Hello everyone! Kicchin is now baaack to give an update, sorry I was quite busy with dealing with a few fanpage so this came quite late than expected. Thank you for those who supported MONOGATARI and those who gave it a try. Anyhow, this story I had to contemplate a few times whether or not to actually publish, I was thinking, will it work, will my readers like it? I always like writing something a bit risky, something a bit different from normal. But every time I did I felt quite nervous if people would actually like it. But so far, looks like you guys like it, so yeah, I'm happy. I will give my best again for this series for you guys.

Thank you very much for reviewing guys, to Kumiko-Walker yes I intended Akashi to be Lucifer in the first place seeing his personality seem to fit what I have planned for, as for Takao and Himuro, I decided to choose have them as humans for lot purposes LOL kidding, I thought I'd put more serious characters on the angels, like strict for Midorima, laid-back for Murasakibara. Ahaha and yeah looks like Takao has hots for the angel in his clinic ahahaha! And Aokise and MuraHimu will be on the following chapter, let's see how this one Mew'sMeow, thank you for reviewing again, will start the fire in this chapter by giving small clues for the future chapters ahead. Why is Kuroko wingless, what is his role in this multi-colored tragedy? To Punksnotdead THANK YOU VERY MUCH, m-masterp-piece is uhm ahahaha, IDK but thank you, I will do my best! And to Jen-san tahnk you for taking time to read both Tsubasa and Monogatari, and I am delighted that you actually like this. Thank you and I hope you will like the following chapters as well, I will my best! To XXNido AHAHAHA did I just saw Akashi reviewed? AHAHA yes I will XXNido-sama, ahaha thank you for your support, and yes Akafuri and Kagauro as the main pair here. But yeah, you'll see the other pairs as well. Akashi will be here, but Murasakibara has to wait for the next chapter, sorry. But yeah I hope you like this chapter as well. To Guest-san thank you for taing time to review, I hope you like the update, I am glad that you liked it.

ANYHOOOW, I won't be holding you guys for too long. I kinda gotta run, ahaha, my friend is staring at me for a good fifteen minutes now waiting for me to finish typing in my laptop at a café, *whispers* we're supposed to get his cosplay stuffs today and I actually forgot so I went here to finish this chapter but he ended up finding me-how, IDK either, I'm starting to think he has some kind of telepathy. AHAHA! anyway, yeah, off with the story. Hope you like it and REVIEEEWS PLEASE, pretty, pretty please *puppy eyes*

Chapter 3: Bound

"He flew too high aiming at that bright beautiful sun in the sky...till his beautiful wings were no more, they were burnt and he fell horribly to the earth. It was his punishment for trying to reach what was not meant for him to have."

Furihata was awakened by a loud sound coming from the backyard. Brushing his sleepy eyes Furihata sat up and turned to look at the wall clock across the room. It was 2:45 in the morning, maybe he was just half asleep. As Furihata was about to get himself back to sleep, he heard another loud crash from the outside. Furihata climbed out of his bed brushing his eyes from sleep, he grabbed his phone from the nightstand. Walking towards the door Furihata used the light from his phone to light his way. He climbed down the stairs to the small living room before turning on the lights. Furihata blinked away his momentarily blindness. Furihata lazily checked the room, nothing—which is good. Furihata turned his eyes to the window, the rain has stopped, but he could still he the raging lightning and thunder outside—strange, was there a storm? Furihata was about to go back to his room and turned off the lights there when he heard small noises coming from outside. Fearing it was a burglar or something the brunette ran and grabbed the nearest object he could hold—a broom.

The small sounds continued, Furihata took a deep breath before carefully walking towards the door and slowly opening the door. The cold damp air kissed his skin as he walked there a broom in hand and a phone in the other, lightning the empty yard Furihata quietly turned to the left side. "Hello?" Furihata said in trembling voice, "H-Hello, I-I a-advise you ran a-away now I-I h-have a w-weapon!"

Suddenly Furihata's vision was blurred as he felt his foot hooked somewhere and—THUD! He fell face first on the floor. Propping himself up Furihata's found he just had the broom a feet away from him as he gripped his phone. Getting up Furihata dusted his night clothes. His eyes turned towards the path where he fell then a loud roar of the lightning flashed, his eyes widen as he saw a white figure there. Furihata Kouki had never been a big fan of horror movies, nope, and specially not real life horror. Furihata backed away with trembling legs. Then in that darkness, he saw two bright eyes stared right at him, and he suddenly felt glued to the ground. Furihata's internal instincts screamed for him to run for it.

