Disclaimer: Do I look Japanese? No? Then no - I don't own Angel Sanctuary.

"Blah" Speaking
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Chapter 1 – The Beginning

Two months later…

Setsuna sighed deeply as he closed the door. Another days work done.. It wasn't the work of his dreams, but it did pay the rent and they lived a comfortable life on his salary. Speaking of things of his dreams...
"Angel, I'm home!" He frowned when he didn't get an answer.
"Sara?" This time he heard a muffled sound from the bedroom.
"Setsuna…" a weak voice called from inside.
As he walked into the room he saw Sara laying on the bed, curled up as a ball.
"Sara, how are you feeling?" he asked worriedly.
At first she just groaned then, with a frail voice answered: "I'm not feeling well at all... I've been throwing up most of the day... I think I've got the flu or something.
"Poor thing..." Setsuna put his bag in a corner of the room and crawled down into bed with her – holding her in a tight embrace and softly stroking her beautiful hair, just like when they were kids.
Sara snuggled into his arms, making little, whimpering noises.
"Onii-chan..."
Setsuna jerked back a little. "Sara! I told you never to call me that again!" Anger started to fill his voice.
Although his sister didn't hear him anymore – she had fallen into a deep sleep.
He sighed deeply. She's right though... No matter how much we deny it, we're still brother and sister…With a smirk he let his eyes wander over her. But I don't care – no matter how much the world is against us, I still love her. Always have and always will".
Still smiling, he kissed her lightly on her temple and fell into a light slumber.

The first thing that came into Setsunas mind when he woke an hour later was that somebody had to be hung overor something. He'd never heard anybody feeling so bad; it sounded like somebody was spilling his or her guts out.
Still sleepy it took a couple of seconds for him to notice that Sara wasn't beside him in the bed anymore.
About a minute later Sara came stumbling back, looking very pale. She sat on the bed and suddenly there was a new light in her eyes.
"I think that's the last... Finally!" she sighed relieved. "Maybe now I at last can eat something.
"You mean that you haven't eaten anything at all today?" he asked worriedly, but relieved that she's feeling better now.
She looked a bit guilty. "Ehm... No?" A sweet smile shone her face up and found it's way right into his heart.
"You know I can't resist that smile, you little cheater."
Sara hugged him tightly. "I know, but admit it – you love it!"
"No, I love you, said Setsuna and kissed her.
"You smooth talker..."
"You know you love it." He teased her back with a grin on his youthful face.
"That's not the point!"
The siblings continued their bickering during the dinner.

As they sat down in the sofa just to relax afterwards, Sara suddenly sighed and turned to Setsuna with a bright smile.
Setsuna frowned a bit and put his arm around her waist. "What is it?"
She smiled again and gave him a passionate kiss. "Nothing special. I just thought about all we've been through to be here and how happy I am that we're finally together."
"Yeah, me too."
They embraced each other passionately and made their way back into the bedroom.
Later that night Setsuna let his eyes wander over his loved ones beautiful face.
"God, she's beautiful! I can't believe all we've been through, just to be together."
The golden haired boy let his mind wander back…

(Setsunas POV)
It's really amazing that we've made it this far... I can still remember how it felt when mom walked in on me kissing Sara. The disgust, the hate and the enormous sadness in her face, but most of all it was the disgust that got to me. She never did understand, did she? Understand that from the first day that I saw Sara, when I looked into those baby blue eyes, I've loved her and she's loved me. It isn't something that we came up with and thought, "Hey, this might be fun to try out!". We fought against it from day one, but mom never saw that… She just saw something that, in her eyes, was disgusting and terribly wrong. Mom never did love me… I was too different, to strange, for her to love. When she saw that her children started to love each other in a way that wasn't ´normal´, it was the last drop – she deliberately kept us apart from each other. Although I cannot blame her for having problems with loving me, it isn't after all everyday that you give birth to a reincarnated angel. Even though our mother didn't know that, she instinctively knew that something wasn't right with me: Me, the reincarnated organic angel Alexiel – angel of war. Did I mention that it was a female angel? That was just the beginning of my problems. Alexiel loved one man more than anything: Her twin brother Rosiel (is it just me or is there a pattern here?), a brother that wanted Alexiel to come back and therefore was after me. One of his minions saw that Rosiel was jealous of Sara and me and came to the conclusion that if she killed me, her master would be happy again. Foolish girl... It was when Kirie, as the girl was called, tried to kill me that Sara stepped in front of me and took the blast for me. It was then that Sara died… It still hurts, even though she's sleeping soundly right beside me right now. I swallow hard when I think of all the trouble we had to go through to be where we are today.

I could hardly believe my eyes and ears when I first saw Adam Kadamon, when he stopped time and told me that there was a chance for me to save my beloved. After that, my long, long journey began. My first trip went to Hades to retrieve Sara's soul, a soul that had already been collected, me being woken up in Alexiel's body because of some clumsy demon, me returning to my own body after help from Raphael, me reluctantly being declared Messiah and last but not least: My journeys back and forth from heaven and hell. Literally. Let us not forget what my poor Sara went through: First she died, then her soul wassmuggled into heaven, then she woke up in the angel Gabriel's body – although she still only had her own, Sara Mudou's memories – then she was kidnapped by one after the other and temporarily brainwashed. So much for a normal life together…

But speaking of hell, I wonder how Kurai is doing? Poor girl that just had to fall for the one guy she never could have – me. Sometimes I really wish that Voice hadn't been killed, I know that he really loved her and maybe she could've grown to love him too…

Bah! It's useless to ponder about things you cannot change. Like the baby…

When I saw the foetus in the little jar, with Sara's then still dead body in the background, it felt like my heart would break right there and then. Through my mental linking with Rosiel, I saw the enormous grief in Sara's/Gabriel's eyes and wanted nothing more than to be there with her, hold her and cry with her.
Our child… No matter how much other people would've felt like that was wrong, it felt so damn right: A living being, made out of the love between Sara and I. At least it would have been if Sara hadn't been killed and Raphael dissected her body…

It wasn't until a long time after that, that we learned that there never was a child – Raphael lied, he never even dissected her. A part of me was relieved: We hadn't been the reason for our child to never be granted the gift of life. But at the same time, a part of me was sad – if there had been a baby, it would've been a proof of our love, a part of us both.
I wonder how mom would've reacted. I laugh bitterly. She probably would scream at us how wrong it was and that we would end up in hell if we didn't stop our foolishness right that minute. Little does she know that 1: ´Hell´ isn't all that bad – we could visit Kurai more often then – and 2: We're not going to end up there anyway. ´God´ loves all of us, even the worst of sinners (which, in moms eyes, I and Sara are).
Would mom even have considered the baby as her grandchild, or would she just see it as another creature – another abomination?

I look at my own little angel once again.How could something that is born out of love be wrong? I smile as I stroke away a strand of hair that has found its way to her cheek and she snuggles into my hand.God, how much I love her! I will love her till the day I die. I kiss her carefully on her lips and lay down to sleep with a happy smile on my face.


AN: I would like to thank my friend Cerridwene for being my beta reader. Couldn't do this without you – but stop pulling me deeper down in the world of anime addiction! grins
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