A/N: Yes, an extremely delayed chapter --crickets chirping-- O.o! Kinda short as well, ne…

Btw, thank you for reading so far, and a zillion thank you's to reviewers! --distributes caramel almond cookies to reviewers!-- XD Spread da lurve ppl! ;0) spread da much luvin' SanoKen! XD
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An angel had just barged into his home and mercilessly thrown itself at him at 3 a.m. in the morning. He would've laughed his ass off if it was merely a teasing dream. But no, it was real alright—a friggin' freaked-the-hell-outta-you real that perplexed one on whether to just laugh stupidly or tojust act stupid by the haste of the current situation. Or maybe he was going nuts—or plain stupid. --1--

Now he had an angel lying on his bed. And a very drenched angel at that. On the second thought, the situation wasn't too bad at all. He smirked at his own thinking.

Taking a dry towel, he began wiping gently across the angel's forehead, down to its right cheek and to its visible collarbone. He couldn't stop staring at the sleeping angel; it was too-- beautiful. Rosy petite lips puffed out small breaths of air as it slept peacefully in a deep slumber. Flowing red hair, though matted; stood out like blood on his white pillow. Mesmerizing. He shook his head. Okay, reality check! For one thing, this-- person definitely wasn't an angel. Angels never exist.

A girl? Very much likely, but as his eyes trailed down to the person's chest, he wondered how a girl's chest could be so damn-- flat. He was aware of flat-chested girls but this? Ridiculous. A guy? He stared harder at the person's face. Too darn beautiful to be a male. He sighed and scratched his head.

Fine, there's only one thing to find out...Oh hell...

Staring at the person's torn and tattered black oversized shirt, he mused over what exactly, had happened to this poor being. With shaky hands, he slowly began unbuttoning the shirt one by one.

Why the fuck am I shaking...?

Done. Now what? He closed his eyes tight as he ever so slowly-- removed the shirt open. If this person was a girl, he would just going to take a peek. Nothing wrong, right? He felt so fucking dense right then. He was squeezing his eyes shut as if the body would go kaboom after he completely peeled the damn shirt off.

And so-- nothing happened. He opened an eye. And then both went wide-- awestruck. One look said it all; the person was in definite a male, but he was beyond captivated by how beautiful the person's body was. Creamy white and flawless-- the guy was indeed perfect, too perfect. Hell, even a straight guy could fall for this stunning creature. Which something he's not-- not entirely. He couldn't care less about which gender he would prefer; he had long enough realise that he was attracted to both sex. He was fine with it, and so was his brother, which he couldn't be more thankful enough.

He shook his head yet again-- he's been doing a lot of head-shaking lately and it was making him slightly light-headed. Whatever shit he took earlier on; it was beginning to form miracles just about then. Feeling woozy, he rested his temple on his left hand and without noticing; continued staring at the sleeping beauty.

He sighed. Never in his life had he seen such perfectly flawless creature; male or female. He gently ran his fingers through the bloody red hair and pushed aside a few locks of crimson that was over his sleeping face. His face was much nearer now; he could smell an enticing scent of rain, sweat and faint lavender which drawn him even closer, until his nose nearly touched the smooth, milk-white cheek.

--Kiss him... --

Reality hit him yet again and he stopped himself.

Am I nuts? What the hell am I doin'?

--But he's sound asleep…He wouldn't even notice a thing…--

He backed a bit; his battle with hisego was just the beginning.

Fuckin' hell, he'll wake up and probably strangle me for all it's worth…

--Just a small kiss…You don't get a gorgeous angel lying on your bed everyday…--

A small kiss…

He moved forward again, and before his mind screamed for him to stop-- he placed his trembling lips in the most softest kiss against the angel's delicate ones. God, the wonderful taste and texture of the petite mouth enthralled him to the tips of his toes; the soft sweetness and intensity quickened his blood flow in an abrupt rush to his head—spellbounded that he was; a sudden rush of unexpected euphoria that he began to quiver feverishly.

He couldn't seem to stop himself with just a small kiss. He wanted more, so much more… He deepened the kiss by fully covering his mouth over those enchanting lips, cupping the angel's face and devouring hungrily on the sweet ecstasy he suddenly ache with uncontainable desire.

If only sweetness could last forever.

In a split second--before his mind could enter what happened next--before he could even catch his breath—he was staring right into an intense pair of icy blue orbs; his neck was grabbed hard and he felt a sharp blade pressing into his throat. Completely shocked, he didn't realise a small trail of blood oozing from the blade almost cutting through his wind pipe.

"What in the world do you think you are doing?"

The now not-so-angelic being growled dangerously low.

Oh…fuck.

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A/N: Too short? Too stretched? Too overly-dramatic? Too slow? Don't seem to have any plot at all? Don't seem to be making much sense? No action? No --place required word here--?

Exactly. Tell me about it. XP

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Okay, I'll give you a break. --gives KitKats to readers-- -.-!

Review or whatever. Gomen for any mistakes! XD

PEACE TO DA WORLD! --bounces off--

P.S: --1-- I couldn't help it. I lurve stupid humour XD