Title: Oh, for the love of…
By: Kibethan
Disclaimer:singing: I can tell that we are gonna be friends…:ends singing: Since we're friend's now, I don't own Gravitation. I should probably mention I'm not a member of The White Stripes either…
Summary: A guardian angel just short of losing his wings with nothing going for his favor. How, oh how is Yuki going to get himself out of this one? Especially when his colleagues and enemies have seemingly joined forces against him.
Half-warning: Okay, eventually the rating of this fanfic might be upped to "M", but it probably won't happen quite yet…but it might…
Chapter 2
The Other Side
He sat behind his desk, drumming his fingers together. This news, it was interesting. So Yuki had been given one last chance to pull his act together and if he didn't, he would become fallen.
When his spy had come down and reported that little particular piece of information, he had grown excited. If Yuki became fallen then he could finally get his hands on him.
He could do all those things that he'd always dreamed of doing to the angel. He would be able to do absolutely anything. His mind started to wander. He could picture Yuki lying on the bed beneath him, his robes open, his hair splayed around his face. A thin layer of sweat would be on his body, making him shine.
He felt his body begin to respond to the type of thoughts that he was having.
Tohma cackled; he would do everything in his power to make sure that Yuki failed and would become his.
Yuki sneezed, someone was quite obviously thinking about him. With an amused look, Yuki glanced at Shuichi. The boy was just sitting there, staring ahead, thinking about stuff. Yuki wished that he could get into his head and figure out exactly what he was planning to do. If he could, then he would be able to stop whatever it was that the boy was thinking about doing. It would have given him a heads up.
After Shuichi had tripped for about the hundredth time, Yuki had given up and flown back up to where he came from. After all, this Shuichi still might not be the Shuichi that he was supposed to be watching. This Shuichi's guardian angel could've just been on a coffee break. Yeah, that had to be it. There had to be tons of Shuichi's that just happened to be major klutzes.
Those had been his thoughts as he flew back to his home.
Besides, he was supposed to start the next day. Hiro would come to his house and if he weren't there, Hiro would think that he was trying to run away from his duties. Yuki had kept on feeding himself lies, trying to make himself feel less guilty over leaving a boy lying on the ground crying.
When Hiro had shown up the next day with a picture of the boy and where he was located, Yuki gave a slight scream. It matched. That thing that he had watched –and saved- the day before was going to be the exact one that he was going to be watching for the next 70-some odd years. The mere thought of keeping Shuichi out of trouble for that long made Yuki shudder.
His eyes had widened though, when he saw that there were special instructions written under the picture.
Must be under constant watch.
That had meant that there was no returning home at all for Yuki, except on extremely rare occasions. You see, with some people –the low risk people (the people Yuki usually got)- there are times when you can leave and go home, kind of like taking a vacation. With the high-risk people, though, they had to be under constant watch. And Shuichi was a high risk.
Great, just great.
Sure, Yuki had kind of figured out the fact that Shuichi was going to be a high risk person –I mean, another angel had almost quit after working with him. It hadn't exactly hit him, though, until he saw that little sentence.
And so that's where he was now, watching Shuichi. So far the boy had done nothing but sit at home and think, while sulking.
"I've got it!" Shuichi suddenly yelled, "The perfect idea!"
He didn't elaborate any further. Without grabbing his jacket, Shuichi stood up and walked out the door. A shocked Yuki followed behind. What could have been such a good idea? Not for the first time Yuki wished that Shuichi talked to himself more. All of a sudden Shuichi took off running, his idea obviously giving him adrenaline to move faster.
Eventually, Yuki became aware that the surroundings around them were becoming more and more shady. He tried to think of ways to get Shuichi to turn around, but at the moment he was coming up with blanks. Besides, he kind of wanted to see where Shuichi was going.
He became more and more aware though, that where Shuichi was going was becoming more and more shady. Just looking at all of the rundown houses and yards made him nervous –and he was a guardian angel.
