Loving Thru the Trials of Love
Hey guys! Here is your Oyu/Kotaro history chapter. It is going to be shorter, (hopefully...) than my other chapters. Also, it isn't going to be in story format...or at least, my usual story format...well, until they actually meet, but after that, it'll be back to the less in depth writing...
This is something to the side that may help you understand my two characters. I will get to work on the regular chapter as soon as I finish this one...instead of switching back to my Tokyo Mew Mew story like I usually do...feel honored.
Remember; I want reviews, scratch that, I want structured reviews. I don't care how few I get...just as long as I get constructive feedback...ok? I am no longer in this just to hear how much you all like the story in general...I'm in it to hear how I can improve my story by increasing elements that you like while decreasing elements that you dislike...without changing the plot. That is where I draw the line...that is my only line...is it too much to ask?
Disclaimer: I may not own Inuyasha...but I own everything else in this chapter...so boo ya! Oh! And Oyu is going to be referred to as Ariel in the first part of her history. (Ariel is the name of an actual fallen angel...I looked it up! Oh, and there is Latin in there...watch out; I have the translation at the bottom of the chapter...)
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History of Kotaro and Oyu
'Oyu: currently known as Ariel'
Ariel was an angel in heaven, and had been for thousands of years before God had sent her to Earth to teach and guide the humans. It had been a simple mission; and she could stay as long as she liked as long as she obeyed his orders. However, Ariel had made the mistake of getting too close to one of the humans; a male, named Zachariah.
Zachariah was tall, and had ebony black hair with deep brown eyes. He too had fallen under love's potent spell. Ariel was the one woman who had ever given him the time of day, and he treasured every moment spent with her. In his mind, it was an odd occurrence; in a time where wives were many and marriages never sacred; he found that he only wanted one woman, and he wanted her to love him. He would see her every day in the village, and he would do his best to charm her when he had the chance.
One day she offered to cook him dinner, a gesture of friendship, and he agreed. But when she arrived at his home two hours later; he had prepared her a fine dinner fit for a priest. 'A gesture of friendship' he told her. She had smiled and blushed at his kindness, and Zachariah had never been more pleased.
For two months they had visited with one another off and on, and they both had found something that they never thought they could find; true love. For Ariel, it was both a blessing and a curse. She had never felt love before, and so it was the most incredible feeling that she had ever had. However, she could never have her love...because she was on Earth only to help people...not to build a life for herself that she knew was against her Lord's wishes.
Ariel had heard of other angels sent to Earth who had fallen in love and sinned with their lovers...they had been sent to the second lowest part of heaven, in an eternal entrapment. She did not want this fate in the least...but...she did not want to abandon the man she had grown to love...and so she didn't.
On the anniversary of their third month; Ariel broke down and told Zachariah that she was an angel, and showed him her snow white wings. She had cried, telling him that they could never be, but how much she loved him at the same time. He had held her tightly to him and lovingly brushed his lips across her forehead while telling her that no matter what happened to them, that he would always love her.
Zachariah kept her secret dutifully, and so Ariel received no more than a slap on the wrist for giving herself away. God wanted desperately to give her another chance, and so he trusted this human to keep silent forever...and his trust was not misplaced. For two years after Ariel's confession, Zachariah kept her secret to himself and the two were able to continue living their lives as they wished. After they had been together for one year, he asked Ariel to live with him, and Ariel accepted. It was a marriage proposal of sorts, but they made a vow never to sin, so that they could remain together forever.
For the next year, they lived happily, but the tension between them began to increase dramatically. All Zachariah wanted was Ariel, and all Ariel wanted was Zachariah. Finally, after almost one year of living together, their will broke. They sinned together, and had no regrets.
Ariel was immediately put to trial before the angels and God, and was found guilty on all accounts. Before she was banished to the second lowest part of heaven, however, it was discovered that she was with child.
This was an interesting development. No angel had ever given birth to a human's child before. Ariel was thus granted permission to remain on Earth until she gave birth. She was both overjoyed and depressed at once; she was still going to have to give up everything she had come to love...and, because her child was to remain on Earth, every one...
Zachariah was overcome with happiness when Ariel informed him of their child-to-be, and that she was allowed to stay for another nine months until she gave birth. While she wept with dread, he comforted her and hugged her and loved her all the more, saying: 'At least I can see the love of my life for a little longer...and I shall tell our child about you everyday of his or her life...no one will ever be able to replace you...my angel...'