Furihata could barely moved as he rose his hand to light the pair of eyes staring right at him, and—gasp—Furihata could not believe it—

A NAKED MAN IS IN MY LAWN!

Furihata's jaw dropped, could it be a mental patient escaped and is here, what will he do, what if he's dangerous, what if he's here to kill another victim and that''s him. Oh god, Furihata prayed in his head, he can't die yet, he hasn't played in the regular games yet! Furihata's internal panic was cut when he saw the man fell on the ground, damn be his conscience he can't let a man with no clothes die in hypothermia right outside his house. He need to do something. Furihata ran to the man, "A-Are you okay?" Yep, stupid question, he knows but what will he ask him? Okay, okay, calm down, he chanted to himself as he hesitantly held the man by the shoulder and placed a hand on his—wait, what…Furihata turned to the hand that was touching the supposedly back of the man—why does it feel…this ffluffy? Furihata raised his phone and lighted his back, he almost let go of the man in shock.

WINGS!—Furihata wasn't sure if he was just seeing a naked man in his lawn with wings is some kind of an awful kink of this mental patient, so he reluctantly traced the wings looking for where the strap was. Furihata's stomach made a 380 degrees flip when heis fingers stopped at the junction of the wings and his back, Furihata can see the bones in his back attached to the massive wings. He gasped in shock as he crawl back, oh pretty unicorns and shiny stars, what on earth is he?

This is totally insane—for all he knows this guy may be a product an evil research on human mutation like in those sci-fi movies. Oh, God, what did I do to deserve this, I am a normal teenage boy!—he screamed mentally. If he calls the cops and told them there is a man with massive wings, they'll think he is going nuts and he wasn't ready to be the first man to discover alien creatures do exist. No, no, he needs to do something, and the guy doesn't seem to look good. But he doesn't know what to do as well. Patch him up, what if he turns out to be some wild specimen and he goes berserk in the house and attack him? Fuck, fuck, fuck, what to do?

He remember hearing a muffle voice, trying to open his eyes he was greeted with darkness. It has been like this for a long time, he don't know how long but it must have been centuries now. He had lost track of time, after he was enclosed there. All he heard ever since was defeaning silence, even if he try to speak he could not hear his own voice. He could not see if there was a floor or a ceiling he felt suspended in mid-air while both his arms were bound by the chains of damnation. The burning pain in his arms had died away years ago. The chains were bound to forever be burning his skin, of course this was not enough to actually burn him—he was immortal after all. It was painful, yes but the pain slowly faded. In time he found it relieved to actually had at least feel this—even it was pain. It was better than nothing at all. All his senses were still dull when he suddenly felt the chains were slowly disappearing, and the burning sensation disappeared, he could slowly hear the movement of air in the room—why…why could he feel this air. The abyss was designed to be like this—a void of everything, a vacuum. Then all the restraints were slowly disappearing, he could feel the wings in his back slowly getting its heat back. The grumble was getting quite louder, before he knew it he found a crack of light peering from somewhere.

"It is…time."

He knows that voice from somewhere, he thought. Then the crack became bigger, and bigger, he could hear voices outside. They were in panic. What was happening? Then the crack became a whole, and he flapped his wings, it hurts to move them but after a few trials his body remembered the right way to fly and saw he did. He soared to the whole and was blinded by light as he did. The walls of the abyss were shattering, and the sound of the grumbling rang loudly in his ears. As he approached the hole, he found familiar faces there. Their faces were pale as they saw him, but it was only for short when suddenly, everything shook and he felt like he was falling.

Falling fast, his wings betrayed him as he tried to flap them but it did no help.

The next thing he knew was a hard surface against his back, damp and the image of the sky. Strange…are those…stars?