Shuichi, though, seemed confident enough. He knew exactly what he was planning on doing, and he was going to do it no matter what. Finally, Shuichi started slowing down to catch his breath. Surprised, Yuki could hear Shuichi's heart start to speed up. Whatever was going to happen, was going to happen soon.
They came upon a group of people. They were people that if you came across them in a dark alley at night (like now!) you would run as fast as you could in the opposite direction. Shuichi, though, was walking towards them.
They looked scary. They were standing in a circle, doing something that was definitely illegal. More than one of the guys wore their hair in dreadlocks, and it didn't take a strong nose to notice that they were drinking and smoking as well.
Yet, Shuichi continued on walking towards them. Yuki finally decided that he needed to intervene. Enough was definitely enough; if events continued to unfold as they were happening, then someone, most likely Shuichi, was going to get hurt.
Yuki swooped down the scene and grabbed Shuichi's arm, pulling him back. Shuichi looked slightly confused, but dismissed it as the wind, and continued on walking.
The leader of the group then did something that Yuki did not want them to do. He acknowledged Shuichi's presence. It didn't seem like he had even noticed Shuichi until all of a sudden, all eyes of the group were on him, and the muttering that had been going on had stopped.
"What do you want, little man?" the leader of the group asked. Oh, Yuki did not like where this was going.
"Can I be your friend?" Shuichi asked the guy. The question was so out of place and unexpected that Yuki slammed anime style onto the ground. The leader of the group looked equally confused. This kid with pink hair and bright clothing was asking to be their friend.
He chuckled in a low, low, voice. Shuichi froze. The group slowly moved and formed a circle around him.
"Why do you want to be our friend, little man?" the guy asked. Shuichi directed his gaze towards the ground. Yuki could tell that he was terrified by the way he was shaking.
"B-b-b-because I don't have any friends," Shuichi stuttered out, "and I thought that since Taki's gang didn't want to be my friends, maybe you would be!" Shuichi gave a nod at the end of his speech.
All of the group members exchanged looks with each other and evil smiles spread on their faces.
But it was the leader of the group who spoke yet again. "You thought that since our rival gang didn't accept you, that we would? Why would we take something that even that slime didn't take? You must be worse than dirt," he started. "Not only that, but you went to them first, making it obvious that you didn't really want to be our friend. You wanted to be their's…"
Shuichi's eyes widened. All the members of the group took a step forward towards him.
"N-no!" Shuichi yelled, "I want to be your guy's friend!"
Yuki saw a knife glint in one of the group member's hands; he had had enough. If he didn't do something soon, then something quite bad was going to happen to Shuichi. He flew into the center of the circle with Shuichi and tried to push some of the characters back, to no avail.
He cursed and flew out of the circle as the whole group routinely took another step towards Shuichi. Grumbling, he withdrew his wings back into his back and stepped on the ground. Muttering a few words, he made it so that he could be seen.
Then he took a deep breath.
"HEY!" he yelled towards the group. Everyone turned to look at him in surprise, including Shuichi. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Not really to his surprise, the group uncircled themselves from around Shuichi and started advancing towards him. He sighed. Shuichi just continued standing there, in shock.
Yuki didn't really want to cause any trouble, but he needed to get Shuichi safely away from there. Fortunately, surprise was on his side and he started sprinting towards Shuichi. Shuichi was still standing there, his mouth gaping open.
Not having enough time to really come up with a plan, Yuki did the first thing that he could think of. He grabbed Shuichi's hand and started running, jerking the boy with him. Shuichi stumbled over his legs at first, but he slowly got his balance back and Yuki let go of his hand, trusting Shuichi to come running with him.
The group members gave chase for a couple of blocks before deciding that it wasn't really worth it; their time could be better spent doing drugs.
When Yuki was absolutely sure that nobody was chasing them anymore, he slowed down. Shuichi collapsed onto the ground, trying to get his breath back.
"And what the hell were you doing?" Yuki asked him, loudly. "I was watching the whole time! What are you playing at, walking up to that sort?"
Shuichi just stayed on the ground, still breathing heavily. Yuki stopped his interrogation and just stood there, watching Shuichi with a scowl on his face.
