An Angel's Chores
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Chapter One
"Tohru Honda is a high schooler at Kaibara High. She's nice, caring and intelligent. She excels in literature, home economics, history and math. She is 5'7, 125 lbs, petite, long brown hair, bangs, blue eyes. She is known for her caring, selfless personality, determination and clumsiness." Monica chuckled as she flipped through the reports Kyou had been given by Yuki. She lay on her belly, legs kicked back and ankles folded. One hand held up her head as the other flipped through the papers, smirking here and there. Kyou watched her, annoyed, from the window.
"Will you give it a break?"
"Nah! This is just interesting! Such a perfect sounding girl – why does she need any …" Monica's emerald eyes blinked as she paused on one file. Family. Flipping the tab to the section, there was one slip of paper. "Oh … this is sad."
"What?" Kyou asked, whipping around and folding his arms, bending over her shoulder to see what she saw. His eyes skimmed the paper, but Monica read it out loud anyway.
"Tohru's only family is her aunt, two cousins and her grandfather, who she lives with in Osaka, Japan. Her father died of illness when she was young, and her mother was killed in a fatal car accident while swerving off the road."
"That's too bad," Monica sighed, folding the hard bound book, labeled 'Tohru Honda – Human', closed. She rolled over on her back and stretched, hopping up and scratching in-between her snowy wings. "That's probably why she needs ya' – that's gotta' be rough on a girl who's in high school still."
Kyou scooped up the book and flipped to the tab that was labeled 'Hobbies.' It was amazing how well the angels Upstairs were able to list things about a person so easily. The book itself was thick and heavy – all her memories, friends, family life, history, statistics, everything about 'Tohru Honda' was in this book that he held, and was told to study.
Thumbing through some pages, he blinked, staring at the list of hobbies. "Get this – 'Tohru Honda's hobbies consist of housework, which lessens her stress. She works at a local department, her genre of work being cleaning and keeping up the company. She likes to be with her friends, but is usually found at her home with her grandfather, taking care of him.' Hm. That's pretty sad," Kyou murmured, flipping through some more pages.
"Oh! Crap!" Monica held a hand to her face, looking at the clock on the wall in the waiting room. "Sorry Big-Guardian-On-Campus –" she giggled at Kyou's annoyed expression, and continued, "- but, I got to head to the Chores and Works trailer. Yun-Yun says that he's got something to say to me!" Monica giggled and slapped her friend on the back, flashing him a thumbs up. "Hopefully you'll get to Earth soon!" She then exited the Waiting trailer, the door slamming behind her.
Craning his neck, he watched the ebony-haired female skip her way to where Yuki worked, smiling and waving to some people. A sick feeling in his gut told him she wouldn't be coming back – she was going Upstairs, that was for sure. Her wings were now pure white, still small, but that meant her work was done and she was free. Even though she annoyed him, she was his only friend here – how long would it take him to get to –
"Sohma, lower class, Sohma."
With a growl, Kyou tucked the book under his armpit and lifted up, stepping over some sleeping people on the floor and placing his elbows on the tiny reception desk. A plump lady with small, nearly black wings smacked some gum as she doodled something down on a slip of paper. She had thick rimmed glasses and a messy gray bun, full red lips smiling as she handed him the receipt. "There ya' go, darling. Give that to Headmaster Yuki and you'll be ready to go."
He grimaced as he took the paper from her spindly, long-nailed fingers, but then flashed a fake smile and headed out of there. So, the wait wasn't that long – just in time for him to see Monica walk out with Yuki. She was skipping and giggling and when she noticed Kyou she waved her hand and darted over to him. Yuki sighed and shook his head impatiently, but Kyou was dragged over to where they were.
"Ky-Kyou! I'm … I'm going!" she said with a dreamy sigh, holding her hands to her eyes and shaking her head. Kyou realized they were watery and he offered a small, encouraging smile.
"Hey, it was about time."
Monica grinned up at him, but then latched her arms around the ginger-haired boy's neck, nodding against his shoulder. "I'll miss you! I'll see you up there, soon, though!" She let go and wagged a finger at him, making sure he'd promise to see her too.
