true as that can be…' Michael thought, "I at least know you wouldn't like it if someone interfered with your plans, you wouldn't like it!" He hissed, trying to not raise his voice too loud and wake up the whole building.

"You mean like what you're doing now?"

Michael slouched, "Yes. Like what I'm doing now. Just give up and go back to Heaven."

"No. I don't want to lose another, nor do I want to have to deal with her being poisoned with that beings child!"

"You just had the hots for that other angel. You probably have a liking for this one, too. Hey, don't worry about it."

Gabriel glared at him, his eyes basically saying, 'Are you stupid?'

"I didn't…and I don't"

"It's the only logical explanation..."

"According to you. God's really going to smite you when you get back to heaven."

"Not if he smites you first for disobeying him."

Gabriel growled slightly and jumped down from the balcony he was on, and started to run off into another dark alley.

"Hey! Don't run away like that!" Michael called out quietly, looking up at the floor above them.

He could see the two asleep, sighing; he too jumped down and began a leisurely walk down the sidewalk, watching the sun rise.


Miroku's eyes snapped open.

Damn those archangels, always meddling…well that Gabriel one at least.

Now that he knew that they were in the city, and basically knew where he was, Miroku was going to have to keep a low profile.

For one thing, he didn't want to be punished by his father for failing.

Secondly, he didn't want them ruining his…relationship…with the angel.

This was going to be loads of fun…


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I know, it's so short, but right at the end, I suffered from writer's block. But no worries! I will be back again sometime this week with a longer chapter. oO;;

Exams start…like…next week…AHH! xDD!

But I shall prevail…or whatever…I'll get one of the archangels to make me pass…xP

Well, enjoy this chapter, and you know the drill, R&R!

Lots of love,

+t3h bl00