-1An: Well I'm back with another oneshot. My Rayearth readers are going to kill me for writing outside the fandom, I pretty much live over there. Mhhee, I needed a break from Rayearth so tah daa Princess Ai oneshot. I've been meaning to add on so here we go. I don't really know if it qualifies as angst but oh well. It's more a brooding fic.

: Heavenly Hell:

'Why am I doing this?' he asked himself as he wound his way among the collapsing ruins of a long abandoned palace. Flowers grew wild over broken, creamy white columns and dilapidated, cracked stair railings. Evening was settling in and fireflies roamed wild among the hanging moss and lilac blossoms.

'Because you love her, of course' the small voice in the back of his head answered.

'Shut up' he retorted.

'Isn't it a little late for denial?' It asked.

He banished the voice and sat down in a sulking manor in the old garden, well in fact the whole grounds were a garden now but this area was where the growth had originated. The breeze ruffled his light cotton like shirt bringing with it the sweet smell of flora. The heavily ornate lacing up the back of the shirt allowed his lavender wings to freely float in the wind.

A soft yawn escaped him and his feathery appendages stretched themselves out, flapping a few beats before gently folding down to his back. He was waiting for her in this place, as they had done many times before. It was foolish of him, of both of them really, but that did little to stop them. It was quite pointless to try to apply reason to it, as she had told him once herself, 'The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.'

The lavender winged angel sat waiting with these thoughts and many more troublesome ones on his mind, so consumed was he with his brooding that he did not hear her approach.

Quiet little feet danced among the roses, anemone, and morning glories and fore o'clocks. Like a lonesome frey she sprung among the blossoms looking for the one she had come to play her tricks on. Blue-green eyes lit with joy as she found her prey, she pounced forward.

Soft white hands covered his eyes from behind; the movement startled him considerably for a second before realization dawned. A gentle smile tugged at his lips.

"Guess who?" whispered the soft, melodious feminine voice.

He reached up and lovingly pulled her hands away and held them tightly within his. Tilting his head back, silver strands of hair fell back revealing the deep amber colored eyes behind them.

His smile widened revealing some of his pearly colored teeth but the smile didn't completely touch his eyes. She noticed.

"You're sad." It was a statement not a question.

Inhaling deeply he started to protest but stopped when she lightly pressed her fingers to his lips as she settled down beside him in the spongy green foliage.

"Why?" That was a question.

Her hand reached up softly tracing his strong jaw line. He closed his eyes for a moment and relished the sensation, her other hand stroked one of his wings, smoothing feathers in a soothing gesture.

Somehow when he was with this woman all his willpower seemed to go right out the window. If felt so good to be with her, there was something so good about her, so warm, warmer than the brightest sunshine. How could he possibly resist something so beautiful?

It was a sin. It had to be. Something so sweet and tempting, like forbidden fruit, had to be a sin. And he was sure there was a place reserved for him in hell for it too, but if heaven was a place without her he'd much rather go to hell. Yes it was a sin, but a beautiful sin.

A sin as beautiful and tragic as a rose that's been cut.

Roses. Like those that represent human royalty. Her bloodline.

This unpleasant thought brought him back to her question. "We mustn't keep meeting like this…"

There was a sadness that tinted her eyes, "Why?" she asked again her arms tying around his neck even as she asked, pulling her closer to him.

Her mere presences was so overwhelming, it was so hard to fight back something he wanted so desperately. "Communication between humans and dougen is forbidden…" So close, just so close, if he were only to lean a bit more forward… "It's the way of the gods…we mustn't…"

'fall in love…' He found himself unable to finish the thought as he gave in and crushed his lips to hers. 'But it's already too late…' he added silently as his fingers tangled in her fine blond hair as he deepened the kiss. Gently he bit at her bottom lip, as soft and pink as cherry blossoms. Pulling away his lips found the hallow of her throat and worked their way down to her collar bone.

She gasped faintly as they fell back into the soft earth. His free hand found hers and twined their fingers together. Wings fluttered quietly to match the throbbing of his heart deep in his chest.

In the gentle quiet of the night as they relished in each other's every movement, with only the moon light and fireflies as witness he came to a conclusion.

'Ah, hell it is then…'

An: That's a wrap I guess. I purposely didn't use their names, I thought it made it more errr…interesting…? Ya I'll go with that. I'll prolly update this fic randomly, whenever I need a break from my main fic I'm working on I guess. So over and out for now. Thanks.

VKiera