When Ariel finally gave birth, it was a bittersweet day. She only had time to name their baby girl and kiss her on the head before God's angels came to take her away. She gave Zachariah one final passionate kiss before she was whisked away to her heavenly prison. From the sky she looked down on her baby girl and smiled softly as tears flooded her eyes.
"I'll always love you...Miko..."
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'Kotaro'
Kotaro was your average little boy. He enjoyed the simple pleasures in life, despite the fact that his parents only insisted on the best for him. He was their only child, and thus was spoiled relentlessly, but he never once was rotten. He was thankful for everything, and he showed his appreciation whether he truly was happy or not.
Kotaro's family was more than just a little well off; they owned a vast estate with several maids and butlers under their employ. His parents headed a multi-billion dollar company, but always made time for their son...at first.
Despite the fact that Kotaro could have whatever he wanted, what he truly wished for was affection from his parents. They both were reluctant to go anywhere without their child for the first four years of his life, however, after entrusting their child to his grandparents for a weekend when they went away on a business trip, they found that they didn't need to be with him twenty-four seven. Eventually, he would only see his parents on holidays and hopefully his birthday, and his grandparents moved into the estate so that he could live at home.
Kotaro and his grandfather became very close. His grandfather was into all sorts of different things; history, angelology, science, and even magic. He had all sorts of books on angels and magical spells. Kotaro's grandfather always loved to think that there was more to life than just facts, but he loved facts all the same. He was a very knowledgeable man, and Kotaro loved to listen to his stories and theories. He could almost forget that his parents were never home, and he treasured every moment of his life. He wished things could always feel as perfect.
When he was sixteen, his grandparents died; his grandfather of cancer, and his grandmother of a broken heart. Still, his parents only appeared for the funerals, one six months after the other. Only for the funeral, not for even a night to be by their mourning son's side. They were gone not an hour later; he was sixteen, he could take care of himself now.
Kotaro spent his remaining high school years alone. No friends, no girlfriends, no anyone. He was the supposed spoiled rich kid who had whatever he wanted. No one wanted him. He was teased continuously, and he spoke to no one, which only fueled the rumors and stories. He went to college at Tokyo University, but still made no friends. He was like a leper; untouchable, unlovable.
When he finished at Todai, he got himself a job as a primary school teacher, as he was very partial to children; despite the fact that his childhood was lonely. His parents weren't happy with this; they wanted him to take over their company when the time came, and not to 'babysit snot-nosed children.' Yes, his cautious and ever-loving parents had changed dramatically since their responsibility to their son had expired; children no longer mattered to them in the least. Kotaro, however, refused to quit his job. In turn, his parents froze his trust fund and disowned him.
Three months later; Kotaro was mailed some books that had been found in his grandparents' old room, which his parents were having remodeled into a guestroom. They were his grandfather's magic and angel books. He placed them on his shelf and looked at them for a long time before going to bed that night. His heart was still too hurt to look at them right then.
The next six months went by like a snail on a quarter mile track field. Kotaro lost his job when the school made budget cuts and was very close to losing his apartment as a result. He finally, after much deliberation, took out one of the angel books and opened it up. He was going to call upon an angel for help; it was all he could do at that point.
The ingredients for the summoning spell we very costly, so he hoped it worked. He didn't want to disrupt heaven, however, so he looked for a spell that could summon a fallen angel out of their prison, give them a sort of second chance...everyone deserved second chances...
A diamond, a sapphire, an emerald, a ruby, and a pure white crystal placed on the five points of a pentacle lined in crushed rose quartz; that was what the spell called for, along with a few drops of Kotaro's own blood, to give his angel a physical body, and a spell chanted in Latin. Kotaro set up his apartment and made the symbol, along with the precious and semi-precious stones. He closed his eyes and said the chant, readying himself to cut the palm of his hand for the blood.
"O Deus
Commodo transporto mihi a cado angelus
Transporto suus ut servo meus mores
Quod meus vita
Transporto suus transmitto mihi in vox procuratio
Permissum suus subsisto in meus tutela
Patefacio porta of Deus
Tribuo meus cado alter chance procul salus...
Dum is dat mihi mei..." After his prayer was said he cut his palm and allowed a few drops to land in the center of the pentacle. The whole symbol began to glow a brilliant shade of red, which softened into a light shade of pink, and then into white. Kotaro could have sworn he heard shackles opening, but as soon as the sound diminished, so did the light. Everything was as it was before the ritual; Kotaro's hand was healed, except for a scar, and the only other clue that he had cast the spell were the precious stones scattered on his floor. It hadn't worked.
