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Author's notes: At one point, the 'drabble' collection turned more into one of one-shots, but I figured I'd post this little one here anyway. So, as of now, I think it'll be drabbles and one-shots. It won't matter that they are less than 200 words or over1000, as long as they are IchiRuki they'll be here. On another note... Thank you so much for the reviews! Over 450! It makes me feel all fuzzy and warm. :3 Please keep that up! Next update will probably be around Wednesday, so see you until then.

P.S. I know I'm not supposed to reply reviews in here (FFnet policies or something), but alieraisu, this was the only way to contact you, ehe. The drabbles or one-shots don't follow a timeline or are related to each other unless stated, so yes, they are out of a chronological order. Hope that's okay with you, though. :D

Angels
27.02.2006

She's an angel, one surrounded by death, that is. And he is just but a boy with nothing much but his will to move him. They've met unexpectedly.

(He is a boy that can see her kind of angels and some other spiritual entities, mind you. There's no wonder their meeting had been fated, however, he thinks.)

She's an angel of death who had had rescued him without expecting anything back. And now, now that she was in great perish, it was his turn to save her life.

(She had stripped herself from her most precious thing for him; it was only fair he'd throw away everything and anything to get her back.)

So he did it.

(It was troublesome from the very beginning, but he went through all of it.)

He went off there like a knight minus the shining armor, rushed around the place, caused a great deal of commotion, and bravely fought off the mighty dragon trapping the damsel.

(Of course, the dragon was actually a whole society with a particular liking for laws and a brother who had a twisted idea of self-honor and promises. And the damsel wasn't so much of a damsel.)

He'd been curled into the claws of the devil and somehow got them out of it.

(It appeared they'd fallen into that conspirator's net without wanting to; and though he'd managed to escape, he hadn't completely got rid of it.)

In the end, he defeated all adversities and achieved that one goal of setting her free.

(There had been one motivation throughout it all: to bring her old self back. And to stop the tears.)

But it doesn't matter whatever he'd had to go through, because he thinks that angels needed being saved sometimes too.

(Whether they wanted it or not, it doesn't mean they don't need aid. They can thank him later.)

And maybe by saving an angel he had saved himself too.

(Maybe that was why the rain stopped falling. Just maybe.)