A/N: Chapter four is up. I want to say thanks again to all who have reviewed. It makes me happy to know people actually like the story and I'm not talking to myself like I usually do. Oh, and in the last chapter when I said Brooke choose various shades of a blue and some white, I was talking about angel armor. My time was running up fast so I was really pressured to finish it. This chapter will be longer because I want it to. coughs so yes, here is chapter four. Kura and Hirobi!
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"Brooke hold up!" Aimee called after her sister. Brooke had run out of the car as fast as she had at Piffle Princess, if not faster, and was already inside the house. Maple, who had arrived a couple of days ago, bounded up to her.
"Brooke Kita Miyoko!" Her mother scolded from outside the door. Brooke groaned and set her bag down near the door, that way it was easy to get to, but not in the way of getting trampled. Brooke petted Maple and then opened the door. She reluctantly went back outside and went over to the car.
"Thank you." Her mother said sternly. She gave Brooke a couple of bags and she went inside to put them in the living room floor. After a couple trips and chasing Cobey so he didn't run into the street, she finally got her bag again and she and Aimee went into her room. Brooke's room now had her bed and desk and a new lamp her parents bought her before they had left Europe. Some posters were already up, and the wall also held some of her drawings.
Brooke and Aimee sat across from each other on the wooden floor. They first took out the box and then the angel egg. Aimee took the instructions from the front of the egg and read them aloud so Brooke could hear.
"Congratulations on getting your new angel egg. To start you creation process please drain the shock-absorbent fluids out of the egg. Please do this over a sink or tub. Do not ingest. After draining rinse your angel in lukewarm water until clean. Finally dry your angel with a towel and use your new computer for further instructions. Okay then, let's use your bathroom. It'll be easier than going to the other one."
Brooke wanted to say Duh, but she knew this was not the time. She happily followed her sister into her bathroom and positioned herself over the tub. Aimee was over the sink. Brooke found the crack in the egg and carefully opened it. The blue water substance came rushing out and Brooke tried not to get any on herself. She kept it partly closed so the angel wouldn't fall out. She heard the sound of Aimee doing the same in the sink.
When the fluids had finished draining Brooke gently took her angel out of the egg, some of the residue got on her but once she put the angel under the water it came right off. She put her other hand under the water flow to help it along faster. After half a minute she turned off the water and checked for any more signs of blue. She didn't see any so she grabbed a towel from above the tub and dried off her angel. She stole a glance over at her sister to see that she was done too. They trailed back out into Brooke's room and got their computers, Aimee's was a dark green. They sat opposite of each other and opened up the computers. Brooke pressed the on button and the screen flickered on. Another message appeared. She looked up to see if Aimee wanted her to read it aloud, but she had her own computer on and was reading it herself. Brooke read the message again.
"Step two of creating your new angel: Please take out the skin you have chosen for your angel. Place it on your angel and press the right arrow button to continue." It read. Brooke searched through the packages for the skin. She found it and took it out of the package. It looked like a small doll without any stuffing. Brooke gently worked it onto the angel and it looked much better, like a little person. She pressed the arrow button on the computer and a new screen appeared.
"Step Three: Now that the skin is applied select your hairpiece. You may now style it however you like to make your angel unique. Press the right arrow to continue." Brooke found the tiny box that held the hair. Brooke opened it and then looked at the perfect sky blue hair. She went over to her desk and took two hair scissors. She gave the black pair to Aimee, who was at the same part she was. Brooke thought for a second more and then began to snip carefully. She wanted this to be perfect no matter what. The cutting didn't take her long so she pressed the arrow.
"Now place it on your angel's head. If the style is not how you like it, this is the time to change it. Press the right arrow to continue." Brooke picked up the angel and put the hair on her. She took the blue silk ribbon from her hair and took off the perfect rectangular from it. She twisted her angel's hair and in the end tied it with the blue ribbon. She held it out at a distance and was very pleased. The thick blue hair was now transformed. She had now cut it two layers of hair. The top layer went just under the angel's ears, and pointy at the ends. The under layer was left undone till the end of the top layer. Then Brooke had braided the rest until she had gotten close to the end. That was where she had tied it with the ribbon, which ended at the waist. The end of the hair ended at the middle of the back. Brooke pressed the arrow. The computer made a small whirring sound and another screen came up.