Kotaro merely sighed to himself and put his head in his hands remorsefully, thinking over and over to himself that he had been a fool for believing in such rubbish. He looked back at the costly stones on the floor and came to a realization; the white crystal was missing...
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(From here to the end of how the two meet, it's my normal/omniscient story writing...)
'How they met'
Ariel stared at her surroundings oddly; where was she? That last thing that the fallen remembered, she was still a prisoner in Heaven...not an Earth-dweller. She looked at her angelic attire and frowned; it certainly wouldn't do for blending in. She chanted a small spell and was thrilled when it worked. She now wore a black business skirt, a white blouse, a black tie, and some black hi-heels. True, she looked like a lowly secretary, but it would do for the time being.
Much to Ariel's surprise, there was a white crystal around her neck, and it was glowing slightly. She knew what that meant; she now belonged to someone. She had not been freed by will or forgiveness, but only the greed of a human who wanted something out of her. It figured.
But at least this one is free...and this one shall use this freedom to her advantage...but first...this one must find the one who summoned her...
After an hour or so, and a bit of difficulty walking in heels for the first time, Ariel came face-to-face with an apartment building. Ariel bit her lip; she did not want to reveal herself as an angel quite yet, so she quickly thought up a plan; she would create an identity for herself and move into the building, where she could wait patiently until the proper time to bump into her new master.
After checking to make sure that no one was looking, she materialized a briefcase and opened it; after chanting another spell, and feeling a bit dizzy in the process, there lay all the paperwork she would need to convince the human in charge of the building that she was who she pretended she was; Ariel even had money in a wallet inside the briefcase. She smiled to herself and looked at her new name: Oyu Takamo
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Kotaro sighed to himself as he walked out of his apartment; he was going to have to find a new apartment...or a new job, soon. He didn't have the money to keep his own any longer. The poor young man had three interviews that day, and only one had to do with being a teacher.
He sighed as he passed a young woman in the hall on his way to the elevator; she looked to just be moving into one of the vacant apartments, and seemed to be having a bit of trouble with her couch. Kotaro looked around and found that no one was there helping her, and looked at his watch; he had a good half hour before he had to even worry about the first interview, so he decided to bypass his morning coffee.
"I'm sorry to intrude, but is there anything I can help you with?" he asked politely. The woman looked up, a bit startled, but smiled.
"Thank you so much...can you grab that end over there and help this one angle this behemoth so we can get it inside? Please?" she asked sweetly. Kotaro returned her smiled gladly and nodded as he got ready to pick up his end of the couch. On the count of three, they lifted it, tilted it to the right, and were able to get it inside the apartment with ease. The woman thanked him once more and Kotaro shrugged it off. He helped her with the rest of her furniture.
After the two were finished, Kotaro apologized and explained that he had to leave for the day in search of a job. He told her that he'd be home around four o'clock if she needed any help and pointed to his apartment's door a bit down the hall. The woman nodded cheerfully and thanked him a third time for his help. Kotaro only smiled at her and was on his way. He stuck his finger in the air momentarily and executed a perfect 360 and walked back in the woman's direction.
He couldn't help but smile when he saw her confused expression, "What, may I ask, is your name?" The woman blushed a bit, but smiled all the same.
"This one's name is Oyu Takamo. And yours?" she asked quietly. Kotaro could help but find the way she referred to herself as 'this one' rather attractive and endearing...
"I'm Kotaro Chuugi; it's a pleasure to meet you my fair lady Oyu..." he joked as he mocked chivalry and bowed before her. Oyu's smile broadened and she even chuckled a bit at his antics. She shook her head.
"You might want to get to your interviews before it's too late knight-boy..."
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Kotaro and Oyu ended up dating a few months later. Oyu herself was quite surprised at how kind and endearing her new master, Kotaro, was. She still did not, however, tell him who she was, and she doubted that she ever would.
It was simple for her to see how detached from affection he was, because he did whatever was in his power to keep her happy, which wasn't much, granted, but his need to try made her care about him was quite curious. Eventually, she asked him about it, and learned of his past family troubles. She felt pity for him, a great pity that she hadn't felt in years, and comforted him with her hugs and kisses almost happily. It was clear to her that he only wanted guidance from the angel he had 'tried' to summon when he told her the story, and how it had been later that day that he had, in his opinion, met a real angel. Oyu had blushed, more out of reflex than flattery, but still didn't tell him that it was she who he had summoned.
