Author's Notes:

-runs a hand through hair- Ugh, sorry for the forever update everyone (this includes readers of other things).

My computer completely died on me and wouldn't turn on. Had to call Dell and whatnot. –won't admit that the cause was most likely from a bad yuri link-

But, I am proud to say that during my unplanned leave of absence, I've written this chapter, half of Fuuka High School Host Club, and half of A Little Less Human. I hope to update them by… Wednesday perhaps?

So yes! Thanks for the wait, hope this doesn't disappoint!

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At one point in their lives, an angel is assigned to a person on Earth. Demons are the same, except they watch over a person whose heart is already swallowed by darkness, or whose heart is on the verge of it. The demon can interact with their Host; the name for a supernatural being's human, driving them into doing bad deeds. Now of course only the Host can see their demon or angel, so it would not be wise to speak to them in public.

An angel on the other hand looks after people, whose hearts can be lost to darkness, making sure no harm comes their way. In the process, they usually have to fend of demons who want to claim them as their own. They also teach pure-hearted humans, usually children, how to become angels without dying first. Most children don't listen.

Today, Kuga Natsuki was to receive her first Host. Before being given one, she was told the rules and regulations.

Like the consequences of falling in love with your Host.

If the Host does not love you back, you will stripped of your wings, sent to Earth for good as a fallen angel for trying to manipulate said Host and for holding sinful unrequited feelings, and your former Host will lose their memory of you.

If they accept, which those unlucky enough to crave love from their Host wish for, then they are immediately deemed worthy of angeldom and the two are wed and spend their lives in Heaven.

But the blunette didn't care about love; she was positive that no such thing would ever happen to her. 'Only fools fall in love with humans.' Telling the angel in charge to cut to the chase, she glared at him before fiddling with a loose string on her toga-like outfit. They were permitted when confronting an angel of a higher degree.

With an overly bright forced smile and a hidden shiver, the blonde man asked for her hand. Confused, she did as she was told, only to be pricked in the index finger with some sort of a silver needle. Drawing her blood, it fed the red liquid up into an odd blinking machine that she had just now noticed was there.

The defiant angel quickly shot the man a questioning look, demanding why that was necessary. The winged being, known as Kai, gulped before answering her. "T-this machine chooses who you are most qualified to help. A blood sample is always needed. I don't know why though. I'd ask God if I were you." He muttered in a hushed and scared tone, not daring to meet the emerald eyes that were shooting daggers at him.

"Whatever."

After a few minutes, and several awkward conversations later, most consisting of profanities, a picture appeared on the shiny screen, and Natsuki drew in a sudden breath. There before her was a picture of someone she was all too familiar with. Teasing blue eyes looked back at her and her long sandy hair went past the picture frame.

"Oh."

Kai's voice broke her from her inspection, and caused her to look up at him with a puzzled look on her face.

"That's not an updated picture. It's from before she was kicked out."

A little snake called Fear coiled around her heart and began to squeeze as she wondered what the woman looked like now. Clicking sounds filled the white walled room as his fingers played across the buttons on the keyboard of the crystal colored machine. Soon, a new updated picture appeared.

The once happy blue eyes were replaced with blood red ones that held several mixed feelings; none of which Natsuki could point out. Formerly beautiful tresses now appeared slightly disheveled, as though she was actually flown down from Heaven. The pale woman looked like a former shell of herself, and it tore Natsuki's heart to shreds. The only thing that stayed the same about her was her famous amused smile, though this time it held a completely opposite emotion.

She had a mocking sort of look on her face, as though she knew something the one looking at her didn't.

Which she did.

That brings us back to her mission. The Host, an ex-angel known as Fujino Shizuru, was acting very suspicious. And according to God, she was angry enough to consider joining Lucifer (AN: Aka The Devil). Which is where the problem comes in. Every angel knows that Fujino Shizuru was God's favorite angel. The all powerful being tried not to play favorites, but she truly was his. He told her everything, and I mean everything. It was without a doubt too much. She could easily use that information against him. Natsuki's job is to stop her if she tries to.

As Kai told her the details of her mission, she quickly interrupted him.

"I can't do this." She mumbled, her mind threatening to drift elsewhere.

"You don't have a choice in this matter. I understand the relationship between you two, and that's why you are most suited for this mission." He explained, his chocolate brown eyes looking down at her sadly.