"Step Four: This step will take the longest to create your angel. Take out your selected angel cloth and create the clothes your angel will wear. Press the right arrow button now and the computer will go in a standby mode. When you are ready to continue press the right arrow button to continue." Brooke read this one slowly, and then took out her packages of cloth. She went back to her desk and took the sewing basket off of the top. She placed it in the middle of them. She took the shade of blue the matched her angel's hair color. Brooke opened it and took out the role of cloth. To her surprise a long cord fell out also with a note stuck to it. Brooke pulled it off.
"This is your angel's angel cord. This is what connects you and your angel in battle. You must connect this cord in order to battle, although it does not matter where you put it. Each angel cloth package contains the same color as is the color of the package. This was you can choose the best color to fit your angel." She put that aside and looked at the blue cloth. Blue thread also came with it so Brooke instantly began to sew. She had the perfect idea of what she wanted, and was eager for it to be ready. Before she got to far she looked over at Aimee again. She just opening her first box of cloth. She returned her gaze back to her angel so she didn't mess it up. Brooke was glad she started this early, because the computer was right. It would take a while for this to be done. She listened carefully to the slow ticks of her clock as each stitch was formed. It was an hour before she was done with the first piece. She opened another package and took the contents out. This package was white. Brooke had a hard time getting the thread through the needle and pricked herself once or twice doing it. When she finally got it through she was already getting frustrated. Over the next half hour her tension eased. Another half hour and many ticks went by on the clock before she finished what looked to be a shirt. She added a bit of darker blue from another package to it. With the same dark blue she worked on one of the final pieces. It was another hour before she was done. Brooke went to press the button, but a knock came from the door.
Mrs. Miyoko came in with two trays with some food on it. From the smell of it Brooke could smell white chicken and buttered corn.
"I know you two want to get this done so I saved this for you two. Please bring them downstairs when you're done easting so I can wash them." She placed them down by her daughters along with a fork and a knife. She went outside the door for a second and then came back with a glass of juice for them both.
"Thanks mom." Aimee said and Brooke nodded to agree. She took the plate and began to eat. As soon as she heard the door close she began to shovel it down her throat. She cleared her plate in two minutes and her drink was gone in ten seconds. She shakily stood up, being on the floor so long your legs can fall asleep. She found her mom in the kitchen and rinsed her dishes off and then handed them to her. As Brooke ran back up the stairs she stopped to make room for Cobey who was coming down. Once he was past Brooke continued to run up and almost slammed her door, but she caught it in time and quietly closed it. Aimee took a couple more bites and left the room herself. Brooke finally pressed the button and the screen came back on.
"Once you are done sewing put the outfit on your angel. This is the time to make adjustments. Press the right arrow to continue." It took her a minute, but Brooke got it on. She just finished when Aimee came back into the room.
"Are you finished with your outfit yet?" Brooke asked. Aimee shook her head no.
"Well almost, just give me another fifteen minutes. Then it'll be ready." She went back to work, and Brooke looked over her angel. Need any adjustments, nope it was perfect. Brooke was even happier now, it had come out just the way she wanted. The angel had a white shirt on, and around the edge of the sleeves was the light blue. Around her left shoulder thought, Brooke had put a V-shaped piece of cloth. It started at the left shoulder and hid the angel's right chest area and the right shoulder. On it Brooke had put the two hues of blue around the rim. For the skirt it went above her knees and was pleated, but not all the way. Brooke had pleated it three times on the right side. She had left the rest of the skirt regular. A little bit from the bottom Brooke had put a thin piece of white that looked like it was part of the cloth, not sewn on separately. Brooke had made dark blue socks that were tight, and were just below the knees. On the angel's feet were white tennis shoes with white laces. Brooke pressed the arrow and read the next screen.
"Step Five: Please place your chosen angel cord on you angel. Then place your angel on the scanner located to the left. Press the right arrow to continue." Brooke picked up the three angel cords.
"White, light blue, or dark blue?" she repeated in her mind. After a minute she finally decided and put the dark cord around her angel's hair. Brooke had taken out the ribbon, not liking its look now, and put the cord on instead. It wasn't that long and made the perfect accessory. She placed her angel on the scanner and as soon as she pulled her hand back an orange cylinder surrounded her. She pressed the button again.
