My Guardian Angel II: Runaway Angel

--By SunFireVixen--

Vixen: I'm sorry for the super late update, but now that i'm getting used to high school, I found some time to write a small chapter.

It's a pretty much useless chapter, but hopefully this will entertain you while I work on the next chapter! -nervous grin-

I'll update somewhere late next week.

Chapter 10: Punishment

"No...!"

Sincerity escaped from his touch, and backed into the other wall. Kai seemed slightly hurt, and Sincerity seemed to notice this.

"I-I mean…I'm not sick! I am fine… I don't feel sick at… at all…" she trailed away, not actually feeling very healthy at all. Her face was slightly red, and Kai stared at her, a confused expression displayed on his face.

He scratched the back of his head, and muttered, "Okay. But… are you hungry…?" he said, a sad smile curving his lips. Sincerity frantically shook her head no, moving to the door, leaning carefully against the wall.

"I-It's okay…I'm-I'm not so hungry-" she broke into a sprint, and the windows shook as she slammed Kai's room's door shut.

Kai peeked from the corner, and stared at the door separating them. He turned back to his pancakes, but a new aroma arose, and its bad scent found its way to his nose.

"My pancakes-!"

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Sincerity stared down at her feet as she hugged her knees, her back against the wall.

'I shouldn't have yelled… Now I probably hurt his feelings…'

She buried her head in her nightgown, and what surprised her is that she felt a wet substance escape from her eyes.

She looked up, and touched the salty stuff.

'What…what are these? A-am I bleeding…?'

She quickly wiped her tears with her nightgown sleeve, afraid of them hurting her in any way.

'This isn't blood-! Then… why would they appear?'

The tears stopped, and the tears dried up.

'Did they appear as a punishment…because I hurt Kai? Is this what I will receive when I hurt somebody?

Or could it be the form of a feeling in an action?

Is it because I feel bad for hurting Kai? …And it hurts me too?'

Sincerity stood up, undecided. Should she face Kai, whom she was embarrassed for a reason she did not know and apologize… or stay in the security of Kai's room, and fear the return of the wet stuff?

The pressure made her dizzy: If she stayed here, the tears would come, and Kai and Sincerity would both be miserable. If she went and apologized, they would both be happy- but how, if Sincerity can hardly manage to look into his eyes?

'Option 2 is not so hard… just say it, and run away!

But… then… he might think I did not mean it…

Sincerity grabbed the doorknob, and took a deep breath as she opened the door.

Her face automatically reddened, as Kai was there, holding a plate of pancakes, his hand poised ready to knock. His mouth was in the shape of a small 'o'.

He smiled, and Sincerity thought that she would fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Hey, are you sure you aren't hungry? I thought that maybe… we could eat this together!" he said, and she stood as stiff as a board, her face a deep tomato-red.

"I…umm- I-"

"Great!" He took her hand, and led her into the living room. Kai sat on the couch, making her plop into the seat next to his. He placed the plate in between them, grabbed a fork, and immediately started to eat.

Sincerity stared down at the plate, and grabbed a fork. She turned to Kai, who had pinned a pancake with the fork, and started to cut it with the knife. He dipped the piece he had separated from the rest into thick golden-brown syrup.

He was about to place it into his mouth when he found that Sincerity had been staring at him the whole time.

"What's wrong?" he asked, and set the fork down.

She switched her stare to her fork. She felt her eyes water, and before she could cover her eyes, tears fell.

"Whoa- what's wrong?" Kai moved the plate to the table next to the couch, and moved closer to wrap his arms around Sincerity.

She opened her mouth to apologize, but they would not form the words. Her tears kept traveling down her cheeks, and finally she tasted one of the drops.

She closed her mouth, and tasted the sweet and salty tear. Her tears seemed to stop as she leaned into Kai.

"Tell me what's wrong, Sincerity…" Kai moved his hands under her head on her neck and gently made her look up at him.

Her eyes were red and puffy, and so was her nose. Kai gazed deep into her eyes, and mere seconds later, a scarlet blush overtook her face. She tried to move away from him, but he quickly slid one of his arms around her waist, and she could not escape.

He took her chin, and as he inched closer, her blush intensified. "Why have you been avoiding me today?"

"I…I…"

His amethyst eyes seemed to glue her to the spot. They wouldn't let go, and she felt no need to flee…

She did not notice when his warm lips made contact with her own. Her eyes fluttered close as she gave into his kiss. Kai found her hand, and he let his hand intertwine with hers as his embrace pulled her closer.

When their kiss came to halt, Sincerity finally met his eyes without embarrassment. She hugged him tightly, and buried her face into his shirt. He returned the embrace, and let his hand pass through her light brown hair. He leaned down to kiss at her forehead, when he found that she had begun crying again.

His forehead pressed against hers, he looked into her eyes.

"I'm… Kai- I'm… I'm sorry…" she said between hiccups.

"…For what?"

She looked up at him. "For yelling at you…"

He smiled as he lifted a hand to wipe her tears. "It's okay…"

A small smile formed, and she tackle-hugged him.

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Claude felt the shuffling of covers, and he straightened. Mika's head popped out of the brown blanket. She let out a cute yawn, and Claude stared down at her as she rubbed her eyes.

"Good morning," he said, and she smiled.

"Good morning… did you sleep well?" Mika asked a smile on her face.

"I looked after you all night-"

"What?" Mika asked, worry in her voice.

"I looked after you all-"

"Why didn't you sleep- you need your energy!" Mika exclaimed.

"I do not need sleep. I gain energy differently," he said, in a bored tone.

"How...?" Mika asked, curious.

"Either from the sun, the moon, or by the love we receive. Now stop with the questions and let's get you some food," he said, irritated. Mika nodded, and Claude gently removed her from his lap.

They stood, and Claude noticed she was much shorter than he was, at least by a foot.

"Where are you…?" she asked, fear in her voice. Claude reached for her hand, and she smiled.

Her hand was warm, even though the air was freezing. Her skin was soft, and her fingertips were light pink.

She wrapped her brown blanket tighter around her shoulders with her other hand, and he asked, in a soft voice, "You don't have a home?"

She turned her head towards the ground. "..No."

"Where do you go to get food?"

"I can't travel much anymore… so others give me some of their food," she mumbled, her grip on his hand loosening.

"Do you know where they get it?"

"They… they steal."

Claude stared down at the floor. He had no money and he did not have any kind of power to make food out of thin air…

What now?

I have to take care of this child now…she is my responsibility.

I cannot believe I dragged myself into this.

He sighed, and went into deep thought.

I cannot steal… I cannot make food… She needs to eat someway…

Maybe I can ask for food…

NO.

What about… that angel… she has a human… he can cook food…

Begging it is.

Suddenly, Mika collapsed, and Claude stooped his thinking. He lifted her, and her eyes opened halfway.

"You haven't eaten in days, have you?"

"Well… everyone says… every man to himself…and that applies to girls too-"

Claude growled in anger, and his wings opened and he took off, in the direction of the angel's location.