My Loving Tsubasa No Kami!
Disclaimer: i do not own Escaflowne, movie and series ( TTTT ) . . . and i refuse to say it again
I had always thought that my life was simple and plain. I lived like the Amish only with technology. My father and mother leave for work every morning. My little brother takes the bus to get to school and I walk with my friends. Every morning was the same. But as simple and plain my life was people never found me boring. After all I am just an average seventeen year old girl with only one life to live. I go to school; I talk with friends, and occasionally try to flirt with the boy I've fallen for.
Normal right? Yeah. Everything was just as normal as it could be . . . that is until a demon was discarded on my doorstep.
Chapter One: A pervert, a stranger, and a devoted lover.
Hitomi stared at the dark mess of clothes, feathers, and pale flesh lying on her doorstep.
'Is it dead? Maybe it's just some drunk or a bum with no home. Why the hell would anyone want to sleep here?'
Crouching down, Hitomi let her book bag hang in the front. She stretched a finger and poked at what she thought was the leg and waited. When nothing happened she suddenly realized that the figure resembled a big black dog. Only this stray had a pair of feathery wings.
'If it was a dog, I'd gladly take it in. But how do you explain those wings?' she thought as she touched the very tip of one wing. The figure suddenly shivered and shifted slightly to lift its face. She stared into the face of what looked like a diseased and sick boy. But upon closer examination she saw that he had soft yet fierce eyes with a pile of messy raven black hair that looked as if it hadn't been brushed in days. Not to mention he was pretty attractive.
". . . basa . . .," he mumbled.
"Are you okay?" Hitomi asked nonchalantly, after all he was on her doorstep.
". . . found . . . Tsubasa . . ."
"Well if you're okay then can you please leave or move. You're sitting in front of my front door and I want to go inside."
"I found you. My Tsubasa No Kami."
"Excu . . ."
The boy had pulled Hitomi closer until their lips could touch and suddenly kissed her with as much passion as if she had been his lover. Hitomi's mind blanked out for a few seconds before it finally registered what was happening to her. As she struggled to think of some way out, she felt something warm enter her mouth.
'WHAT THE . . . !'
Without thinking of anything, she bit down as hard as she could. What followed seemed like an unbearable cry of pain followed by another one as a book bag contacted with the boy's head. Then Hitomi pushed herself away from the stranger and fell backwards only to shout in high pitched screams of obscenities followed by verbal accusations of unwanted sexual attention.
"YOU . . . . YOU . . . PERVERT! LECHER!"
"But Tsubasa No Kami . . . Ow . . . ouch! Stop!" the boy cried as he was being battered by whatever Hitomi seemed to get her hands on.
"Go away! You sick, perverted, sexually harassing bastard!"
"If you'll only . . . augghhh!"
Hitomi continuously threw the closest inanimate objects she could find. But just as quickly as she picked up the next object, her hand seemed to stop in midair. Looking up she noticed a firm hand gripping her wrist while another seemed to find its way around her waist.
"Those objects really hurt my Tsubasa No Kami," the winged boy said smiling. She could feel his breath on her neck and every part of her seemed to suddenly shift into a cold sweat.
"Now that I have you . . . No! Stop! I . . ." But Hitomi had already slammed the door in his face and in despair the boy knelt with his hands upon the door as if it was his last attempt to try and touch Hitomi's skin. Hitomi knelt with her back to the door and panted heavily. Clutching her chest she couldn't seem to focus anymore.
'That . . . that was my first kiss,' thought Hitomi in disbelief as she drew her fingers up to her lips. Suddenly she broke into sobs as she realized that her first kiss was stolen from her. 'My first kiss was . . . now I can't . . . it was supposed to be with Allen!'
The boy listened as he could hear the girl crying on the other side of the door. His heart ached in pain at the thought of him not being there to comfort her. Tormented with emotions he suddenly realized that she must've been afraid of him. After all they hadn't seen each other in over 900 years. But because he had waited so long in search of her, he couldn't help but to kiss her when he first saw her or hold her in his arms. He needed the touch because he had ached for it for so long and not only that but his kind couldn't be alone, they needed another's warmth. Frustrated and depressed the boy tried to reason with the now silent Hitomi.
