I let my good friend MikanYuzu choose what I should update next and this is what she picked so, here we are!

Warning for language and mention of rape

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Soft.

The cold, hard ground she usually found herself passed out on was now unusually soft. And warm. Her nose twitched, plus, a pleasant heady scent has now replaced the stomach churning smell of medicine and blood.

Could her captor have actually shown enough mercy for once to give her an actual bed?

Her body no longer ached in unbearable pain - able to heal properly now that she was finally able to get a decent rest for once. Possibly the most rest she's gotten since she's come down to earth.

Heavy lids gradually lifted to reveal lavender eyes that blinked drowsily in the dark room. Something shiny caught the side of her eye and she turned her head to see the only light source in the darkened area. Her eyes narrowed, catching sight of a lounging figure sitting in a chair and playing on a phone, the light from the device only illuminating the person's chin and shirt - leaving their identity a mystery to her inquiring eyes.

Was that really her cruel captor?

She's never once seen him sit around so casually and letting her rest, he always has something that he wants to do to her.

"K-Kabuto?" She croaked out before she could stop her foolish actions at alerting him to her being awake. If he notices she's up, he'll want to 'play' with her again.

Her mouth clamped shut once the figure straightened up.

"Ah." He got up and she mimicked his action, grabbing the fluffy blanket over her and pressing it protectively against her chest. Scooting to the end of the bed until her back bumped into a wall and curled up to appear smaller to the male. She could hear the man walking in the darkness for a few seconds until a click sounded and blinding light flooded the room.

The angel squeaked at the jarring change and had to blink a bit until her vision adjusted to the now visible room. She was still blinking blearily, hands holding the blue blanket to her mouth timidly as a pair of legs clad in black jeans appeared in her sight, standing at the end of the bed.

"You're awake." A deep voice murmured, drawing her gaze up until it landed on the face of a dark haired male staring apathetically at her. It soon dawned on her that those midnight colored eyes were the exact same ones that she saw before passing out earlier.

Wait.

Her breath hitched, memories making its way back to her.

She escaped! Her prison - her hell, was left far, far behind and hopefully never to be seen again.

But then...who is this? Could he be an accomplice of her sadistic captor? Or could he perhaps...be worse than the silver haired man?

She shivered, his face didn't show a single inch of emotion, making her theory about possibly landing into even worse hands seem all the more real.

"You were bleeding a lot. I'm surprised you didn't die from how much blood was gushing from your back." He finally said after silence lingered awkwardly in the air as the two stared each other down, one uncaring while the other was wary.

Her back...

The areas by her shoulder blades suddenly throbbed as if to remind her of why she lost so much blood in the first place.

Her wings!

Lavender orbs shot over to the side in distress, temporarily dropping her guard in front of the unknown male in favor of reaching a hand around to her back. Fingertips met with the soft material of a black shirt. Frustrated, the blue haired angel thoughtlessly pulled the shirt off and tossed it to the side, taking no notice of the male choking in surprise at the unexpected action.

Sure, her chest is covered by the bandages - but he wasn't expecting her to just strip like that. Clearing his throat, the male turned his face away with pink dusting along his pale cheeks; his brother was the one who dressed her wounds and he didn't pay much attention to her body when he carried her home - so he didn't get to really see how...blessed she was in the chest area until now.

Rubbing the back of his head, the raven haired male went to retrieve the discarded shirt to get the mysterious female to put it back on.

Only to feel his cheeks flare up at the sight of the bandages that was previously shielding milky flesh laying unraveled and useless around her waist as she reached a hand around to slide her fingertips along the damaged flesh of her back - now rough and scabbed over, remaining as a reminder to what she's lost. Soon, tears bubbled up along the edges of glassy lavender eyes, tiny hiccups escaping the trembling woman.

The raven haired man was unsure of how to approach the new situation presented in front of him. First of all, she's topless (he's trying his best to avoid looking down) and now she's crying - he does not know how to handle anyone crying.

Uh oh and now the tears are actually beginning to dribble down her cheeks as she continued rubbing the torn tissue on her back desperately, sniffling quietly in the silent room. Fingers tightened around the shirt as the lone male seriously contemplated leaving the room, hoping that maybe she'll get over it by the time he comes to check on her again.

