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Touched by an Angel

~By mugen83

Chapter 4: Meeting Again

Kanata went on his way into the forest in search of the light. He walked aimlessly not even caring that his searched might end up futile. As he delved deeper into the forest, he noticed that it was strangely quiet. A weird feeling came over him. His mind says that he really need not be bothered looking but his body betrayed him. He felt insane for looking for something he might never find. Nevertheless, he continued his journey. Ignoring the extreme pounding of his heart, his legs continued to bring him to the unknown. Just when he finally thought of giving up, he caught a glimpse of a faint light. He instinctively headed into its direction not even knowing what was in store for him once he reached the place.

His chest seemed about to explode as he drew closer and closer towards it. The weird feeling he felt was growing from each step he took. Then he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He narrowed his eyes to take a better look. His breath was caught in his throat when he saw an unmistakable form of a girl. She lay unconscious on the ground, her lithe form emitting a faint light. Her long golden tresses were spread on the ground. He gulped when he saw the familiar white wings he saw last night except that it was broken. Her beautiful wings were now angled strangely as if it had worn itself out from flying through the trees' branches. What he saw was not a human girl. It was an angel, the angel he saw last night.

Still shocked and confused, he went over to where the angel was. He knelt beside her, not knowing what to do. He watched her lithe and broken form illuminated by the light that somehow found its way through the shade of the trees of the dense forest. He couldn't help but be amazed at the spectacle before him despite the turmoil of emotions he was currently experiencing. He had not seen something so pitiful and sad yet beautiful at the same time.

'Get a grip Kanata, you need to stop staring and help.' he thought.

Finally collecting himself, Kanata brought the angel into his arms and carried her to the temple. He was clueless whether other people could see him carrying her but he put those thoughts out of his mind, he needed to bring her into the temple fast. There were still probably lots of people crowding to where the accident happened. Thinking that it would be best to avoid the crowd, he decided to use another route to get home.

When he reached the temple, he was already panting. Apparently, he had run the entire time while carrying the angel on his back. He was glad and a bit sad to see that the temple showed no signs of people.

'Guess the old man really left.' He sighed at the thought. He went to the nearest room and laid the angel in a futon and took another look at her again to check for injuries. Aside from her broken wings, there were no injuries whatsoever. But she still looked as if she was in pain and ill. He checked her temperature to see if she has a fever but she has none. He thought that he could at least treat her broken wings. Then it occurred to him, he really did not know how to treat them. He might end up making them worse. Instead of doing things that might have the opposite effect, Kanata thought that it would probably be better to just let her take a rest.

"Guess there's nothing much I can do but wait 'til she recovers." he said, exhausted.

Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head!

" OUCH! Damn it! I'm up! I'm up already!" Kanata said irritably. The alarm clock had fallen down on his head and was now making a ruckus by going around the room.

Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head! "Hey! Quit it already! Stop moving around you stupid clock!" he was now running around the room, chasing after the alarm clock. "Damn! This stupid thing sure can move fast" Taking a dive onto the floor, he finally succeeded catching it.

..sleepy head! Wake up sleepy head! Wake up sleepy he-

Kanata managed to silence it before it could say another word by pressing the button extra hard while fighting the urge to just smash it on the floor and get rid of it.

"Stupid Santa, giving me such an annoying alarm clock" he said as he let himself stretch out on the floor. "… and I guess I'm an idiot for actually accepting it."

When he was finally done collecting himself, he went straight to the other room. He slowly opened the door and went inside, his eyes focusing on the futon where the lady he saved yesterday laid comfortably. He bent down and checked if she was feeling better.

'I wonder when she will wake up?' he thought. Finally deciding to dismiss the thought of the angel's uncertain recuperation, Kanata left the room and got ready for school. Before leaving the house though, he left porridge beside the angel. 'I don't really know what kind of food angels eat but this would be better than nothing.'

"Saionji-kun, we have a student council meeting later, don't forget alright?"

"Hey Kanata, can I borrow your notes?"

"Saionji-san Mizuno-sensei was asking if you could hand in the class journal."

Kanata, Kanata, Saionji-kun, Saionji, Hey Saionji! Saionji-senpai. Saionji-san. Kanata. Oi Saionji!

Kanata's head was spinning. For some reason, from the time he set foot in the school building, he had been hearing his name. Copious things occupied his schedule. He thought he might never make it home. He could not help but think that he would be going through all this 'til New Year's eve. If that was so, then he must have been the most unlucky guy on earth. Heck, he need not even draw his fortune to know what was in store for him next year. His busy schedule continued for the next three days. Finishing tasks for the student council, doing things as a class rep, preparing the shrine for New Year's, cleaning the temple and taking care of the angel have become a routine. On the fifth day of his so-called hell-week, that was what he called it, Kanata felt like his head was spinning literally, he went home feeling nauseated as he his temperature rising.

When he got back to the temple, his thoughts were still preoccupied of the day's events. His body was swaying a bit as we walked slowly to the front porch. His vision was hazy, his body seemed like it was at its limits. At last, he managed to open the door and finally got inside. His vision was getting blurrier and blurrier as he tried to muster all his strength so he could at least make it into his room. Each step he took was like torture. Struggling to make himself steady and make a clear view of his way, he thought he saw a figure coming in his direction. But before he could make out what or who it was, his vision darkened and he finally collapsed.

A/N

It's been so long since I last updated, I don't know if the readers still remember this story. Anyway I don't want to leave my story hanging. I don't really want to leave things half finished. Even though I'm a slowpoke when it comes to updating, rest assured that I will finish writing this. When I write, I already have a clear view of how the story will progress and how it will end, so no worries.

To the reviewers, thank you so much for spending some time for leaving a review. I would also like to extend my deepest gratitude to yashu3793 who always review every single chapter of this story.

Oh, and I also hope this chapter clears up the misunderstanding for the last chapter. Just wanna clear things up to littlepuppylost that no one died last chapter.

Again thank you for the reviews, they are always greatly appreciated! I hope you could also leave a review for this chapter. By the way I've written another story, it's called Haru, I hope you could also read it!

(in dire need of a beta-reader T.T)