"Step Six: Chose your angel's eye color." A type box appeared and Brooke typed in Blue.
"Press the right arrow to continue." Press.
"Step Seven: Chose your angel's height. A chart has been made for your convenience." A type box and a chart of angel heights came up on the screen. Brooke scrolled through the heights and chose an angel that was short.
"Press the right arrow." Press.
"Step Eight: Heavyweight. Middleweight. Lightweight." Another box came up and Brooke chose Lightweight. In Tennis you had to be fast to get to the ball, so some of that would apply here. Power wasn't as important. It just depended on how hard you need to hit the ball. It could be powerful or very very soft.
"Press right arrow to continue." Press.
"Step Eight: Strength. Speed. Balance." Brooke chose speed.
"Press right arrow to continue." Brooke said softly to herself. Press.
"Step Nine: Enter your name. Last, first, then middle." Brooke typed in Miyoko, Brooke, Kita.
"Press right arrow to continue." Press.
"Step Ten: If have selected a voice chip please read these instructions. If you have not please press the right arrow to continue."
"To insert your voice chip please take it out of the box with the tweezers supplied. On the back of you angel's neck is a small slot where the chip should be placed. The black tip should go in first. Then place your angel back in the scanner and press voice chip. The voice chip will be sealed in your angel." Brooke took out her angel again and opened the voice chip box. She took out the small pair of tweezers and with them carefully took out the small chip. The black tip wasn't being held by the tweezers so she gently pushed it in her angel's neck. When it was firmly placed in Brooke put her angel back in the scanner. Then she pressed the voice chip button. Her computer whirred and a white light went over the orange cylinder. A pop up came up.
"Scan complete. Voice chip model KRq8g52W installed. Press right arrow to continue." Brooke pressed the button once more.
"Step Eleven: If you have purchased wings please take your angel out once more and insert the wings of the back of your angel. When done place angel back in scanner and press Insert Wings"
"How am I supposed to do that with the clothes on?" She wondered in her mind. She took the angel out once more and turned in on it's back. To her surprise there was a place to connect the wings. She quickly picked up the wings and slid it into its place. She placed it back into the scanner. She pressed insert wings and the scanner turned white again another pop up came.
"Scan complete. Wing Model Sry24c3 installed. Press right arrow to continue." Brooke pressed it once more.
"Step Twelve: Please enter your angel's name." Brooke thought again before typing. She had all this time to think of what she wanted, but had no clue. Brooke tapped her foot for a couple seconds and then sighed. She wanted it to be something personal. Maybe a combination of her friend's names. Kursosia, Soakurs, Kura, KURA! That was it. Brooke quickly typed it in before she forgot how to spell it or what it was.
"Press right ar-." Brooke began to whisper, but something else came up.
"Congratulations on your new angel. Press Enter for setup to be completed." It read.
"Figures." Brooke scoffed. She pressed enter and Kura's eyes flew open. They were the perfect blue, and she was perfect in every way.
"This totally makes up for moving." Brook thought. She took her angel out of the scanner and Kura's eyes closed. She looked over at Aimee to see her just finishing up her angel also. She scooted over and saw her press enter. She caught the name just before the screen went blank
"Hirobi-chan, huh? Sweet, it reminds me of that one show with that girl named Hirobi, oh what's it called? Darn I forgot, but it was cool and funny. Did you see it?" Brooke asked energetically. Aimee rolled her eyes.
"Brooke." She said.
"Yeah." Brooke replied.
"You're ruining the moment."
"Sah, sorry." Brooke said looking down at Hirobi. It was obvious she was supposed to be a waitress looking-like angel. She had a black waitress shirt that went up half of her neck and a little bit of white lace showed from it. The sleeves were puffed and more lace showed. She had a plain black skirt with a white lacy slip underneath. She had short black socks and white shoes, except they weren't really shoes. They were roller skates, with white laces and wheels. The angel cord was white and very thin, Aimee had tied it around Hirobi's waist. Her hair was black and long. Aimee had made two buns on each side of her hair. From each bun was a slim bit of hair braided until it couldn't be anymore. In Hirobi's hand was a silver tray.
"What are you going to do with that? Hit them in the head?" Brooke said laughing.