Eventually, he settled on tossing the shirt onto her lap as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Does it...hurt or something?" Maybe she really does need to go to the hospital even though Itachi claimed that it wasn't necessary. Well, it's a good thing the older Uchiha was a doctor, he can easily patch her up himself.

"My...m-my wings.." She whispered in such a low tone that the raven had to strain his ears just to hear her words. "Without my wings.."

Wings?

Itachi did seem interested in the wounds on her back. Could she really have had wings?

But...what human would have wings?

What the hell was this woman.

"What-" He was interrupted by the bedroom clicking open.

"Sasuke, I'll watch the girl if she wakes up. Go eat dinner." Itachi ordered, striding into the room and pausing at the sight of the topless and crying female along with his rather uncomfortable and confused looking sibling. Now, what in the world happened when he left to make dinner?

"Ah, she's conscious." Was all that came out of his mouth instead.

"Itachi...she's crying about her...wings," His younger brother leveled him with a hard stare, one finger pointing shamelessly at the trembling female curled up in his bed, "What the hell did I bring home?"

"Don't be rude Sasuke." Itachi reprimanded dully, making sure to flick his blunt brother's forehead on his way to the female. Sitting on the bed next to the woman, the older sibling took no notice or care of her flinch when he reached out to nudge her to lean forward so he could examine the scabbed over wounds.

"Hmm, I heard about demons hiding on earth," He murmured, grazing his fingers over the rough skin gently, dark eyes regarding the wounds and their location with interest, "But I didn't think it was true."

The woman was sniffling and curling in on herself, trying her best to subtly move away from the man and his curious fingers - she was afraid of what he might have in store for her. Will he cut her open too? "I-I'm not a demon." She whispered, wiping her watery eyes on the blanket.

"Ooh," Itachi hummed, leaning down to peek at her hidden face, dark eyes watching her with curiosity. "Then what are you?"

"I'm..." The angel quickly sealed her lips before the words could come out. Would saying what she is put her in a world of fear again? She didn't like the idea of escaping one hell only to land in another.

Her cautious gaze flitted between the two men near her - how does she know she can trust them? Thanks to Kabuto, she now knows how good of a facade humans can put up only to reveal what they're really like once she's trapped.

She doesn't want to be a toy again for some sadistic humans. Perhaps, their cruel nature is why she's always heard about demons mingling willingly with humans, blending in and living with them. They fit perfectly together - all carnal pleasure and violence, things that she has been shielded her whole life from and yet has gotten much too aquatinted with in her short time on earth.

No wonder angels were forbidden from going down to earth.

If only she hadn't let naive curiosity take over her - she would still be happy and safe with her family, wings in her possession.

Sensing the woman's hesitation, Itachi sent her a small smile, "Don't be afraid to tell me, I won't hurt you."

Hinata froze up at his words, those words that should be reassuring. Those words that sent a chill circling around her spine as she remembered it being used to draw her in - like a mouse to the claws of a waiting cat.

"Come on in. I won't hurt you." Those soft spoken words tickled her ears as a warm hand gently cradled her own, fingers wrapping around her own securely with a coaxing tug. The friendly smile that she now knows was fake along with those dark eyes shining with hospitality that would soon turn cold - examining her like a scientist would a lab rat.

Fake.

Fake.

Fake.

He wore that mask so well that she never noticed his intent until after he closed the door and had her trapped to do as he pleased.

And now she was once again trapped with more humans hiding behind a mask.

And who knows what these two humans are planning to do with her. It could be even worse than with Kabuto for all she knew.

A hand touching her shoulder jolted her out of her thoughts with a horrified squeak to see those dark eyes still watching her, this time with a hint of concern in them, "Are you okay?"

A shadow fell over her and she looked up to see the other human standing over her, towering over her tiny frame with a raised brow, "Whats your problem?" He asked gruffly, leaning down to get closer look at the jumpy female.

Lavender eyes widened at the sight of his chin, bangs dangling on the side and triggering memories that she would prefer to forget.

Heavy pants and grunts reached her ears, wrists ached with the hands clamped around them. Her gaze was blurry with tears but she could still make out the parted lips where puffs of warm air flowed out, silver bangs dangling on either side, swinging recklessly with its owner's movements. Her eyes clamped shut when he leaned down with a chuckle, lips covering her whimpering ones with a greedy grin as he continued to fill her over and over.