"I-I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," Shuichi finally got out. Tears started leaking from his eyes and Yuki couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for him. He crouched down.
"Are you all right?" he asked Shuichi with masked concern.
"I -hic- I just wanted -hic- to have –hic- friends! Why is that such a bad thing?" By now, tears were just pouring down his face. Yuki was at a loss for what to do. Who knew what Shuichi would do in this state?
"Where do you live?" Yuki asked Shuichi, feigning like he didn't know. "I'm going to walk you home. Gotta make sure that those bad people don't come after you again." Yuki offered Shuichi his hand.
Shuichi looked at it for a while before deciding to take it. Yuki pulled Shuichi up onto his feet and looked at Shuichi expectantly, waiting for him to lead the way home. Even though he knew, of course, that to get to Shuichi's house to took a left at the first stop light.
But to Yuki's surprise, Shuichi didn't go left; he went right. Yuki almost yelled out and told him he was going the wrong way before he remembered that he "didn't know" where Shuichi lived. Sighing, he followed Shuichi as he led him the long way to his house, wondering why he was doing it the whole time.
"Just a little bit further," Shuichi told him. "Oh look! There it is!" And sure enough, there it was. They walked up to the front porch. "Thank you for walking me home. What's your name, by the way?"
"My name is Yuki."
"Will I ever see you again, Yuki-san?" Shuichi asked, expectantly. He seemed a bit nervous, though Yuki wasn't exactly sure why.
"With any luck, nope," Yuki replied. He watched as sadness flew over the boys face. Shuichi wheeled around and walked inside, slamming the door behind him. Yuki was confused. It was the truth. If they had any luck, Shuichi wouldn't get into any trouble and Yuki wouldn't have to become visible because he wouldn't have to save him. It made perfect sense.
"So, why the hell did he look so upset?" Yuki muttered questioningly to himself.
End Chapter 2
Okay, I'll admit it. This story is, for lack of a better trite expression, going to be put on the backburner for a while. That means that, occasionally, I will update it, but expect more updates for Blindsided first because, simply put, I've been writing Blindsided for a long time and want to get it finished.
Oh, things are starting to heat up in this story! We're going to have a little reintroduction of our favored angels from the beginning. Just what are they going to be planning to do to poor Shuichi-chan?
Only Yuki'll be able to save him! That is, of course, if his mind isn't so wrapped around why Shuichi seemed so damn sad.
Onto a review of reviews:
Cheley: Congrats on being the first reviewer! I'm so glad that you liked this story, PyrokineticFeral: Awww…poor Yuki-kun, getting his wings chopped off. That would hurt so bad…, clari chan: Yay! I'm so glad that you liked it! Sorry for taking such a long time to update, shuxyuki: They tie one end around a door and another around his or her neck. Yeah, supposedly, I still think his girlfriend killed him…that's how Hide died, by the way, Shlandria: I'm glad that you liked it, Lain: Creative is fun, ne? I try to come up with good ideas. That reminds me, I have yet another idea for YET another story. Maybe I'll post it later in my bio, robuddi: Yep. Poor Hiro is in heaven (does that really make him poor though? Seems lucky to me…), rebelyell59: Woot! I'm so gad that you like it, Shuuichi-chan: Yay! I feel so loved, lemur130: heheheheheehe, you should feel sorry for both of them, actually. Poor Yuki…, Aizawa Sakura: Yay! I'm so glad that you like it, Elements: I always look forward to talking to you, dude! It's awesome, Shirubaa Kitsune: I have been, I have been. It's been SO long since I updated my fic, Syaoran is kawaii: Oh that's right! I gave people a preview! I hope it lived up to your expectations…I hope they weren't too high, ddz008: Perhaps they keep him because he used to be good, but lately he's gotten lazy? I dunno, I haven't decided why yet.
And that's it! Not having as many reviews means that I can write longer responses to each review I get! However…I do like reviews…
…they are Heather's (me!) happy power! So PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review. My general rule is about 1 review for every 10 people who view it. So PLEASE, if you read it, review it!
Thank you so much!
Kibethan