I'm stupid—Furihata mentally scolded himself, this is dangerous, what on earth was he thinking of bringing this guy here? Furihata paced back and forth, wait, but he can't leave the guy in his lawn? Ah, what on earth, was he doing, Furihata could swear he can break down crying right then and there. He turned to the unconscious figure wrapped in thick blanket on his couch. Why on earth does he have wings? And those cuts in his arms, they look like he was tied. He could only hope that he's not a monster or something. Furihata checked the time, its three-fifty in the morning, yep, its official whatever the hell it is, its not planning to give him any sleep. Furihata was grumbling about the strange situation he was caught in when suddenly he saw the fluff of blanket move. He quickly stood and in relex hid behind a wooden chair. He watch as the blanket move and a mop of vibrant scarlet hair popped. The guy—or whatever he is, looked around.

Then turned to him, Furihata was mesmerized by his dazzling red eyes. Standing up the man pulled the blanket close to himself as he stare at Furihata not blinking. Furihata felt chills ran down his spine as those eyes practically smouldered him. "You." The man said in a very cold and authoritative tone, "What…where is this?"

Furihata didn't know how to respond, he spoke Japanese but does that mean he could understand him, what if he's hearing some tricks made by his senses? Furihata swallowed hard, fuck, yep this is some scary shit. Furihata's eyes widen as the blanket slipped from the scarlet haired man's shoulder revealing the wings in his back. They were a dual colored, it was both orange and red in his eyes. Most people will be amazed, most people will say wow, that's a beautiful shit man, but Furihata Kouki isn't most people, Furihata Kouki is scared, Furihata Kouki is damn breaking in cold sweat in this situation. And maybe you will be if you were in his position as well.

"Why are you looking at me like that." The man asked indignantly.

Furihata wanted to tell him that the way he speak, the way he look at him, okay—everything about him was scaring the shit out of him. But the words died in his tongue and all Furihata could do was to shakily point at the man's back. The man raised a brow and turned to his back, Furihata almost jumped in shock when the man flapped his wings but what caught the brunette's attention was the way the man hissed in pain when they flapped them causing him to fall on his knees. In the spur of the moment Furihata's concern overwritten his fear from the other and he dashed to assist him. "A-Are you a-alright, I-I r-really should c-call a-an ambulance, o-or I should just take you the h-h-hospital! B-But a-ah what if t-they d-d-do experiments on you, oh my god, what will I do if they do that to you, m-my conscience wont be able to take it! Okay, okay, u-uhm I-I'll handle this, okay u-uhm, f-from the scale of one to ten how much d-does it hurts, where does it hurt?"

Akashi stared blankly at the creature before him, what was he saying again? He's talking to fast he can't even catch where he was trying to get at. His back hurts so much, his wings felt numb and his arms…but should he tell him, he's asking about it but Akashi frowned, no, this…he doesn't have a wings, and this strange place, this must be…Earth. Who was he kidding, yes, this must be a façade, this man just like all of his kin he'll surely thinking he's a monster, he'll kill him when he gets his chance. Akashi watched his movements, his clumsy gestures and his trembling hands, he was breaking in cold sweat as well. Nervous, Akashi thought as the human continued to speak in a flustered manner. Suddenly he felt the human grabbed his arm that was clutching the material close to his body, the brunette's eyes widen.

There were burnt marks in his arm, they were still fresh and look painful but as Furihata turned to the scarlet haired stranger he didn't even made a change of expression, no, its impossible that he doesn't feel pain, right? Furihata felt the pain in his stead, the marks were red, bluish and black. How can he not flich in pain. "These…damn, I'll g-get some bandages please stay put!" Furihata said as he dashed to the bathroom.

Furihata quickly opened the medicine cabinet and took a small box inside before dashing back to the living room. The stranger was still there watching him as he placed the box down on the coffee table. Akashi stared in the arms that human touched, he…just let this human touch him? Well it didn't felt bad like he thought it would…to be honest it felt…nice, perhaps it was due to being condemned in the abyss that his body is starting to long for physical contact? Akashi watched as the human came back holding a cotton ball and a roll of bandages. He quietly watch him as he held up his arm again and carefully applied the antiseptics in the cotton ball to the wounds, Akashi felt his arm involuntarily twitch as the coolness suddenly assaulted his senses. "I-It's a-alright, I-I'm just p-putting antiseptics, t-then w-we'll bandaged them." Furihata said as he peered at Akashi staring at him intensely. After he finished the other he turned and check his other arm, unfornately it wasn't any better than the other. Going back to the box he took another clean cotton ball and soaked it with antiseptic before returning, The stranger was still there unmoving. Furihata cleaned the burn and after he was done he placed the cotton ball on the table and started wrapping the man's arm with bandages.