"Tsubasa No Kami? Please open the door." When there was no response he continued with his desperate attempt. "At least let me see you so that I can explain everything."
"Go away! There's nothing to explain you sick pervert."
"Please don't call me that. Forgive me for such behavior but I haven't seen you in so long that I couldn't help myself. Tsubasa No Kami please let me see you. I need to . . ."
Hitomi refused to move from where she was sitting and continued to listen to his desperate pleas. Even after being violated of her lips and even after being held without permission, she couldn't help but feel that maybe this person was telling the truth. At least his plead seemed to hold truth. When she couldn't hear anything Hitomi pressed her ear to the door. Suddenly she jumped back as she heard a loud thud and just as quickly as the sound came, it left and there was but silence again. Unlocking the door, Hitomi opened it just enough to peek out from the crack and saw nothing of the winged boy and became slightly relieved. Remembering that her book bag was still outside she opened the door all the way and let out a small yelp before falling back down to the floor. The boy was now sprawled, almost lifeless, across the doorstep. His wings lay limp and his clothes were even more disheveled than before. Instinctively Hitomi gave the body a small tap with her foot and when there was no response she quickly scrambled to get her book bag and get back inside. As she stepped halfway through the doorway she felt a sudden gentle touch on her ankle.
"Tsubasa . . . . I'm glad . . .," the boy stuttered with a sincere smile on his face before passing out again on her doorstep for the third time. Hitomi continued to stare at the boy debating on whether or not she should help him. Then throwing her book bag inside, she muttered several curses to herself.
'Damn it. Me and my righteous self conscience.'
From the trees, he stared fondly at his lover as she read to the village children. He chuckled to himself knowing that the children were not listening to the story but staring avidly at the woman who read to them. She truly was beautiful. Her eyes were filled with soft kindness and her smiles were more than enough to make even the saddest frown go away. Even when her long blonde hair was braided messily and clumsily, she still enraptured his heart.
She was cast from the gates of heaven and lived a life on earth as punishment. But even though she was expelled from heaven, her purity remained untainted. Her wings were still a pure white but the light that once shined from them had disappeared completely.
'I don't mind. It's better this way,' she always said with a smile. But on nights when everyone slept in their beds, she would walk out to the fields of red roses and stand until dawn. He always watched her in the fields. Only he saw the pained expression she wore on her face and only he sought to comfort her in secret.
"If it's all right, the children wish to play with you," she said drawing him back from his thoughts.
"Ah . . . well that is . . ." Staring at their eager faces, he smiled reluctantly. He didn't particularly enjoy spending his time with humans, especially not with the little brutes. Their "games" usually consisted of pulling on his wings and riding his back in turns. He hated it especially when they asked him to perform "magic tricks" using his powers. It always made him sleepy and tired. But in the end he always played with the children knowing that it made them happy. Flying down from the trees he gave his wings a good stretch.
"Thank you," she said to him with sincere and smiling eyes.
"Goddess . . ." He reached out to her but suddenly she seemed to fade. The peaceful image of children playing began to fade into the darkness as well. He stood in the dark without his precious light. The light that shined for him and smiled for him was now gone and he was left in nothing but darkness.
"Tsubasa No Kami . . . ."
"Tsubasa No Kami . . ." He slowly sat up and realized that he was no longer on the doorstep of his lover's house. Glancing around the room he saw many different objects.
'This must be her room,' he thought as he continued to look around the room.
"Oh. You're awake." Hitomi walked in with a tray of food and drink. She pulled a chair up next to the bed while setting the tray down onto her lap.
"Drink this," said Hitomi while handing him a glass of water. Gladly accepting the refreshment, the boy drank and handed the cup back to Hitomi who set it down next to the chair. While she prepared the food, he stared at her and felt tempted to just sweep her off her feet and take her with him by force. But he knew that that would not be such a good idea considering how she reacted to his kiss earlier in the afternoon so instead he tried calling her name.
