Chapter 2

Syaoran's POV

I must've jumped six feet into the air when I heard a quiet voice murmur into my ear. I was shocked as I quickly spun around, eyes darting from side to side but still managing to keep my face blank.

"Where are you? Who are you? Tell me!" I winced inwardly as the words left my mouth. That sounded so lame! Gentle laughter suddenly filled the clearing. The sound seemed to come from somewhere in front of me but I still didn't see anyone.

"I'm sorry, I must have startled you. No wait, I take that back, I'm still startling you aren't I?"

Tensed, I tried to pinpoint the location of the soft lilting voice when I had a revelation. What if this person wasn't a regular person? Like me? Nervously I spoke into the air.

"Are you….invisible?"

"Bingo! Well, almost bingo. Actually, I'm currently insubstantial."

I frowned. What did she mean? And was this really the girl I had heard sobbing and come after? Because this person sounded so……..perky! There was no other word for it or at least none came to mind. I assumed she was a girl because I highly doubted a guy's voice would sound like that.

"Are you the girl who was sobbing?" There was a long silence after that question and I was starting to wonder if she had left when I heard her voice again, this time laced with sorrow and pain.

"Yes. The person you heard was me."

? POV

For some reason, I found myself wanting to talk to this person. It had been so long since I had had someone to talk to. In fact, he was the first person I had ever spoken ever since I became what I am. Then out of the blue, he asked me if I had been the one crying. Stunned, I just stared at him for a moment. So he had heard me… Remembering why I had been crying, I fell silent, overcome by sorrow once again. When he started to get uneasy, I spoke up.

"Yes. The person you heard was me." I paused and went on. "I was remembering some….unpleasant memories when you stumbled across me. I don't cry often, I was just…frustrated."

He nodded in acceptance of my explanation and then frowned. As he opened his mouth again, I knew what he was going to say next.

"What are you? Why can't I see you?"

I smiled sadly even thought I knew he wouldn't be able to see it. Thinking about how I had come to be this way, I struggled to find the right words to explain what I was. Parting my mouth I slowly began to speak.

"I'm not just a human but…..I'm not completely sure myself about what I am. I used to be a normal girl but now……..if I'm anything, I'd say I'm the wind." The winged male looked in my direction with a confused expression on his face.

"What do you mean? Wind isn't a living thing but you're living…….aren't you? Do you mean you're a wind spirit?" I shook my head.

"No, what I mean is….okay, let me try to explain. You can't see me but if you could, you'd see a normal sixteen-year old girl. My form is made up of wind." The boy looked puzzled.

"Maybe this will help you imagine it better. Picture a hollow glass figurine of a person. Now, imagine that the figurine is filled with wind. The glass holds the wind in the shape of the figurine but imagine that the glass is gone but the wind still keeps the form of the figurine. That's what my form looks like."

His eyes widened in understanding. Suddenly deciding to be bold, I went up to him until we were almost touching.

"Do you feel a breeze or anything right now?" I inquired. He shook his head no. "Well, I'm right in front of you and I'm really close. Plus I'm made of wind so you would expect to feel a breeze from me, right? But you don't. You don't because the wind that makes up me is concentrated into my form so breezes don't escape from me or anything like that. Now, if I go like this though," and here I lifted my hand and gently stroked his left wing, "you feel the wind, right?"

Syaoran's POV

"…now, if I go like this though, you feel the wind, right?" As the person said that, I felt a slight gust of wind ruffle the edges of my left wing. Instantly, so fast it was almost a reflex, I jerked my wings back and hid them behind me, flattened tight against my shoulder blades. I stared at the area in front of me. No one had touched me for so long; I didn't know how to react. After an awkward silence, meekly the person spoke up.

"I'm sorry; I didn't know that that would disturb you so much. I had only wanted to show you what I was. Please forgive me."

I nodded, my racing thoughts slowing down. Suddenly, the person asked me a question.

"I did my best to answer your question as to what I am so I was wondering if you could tell me what you were. Your wings give me the impression that you are no mere stranger either." Nodding my head again, I replied.

"You're right; I'm not a human either. I am an…….angel." As I listened, the girl gave a gasp of wonder.

"An angel? Really? I can't believe it, I'm talking to a real live angel!" Her childish voice had an innocent awe in it. I laughed bitterly, a grim smile on my face.

"What?"

"I'm not as wonderful as you think. I said I'm an angel but I didn't tell you all of it. I'm not just a regular angel, I'm a fallen one. As in I did something that got me kicked out of Heaven. As in I did something horrible." Looking down at my feet, I waited for her reaction. I was sure I knew what it would be. Shock, horror, and repulsion. After all, you had to have done something truly sinful to become banished from Heaven. It was the all holy wonderful place.

When I had first come to earth, I had met a mortal on the fringes of the forest. She had been in awe of me but once she learned that I had fallen, she quickly had become horrified and disgusted. The look she had given me made me feel very small and dirty. It had hurt me deeply for until that moment, we had been getting along alright. Ever since, I had never opened up to anyone ever again. That was one of the reasons I lived in solitude. Suddenly, I felt warm air envelop me, jarring me away from my thoughts.

"I'm sorry." I stared dumbfounded in front of me. Was this girl hugging me? Why wasn't she rejecting me? In my surprised state, I asked, "What for? Why are you sorry?" Her answer stupefied me.

"I'm sorry because you got kicked out, it must have been hard on you." I stared at her. She was sorry for something that wasn't even her own fault?

"Why are you hugging me? Why aren't you turning away? Doesn't the fact that I'm a fallen angel disturb you?" I placed emphasis on the word fallen. I felt the warm breeze swish side to side and realized she must be shaking her head.

"No because you seem really nice to me and everyone deserves a second chance, right? It doesn't matter if you're a fallen angel because to me, right now you're just a lonely boy in need of a hug." My mind swirled. She….wasn't rejecting me? She didn't care? At that moment, I knew I had found what I had been searching for subconsciously all these years. Acceptance. And I had found it in this girl who I couldn't even see! Just then, I realized that I didn't even now her name.

"Err…..thank you," I said awkwardly and the breeze lifted as she stepped back. "It means a lot to me that….that you….accept me for who I am and…well I can't explain it but-"The girl placed a finger on my lips, cutting me off.

"It's okay; I know what you're trying to say. And I was wondering, now that we know what each of us are, could you tell me your name?"

"I'm….Syaoran. Syaoran, former Celstial Angel, now Fallen Angel." Trying to lighten the mood, I saluted. She giggled and replied.

"I'm Sakura, former sixteen-year old girl, now a…..wind something." I smiled, thinking of her name in my head. Sakura. That sounded nice. Suddenly I noticed how late it was getting.

"I'm sorry but it's getting late, I should leave. Perhaps I'll see….no, hear you around." I looked towards the area I thought she was at. "Good-bye." Spreading my wings, I prepared to fly. Softly, Sakura spoke.

"Good-night Syaoran, fly safely." Nodding, I launched myself into the air and flew away. The wind against my skin reminded me of Sakura.

Sakura's POV

As I watched, Syaoran flew off. Syaoran. I smiled to myself.

"I guess I made a new friend today…"

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Thank you all the people who reviewed! They really motivated me. I tried to make this chapter longer but I'm not really good at long chapters but hopefully I'll improve. This is about four pages on Word. Remember, review, review, and review!