"Why…are you wrapping them with cloth?" Akashi asked. Why is he doing this, could this be a form of restrain?

"I-It will get infected and won't heal if I don't do so." Furihata answered, he seemed to have momentarily forgotten his fear of the other.

Infected…what does that mean, Akashi wondered. It has to do with his wounds, right? But he knows they'll heal just fine. Like all the thousand times he was there in the abyss. When other parts of his body like his cheek would brush against the chains, they will get cut or burnt but no one came to ask if he was alright. They'll heal on their own, that was what he thought all those times. "They will heal one day." Akashi found himself saying.

"They won't if you just let it like that." The other replied as he finally finished.

Akashi was shock when he didn't felt restrained at all contrary to what he first thought. "What exactly…are these bandages for?"

Furihata blinked, wait wasn't that what was they were talking about a moment ago? "I-Its to uhm, ahaha, uhm p-p-protect your w-wounds from getting infected."

Akashi stared at his arms, so…it wasn't a restrain? He was…helping him? Wait, what if he was lying? Akashi turned to Furihata staring at his shaky eyes, he found no trace of lies in them. Is that possible? Akashi was never been this confused, that's impossible, right for someone like him not to lie—for a human to show this type of concern for a stranger.

"You are…strangely confusing,"

"EH?!"

…

Akashi found himself sitting on the couch of the brunette whom introduced himself as Furihata Kouki, the human wrote his name on a piece of paper saying he has to remember how his name is written. It was uncalled for angels were designed to have knowledge on humans to this extent. His name is written using the characters for hope and light, it was extremely feminine thinking about it, but saying that out loud would be quite unfair, the name most angels call him is quite feminine too—bearer of light. Akasi stared in his arms, the cloth in his arms is quite comforting, it was wrapped delicately, like how you would do wrapping your precious vases. He turned there on the coffee table was the man who without a thought or two let him in his property, his arms were folded under his head, as he sat on the floor. A moment ago he was reading something in that small device of his that he called cellphone, then the next thing he knew he had fallen asleep. What a strange human, letting his guard down like that.

Akashi stood from his seat walked to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, it looked stunningly sharp. He walked back to the living room with the knife in hand while the other clutched the blanket draped over his body. His feet was quiet against the floorboards as he walked to the sleeping figure crouched there. How odd, do humans really sleep in this hour, it was almost dawn. Akashi gripped the knife tighter, what was he thinking, this man for all he knows are just like the rest of humanity, one day he will take advantage of him and use him for their own interest. He need to kill before he gets killed. Raising the knife over his head Akashi felt a numbing sensation in his arm, in reflex he turn to his arms and found him staring yet again to the bandages.

"You must take care of yourself mister."

Akashi almost gasped as he heard that voice in his head, his head started throbbing, he saw an image flash to his mind, it was when the days were new, when the earth was young—a woman. He felt strength left his hand, the knife slid down his hand falling down on the floor with a loud metallic sound. His eyes turned to Furihata's slowly waking figure. No, this…he can't be…His eyes widen as he saw it, the color of his soul…it was—

"OH MY!" Furihata excaliamed as he saw the knife on the floor he then turned to Akashi and found him in a state of trance. "Hey, a-are you okay? That was dangerous, you must take care of yourself!"

Extremely similar.

Before he knew it his vision was being assaulted with different images, his head was spinning and everything suddenly went blurry, and he felt the hard surface against his body again.

BLAG!

Aida Riko sighed as she realized the gym wasn't locked. She left the gym to Kagami as the other said he will have to stay a bit longer to practice, looks like the idiot didn't even lock the gym. Stepping in the gym Aida found it was strange, Kagami's bag was on the bench and a water bottle was sitting on the floor with a towel. She didn't like how this seems to look for her, what if Kagami was kidnapped, oh god they'll be short on players for the Inter-High! In distress she fished her phone out of her wallet before dialing a familiar number, "Izuki-kun!" she exclaimed as someone answered her call, "Izuki-kun did Kagami said anything about where he went yesterday evening?"

