Yaay I've finally updated this story! I'm sorry that I neglected this account. Lately I didn't feel like writing anything. I've wrote this little drabble long ago but never felt like posting it (maybe because I'm still a bit uncomfortable with my English :/)

This drabble is posted on tumblr but I thought I post this here as well since not everyone has a tumblr and personally I prefer to read fanfics here rather than on tumblr (I think it's easier on the eyes ^^)

Anyway..I hope you enjoy this little drabble and if you are interested you can also read my one-shot 'Eternity with you' which I'll post here as well :)

They were as different as two beings could be - aside from being angels they had nothing in common.

She was life, vibrating, bright as the sun and just as blinding.

He was death, his darkness contrasting any ray of light.

As angels they had to support the mortals. As an angel of life she had the task to deliver the divine spark, the spark which every human soul possessed. She guarded it and every new born human received it from her.

She delivered the divine spark and he took it. He roamed around dying humans, guiding them into the after-world and taking their spark of light from them in the process.

The two angels saw each other rarely. There were only few places where new life met death. Hospitals were common ground for both of them but even then when they happened to be in the same place, they could still easily avoid the other.

The only thing was: They couldn't get enough of each other.

In the short time when they didn't have to look after the living and the dying, they often found themselves tangled together, their lips touching frantically, unable to quench the desire they felt for each other.

"Niklaus." She would moan.

"Caroline." He would respond in a whisper against her neck.

What a good thing it was that humans couldn't see them. To see two winged angels kissing passionately in the middle of a very busy hospital corridor would be a sight to see. He was black as night, from his clothes to his strong wings. Only his hair was a dark shade of blonde. There was a gloomy aura around him. It almost seemed like he sucked the darkness around him in.

She on the other hand was glowing from the inside. Her blonde long hair flew over her shoulders and down her back elegantly and her wings were pure white. Her eyes had a bright piercing blue colour, like the sky where she descended from. His eyes were also blue but it was a dark colour, like the ocean in the light of nightfall. In their moments of passion though, their eyes were the same: Abyss black with pure lust sparkling in them.

There had been times when they were less fond of the other. They had spent a long time hating each other - as opposites often do. There hadn't been an encounter between the two angels without a heated fight. One time though their argument had turned into a heated kiss. Later neither of them could say who initiated it.

From that day onward they saw each other differently. They still argued but their hate for each other faded the more often they found themselves in a heated embrace. Finally they learned what a thin line it was between anger and passion, between despise and desire, between hate and love.

Their time together was always too soon over and they had to go back to their duties as angels, returning to living and dying humans.

They were humans once. Every angel was even death angels like him. But just like all other angels they couldn't remember anything about their human life.

If only they knew that once there had been two humans, two stubborn, strong headed humans who contrasted each other like day and night, who had fought often but who had loved each other with every fibre of their being. Who had lived their lives together and died in each other arms, old and wrinkled. These two humans were complete opposites, just like the angels they became. They had nothing in common - except their love for each other.