"That and it can also be used as a discus. What are you going to do with your racket? I suppose you don't have any balls? What are you going to do, hit them in the head with it?" Aimee replied sarcastically.
"Show what you know. In the handle were three little tennis balls, so bleh." Brooke retorted, taking out the small tennis balls and showing them to her sister.
"All right. Well we should go to bed now, that sewing worn me out." Aimee said standing up. She wobbled some also and looked at her sister.
"What?" Brooke asked.
"Go to bed."
"What if I don't want to?"
"The faster you go to sleep, the faster tomorrow will come. Then the faster we can go back to Piffle Princess and train."
"Please, that stopped working on me so long ago."
"Fine then I won't take you tomorrow."
"I'll get mom to take me."
"She has to stay and watch over the installations."
"You're cruel."
"Know I am. Now go to bed."
"I hope you fall and hurt yourself." Brooke said softly, getting her nightclothes.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"You said something."
"I said I hope you don't fall and hurt yourself."
"Okay then."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Goodbye."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
"I will."
"I'm glad you will."
"I'm glad you glad."
"I'm glad you're gone."
"I'm not gone."
"You will be soon.'
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"How're you so sure?"
"I know."
"How?"
"Because."
"That doesn't answer anything."
"Get over it."
"You're impossible."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"Sure."
"What?"
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"You heard me."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"No I did not."
"Is that right?"
"That's right."
"This is go-." Aimee tried to say before her sister, but another voice came out.
"GO TO BED GIRLS!" A loud shout came from their parents' room. It was quiet for a moment and then Brooke and Aimee began to laugh. Aimee got her things and scraps and finally left her sister's room. Once the door was closed Brooke stood up and walked over to her bed. She placed Kura on the edge. She pulled off her clothes and put on her yellow pajamas. The flannel pants were a little big, they had once belonged to Aimee, but Brooke liked them that way. She went up the one step and flopped on her bed. It felt so good compared to the hard wood floor. She couldn't wait to get her carpet the next day. Brooke sat up and pulled down her covers. She laid down Kura next to her and pulled the covers back up. She lay there for another hour, turning the light off with a switch next to her bed. Brooke just thought about how Kura was going to be so good at Angelic Layer and they would have no problem beating everyone who they fought. They would be as good as Misaki and Hikaru, even better. They would beat them, they would win. With a comforting thought, Brooke's eyes slowly closed and she finally fell asleep.
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Brooke groaned as her alarm clock went off. The bad thing about it was it was on her desk because there was no room for it by her bed. So it kept ringing until Brooke got up and crossed the floor to get to it. But it also helped because it meant Brooke couldn't go back to sleep like she usually did.
She tried to smother the annoying sound with her pillow but it didn't help much. She flipped over on her stomach and pushed the pillow down harder. She groaned and kicked her legs slightly. Brooke was not usually a morning person. Suddenly the ringing stopped and Brooke was hit with a pillow on her back..
"Hey!" Brooke said to the offender, who was Aimee. She was already dressed and sitting near the edge of Brooke's bed.
"Come on and get up. Mom wants us to be gone by the time the men come." She took Brooke's hand and pulled her up. Brooke leaned back and got Kura. Aimee went into the bathroom to wash her face while Brooke got dressed. She threw on some jeans and a gray shirt with the words "I'm a monkey." on it. Her friend from her old school, named Becky had given it to her. Brooke and Becky were like monkeys, literally. At Girls' camp, nothing to do with Girl Scouts, they could climb from the top bunks into the rafters and actually moved around. And Brooke could walk around with Becky on her shoulders with no problem at all. Brooke called Becky 'Monkey' and Becky called Brooke 'Chimpy'.
Aimee came from the bathroom and braided Brooke's hair like Kura's somewhat, only without the top layer. Brooke took her pink fuzzy purse and headed out with her sister. They waved goodbye to their family and got into the Saturn, which had been shipped over. It was cleaned out better and no longer smelled like French fries. As they began to drive away Brooke looked at her house's position. It was on the hill, about halfway somewhat, with one curving road leading up to other houses. There weren't too many other houses and soft grass covered the whole hill.