A small wave and the ebony-haired female sighed and took a deep breath as her delicate fingers touched the golden, glowing doorknob of the door in front of her. Yuki was smiling and Kyou, even though he was slightly jealous, smiled himself.
Monica deserved this.
She opened the door and the light shined on her, cleaning her up of her filthy uniform and replacing it with a flowing, fitting white gown, accenting her black hair, creamy skin and sweet, jade eyes. Her wings grew, flying out from her shoulder blades, feathers dancing around her. She grinned towards Kyou, winked, and then walked through the door.
Kyou would've sworn her whoop and cheer as she entered Heaven, right before the door closed, leaving no shine of light for himself.
"Here," Kyou grumbled as the two made their way back to the trailer. Yuki plopped down in his desk and smirked, taking the slightly crumpled slip of paper from the half-angel. He read it and nodded, soon lifting his hand and the paper to the air. It flashed a glittering white light, and then gold, swirling colors following and lifting the card into the air. A small gust of wind wound around the two, and the messy paper turned into a hard, translucent card. It had his picture on it, a set of wings, some information and then …
Tohru Honda's picture under his.
He took the card and held it in his hands, eyeing the front and back, and then lifting his eyes to Yuki. "It's your ID to prove your worth as a Guardian," the lavender-haired Headmaster stated with a wave of his hand, stepping from behind his desk. "The picture underneath yours is Tohru Honda, obviously – you remember what she looked like. That's proof of who you're guarding when the GCS comes to check in on you."
"GCS?" Kyou asked, feeling like a little kid being scolded or lectured to.
"Guardian Control Staff – they come and check in every other week to make sure you're doing your job." Yuki turned on his heel, wagging a finger at the orange-haired half-angel. His wine-violet eyes were serious. "If you're not doing your job or Tohru is in any danger before they come, then you go immediately to …"
"I know, I know," Kyou said with a shaky sigh. Even someone as reckless and stubborn as him was shaken at the thought of the Internal Prison, Fire and Brimstone, Downstairs, Way South – Hell, to put it simply. He smirked and flicked some hair cockily out of his crimson eyes as Yuki pulled the door open fro him, frowning his way. "I have this covered."
"She's really vulnerable right now – you need to be careful, Japan is a –"
"Dangerous place?" his eyes flamed towards the Headmaster; Yuki looked down painfully, closing his eyes. "Tell me – I know. Tell me all about Japan's God damned 'badness' – you think I died some place safe?"
"Don't say His name in –"
"- Right. Whatever." Kyou waved his hand and slammed the door, not caring about Yuki's livid glimpse afterwards. He didn't need anymore of that Yuki Tatsuya. He couldn't wait until he was out of here, and it was only a door way away.
"Tohru! Toohru!"
"Huh? Oh, sorry, right, the fish."
At Kaibara High, in classroom 2-D, Tohru Honda, Arisa Uotani and Saki Hanajima sat at a table together, circled around a rather dead fish. They had gloves on their fingers, aprons around their slim waists, hair held back and goggles on their eyes. Home economics and Homeroom, science, was the only class the three best friends had together, and right now, the fish had to be diced and put into the oven.
Cutting into the fish with a sharp knife, Tohru Honda licked her lips and concentrated. She always said sorry to the animals she had to slice before making them into food – it was hard to stare at their little once eyes and not feel bad for them. Cleverly scooting the sliced pieces into a bowl, the three made their way to the stove and placed it in, setting the time. The room smelt of halibut and many girls (some boys) were laughing and finishing up their exam – a fish, salad and one extra side plate. They had to clean their table, set it the proper, Western way, and be ready for inspection. It looked easy – but wasn't.
Tohru sighed and tugged her cooking gloves off, smiling as she leaned against the counter. "I think we're doing pretty well! We'll ace it for sure!"
"Yeah, I agree," Uo said with a grin as she hopped to sit on the table, tugging at the goggles and letting them fall around her neck. She had blonde hair and sapphire eyes, a rare beauty – but could be tough and snap your neck if you dared do something to make her angry and she was proud of it.