Over the course of five months, Oyu became interested in Kotaro's grandfather's old spell books and, when the two ended up moving in together, often would spend hours looking in them at various different spells and rituals. Kotaro was quite pleased with this, and bought more books by the same authors, and other highly recommended ones as well. Soon, their apartment became nothing more than a giant library of books, and Kotaro had never been happier in his entire life.
He and Oyu were both working steadily and had a reasonable income, so Kotaro suggested buying a small house on the outskirts of the city, and Oyu readily agreed. It took all of two weeks before they found their 'dream home' and only two more before they moved in. They knocked down one of the walls eventually and turned two of the three bedrooms into a library for all their books.
On their one year anniversary, Kotaro gave Oyu, along with a very expensive diamond necklace, an ancient tomb of spells. It was quite the exquisite piece of writing, and it had cost Kotaro a good portion of his paycheck for the previous seven months of their relationship, but in his eyes, it was worth it just to see her own eyes shine so bright with excitement; they shone like a child at Christmas.
It was then that Kotaro started to notice changes in his beloved. She spent more time in the library than with him, or at work even. Eventually, she even slept in the library more and more frequently. Kotaro didn't want to confront to her his internal pain at such an act; he didn't want to make her feel guilty or upset. So he kept quiet for a while, but it was eventually too much for him to take.
Oyu had been surprised at Kotaro's words when he confronted her about her obvious lack of attention towards him. Part of her was a bit hurt, but only a part. She found it odd, but no matter how much love he showed for her, she could only pretend to love him back. She could not leave Kotaro...she was technically his angel...but not only that, but she needed him as well. She needed his spell books, his resources...and to a degree, she needed his affection. She did not love him, but she still needed his love. Oyu couldn't understand it, but to a degree, she didn't care.
Kotaro had crawled into bed that night feeling both rotten and victorious at having told Oyu off, but more guilty than anything; so when Oyu came to bed that night and curled up next to him, he was a bit at odds on what he should do. Eventually, happy that she was not angry with his jealousy, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. They fell asleep like that.
Oyu started to pay him more attention after that, and Kotaro didn't complain. One day, she ran up to him when he got home from work and all but tackled him to the ground in happiness. She was trying to show him something in the tomb he had given her, and she wouldn't stop talking long enough to take a decent breath. When asked to calm down, Oyu finally took a deep breath and said:
"Let this one show you."
She had taken Kotaro to their library and had showed him what looked like a ritualistic alter. She explained that for the longest time, she had been trying to do a very difficult ritual, one that took a lot of power, and that she had finally been able to do it. Unbeknownst to Kotaro, her magic was limited. After being bound and dormant for so many thousands of years, it had only enough will to give her the simple things she desired that first day she was 'released.' Ever since, she had been able to do no magic at all. Now she could.
The ritual was a powerful one; it allowed her to increase her own power ability by tenfold after being cast only once. However, the spell did have it's limitations; it would only work the first time. Oyu had finally gotten her power to flow just enough to cast the spell, now it was completely free, and it had been increased. Kotaro however, still knowing nothing of her past, was amazed beyond words at her abilities. He picked her up and whirled her in circles telling her how incredible she was. Oyu could only beam at her personal triumph.
Kotaro helped Oyu cast spells and rituals all the time after that, exercising her power as much as possible. It was soon discovered that when Oyu used too much magic, however, that she would grow rather weak for long periods of time, depending on how much she used. Kotaro would care for her lovingly during those times and gently tease her about not knowing when to quit and rest. Oyu didn't mind though, she would just crack open a spell book and look up a new spell to do when she was well again.
One night Oyu was late in the library again, but Kotaro hadn't minded, (she promised to come to bed before it was too late,) and she found a very intriguing spell. It would give her immense power...but it would take time; lot's and lot's of time. Oyu also needed a host, a catalyst, for the power. It had to be a person; one that she cared for, or at least had a strong affinity with. She knew exactly who to choose.
She crawled into bed that night and smiled at her sleeping lover's face. She took out her white crystal, the one that unbeknownst to him labeled her as his, and lightly ran it across his face as she chanted lightly in Latin.
"Meus angelus, meus everto, meus humanus...