"Tsubasa No Kami?"
"My name is Hitomi Kanzaki not . . . whatever it was that you said."
"I see." Hitomi lifted her head to look at the boy now occupying her bed and stared curiously. His words seemed to be filled with disappointment when she didn't recognize the name he kept calling. Feeling sorry for the winged boy and nervous due to the silence, she tried to start a small conversation.
"What does it mean?"
". . ."
"What you called me before. What does it mean?"
"You should already . . . it means 'Wing Goddess.' It was the name I gave you because at the time in your angelic form you truly looked like one."
"Uhh . . . okay. So I'm some sort of angel and you're like some kind of . . . demon?" He looked at her confused face with a soft smile and nodded. No matter what she did, she always appeared beautiful, cute even. He reached over slowly and took her hand in his. It was soft, like he remembered.
"I gave you that name when we first met. It was because you had said that you didn't have one. At the time I was captured by the sight of you and that name was the only thing that escaped my lips. I've waited for you my Tsubasa No Kami. For nine hundred years I've roamed the earth in search of you. Now that I've found you I can love again."
"Wow, nine hundred years? That's a pretty darn long time," Hitomi said with a smile as she pulled her hand out of his. 'That's it. This guy is definitely crazy. First thing after he blanks out again I'm dumping him back outside.'
"You don't believe me do you," he said with a sad smile.
"Well . . . . I'll believe you but I'll have also diagnosed you as crazy. I mean, how do you know? What if I'm not this so called 'Tsubasa No Kami?' I mean nine hundred years is a long time, who knows where this girl is. And the fact that I'm supposed to be some sort of heavenly being and you're supposed to be the spawn of hell is in fact a little questionable."
"It's you. I know it's you because you have the same soul; the very same soul that I loved over nine hundred years ago."
'Call me crazy but I think I'm starting to believe all this. It's weird. But his eyes, I feel like they're telling me the truth. Damn him and those eyes.' Hitomi let out a sigh and smiled to herself. In one day she had met a pervert, a stranger, and a devoted lover. The funniest thing was that he was all one person AND he was all hers.
"Okay first tell me your name. I'm sure even a demon has a name."
"My name is Van De Fanel and I am lord of the fifth realm."
"Okay Van. I still think you're weird, but give me some time and I think I'll get used to it." Half of her regretted saying that and the other half of her was speechless.
"My beautiful precious Tsubasa No Kami," he said as he leaned in and kissed her once more.
"AAaaahhh! You . . . I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU! YOU PERV! YOU SICKO! YOU . . . DEMON!" Once again, Hitomi began throwing anything she could find at Van starting with the food. But even though he was being treated so badly, all Van could do was smile because now he no longer had to wander alone in search of her. His lover was found and now he could love once more.
. . . at least that's what he hopes.
A/N: yay! it's my debut after hmm . . . a year of leaving i think. so in honor of my return i have given all you lovely readers the first chapter of a new installment! for all the old readers . . . forgive me for not updating on the other stories! i understand that there is no excuse for my procrastination and that i'm a very lazy person! UWAHHH! i honestly do hope to finish those one day but for now i'm a little braindead with the storyline for all of them. i've taken off two stories: Demon's Requital and Forever from My Dead Heart because they were only one chapter and i'm not sure if i want to continue them. but to those that reviewed it:
f-zelda (FfMDH and DR)
MirokuLover (FfMDH)
Wink57CS (DR)
Kyaa77(DR)
thanks so much for reviewing and encouragement to keep going. (but you just said that you were stopping ;;) but it is two in the morning and i've just finished this chapter so i'm quite pooped and my sight is dying and now i shall go to sleep. my dad keeps yelling at me to sleep earlier because i'm sick . . . but i just NEEDED to finish this chapter. my stubbornness is going to kill me one day hehe . . .