They neared the bottom of the hill and pulled to the right. They continued to drive straight for a while before turning to the left. Brooke looked at Kura who was resting peacefully in her hands. A couple minutes and they were in the edges of Tokyo. A couple more turns and they were at Piffle Princess. Aimee was lucky enough to pull into a parking place close to the door. Brooke opened the door and pushed down the lock, because the car was so old that the locks were not automatic. Brooke waited for Aimee and they entered together. Near a door on the side was a booth with a sign above it saying "Training". They walked over to it. A girl about Aimee's age looked up and closed her magazine.
"Are you registered?" She asked in Japanese. Brooke remembered she had to speak Japanese now. They still spoke English at home and it had made Brooke forget all about it.
"No." Aimee said in the silence. The girl turned an extra computer monitor around and pressed a button on her own.
Brooke walked up to it and looked at what it said. It just asked a bunch of information about the angel and its serial number.
"Serial number?" Brooke asked the girl.
"Just hold your angel up to the scanner." She replied. Brooke held her angel up and the girl pressed another button. A light moved up over her angel and a completed sign came up on the computer screen.
"Kura-chan. Cool." The girl said. As Aimee registered Hirobi, Brooke looked at her nametag, which said Saki.
"Okay, Kura-chan and Hirobi-chan," Saki said after Aimee was done. "Do you want a private or public room. Private it one layer with a trainer. Public is many layers, and you can choose if you want a trainer or not."
"What can we get Aimee?" Brooke asked her sister.
"We can't get a private room, that's too much. But we can go in the public room with a trainer. Yeah, well take that. Four hours worth." She told Saki. She took out some yen and gave it to her. Saki gave her a key and called someone. A boy came from the door and asked the girls to follow him. He led them through the door, which led into a huge passageway. Many doors were along the wall, and they stopped at number twenty-three. The boy asked for the key and Aimee gave it to him. He opened the door and took them inside.
Three large layers were in there and a bunch of egg shaped chairs. He took them to a pair of them and told them someone would be with them in a minute. He left and Brooke and Aimee waited. A minute had hardly passed before a boy came over to them and sat down next to Aimee. He had black curly hair with blonde highlights on his bangs. He was very cute and Brooke thought so, she could even see Aimee was a little nervous.
"Hello, my name's Conan. I'm an exchange from Scotland." He said in a calm voice.
"Really, we're from London. Well I was born here and then we moved to London and then Brooke and my little brother Cobey were born there. They have a good English heritage. We moved back here a couple days ago." Aimee said in a hurry.
"Aah, I see. So you still speak English?" He asked.
"Yup." Brooke said in her native language. It felt better to speak it, and have someone understand.
"Okay then, we can talk in that now. Have you ever played before, I'm guessing you haven't seeing as you just moved right?" Conan asked. Brooke and Aimee nodded yes.
"The first thing you want to do is put on those headsets in front of you." He instructed. Brooke eagerly took the headset and put it on her head., it was big for her. Conan went over to her and helped her adjust it. Brooke blushed slightly and felt silly.
"Brooke." Aimee said softly as Conan went back to his seat. Brooke stuck her tongue out at her sister and Aimee stuck hers out before Conan noticed what they were doing.
"All right, put your angels in the layer now." Brooke placed Kura into the layer and her eyes flew open. The blue eyes stared at her and Brooke felt wonderful. She looked at Hirobi who had pale gray eyes. She was about an inch taller than Kura and seemed a little bit more bulky.
"Turn on your headset now. There should be a little button on the left side." Conan said. Brooke's fingers scratched the side of the headset and finally found a little switch, she flipped it up. The screen turned on and Brooke could see Kura's stats and other things.
"I can move now." A voice came out from the layer. Brooke gasped and looked down at Kura who had just spoken.
"She can talk!" She said excitingly.
"Uh Brooke. That's what the voice chip is for." Aimee told her.
"Oh, yeah." She said embarrassed. She thought of Kura's voice and it sounded pretty much like the voice on the box, except it was just a tiny bit more childlike.
"You can move her now. Try walking first." Conan said, as if this was all normal to him, which it probably was. Brooke nodded and concentrated on Kura moving. She shakily took a couple steps, and found it much harder to move than she thought. She concentrated hard on moving and her pace became more steady and a little bit faster. Kura got to the middle of the center and then edge when she spoke again.
"Hey stop me!" She said turning her head back. In that split second another angel covered in purple slammed right into her. She tumbled around on the ground and Brooke slowly got her up. A boy about Brooke's age came running over to them.
