Chapter 2 - Around Noon

Sora woke up the next morning, although he wasn't completely sure whether or not to call it one, since it was probably noon already. He had stayed with Jibril for the better part of the night, spending it with hugging her and some occasional snogging. After quite some hours, his rational thoughts had returned, and he knew that he had to return to his own room, on behalf of his younger sister. She would normally wake up around twelve, and Sora knew that if he wasn't in their room when his sister would open her eyes to start her day, Shiro would panic.

Therefore, he was back in the room that he shared with his sister, resting his head on his pillow, imagining it to be certain body parts of a certain girl he now could call his girlfriend. A smile creeped onto his face, and it stayed there up until he closed his eyes to let his mind drift away once more.

Approximately two hours after Sora had left her room, Jibril had opened her eyes to catch the sunbeams that shimmered through the curtains. Curtains that were in front of huge windows that someone had once decided about that a palace like this would not be complete without. The Flügel had flicked her wrist and mumbled a spell to pull these curtains back into their closed position, but the harm was already done: She was awake.
"Bloody sunrise, it would almost make me feel sentimental to the Decade of Eruptions…" She said yawning, sending her thoughts back in history.

That part of history had been a wonderful time, if you were a godkilling warrior, that is. The Decade of Eruptions had begun when the Goddess of the Eternal Fire was defeated on the steps of . In a last stand, she had called to her First Servant: The Eternal Fire. It had answered her call, causing volcanic eruptions all over the world. It took ten years for the world to cool down, and almost twice as many years before all the dust was cleared from the air. It was a time filled with boredom, and it was not a time that Jibril thought about that much. But now, with the sun piercing into her room, pulling her from the wonderful dreams that she'd had, she almost wished that the dust was still in the air.

Dreams… Inappropriate but wonderful dreams. Dreams about herself, dreams about Sora, dreams about them. A red shade creeped onto Jibril`s face, combined with a small smile. Inappropriate indeed.
Sighing, Jibril prepared herself mentally to leave the coziness of her bed. Next to her was still a small pile of sheets, as if to remind her that getting up would be worth it, since she could spend the time with her new-found inamorato. The warmth of her bed though, was awfully pleasing.

With quite some effort, mainly because her body did not want to leave, she pushed the sheets off her, and rose from the bed. The first step of getting ready for the day was done, now for the second…

As expected, Shiro woke up next to her brother. Nothing strange there. The room was the same, they were still in Disboard, it was a normal time for her to wake up. But why was it that for some reason, Shiro couldn't shake off the feeling that something was different. Sora was still asleep, which was unusual, but not completely unheard of between the two of them.

Rising up, she walked towards the royal bathroom, picking up a few clothes that were spread around the chamber. She disliked taking showers, but they would help her think. And she felt that she could use some help with solving her strange feeling that something was wrong.

As she opened the left one of the two huge doors that gave entrance to the bathroom, though one could just as well call it a bathhouse.

She dropped her clothes on a bench and walked towards the shower section. Movement to her right caught her attention. In front of one of the mirrors was an underdressed Jibril, spending an awful lot of time on fixing her hair and her wings, apparently. Shiro didn't understand the need for girls to spend so much time on their appearances, and she thought that the Flügel had the same opinion. Besides, she was a magical creature, couldn't she just mutter a spell to keep her hair locked in place? Shiro shrugged, picked a shower and didn't spend it another thought.

The thing that Shiro noticed, the fact that she was spending a large amount of time on her appearance, didn't go unnoticed by the Flügel herself. Shaking her head, she wondered why it felt like she couldn't do anything about it, she just felt pulled to the mirror to correct one or two wandering hairs, or to put a few feathers back into the perfect position. She knew that, as soon as she would leave the mirror, she would walk, and everything would fell out of it`s perfect place again. She knew this, and still she was spending three times longer than normal in front of the mirroring glass. She sighed, and after one last check, she walked away from the mirror, looking back only one last time, and picked up the rest of her clothes. Not that she normally wore that much clothes, and all that was left to do were her skirt, the long sleeves that came with it, and her gloves.

Now fully dressed, she left the bathhouse, in a search for the third thing that she needed before she could call herself ready for the day.

The moment he woke up again, Sora noticed that he had overslept. That in itself wasn't really surprising, considering the fact that he had been awake for the better part of the night. Rising up, Sora decided not to bother with new clothes. He liked the way his clothes smelled now, a small hint of a certain Flügel embedded into them.

Swiftly dressing, Sora made up his plans for the next few hours. Stephanie was busy with the Warbeasts to figure out how the just founded "Elkia Federation" should be ruled, and how they could challenge the Elves. Since there was no need for Sora to worry himself about that, he could just spend his time at the castle. His stomach made him aware of a more pressing matter; Food. The King of Imanity left his room and went towards the kitchens, his mind distracted by both his hunger and his thoughts about the previous night.

