So, how do you like it? I always loved learning about angels and saints, probably 'cause what they did is more exciting than my life. 'sigh' oh well, here's chap. 2! J

Chapter 2

At that point, the rest of the cats in the banquet hall disappeared, leaving Baron and Haru waltzing to music coming out of thin air.

"Baron." said Haru. "I think I love you."

"Haru, I..I want to love you," replied Baron. "I do love you, but this cannot be. Even if you stay a cat, I will live forever, and you will not." He kissed her cheek, then stepped away. "I am sorry Haru." He disappeared.

Haru crumpled on the ground. "Baron, don't leave me. I need you, I love you…"

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Gabriel and Mercural again saw Haru on her bed, but she was crying.

"Baron, I love you," she whispered. "I need you, to be with you, otherwise, I feel I might die."

Haru cried herself to sleep, and the two angels watched over her until she fell into a dreamless sleep, courtesy of Gabriel.

Gabriel waved his hand and the vision disappeared.

"Does this happen every night?" he questioned.

"Yes, every night. I have tried to find this Baron, but to no avail," replied Mercural.

"Well, we know what his appearance is. He lives forever. I can tell from his aura, he is not an angel, or faire, or even a sprite," Gabriel thought aloud. "Hmmm…. Let us ask Uriel. He will know." The two angels flew out of the chapel-like building towards a dark red building across the city. An angel was waiting on the steps.

"I knew you would come," he said. He turned and walk-floated into the building, whose doors opened for him themselves. He had dark hair and pale skin, with red eyes that were filled with wisdom. He shone with an almost red light.

"Uriel, my brother," said Gabriel. "I assume you know the circumstances." Uriel nodded.

"I believe I have found him who you search for." He waved his hand and another scene appeared before them, this time of the inside of the Cat Bureau. Baron stood in his wooden state by the window. Gabriel twitched his finger and the same thing happened as to Haru.

Baron was dreaming the exact same thing as Haru, except, Haru disappeared instead of him. He sunk down onto the floor.

"I do love you, Haru, I do," he kept whispering until he woke up.

He put his head in his hands. Why must he have this curse? Why? It had never bothered him before, but now, he would do anything to get rid of it, just so he could be with Haru.

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The angels withdrew from the scene.

"That was Baron Humbert von Gikkingen," explained Uriel.

"What is he? I have never seen anything like him before in all my 200,000 years!" exclaimed Mercural.

"He is a Creation, my son," said Gabriel. "When a person creates something and devotes themselves to it entirely, that creation receives a soul. It can never die, and will not rust or break. However, it can lose its soul if it becomes too sad or unhappy."

"Indeed. I have not seen one in nigh one hundred years. I believe I remember who created Gikkingen. He joined us fifty years ago," said Uriel. He waved his hand and another scene appeared before them. It showed an angel with red hair and a beard sitting at a desk carving something. "This is Joseph Varin, the creator of the Baron Humbert von Gikkingen."

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Haru woke before her alarm clock rang. She turned it off, stretched, and got ready for the day. She put on her uniform for the café she worked at then rushed downstairs. Haru drank a glass of her special tea, ate an apple and ran out the door.

She rushed down the streets, weaving through the kids walking to school and the adults going to work. At the café, she served food all day until 5o'clock, when she would go to her night class.

Haru settled into her desk and took out her sketchpad and pencils. She was the top student in her art class, and her drawings of cats were pretty popular. Right now, she was working on one about Muta and Toto, with Baron in the background. The obese cat and crow were fighting in front of the Bureau. Baron could be seen inside sitting on his high back chair, reading. Baron made an appearance in every drawing of hers. This was the only way for her to remember him by, and until lately, the only way to keep the sadness away. But it wasn't working anymore.