"Hm, no he didn't inform me, he said he'll be practicing, right?"

Aida turned to the court, "Yes, but his bag is in the gym, the door isn't locked." As he said that he heard something behind, turning to look for it he found Kagami in his uniform saying something with much rigor, Aida could not help but raise her eyebrow, who on earth was Kagami talking to? Don't tell me Bakagami had lost it?—Aida feared her training was too intense for Kagami that the idiot finally lost his sanity. Oh that's not good, nope, not good, Inter-high is soon and she can't have a psychotic ace on the court! "Hey, coach,what's up?" she heard Izuki said from the other line. Aida hung up and walked towards Kagami, she has to confirm whether he had really gone mad.

"Bakagami!" she called, Kagami turned to her with wide eyes. Good, looks like he can still recognize his name, Aida thought. Walking closer Kagami stifled, is he…nervous? Why is he nervous? "What's up with you, you didn't lock the gym door, your stuffs are scattered on the gym!"

"I-I, Y-You see there w-was an emergency last night a-and I f-forgotten." Kagami answered scratching his cheek. Aida stared at Kagami, well aside from looking nervous he didn't seem to be acting strange. Knowing Kagami, he doesn't really know how to lie so she supposed whatever he was nervous about has something to do with the emergency he is talking about.

"How would I know you're not lying?"

"He's not lying coach."

"Oh, alri—WHA!" Aida almost fell to her bottom as she heard the ice cold monotonous voice spoke from Kagami's side. Turning to Kagami's side she finally noticed someone standing there. A small framed boy with beautiful teal colored hair and beautiful big powder blue eyes. Since when had he been in there? He was wearing a lose shirt that look too big for him, and their school's jogging pants that were undoubtly folded in layers just so it won't reach the ground. "W-Who on earth is this?"

Kuroko bowed his head politely, Kagami taught him that he have to bow his head to new people he meets for the first time, it was a form of polite greeting. "My name is Kuroko Tetsuya, and I am currently lodging with Kagami-kun."

"HUH?!" Aida's eyes went wide, living with…Kagami?

Kagami quickly grabbed Kuroko covering his mouth with his hand while laughing awkwardly, "AHAHA, h-he's uhm, m-my u-uhm, a-a f-family f-friend, l-last night he had a problem because o-of the storm h-he had nowhere to stay a-and his stuffs got soaked so I-I went to uhm f-fetch him." Aida squinted her eyes, something about that teal haired boy is definitely strange, she scanned him with her eyes, her eyes widen as something hit her. She hasn't seen something like this.

Kuroko's eyes widen for a moment as he realized what Aida was doing. Strange, did humans had abilities like this? Her eyes were different, they were made to analyse human body composition, her eyes could see through muscles, tissues and bone composition. It was a good thing her thoughts were purely of game plans and training menus. If anything goes to happen this Aida Riko could practically kill another human easily with such knowledge.

"I-I came b-because I need to uhm inform you I might be late for practice later." Kagami said letting Kuroko go. "I uhm, we need to get him some new stuffs and all, so—"

Aida was still in shock, no, something is seriously weird about that boy and the fact that he has been staring at her for the past few ten seconds without blinking isn't a joke either. His status are too low, his muscle and bone composition are too lax, a seven year old boy could be better than he is. His bone and muscle are too relaxed, his thigh muscles are strange, if she could not see him standing right before her she would have thought this boy is sitting, his thigh muscles were not even in a small pressure, not even his bones. It was as if he was…floating? No, that's surely impossible.

"Coach?''

Aida snapped out of his thoughts and turned to Kagami.

"I've been talking here, are you even listening?" Kagami asked.

"Y-Yeah, uhm, yeah just make sure you can attend practice, even if you're late, its alright just attend." Aida said before stealing a glance back at Kuroko.

"Thanks coach! So yeah, we'll go ahead!" Kagami said before dragging Kuroko with him and running off. Aida stood there, even as running, the boy didn't put much stress in his legs, compared to normal people.

Something is up with this Kuroko Tetsuya.

...