Natsuki inwardly flinched at the reminder. "But you know what happened!" She shouted, no, snarled, at the defenseless angel, her voice like the most poisonous of venom.

Before she was allowed to say any more, security was already there. Binding techniques were used on her to settle the wolf woman down. Viridian eyes portrayed betrayal, anger, and hurt as she tried desperately to forget what happened between them.

Flashback

Shizuru's hands were wrapped firmly around the fiery redhead's neck, determined to break off all oxygen. Natsuki, tears in her eyes, was pleading for her to stop while struggling to break free from the level 5 binding spell. Crushed blue eyes, shifting between blue to red, turned to look at her before speaking.

"But Natsuki, I love you."

End 'o Flashback

Natsuki sprung up in bed, her body in a cold sweat as she fought the shivers from consuming her. A shaking hand reached up to swat the strands of navy hair from her face. Composing herself with a few deep breaths and shaking her head to rid it of the small sleeping spell; she got out of the bed. Her being still somewhat traumatized by the memory being forced onto her, she slowly made her way to the bathroom.

Once inside, she began to splash cold water on her face, as an attempt to make herself forget. But what good would that do? Tomorrow she was going to confront Shizuru again. What would she say? No, more importantly, what would she do? She shook her head again before massaging her temple softly. 'Get a hold of yourself. Shizuru was your friend before all of this, and she still is god damnit! Sure, a lots happened, but I've got to remember that.'

With a sigh and a nod, she dried her face with a purple towel and dragged her feet back to bed.

Tomorrow just screamed chaos and she knew she had to be well rested in order to deal with it.

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Light poured into the alleyway, waking the brunette up to another morning of life as a godforsaken fallen angel.

Red eyes gazed up at the sun before flinching away from its brightness. She had forgotten that she could no longer stare at the flames without her eyes reacting to the stress presented to them.

Now that she was awake, she realized just how loud the busy city was. There were children crying and laughing, the sound of new leather shoes shuffling across sidewalks in a business manner, the jingle of a cart as the owner gave balloons to kids while trying to woo their mothers, the bells of bikes ringing as students rode to school, commercials being played with catchy music in the background, and the closest sound of all was that of a teenager buying girl's underwear from the vending machine in front of her. (AN: XD Talk about a serious run-on sentence)

The black haired teen growled to himself before kicking the machine in an attempt to get the frilly pink panties to fall from their shackles.

She couldn't bear to suppress a laugh at the scene the perverted boy was playing out for her. Hearing soft giggles behind him, he turned to look at her, his face beet red from exertion and embarrassment. Shy black eyes met amused red ones as he briefly wondered about their color and why such a gorgeous woman was living in the slums of downtown Fuuka. 'If it weren't for the crappy clothes, she'd look like she came straight out of one of my H-games!'

His blazer read Fuuka Academy; saying that he was a student. Due to its orange color, he was a high schooler. She would know, for she used to wear the female version of his uniform before her death.

"Ara, does Student-han really want those panties that bad?" She teased, her chuckles resounding in the empty and desolate alleyway. He blushed even darker before stammering about them not really being a necessity.

'He reminds me of Natsuki…' She smiled warmly at him, mistaking him for the blunette of her dreams for a brief second. Her gaze then lifted back to the sun, checking what time of day it was. 'It must be around 10:00.'

"Is it just me, or does it seem like Student-han is late for school?"

Hearing her Kyoto-ben, he perked up, muttered a 'see you later', and took off into the crowd of noises.

Twiddling her thumbs, a happy habit of hers, she thought that she ought to get going as well. For the past couple of days, a week to be exact, she had begun steadily making some money. Not from a job, and not enough to buy more than the days food. Thanks to her angelic charm and good looks, anyone that would walk by and pass her a glance would end up giving her money. She was beyond grateful for their generosity.

Fixing her hair up and rubbing the coal out of her eyes, she approached the light and sounds. Trying to move away from its overbearing embrace, she made her way to a corner where most people walked past. Sitting down comfortably in her rags, she sat as though she were at a tea ceremony: upright and proper. People immediately noticed her heavenly qualities. She began to converse with some strangers: talking about anything from the weather to the news (She enjoys watching TV from outside store windows). Some would bow or tilt their hat to her as she smiled happily at them. Not long after she arrived, a small pile of money began to steadily appear before her. 'Humans are a lot nicer than people make them out to be.'