"Yes … with Tohru's excellent cooking skills," Hana added with a smile, holding her hands in front of her. She had long, thick, dark and wavy hair, which fell around her face gracefully, but for class, had to be held back. Her eyes were a deep lavender, her complexion pale but healthy. Her tone was quiet, and she seemed like the cold, stoic type, but she could be more threatening and protective of her friends than anyone.
Both Uo and Hana were protective of Tohru, especially since …
"Look! Our fish is doing pretty well," Tohru said with a smile, leaning her hands on her knees as she bent over to look into the oven. "I can't wait until it's done."
"Look! Mom! The fish is done!"
"Well! That looks just delicious, Tohru-dear!"
Uo and Hana smiled – Tohru; always full of life, but always smiling even when she was in the most pain.
Even though he was considered a Guardian, he still felt stupid. No one could see him that was on Earth, and no one knew who he was. He even passed by people he knew, his best friends, his once crushes, the people he learned to love before that horrible accident .. But of course, they passed by, laughing without a care in the world.
Did they not feel him there?
With a heavy sigh, the half-angel plopped out on the porch outside of the home of Tohru's grandfather and relatives. She'd be home from school, apparently by Mr. Headmaster-Stick-Up-His-Ass thought. Kyou lay on his back on the railing, wings folded out under him. With a heavy sigh, he blew a feather constantly in the air, keeping it up with puffs of breath. Could boredom be any worse?
"So I just show the people at the entrance of the door to Earth this card and its official?"
The lavender-haired Headmaster nodded with that mysterious smile on his face. He pointed to a rather ivy-decorated door, the paint chipping away but it was navy in color. In gold lettering it was labeled 'Earth' – obviously it was the entrance. He smirked and saluted mockingly to his once considered 'Boss' – it was like getting a raise and going to a different part of the company.
"You remember what I told you before – if you mess up …"
"I know, I know," Kyou grumbled, waving his hand in the air. He opened the door without hesitation and stepped in – not taking one look back at the strangely nervous face of Yuki's. He just wanted to get out of that second place to Hell.
"I'm home!"
Startled out of his skin, Kyou ended up rolling over the railing and landing smack on his chest and face on the grass behind the porch. He grumbled; his face smothered in dirt. Even as a half-angel, he remembered that falling wasn't fun. Lifting up, he let out a small cough and listened closely to the noises inside. He knew he couldn't be seen, so he lifted up and leaned on the railing, hovering in the air.
A girl entered – she was wearing a blue school uniform, her hair was long and brown and tied back with two blue ribbons. Her bangs swept into soft blue eyes when she walked, and she had a bright smile on. She was carrying a brown handbag and kissed her grandfather on his forehead, and they started talking.
That's it.
If this was what it was like everyday for this girl, then he was going to have a boring time for a year watching over her. Growling he Hovered some more and then flapped his wings to spiral upwards. He caught sight of the window to her room and he looked into it. It was pretty clean – a made-bed, some shelves with books and other items on it; pictures of family, friends and … some orange-haired lady.
With a groan he sunk on the outside part of the window, tucked in pretty comfortably on the ledge. He had a nice view of the expansive backyard, and houses behind this one. And, of course, a view of Tohru in her room in case he needed to do something Guardian work. It'd be an easy but hard –
A loud scream sounded and Kyou nearly fell over again. It was Tohru.
He slipped from the ledge and hovered in front of the window, staring at her. She seemed to make direct eye contact, her blue eyes wide and her small body trembling. He pointed to himself, his own eyes widening and Tohru stumbled back towards the wall.
She could see him.
This would be one hell of a year.
Authoress Notes:
Well! Here is the update. Hope you all enjoyed it. There will be more Tohru x Kyou interaction, TRUST ME - you have to sit through the previews before seeing the movie.
Heh. That was deep. Oo
Anyway, here ya' go, hope you all liiiiiked it! You better, it may take another week to update or so. Knowing me, I may dissapear again ... you know what the antidote for that is? REVIEWING MAKES ME STAY. Yes, believe it or not.
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