She always liked spending time in the kitchens, watching the personnel working together in hasty but coordinated moves. Enjoying some simple breakfast, even though it was already past noon, she just watched the people in the kitchens. Focussed on this, the Flügel didn't notice that someone was standing right behind her.

Jibril`s attention was caught by her breakfast and the scenes in the kitchen, allowing Sora to make his approach without being noticed. With a few steps he closed the remaining distance between them and moved his head close to Jibril`s, still unnoticed.

"Morning Angel, slept well?" He whispered, causing the Flügel to spin her head around, almost knocking into him.
"By Artosh, Sora, don't do that to me." She said, still shocked, before continuing: "But, yes, after you left I did sleep quite well. That is, until the sun decided to disturb my slumber and the dreams that came with it."

The words were accompanied by a soft giggle, that made Sora wonder about what exactly these dreams had been. The giggling seemed to shock Jibril as well, for she muttered a few words, probably a curse. Sora smiled and moved one more step closer to her, causing the still seated Flügel to look up to him. Bending down, he placed a small kiss on her lips. The expression on Jibril`s face changed as she smile, and Sora felt himself even further smitten by the angel.

"Now, not to ruin this, but I am absolutely starving. I will ask for some food and then join you again."

As he stepped away from the bench and Jibril, a hand grabbed his arm, pulling him back to her in a downwards spiralling motion. His face ended next to hers, and the angel rose up a little bit to give him another peck. After this, she let him go to fetch his food.

"And how was the rest of your night, Sora? Were you able to get enough rest after you returned to your own room?" She asked as soon as he had returned to the table.

The boy shot her a genuine and special smile, stirring Jibril from inside, before giving her an answer. "Well, I slept for a long time, and didn't wake up until fifteen minutes ago. I guess that spending time with you last night threw a wrench in my normal schedule. Not that I regret doing so, though."

Jibril laughed, "Your 'normal schedule' is probably not a schedule that many would consider normal, Sora. But I am glad that the lack of sleep didn't make you regret the events of last night."

Sora shook his head, a small bit of disbelief apparent on his face. "Regret? How, pray tell, could I ever regret spending a night with one of the most beautiful- scratch that, the most beautiful girl around? The sun would rise in the night before I'd regret that, Jibril. Please, don't think that I will ever regret doing anything of that sort with you…"

"That's sweet of you to say, Sora, it really is." The Flügel said, a small hint of red on her cheeks, something that -much to the Flügel`s discontent- seemed to happen more and more.

"Now, is there anything that you would like to do today?" The king of Imanity asked her.

Jibril shook her head. "Nothing specific, no. I guess I`ll just cling to you for the entire day, and we can spend it together. Is there anything that you would like to do?"

Just as Jibril did a few seconds ago, Sora shook his head. "Not really, hanging around with you sounds good. I`m sure that we will find something to do somewhere today, and otherwise we'll just do nothing. And, I must say, that sounds just as appealing as long as it is with you…"

The Flügel smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, their empty plates in front of them. "Sounds good, got a specific place in mind where we can do nothing for the remnants of this day, my King?"

The smile on Sora`s face slowly changed into a grin, and he nodded. "I think I do… Follow me, my angel."

Things were all going well at the embassy that now belonged to the Elkia Federation, and Stephanie Dola couldn't help but be cheerful at her progress. They had decided that, for the sake of dealing with foreign countries, it would be best to keep Elkia as the capital of the newfound Federation. It didn't really matter that much, but it was easier for other countries to reach them when their capital was located on land, and not on a small island somewhere in the big mass of water. Anyway, with some of her advisors here to do the rest of the work, Stephanie was ready to return home. Maybe now Sora would recognise her as someone who could get things done, and not just a bother. Sora, she thought, would be the perfect guy if he would finally decide to do something, and not just sit around reading or playing games. But, she was confident that she could fix that once they would be more than friends. Her bags packed and the carriage ready to bring her back to the harbor, she was eager to return to Elkia.

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Well, I`m back. Exams are over, and thus I can start writing again. Wish of an Angel was first on the list, and thus you all have a second chapter. I hope this gets just as many good feedback as the first chapter. Absurdly enough, people deem this story good enough for their follows and fav's, something that always makes my day.
Somehow, with just one chapter (and no promisses of lemons etc. (they might come in the future though)) Wish of an Angel made it to the frontpage of No Game No Life, if you sort on Fav's and/or Follows. Seeing this always makes me feel proud.
Now, a specific shoutout to Nalced90, for adding Wish of an Angel to his Fav's, go check out his story, since it is quite entertaining. His story is either one above, or one below mine, so it shouldn't be that hard to find.
I also want to say sorry for the horizontal lines throughout the story. This website deletes any other way I find "not too disturbing", thus I was stuck with no other choice but the full lining.

Now, leave a review if you have anything to say, or just send me a message. I`ve rambled on for long enough now.
Cya!
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