INTERVENTION! While Lenrouh is away, I'm going to tell what Kyu is up to (suspense build for the next chapter!):
Kyu awoke in her bed. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand. It read 11:34pm. She was thirsty, so she headed for the stair that led to the kitchen dazedly. She rubbed her eyes as she walked. As her feet moved her forward, they were unaware of where the stairs were located in the dark. She misplaced her foot and fell, plummeting down the hardwood stairway. She landed without any grace at the bottom. Flat on her back she lay. Several of her bones were cracked and fractured. Including her neck. It was fractured, so she was still alive.
Out in the shadows of the living room, something lurched. It was on top of her in a flash. Kyu tried to screech but she couldn't move her jaws. A boy's face hovered above hers. It was expressionless and cold. His eyes were in the same stat, no emotion. They were black with a hint of hazel. His hair was the darkest shade of brunette she had ever seen, and moreover ever would. It was almost black. Tiny fangs protruded from his mouth. Just enough to see the white tips. Enormous white wings curled over on his back. She could feel his breath on her face. He was holding her down, but he didn't need to. Just the sight of him paralyzed Kyu.
His lips opened against hers, but didn't kiss her. He blew his hot breath deeply into her like he would a fragile balloon. Kyu could feel his breath wind through her like a steady stream, caressing the inside of ever limp and part of her. Something awakened inside her. It was struggling and clinging to stay inside, but was being pulled by an unknown source. It struggled with all it's might to stay, while the unknown pull heaved her body, making her gasp and pant. Then Kyu realized something. The thing that didn't want to leave was Kyu herself! She turned and looked down on her own body. It's eyes were closed and it seemed to be struggling to breath. The boy was sitting back now, as if to give her room. She attempted to stand up, but was held down at the waist by her body. She was still attached. Kyu's new form glowed. She knew what was happening then.
"You! What . . ." She paused, listening to her ghostly soft voice "What is this?" she cried. Kyu reached out to slap the boy's face. She couldn't. Her hand began to dissipate when it came within touching distance. She pulled her hand back. Her eyes glistened with fear.
"Am I . . . dead?" Kyu's voice was barely a whisper.
"Yes. Well, in the process of dying really." The boy's voice was flat and without feeling.
"Dying? So I can be saved?" Kyu asked weakly, sparks of hope in her eyes.
"Yes."
"Then help!" Kyu felt her spirit being released further. She could stand now.
To Kyu's astonishment, her captor lay her spirit back down so it was inside the body again.
"I thought I couldn't touch anything." Kyu said.
"You can't touch me. I can touch you." He said, his voice void of anything that suggested feelings.
He opened his mouth over hers again and sucked. Kyu felt like something clicked back into place. She felt his breath creep out of her again. Back into him. In a few minutes Kyu could move again.
"What about my broken bones? I don't feel any pain." Kyu said, her voice normal again.
"Your bones are healed." said the boy. He helped her up. She backed against the wall. She didn't know what to do. He'd just tried to kill her, but then again he saved her. She didn't know how to react.
He came towards her. He put his mouth over hers for a third time, but this time he kissed her. He used his body to press hers against the wall and held her wrists to it with his hands. As he kissed her, Kyu's body began to tingle everywhere. Waves of heat were sent through her. It wasn't at all unpleasant, so she kissed him back and pulled her hands free. She placed them on his face. It was cold as death. She pulled them away again, and he released her.
Then he swept her off her feet and carried up the stairs. He used his wings to shield her from running away as he climbed. She began to panic as he set her down on her bed. To her surprise, he covered her with blankets and tucked her in. Then he strode to the end of the bed and perched on the backboard like a bird, staring at her. His face was blank.
"I can't sleep with you staring like that." said Kyu.
"Then don't."
Kyu flicked on the light and crawled over to him.
"I have some questions."
"Then ask."
"Ok. First off, what are you?" Kyu said, sitting next to the backboard on wich he perched.
"I am an angel of death." He answered her simply, his voice flat and empty.
"Then why didn't you kill me if you bring death?"
"I couldn't." he murmured, his voice finally changing pitch.
" Why not?"
"I don't know."
"Why did you come here?"
"To kill and eat someone."
"Me?"
"You happened to be the closest."
"Why don't you show emotion?"
"I am incapable."
"Why's that?"
He sighed.
"They were taken away when I was made a death angel." he said.
"By who?"
"I don't know."
"Why were they taken?"
"So when we kill, we don't feel sympathy, and we won't fall in love."
"Why can't you feel those things? Why doesn't the person who took them want you to feel?"
"Feelings interfere with our duty to bring death."
" I thought angels with white wings were good."
"They aren't white."
"They sure look it to me."
"They are painted."
"Why are they painted?"
He sighed again.
"So as not to frighten our victims right away. Things with black wings are often associated with the devil."
'Well, aren't you?"
"No, we don't work for the good nor the bad. We are under own own division."
"One more question. Why did you kiss me if you have no feelings?"
"I was merely cementing your soul to your body. The more I kiss you, and the longer, the more years you will live."
"That's kind of you."
"We may be heartless, but it doesn't mean we can't do good things."
"It's kind of hard to believe those wings are black. The white is too pure."
"Let me use your shower and I will prove it."
"You may."
"Do you have towels?"
"We do, in the hall closet. Before you go, what is your name?"
"Cairn." He walked out of the room then. Kyu heard him grab a towel.
(Cairn's point of view)
In the shower, the angel scrubbed his wings hard with a washcloth and sponge. The paint slowly chipped away. It took him hours to scrub it all away. Now the feathers of his wings were black as space. He stepped out of the shower, dried his hair, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He stepped into Kyu's room. She was asleep. He removed his towel and curled up near her on the bed, bare of clothing. Suddenly pain was inflicted upon his heart. It throbbed and pulsated hard. He was feeling something. An emotion. Love. In moments it was gone, the feeling and the pain. He'd heard of this before. His body was calling his emotions back. He knew that if he ever retrieved full control over his emotions, and they were all back to him, he would die. Another reason emotions are forbidden. He curled into a ball facing away from Kyu, still naked and shaking from his experience.