"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to hit your angel. My opponent threw me right into her." He said nodding over to a girl sitting in the corner who was watching them.
"It's okay." Brooke said looking at Kura's stats. "There's hardly any damage done and it looks like nothing is harmed. Don't worry about it." She said to him, who looked much more relieved.
"Who's the girl he's facing?" Brooke asked after he left.
"That's Aya-san, the manager's daughter. She's really good." Conan answered her. Brooke didn't say anything, but turned her attention back to Kura who was waiting for her. She moved her back to her, and tried to make her run. She jogged a little then fell down. Brooke began to laugh and so did Kura.
"Why'd she do that?" She asked again.
"The angel cord. It can connect your thoughts and feelings to your angel. If your mad, she'll most likely be mad. If you feel strong, she'll feel strong. It's a way to make you closer to your angel." Conan replied smiling.
"That's really cool." Aimee said. Brooke, who hadn't really been paying attention to her, saw Hirobi was shakily skating around. As she fell the tray kept falling out of hand. She fell again and Kura brought it back to her. Then she helped Hirobi back up.
"How are you going to skate during a different layer battle?" Conan asked this time.
"The skate wheels can retract. Guess I should learn to walk first." She closed her eyes and the wheels clicked into the bottom of the skate and turned into regular shoes. Kura flipped her racket and tried to jog again. She knew it must looked weird having her angel run around in circles, but it was her best. Brooke saw the wing's feathers moving slightly. She turned to Conan.
"Can I try to fly?" she asked. Conan looked surprised.
"Already, you just learned to walk and can't even run properly run yet. How in the world-." He stopped as Aimee put her finger to her lips, signaling for him to stop talking.
"She's very determined. If she wants to try something there is no stopping her. Believe me it can get annoying." She finished.
"I'm right here you know." Brooke said folding her arms.
"All the better."
"That's rude."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Okay we are not starting that again."
"Yeah we better not." Aimee laughed. Conan looked confused, but didn't say anything. He seemed to be enjoying this.
"Well, if your sister says so you can try. Just don't expect to get too high up." He told her breaking the silence.
"Thanks." Brooke said happily. Focusing back To Kura she tried with all her strength to get her up in the air. The tips of the wings moved a little bit and Brooke tried harder. The wings slowly began to move fully back and forth, but didn't take Kura off the ground. Brooke sighed and the wings moved faster. Kura's heels rose off the layer and Brooke got excited. She imagined Kura rising to the top of the layer and flying at fast speeds. She watched hopefully as the rest of Kura's feet left the layer. Slowly Kura began to rise higher and higher.
"Come one, you can do it!" Kura said to her. Brooke hadn't expected that and got surprised again. Her concentration slipped and she forgot to hold Kura up. The wings stopped beating the air and Kura fell down.
"Ow!" She said as she landed on her back..
"What was that? I just gave you a compliment!" she said, with a hint of annoyance in her voice. She sat up and looked at her Deus.
"Hey." Brooke said with the same tone of voice.
"Remember she's feeling what you feel. Try it again. That was actually pretty good." Conan told her eagerly.
"Okay." Brooke said doubtfully.
"Don't worry. You can do it Brooke." Aimee said to encourage her. Brooke breathed and stood Kura up again. The wings beat faster this time and soon Kura was where she was before. Brooke closed her eyes and imagined Kura rising higher and she rose an inch higher.
"That's good Brooke." Conan said excitingly. It was obvious that he hadn't expected for her to get this high. Brooke opened her eyes and concentrated on her angel. Brooke wouldn't budge and kept staring at Kura. She rose another inch up and Brooke was getting more excited. As she steadily rose higher Kura got a look of excitement on her face. She seemed to be holding back speaking, so she wouldn't be dropped again.
"Try getting her parallel to the ground and moving her." Conan said.
"You're not serious?" Brooke said letting her grasp slip. But as she heard Kura's sudden cry she caught her and put her back up where she was before. Kura let out a sigh and looked relieved.
"Try it. You were so determined before." Aimee said. Brooke sighed and tried hard to her Kura parallel. She slowly became diagonal and then within a minute was parallel to the ground.