Patefacio vestri pectus pectoris quod animus...
Recipero vox EGO ictus in vos per haud desiderium...
Nunquam suspectus quisquam tamen meus diligo...
Tantum devoveo vestri ut mihi quod meus causa...
Vos es iam meus catalyst of vox...
Take totus vox EGO transporto vobis quod velieris is ex vel vestri...
Ut EGO tribuo vos to order; solvo is totus...
Pessum do nequam universitas of humanus...
Succurro mihi tempestas impenetrabiilis porta of Olympus...
Succurro mihi sceptrum totus..."
Oyu then, to seal the spell, kissed him lightly on the lips. Kotaro glowed slightly, and then it was over. Oyu smiled to herself; the spell had worked. Now, whenever she killed someone, their energy would flow into Kotaro, and he would never know. He was her catalyst of power, he was going to help her take over the earth to spite the god that had punished her for falling in love, and then he was going to help her storm heaven's gates and rule over both dimensions. In short; he was going to help her take over the world. The best part was this: because of the spell that she used; he would be completely devoted to her always and would never deny her anything she asked for so long as he never discovered that she was only using him and that her 'love' was fake. If that were to happen, she would lose all influence over him, but he would still be her catalyst.
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Kotaro found it odd how easy it was to trust in Oyu's plan to 'purge the world of all it's evil.' He didn't mind though; as soon as she explained it to him, he believed in it. The world needed cleaning up; it needed for all wars to stop and for peace to be brought, and Kotaro was willing to do whatever it took to make his love's dreams come true.
At first the pair started off small, casting spells that eventually killed those who committed heinous crimes, but then as Oyu's power grew, they cast spells that ended wars and battles. Oyu soon began ranting about how pollution and cities were killing the earth and all it's beauty, so she began striking down the giant cities of the world and, unbeknownst to Kotaro once more, gaining even more power with every life she claimed.
After one year of this hell on earth, where you could die and never get a second's worth of warning, Oyu's attitude changed, and Kotaro could clearly see the greed and war lord spirit in her eyes, still, he found no reason not to love her and her plans for the world's future. Her kisses were always as sweet and caring as ever, and when they began to gather a following of those who wanted to be a part of the new world, she was devoted only to him. All the men that she had chanced an encounter with were denied when they tried to get close to her. She cared naught for them, and Kotaro couldn't help but develop a sort of possessiveness for her. Everything was going perfectly.
One day, however, when the two and their new armies decided to strike Tokyo, the world's last major city of opposition, they found a very powerful barrier surrounding it. This amount of power and resistance angered Oyu to no end, and after a month of steady persistence, the barrier was broken. Oyu decided to search for it's source before she destroyed the city; she needed to know and understand that power, so she could fight it more easily in the future.
What she found was a group of rather young adults, no older than Kotaro, and a few young teenagers. They were demons, and one of the demons also had the ability to transform into a priestess. It was an odd opposition, but no matter what Oyu tried, they were all able to combat her with as much fervor and hate as she attacked them with. The two sides had many battles, and Oyu was as impressed as she was angered.
Oyu used her power to see the pasts of this opposition an found and interesting one. Most were from Japan's feudal era, one was a dog demon lord, one his hanyou sibling, another was a former demon slayer, her husband a former monk, a kitsune teenager who looked at the hanyou and 'priestess' as his parents, a teenage orphan girl adopted by the demon lord and his mate-to-be, (who was a dog/rain mixed demoness like her 'daughter',) a cat demon with two tails, a wind demoness, a teenage demoness who could steal souls, and teenage ice demon who was the younger brother of the former demon slayer, a wolf demon prince, and a wolf/fire mixed demoness, whom was the prince's mate-to-be. The priestess, when in her demon form, was a dog/kitsune mix.
Oyu had never come across such a strange group, whose lives were linked to the former Shikon no Tama. They had gathered the jewel together and a wish was made so that they would forever be able to remain together as a group, so, all of the humans, which most of the group consisted of at first, turned to demons while in the feudal era, and humans while in the present era. Oyu was intrigued; this group could travel through time.
Eventually, demons in the present era made themselves known, and after little trouble, were accepted into society as though they were human. Though demons were so much more powerful, they needed to cooperate with humans to live normal lives; their need for blood and destruction had disappeared over the centuries, and they were peaceful. When this amazing phenomenon occurred, the oddly mixed group came to live permanently in the present era, as there were far more opportunities and advances there.