Kagami was forced not to attend his classes, he cannot surely leave Kuroko alone at home and the other swore he'd come and help the doctor look after his brother. Last night he cannot sleep, he have forgotten the fact that the other was an angel and thus sleep wasn't really necessary. He laid there staring at the ceiling all night thinking about what happened that very night, and yeah he basically didn't get any sleep. What surprised Kagami was himself, he was able to stomach all this better than he thought he would. Some people would have shoved the guy out or something, maybe he wasn't just that kind of person who could leave someone out in the cold just because he's afraid to have his stuffs taken. And besides, he doesn't look like someone who had any intention of hurting others. Walking to the clinic he could hear the passers-by talking about the sudden downpour last night and massive thunderstorm. Looks like he wasn't the only one who was very much surprised.

"Kagami-kun?"

Kagami hummed hearing Kuroko's voice.

"Is…Aida Riko…your comrade?"

Kagami raised an eyebrow, "Comrade?" he makes it sound like they were in a battlefield. "You mean friend?"

"Friend?" Kuroko was confused this time, "A friend is…a comrade?"

"Its not a battlefield, more like a confidant." Kagami said.

"A confidant is like brothers, or father?" Kuroko replied.

"Yeah, basically that's how friends are, we are not blood related siblings." Kagami tried his best and prayed Kuroko understood what he means. Kuroko nodded seemingly understanding what Kagami said. "Why do you ask?"

"Her eyes are special." Kuroko said. "I am glad that she uses it to help you and your other friends not in other ways."

"Special, what do you mean?"

"Her eyes can see muscle and bone composition, with such knowledge she can easily kill someone." Kuroko said straightforwardly. Kagami felt chills run up his spine as Kuroko said that, he had never thought of that before, but Kuroko was right. Logically bearing such knowledge in human anatomy is very useful in—no, no, that is just sick. Aida may be ruthless in training but he'll bet his whole apartment that she couldn't even kill a fly herself. Whenever Kuroko talks like that he felt slightly scared of the other, the monotonous voice is just chilling. Sometimes people with gentle appearances have darker depths within them, in his case there he have a beautiful angel next to him. Kagami turned to Kuroko his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, though he kept his poker face Kagami knew he was thinking hard. He didn't know why but something told Kagami that Kuroko didn't have much faith with humans.

Kagami reached to ruffle Kuroko's hair, "Stop thinking too hard, you're getting creases in your forehead."

Kuroko quickly reached to his forehead straightening it like a little boy, somehow the angel seems to believe everything he says. Kagami laughed as he reached to Kuroko's hand detaching it off from the other's head, "Just don't make such face." Kuroko stared at Kagami for a moment before nodding.

Takao waved goodbye to the little girl and her mother, apparently the little girl has tonsillitis. Well actually its good that not a lot of kids got sick from the sudden drift of weather the night before. Speaking of, fornutaley the winged man had regained consciousness, but looks like despite all his physical attractiveness he is a cold hearted stubborn angel. The other did gave him a few details, like he fell from heaven along with two of his brothers and had something very important to tell their youngest. Aside from that he didn't say anything else. Takao figured the other's name is Midorima, his first name well, he hasn't asked that yet. The other had just quietly watched him since the morning, he didn't ask for food, or anything else.

Takao somehow found it charming how the other would secretly smile at the children there as he stood there. Whenever the parents of his patients would ask he would just laugh and say that he is an assistant in training. They all found him quite cute, especially how despite trying hard to ignore the children he would end up giving in to their whims and carry them. Maybe it was his nature since he is an angel, kids alike has a lot of effect on him. After the last patient of that morning left he found Midorima picking up the scattered toys on the floor. He did it without being asked, how nice.

"I am not." Takao heard Midorima said, he stood holding a small plushie, "I just do not fancy a room full of clutter."

Oh, yeah, Obssesive Compulsive, he didn't knew angels could have that. Takao snickered.

"Stop snickering." Midorima scowled.

"Stop scowling, you'll look old."

"I am old."

Takao pouted, "No fun."

"Will you ever stop acting like a child?" Midorima said before tossing the small stuffed animal on a box. Takao only laughed as he went back to his office. Takao took a disinfectant spray and sprayed it over his desk before wiping it with tissue. Midorima watched him, honestly if anyone in this room is a clean freak, honestly it is Takao. He perhaps do not realize it, perhaps it had become his habit, cleaning his desk, every three hours but Midorima did. He like things that were in perfect order, like a balance of everything. Midorima walked to Takao's office, the man had just finished cleaning his desk and was starting to check on his pens on the cases.