"This is so fun." Kura said happily. As she heard that Brooke felt better. She was having fun, and that made everything good. She pushed the wings harder and Kura moved slowly around the layer. As she came to the edge Brooke almost flew her out, but stopped her in time. Kura finally made it back to the group and had a huge smile on her face.
"Do you want to try more?" Conan asked.
"No, that's enough. I need to put her down now or I'll drop her again." Brooke said tired.
"Then by all means put me down!" Kura said loudly.
"Right, right." Brooke replied and Kura slowly floated down to the ground. Her feet touched on the glowing layer and she stood again.
"Yes! That was so cool, can we do it again soon, even if it was slow?" Kura asked. Brooke laughed nervously.
"Maybe next time. That made me really tired."
"Oh." Kura said disappointed. Conan checked his watch.
"You have another three hours."
"What? It's been that long already?" Aimee said. She instantly turned back to Hirobi who was sitting on the layer looking quite bored. Hirobi stood up and brushed herself off.
"Thank you." She said. Her voice was much like Conan's except it was female. It was very calm and sweet sounding, but not soft. She walked around and then tried to run.
Brooke went back to Kura. She found now that running was easier after flying some. She was faster and didn't fall or wobble. For fun Kura chased Hirobi.
"Hey!" Hirobi said.
"Oh come one, have some fun." Kura said jumping up slightly. She landed back down and continued to chase Hirobi who was running better. Aimee tried the skates again and began to get good with them and lost Kura. Kura smiled and did a cartwheel, but fell.
"Wai!" She yelled as she went down. Her head rolled a bit like she was dizzy and she laughed once more. She stood back up and then ran in front of Hirobi.
"Watch out!" She screamed. But Kura moved behind her and picked her up under her arms. Brooke was trying out her wings again and had picked Hirobi up. She flew round faster than before and much more smoothly.
"I thought you said I wasn't going to fly again." Kura questioned. Brooke shrugged.
"I know. But if I don't practice we'll never get good. Then it will be harder to win our battles." Brooke replied.
"Brooke. You're having a conversation with a machine. She's not real." Aimee whispered to her sister. Her eyes darted back to Conan who was watching the two angels fly around.
"So, she's real to me. Plus you used to talk to that thing all the time." She retorted.
"That was only for laughs." Aimee said defensively.
"Sure it was." Brooke said.
"You!" Aimee said laughing. She took Brooke's arm and shook her a little.
"Watch it, you don't want to make me drop Hirobi or Kura." Brooke said suddenly. The two angels had gone down a couple inches and Kura was wobbling. As Aimee let go they went smooth again and higher.
Once Brooke got tired again she put Hirobi down and finally began to use her racket. She worked on hitting the ball and getting it. Another hour ticked by. Then Kura got out of the way as Hirobi practiced using her bopping head weapon/discus. The silver tray went out far and came back to Hirobi like a Frisbee.
"Cool weapon." Brooke said as she watched the bit of silver fly. Another half hour went by when Brooke felt a shadow come over her. She turned around and saw Aya standing over her.
"Um, hello." She said in Japanese.
"Hello. I saw you practicing, you are good for a beginner."
"Thanks." Hirobi caught her tray again and sat down. Aimee turned around to face the two along with Conan. Aya ignored them.
"Do you want to battle?" She asked.
"What?" Brooke asked, surprised.
"Aya-san, be reasonable. She just started. Even if she can fly she's no match for you yet." Conan said, speaking up.
"Shush. I want her to answer me." She said. Conan fell silent and kept his mouth shut tightly closed. Brooke didn't know what to say. Aya was the same age as her and had shiny short black hair. She had green eyes and was taller than Brooke. She didn't give off a cold feeling, but a powerful one.
"I-." she began.
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A/N: Mwahhaha! Cliff hanger, got to love them. Very long chapter, 17 pages on word. The second half took me over two hours to write and now my back is killing me. The next chapter won't be so long. Sorry if it's hard to read because of the length, but my goal is to write at least a 14 page long chapter every story. This is the first one I've done so far. Kanna's Angel will be the next one. The part about Becky and Brooke is true for one of my friends and me, except my name is Kelsey. And the shirt doesn't exist, not of my knowledge, and Becky lives in Perry and doesn't go to my school. But that's the only difference. (Kind of a big difference) Anyway, till next time!