So there the group was, and after a difficult and power draining spell on the priestess's part; they could remain in their demon forms while in the present. Once more, Oyu was amazed; she wanted that kind of power. No matter what she tried, however, nothing worked; the group was too connected, too close to one another to allow them to not save a friend. After studying the group; Oyu knew what she had to do.
The former demon slayer, who was an ice/telepathic mixed demoness, was eight months pregnant with her first child. Oyu then made her first major request of Kotaro; he was to murder her. Kotaro seemed not to mind this order in the least, and without complaint, he went to go obey it.
The young woman, Sango, was a sweet individual. Her husband's name was Miroku, who was gone grocery shopping for the two of them when Kotaro decided to strike. Miroku had been very hesitant to leave Sango unattended for a long period of time, and she had only laughed, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and sent him on his way, stating that she would be just fine. Kotaro felt an odd sensation at that moment, wondering if he would act so concerned and tender if he and Oyu ever had children. He hoped so, but that day was still quite a way's away.
He waited ten minutes after Miroku left to strike, still feeling no qualms about what he was about to do. He made certain to stay downwind from the ice demoness the entire time he was stalking her. When he was right behind her, he grabbed her and snapped her neck before she could even react to his presence, and then without thought, he stabbed her stomach, leaving no chance for the unborn child's survival.
It was then, as her blood ran down his hands, that he began to feel again. He felt guilt, disgust, self-hate, loathing, pain, anger, sadness. Kotaro didn't understand. What had he done? He had fought in battles with Oyu before, but this was different; this was murder in every sense of the word. Kotaro only froze in place as this realization crept into his mind. He looked at Sango's dead body once more, not knowing what to do, and saw a necklace around her neck with her name in it. He took it; he needed something to remind him of humanity; he couldn't do this evil crime again; he needed to carry a piece of humanity with him...
He watched as Miroku ran into his home when he pulled into the driveway and the scent of Sango's blood reached his nose. Kotaro watched as the enraged and completely destroyed man held his dead wife in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably. Kotaro could only look at the ground in shame; he knew he would feel the same had the tables been turned. He could never forgive himself.
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The group had been thrown into a state of complete sadness and anger as Oyu had expected, but the desired effect of such feelings never took place. Instead of losing their grip and giving up; they only fought harder, and became more powerful in their fury. Oyu then came up with a second plan. It was risky, but it would definitely work.
The group's power obviously came from their desire to protect one another and their love for each other. So, Oyu dug deeper into each of their pasts and found that she was right; their love was what kept them going. However, some of the couples had functioned without love or affection before, and so losing it may not do more than enrage them, so, Oyu needed to find things that would damage them as well. Then she discovered the answer; separation.
While together the group was strong, apart they were individual and weak. Though losing love may only enrage some, others it would destroy, but either way they would be separate and alone. All she had to do was get them away from each other, and, in the process, she would have fun tormenting their souls. Their were things that pained those who existed without love, and those things could easily be recreated, and if not; they could be induced. Oyu decided to take Kotaro and go to the past and cast a spell to make her plan work. It would be simple.
And besides...soon it would be time for her to unleash all the power in her catalyst...if things didn't go her way, she still had a plan B.
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Me- I did it...sorry it took so long, but the first two weeks of school got in the way...
Kachie- Yep...lot's of hard work...but here you guys are...
Me- Remember, next is my Kachie/Koga chapter...and then y'all get my Kanna/Kohaku chappie! I promise...you'll want to read it! It sets everything up so that Sango and Miroku can get back to normal!
Kachie- Woot! Finally, something good is going to happen...soon...I hope...
Me- (rolls eyes) Reviewers, review! Kachie, stop thinking before you hurt yourself!
P.S. Here is the English translation of Kotaro's spell:
Please send me a fallen angel,
Send her to save my ways,
And my life,
Send her to send me in the right direction,
Let her remain in my care,
Open the gate of God,
Give my fallen a second chance at salvation...
While she gives me mine...
And here is the English translation of Oyu's spell:
My angel, my demon, my human,
Open your heart and soul,
Accept the power I thrust into you with no regrets,
Never suspect anything but my love,
Only devote yourself to me and my cause,
You are now my catalyst of power,
Take all the power I send to you and hide it from even yourself,
When I give you the command; release it all,
Wreck the vile world of humans,
Help me storm the impenetrable gates of Heaven,
Help me rule all.