Takao had only found out that morning that Midorima could actually hide their wings and look fairly human. Without his wings Takao somehow felt a lot more comfortable conversing with Midorima. Takao was lucky that one of his assistant before left a few clothes there, Miyaji luckily had forgotten his spare clothes he used to bring whenever he works. The clothes were a pair of blue jeans, and a white v-neck shirt, thank heavens they fit him because honestly Takao didn't like how the Greek-God-clothes thingy look, Midorima was weird enough, the clothes adds up. Well not that it doesn't look good on him, the clothes were just too much for this era. Turning back to Midorima, Takao was about to say something when he found the other leaning against the door frame with a pained look in his face.

"Hey," Takao said quickly approaching Midorima who had lean his hand against the wall while clutch the side of his head, "Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Takao checked the gauze in Midorima's head where he stitched the large gash last night, it wasn't bleeding though.

"M-My…h-head." Midorima said, the throbbing in his head felt unfamiliar, he had never felt anything like that before, cracking his eyes open he felt like the world was spinning, he find it ahrd to balance himself.

"O-Okay, uhm—wait, uhm," Takao was slightly confused, he didn't knew angels get headaches as well, he hooked one of Midorima's arms on his shoulder and quickly assisted the other to seat on the chair. "Where does it hurts?" he asked cupping the other's face trying to get the other to look at him, but Midorima continued to blink his eyes and furrow his eyebrows. "Does it hurt in the back of your head or your forehead?"

"F-Forehead." Midorima answered, the pain felt foreign to him, he felt like he was being shaken.

"Oh god, I think you did had a concussion." Takao said in panic, "I-I'll get an ice pack, could you wait—"

Midorima grabbed him and shook his head, "I-I'll be alright." He said breathing in, "Perhaps this body is only adjusting to earth."

Takao wasn't really convinced, truthfully pain is a danger indication, as much as he was to take it in, looks like even angels can experience pain as well. But honestly he doesn't know what to do, he's an angel not a human, there was none that he knows in treating celestial wounds or whatever you call that. He could only wish whatever craziness this is would end soon.

As if on cue the door to the clinic opened and Midorima abruptly stood from his seat and just like that he heard a almost cat like running towards them, and there he was—"Midorima-kun!" the voice was monotonous but somehow Takao caught a tinge of excitement in the voice of that teal haired boy. Midorima didn't made and change of expression contrary to what he acted the night before. Takao could only be relieved he'd get a few hours off from all of these now that Kuroko is here.

"Good morning Takao-san, sorry we went ahead and came here, the front door was open." Kuroko said in his usual polite voice, my seriously, it would be nice if Midorima was this polite and gentle. He always spoke like some grumpy old man.

"Its no problem." Takao said as he saw Kagami entering the clinic as well. "Oh, good morning Kagami."

Kagami nodded and strolled in. Just as they were complete Midorima took the spotlight to speak, "I need to talk to you Kuroko, in private." Kagami and Takao exchanged looks and nodded.

"I-I'll just get the clinic ready for later." Takao said, "I'll clean up, Kagami do you mind helping me?"

Kagami nodded and followed Takao out of his office, Midorima waited for the two to be out of sight before he returned to Kuroko. He looked fine which made him quite relieved, the truth is he wasn't alright with the thought of sending Kuroko here on his own at all, but it was the backup plan for that kind of situation, an emergency lever. It was what he was supposed to do if something such as this happened. He was frightened for him, for a small wingless angel, fragile and vulnerable to be left on his own in this cruel and mad world. What pain could this world bring him? It was a kind of worry he dare not to speak, he didn't want to appear weak not even to his own brothers. Kuroko stared at him with his usual poker face, his pool of powder blue eyes staring right at Midorima.

"What happened Midorima-kun?" Kuroko started breaking the silence.

