Warnings: AU, language.
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Think I've been reading too much angel fic. o_O
Theme 4 Wings
They stretched across the small space of the shed, touching both walls with their very tips. The feathers were silver in the dim lighting of the lamp at his knee although the wings themselves were pitch-black. It made him wonder just how much of the wings he could actually see, and how much the darkness of the shed was covering. This wasn't the first time he'd seen the man with the wings and he knew it wouldn't be the last.
Luffy tilted his head to the side and gave the strange man a wide, friendly grin.
"What's your name, Mister?" he asked, holding his hand out for the man – angel? – to shake. The gesture wasn't reciprocated and Luffy frowned a little.
"You don't need to know my name. You shouldn't even be able to see me." The stranger's wings shifted behind him, closing tight against his back. Luffy watched he movement with a look of awe sketched across his face, wanting to touch the fluttering appendages – if that's what you could call them. They were attached to the man's body, after all.
"Are you an angel?" The raven asked him after a moment's quiet, eager to know the answer. It was an obvious 'yes', but he wanted to hear it from the man hovering over him.
Those large, black wings twitched and the man smirked down at him, clearly amused by something.
"You're going to forget you ever saw me." The angel reached two fingers out and touched them to Luffy's forehead. The teen gasped and stiffened – the touch was like ice water being dumped over his head. His eyelids drooped and his body slumped forward, but before he touched the ground, the angel was there to catch him.
He brushed his fingers through the dark hair nestled in the crook of his elbow and pressed a small kiss to Luffy's temple.
"My name is Sanji." he added as an afterthought, before hoisting the raven further into his arms. With just a simple thought, he was in Luffy's bedroom, gently laying the boy out on his bed and pulling the blanket over him. "You teenagers these days are a pain in my ass." The blonde muttered, walking over to the window to peer down into the darkness of the backyard.
There, amongst the shadows, was a pair of amused green eyes looking back. Sanji swore silently under his breath and with another thought, he was gone, the only indication he'd been there at all a soft flutter of his wings on the wind.