Counting up her money, she realized that she had earned enough for a cup of tea at the café down the corner. If it came to food or tea, she would without a doubt pick tea. Brimming with excitement, she got up, shoved the bills into her jacket pocket, and made her way towards the store. She had no idea what was to transpire that day, and quite frankly, she enjoyed the unpredictability of life on Earth. A true smile on her face, she entered the small building and eagerly seated herself into a booth and picked up the menu.

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Morning.

After a hellish night, the next day had finally come. But Natsuki wasn't in the least bit happy about it.

The day had started in a rush, one of the head angels sending her to Earth as soon as possible. Her only clue to Shizuru's whereabouts was that she was in downtown Fuuka and was homeless. An odd feeling overwhelmed the teen as she briefly imagined the goddess of a woman living on the streets. It was an almost sickening thought and a very difficult one to believe was true.

Hovering a few inches above ground, she searched the city, invisible to everyone. Her pessimistic attitude didn't exactly help the search either. 'Since this is your first Host, we'll make it easy for you. All you have to do is look for a bum in a sea of bums and make sure she doesn't turn into a demon! That sounds simple enough!' She thought in a cheery yet sarcastic voice.

Just as she was considering giving up for the day, she saw her.

The elegant late angel sat in a red and brown booth in front of a window of a café, sipping some tea while reading the morning newspaper. She felt her heart leap into her throat at the sight. 'What the hell was that about?' She quickly gulped a few times, hoping to force the lump down. During it all, Natsuki's eyes never left her friend's form. Dual emotions battled each other in her mind, each fighting for dominance. One was feelings of friendship and admiration, the other of betrayal and rage. Before a winner was declared, Shizuru turned and her serene crimsons met Natsuki's conflicted greens.

Shizuru was also experiencing mixed feelings at seeing the ever handsome angel once more. She hadn't seen the blunette in months. It was true that she had only been on Earth for a week, but before that she was held in confinement and was constantly going through trials.

On one hand, she was proud, because her little wolf was flying with only minor difficulties. Then confusion made itself known as she wondered why Natsuki would be on Earth. Noticing betrayal flash in those familiar jade eyes, her own began to fill with shame and guilt.

'I never meant to cause you pain, Natsuki.'

With the jingle of a bell, Natsuki was in the small shop. She hesitantly floated over to her now homeless friend, trying her best not to snap at her.

Shizuru was trying her best to keep up her fake smile, despite how much Natsuki hated it. As the angel stood in front of her table, she wavered a bit, wondering if she could refuse this mission. Lightly shaking her head, she slowly took a seat across from the brunette, well aware that her eyes had never left her.

The silence was broken sooner than Natsuki thought.

"May I ask what Natsuki is doing on Earth?" She asked her beloved, her voice calm and graceful, as she internally fought happiness and grief.

'That voice…' "You…You're the reason."

Shizuru was stumped; she hadn't expected such a straight forward answer, especially one that specifically involved her.

"What do you mean?" 'Please don't mention that, Natsuki. I'm already paying for it, and I have already told you my reasons for doing it.'

Natsuki looked up, making eye contact with her friend for the first time since she entered the building. She searched within herself for courage and confidence, and once some was found, she spoke.

"You're my Host."

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Author's Notes:

-hugs the thesaurus- ; A; I am ever complete without you.

Yeah, I can easily say that this is the best written chapter I have ever written. I enjoyed writing it (it was all done in math class XD) and hope you liked reading it!

If you have any questions about my version of Heaven, please ask and I'll try to answer without spoiling too much.

Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it.

;D Don't forget to review now!

Oh and:

Don't you hate it when whenever you type Shizuru's name on Word, and it asks "Did you mean Seizure?"

XD I laugh a little every time, even though my love for her holds no bounds…

-looks off into the sunset, hands in a praying motion and tears in my eyes-

-Back in character-

HEY!

YOU!

STARING AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN!

DID YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN BE PART OF THE HIME FORCE?

YES! ITS TRUE!

Or at least become a student of mine!

I will train you in the ways of underage drinking and fighting monsters that steal panties!

Sounds interesting to you?

Well it is interesting!

So do it!

-victory pumps-

Until next time!

-looks backstage-

Yooooukoooo, they're gone nooow ;D