Yuki came back to the exact spot where that kid named Dynamis saved him yesterday. And this time, he looked at the streets before he crossed them. The wind had settled down this morning, although the temperature didn't show any signs of rising. Oh well. A cloud of mist descended as the fog morning grew until a haze of and, the thick and soupy wet air brushed against Yuki's skin. His cloths absorbed the water in the air and becoming damp.

"D-Dynamis... Y-you here?" Yuki gulped. He could barely see his hand in front of his face, and he wiped the steam and condensed water off his glasses.

Dynamis stepped out the veil of black shadows, "So you have decided to come?"

Yuki turned around slipping on a puddle of melting snow, "Ouch!" Dynamis stuck out his hand swiftly pulling Yuki up.

"Have you told anyone about what happened yesterday?" Dynamis glared daggers at Yuki as if telling him that he would pay the price if anyone found out about this little secret they shared. Yuki laughed nervously.

"N-no... I-I didn't t-tell anyone!" Yuki played around with the hem of his jacket.

"You better tell of the truth," Dynamis grunted and shook his head. "Do not tell a soul about this knowledge about me and human angel hybrids."

"What are you talking about?!" Yuki anime sweat-dropped. "What is a human angel hybrid?"

"They are part human and part angel," Dynamis frowned as if a bad memory hit him hard in the head. "Most of them have cut off their wings, not only to keep the secret, but their wings tend to be useless and drag them down."

"Then why do you have them?" Yuki wondered.

"Because I can use them. Something I still do not fully understand," Dynamis sighed, and Dynamis started to stroll away.

A car started to rush towards the two.

"Come!" Dynamis dragged Yuki to an alley way. Water dripped from pipes where the mist lay the thickest shielding them from curious humans, and Dynamis pushed Yuki in a corner before sliding to the corner himself. The stench of garbage lingered in Dynamis and Yuki's noses.

A subtle drizzled turned into powerful chilling storm. The wind ripped through everywhere blowing random objects such as paper and plastic cups, and sand and dirt scratched against Yuki and Dynamis. Yuki covered his face covering it from the harsh and grinding dirt and sand. Dynamis stood still closing his eyes letting his hair grow knotted and his robe flow around spiraling around.

Whistling wind soothed Dynamis and Yuki's ears. "No ones is around," Dynamis grabbed Yuki's hand, and the two ran across the street after looking for cars of course. Rain smashed thundering along with lightning. "We are not safe now! We need shelter!"

Dynamis gasped when a clap of lightning and thunder boomed, and Yuki leaped in the air yelping in fear, "I-I... w-want to go home!"

"To far away!" Dynamis exclaimed.

"How do you know where I live?!" Yuki got smacked with awe and shock.

"Phonebook!" Dynamis replied. "You live on 345th street in house number 5768! Now we have to go!" The freezing icy water pelted down without consideration of the people below drenching them.

"I'm cold!" Yuki shivered seeing his breath. Dynamis lead Yuki to an apartment complex where a small roof on the porch protected them from the liquid splashing from the sky on the ground that had difficulty absorbing the water. A tune of the heavily sprinkling rain continued for quite a while.

Yuki sat on a step, "I'm bored."

"Look," Dynamis pointed to the show of lightning flashing in the sky illuminating and boiling the area.

"Wow," Yuki sighed. His cloths still weighed him down clinging to his skin and making them not very comfortable. Flicking clouds had their own turn to demonstrate their performance, and Yuki groaned, "When will the rain be over?"

"Depends," Dynamis stuck his hand out from the roof to feel how hard the rain poured. "The rain is getting lighter. And the lightning had died down. It is safe to go out now." Dynamis first stepped out of the dryness of the roof, and Yuki followed.

"Now we can bring you home," Dynamis held Yuki's hand steering the two to Yuki's house.

"T-thanks for bringing me home," Yuki turned to come face to face with a bolt of lightning, "AH!" He covered his face, and when he removed his hand, Dynamis disappeared. "W-where's Dynamis?"

"I will see you again!" Dynamis shouted as he flapped his wings flying in the sky zooming away in a streak of light purple.

"Yeah, see you," Yuki opened the door stepping in his house.

Night fell. An owl hooted, and the rain stopped its oppressing rule over the weather. Snow took the place of the rain. Dynamis snuggled in a tree worried about his father. He unknowingly left a trail of purple feathers that dripped from his wings. Everyone noticed the feathers floating from the sky.

Clouds still draped over the moon cover the night time light. Dynamis' father strolled on the sidewalk, and he started to yell at his son, "Dynamis!" Dynamis leapt from the tree he rested in sending snow berating Dynamis' father with a sheet of fluffy snow, and Dynamis' father brushed the snow out his hair.

"No!" Dynamis had tears shed from his eyes, and he flew away. Dynamis' father turned into an eagle chasing and managing to snag his son midair. Dynamis flapped his wing knocking his father away.

Dynamis' father growled, "You leave me without choice." He mutter something, and a golden light surrounded Dynamis, and Dynamis inhaled the golden dust falling asleep. Dynamis' father dragged Dynamis home throwing him in a room with no furniture.

Dynamis' eyes fluttered open the next day, "No!" He banged and pounded in the door in an attempt to kick the door down.

"Just shut up!" Dynamis' father shouted from the kitchen. "Do you want me to do you know what again?!" Dynamis silenced himself leaning against the door clamping his hand over his mouth.

Dynamis pulled down his fingerless glove revealing a hoard of scars whispering, "I do not want you to..."

"Dynamis?!" Yuki scrambled around town pushing away crowds of people, and everyone stared at him telling him to "watch where he was going." "Where are you?!" No reply came, "Maybe I'll see him later."

A bird chirped tweeting its beautiful song landing on a tree with a purple feather in its beak. "Where did you get that?" Yuki noticed a trail of light purple feather, "Mmm..." He followed the trail to a tree making his way up the tree, "Dynamis? Aw. Not here."

"Where is he?" Yuki climbed down, and he looked down to see clusters of purple feathers with reporters circling around the feathers taking pictures and notes. Yuki groaned looking away from the blinding lights of the camera flash.

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