"Nooo!" She cried hysterically, frantically scrambling away from the two until she fell off the side of the bed in her panic. The younger was immediately at her side, hands held out towards her curled body but hesitating at the terrible trembling wracking her form.

Sasuke looked to his brother for help but Itachi merely watched her contemplatively, piecing together the fact that this woman must have been through some traumatic events. Which means they would have to be careful with her, he nodded at Sasuke, "Be gentle."

The younger Uchiha looked back at the woman. Gentle. Right. He never was gentle, but it doesn't hurt to try.

He placed his hand carefully on her arm and was immediately rewarded with a flinch and whimper, "Hey.." He murmured in as soft a tone he could muster.

"P-please don't hurt m-me too." Her tiny voice sounded out, thick with fright. Her body quivered violently, even as he rubbed his palm along her skin in attempt to soothe her.

He couldn't help but feel a tad bit offended at her words. Hurt? He was the one that found her and saved her dammit! Why the hell would she think that he would go through the trouble of saving her just to hurt her?

"We aren't going to hurt you." He assured her with a frown when she began to shrink away from his touch, attempting to subtly scoot away from him.

"T-that's what he told me too.." She whispered with a trembling voice, the hand on her arm so warm but she knows not to fall for another lie. "...And then he.." She trailed off, not wanting to relive any of it if she doesn't have too.

"Is this person the one that took your wings?" The older one with the velvety voice asked from above her, still seated comfortably on the bed.

"...Y-yes." She finally answered after much hesitation.

"Do you know his name?" He inquired.

"Uhm...Kabuto." Itachi placed a finger against his chin in thought. Well, that isn't much help, there was more than one Kabuto in this large city, "What about a last name?"

"I...I don't know." She answered honestly, he never gave her a last name and frankly, she doesn't care as long as she doesn't have to go back to him.

Itachi decided to make a mental note of the name, maybe he'll eventually find the person who could mentally and physically damage this harmless creature so badly. He would enjoy having a 'talk' with him.

"Well, I can promise you that we're nothing like the person who did this to you." He reassured her though his words did nothing to get her out of the balled up form she's taken. It definitely doesn't seem like it'll be easy to get her to stop being so defensive - not that he could blame her.

"Y-you're lying." She whimpered, refusing to listen and believe the soft words of the long haired man. She could hear him release a sigh and tensed, wondering if perhaps she chose the wrong words.

The long haired man said nothing further, however, a growl coming from her front alerted her that perhaps she's irritated the younger human. The hand previously rubbing her arm, gripped it and pushed her until she was on her back, where his other hand grasped her chin and forced her to face his sneering expression.

"We're the ones that saved and patched you up, what makes you think that we have any plans on hurting you?" He snarled out aggressively and so out of left field that she was shocked that he didn't trigger any horrible memories - but perhaps his words that he was uttering was enough to distract her. "Don't you think that if we wanted to hurt you - we would've done it already?"

Wide lavender eyes gazed up at glaring onyx ones in wonder and apprehension. He did have a point. She was trapped in this room, if they wanted they could have done whatever they wanted to her instead of trying to talk to her like this.

Kabuto certainly didn't hesitate on jumping her as soon as the door was shut.

Maybe...maybe, she was wrong about all humans being similar to demons. They are her father's creation after all, she still held a small hope that not all of them were as vile as her silver haired captor.

Perhaps...it wouldn't hurt to try to trust these two?

However, the younger one's aggressiveness was making her nervous.

"Can...can you let me go, please?" She whispered, eyes sliding away from his own anxiously.

Onyx orbs blinked, catching himself. Oops, he let his irritation get the better of him, he cleared his throat and pulled his gaze from her face. Only to get an eyeful of her very exposed chest, he made a choked noise and heard a chuckle behind him at his reaction.

Glaring over his shoulder at his amused sibling, Sasuke gathered the female up in his arms and tossed her roughly onto the bed where she released a startled squeak. She almost fell off if it wasn't for Itachi grabbing her shoulders with a shake of his head, "What did I say about being gentle, Sasuke?"

"Hn." Was all he got in reply as the younger brother turned away and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He needs to get that sight out of his head.

Itachi turned his attention to the trembling woman who was watching him in trepidation about what his next move might be but he merely held up the forgotten gauze with a smile, "I don't think you need this anymore, but let's just keep your wounds wrapped up for tonight, just in case."