"We…have failed unfortunately." Midorima said clenching his hand into a fist. Midorima knew from the beginning that when the gates has starts to crumble there are just no stopping it. But he cannot accept that fact, all his life this was the day he feared to come, just as how humanity feared it. He wished it wouldn't have come to this, which is why he tried to stop it—a wrong move, so it seems. Their brother's power is too ominous for him or for anyone at that to stop. He remembers the feeling of fire in the air, the blood colored clouds coming out of the abyss, the brutal gush of the winds that sent the ruins of the gates flying towards them. Then for some unknown reason as soon as he spotted his brother standing there he felt for the first time what humans called gravity. His wings had no use, he struggled to flap them but it caused him to injure himself, he was flying against the wind current. He fell hard on earth—literally, he remember a vast field, then as soon as it hit him he raised his head to look at the sky, it was pitch black and the rain was harshly falling on him.

He fell.

The next moment Midorima saw two bright objects that were too small to be comets, or rocks falling down to earth. His eyes widen—could that be—"Both Kise and Murasakibara fell as well, we still do not know why or how is that possible." Midorima said looking at Kuroko, "I need to find how we could go back and how to bring Akashi back to his cage."

"A-Akashi-kun is here as well?" Kuroko asked. "Kise-kun and Murasakibara-kun fell as well...that's…"

"Impossible, I know, and we cannot be very sure…we have left the Garison with no one to look after it." Midorima said with a firm look in his face. He would be looking after the Garison, and that wasn't one of the biggest fear yet, who could assure him that only Akashi's cage was opened? There are so many others locked out of heaven, what if their gates were opened as well, are their brothers fighting a war up in heaven on their own? "Stay away from Akashi, I will try and search for Kise and Murasakibara, then we'll do something about our situation and come back to heaven."

"I will be left here?" Kuroko asked.

"It would be only for a few days I assure you." Midorima said, "Until I haven't found Kise or Murasakibara, or a way to get back to heaven, unfortunately we have to seek lodgings here."

Kuroko didn't know what to say, its not a problem for him about staying there, he bet someone like Kagami wouldn't really mind though. But he was disappointed that up until now they seem to treat him differently, why won't they let him help them? Kuroko felt sad but there must be a reason for this, he wish there would be a time that they would explain this to them. He wants to believe in his brothers. "If that is what is for the best then, I shall follow your lead."

Midorima saw it flash in his brother's eyes, the flash of disappointment. It wasn't easy as well, if he only knew. He didn't really want to hide it from him, he respects him that much. But he knows much not to tell him too, to keep him safe, to keep him this way. The world, and the truth, is way darker for someone so innocent and pure like him. As much as he could he could only wish he'd stay like this, as much as he could he'd rather have himself suffer wearing the burden than giving it all to his younger brother—he doesn't deserve such suffering.

"That's all I want to say for now." Midorima said finishing their conversation. Kuroko nodded. "I will do my best to find those two immediately, for now, please do not let other humans to know your identity, they may do some harsh actions if they find out. That would only hinder us from fulfilling the reason of our temporary stay. And as I said, please do keep yourself away from Akashi."

"I understand." Kuroko answered. "Do you need me for anything else, Takao-san said—"

"No, please do let me be on my own." Midorima said with his ice cold demeanour, "I will make sure not to cause much trouble to the human who owns this place."

Kuroko nodded, "Then I…I would be leaving, Kagami-kun said he has a class to catch, though I do not understand quite well what he meant by that."

Midorima nodded, "Be on your way then."

"I shall be going, I will visit as much as I can." Kuroko said before heading out of the office.

As the other disappeared from his sight Midorima sighed, "Have you forgotten that I am not human, Takao?" he said, a snicker resounded as Takao walked into the room with both his hands in the pocket of his lab coat, shrugging. "What could you even gain from eavesdropping in our conversation?"

"Nothing." Takao said as he turned his head to where Kuroko went, he was standing there where Kagami had been sweeping watching the other quietly, perhaps Kagami hasn't noticed his presence yet. "You should have told him the truth."

"Truth, what is it to you anyways." Midorima said.

"Nothing, but I know you were dead concern about him." Takao turned to look at Midorima, "I don't know what is the deal with you guys but I'm sure about one thing—that boy's a big shot, that's what you're concerned about."

Midorima turned his back on Takao, as much he hates to admits it—

"We have to keep him safe…he is the one who determines whether we all die or we all get to live."