Hesitantly, she lifted her arms and let him rewrap her, eyes watching him and his brother warily the whole time. She wants to try to trust them but it doesn't hurt to be careful.

Once he finished, she felt fingers ghost along her belly and squeaked, hands darting down to cover the smooth expanse of skin there.

Itachi was eyeing the area with furrowed brows, "Now, I know I saw stitches along your abdomen...did you heal that fast?" And it wasn't a little bit of stitches either - it was a lot. In a giant x along her abdomen, which told him that she went through a vivisection, something like that wouldn't just heal normally over a couple nights. His gaze swept along the bed until he found the discarded thread from her stitches laying uselessly along the sheets.

"I heal when I sleep...and this was the first time since I've come to earth that I've had a decent rest." Her fingers pressed along the flesh of her abdomen, relieved that it was finally healed, it was painful and couldn't heal properly with how little rest she got in the uncomfortable, cold room. Didn't help that her captor constantly visited her too.

"Hmm...mind telling me what you are now?" Itachi pressed once again, handing the dark shirt to the female and watching as she slid it on. He could easily read the reluctance in her gaze, "I promise we aren't like Kabuto."

Sasuke glances over his shoulder to see the edgy female nibbling her lip and twiddling her thumbs anxiously. He was curious to know what the fuck he brought home since he thought she was a person that needed help, not a creature that could just sleep off their injuries.

After much delay and uncomfortable squirming from the two pairs of eyes scrutinizing her, Hinata finally whispered out her answer, "..Angel."

"What the hell would an angel want to come down here for?" Sasuke blurted out before he could stop himself, blinking incredulously at the woman and trying to fathom exactly why she would be here - isn't heaven like paradise or some shit? "Don't you have it good up in the clouds?"

Itachi refrained from saying anything, he was also curious about her answer. Demons he could understand, hell is probably extremely unpleasant but he would think that heaven would be amazing compared to earth.

"Y-yes...but I was curious about humans...you're father's most prized creations and I wanted to get to know you. And yet..." Tears once again pricked the corners of her milky eyes as she hugged her knees against her chest, a flash of silver appearing in her vision, that fake smile searing in her mind, "...Yet, I never would have thought that something made in his image would be so...cruel."

"You know," The younger sibling piped up, face scrunched up in irritation as he scratched the back of his head, "It's rude to lump all of us humans together."

"You're one to talk about rude." Itachi deadpanned, earning himself a vicious glare from his brother.

"Shut up."

"But he's right. You shouldn't just write all of us off as cruel, after all, Kabuto is the only human you've met so far, right?" Itachi asked with a tilt of his head in attempt to see her hiding face. The corner of his lips tilted up when she nodded her head, "Then you should give us a chance, Sasuke is a bit rough around the edges," He ignored the finger Sasuke sent his way. "But we'll treat you good. We won't make you suffer like that Kabuto person did."

He stood up and held his hand out towards her as an offer to help her up and the angel could feel her eyes continue to glisten with unshed tears as they roamed over his sincere face. Atleast, she hoped they were sincere - she prayed that any remaining love for humans wouldn't be crushed with these two siblings. There had to be a reason that her father loved these humans so dearly, right?

Itachi took that as some nice progress when the angel slipped her much smaller hand into his, allowing him to engulf it in his long fingers as he helped her stand up.

"Hey," She jumped and curled her fingers into Itachi's sleeve at the gruff voice calling her. Lavender eyes drifted to the more harder pair of onyx eyes and unintentionally found herself clinging to the older brother - nervous of the more aggressive younger one. "What's your name?"

"...Hinata." She whispered, breaking his hard stare to gaze at his collar instead; it was much less intimidating than his eyes.

"Hn. Sasuke."

Fingers tightened around her own, drawing her gaze back to the older brother, "And I'm Itachi. Now tell me Hinata, do you eat?"

"Uhm...I can, but I don't need to." She can eat but it wasn't required for her to survive, she mostly only ate when they had an event or celebration going on. Other then that, most angels don't care to partake in something meaningless to them.

Hinata squeaked when Itachi began walking, tugging her along by her hand, "Well, I made dinner so you should try. It's very delicious with plenty of cabbage."

Sasuke trailed along behind the two with a sneer growing on his lips at his brother's words, "Stop only cooking shit you like!"