Hey guys! Before you begin this chapter, I have a small announcement regarding the previous chapter and a short synopsis of the reasons behind the *unsusual* and spotaneous updates (that either come too fast or take forever.)

You may not know this, or care, but this year I am a highschool Senior! So let me just apologize for previous and un-mentioned Hiatuses on the story. My free time is literally melting through my fingers, as I have alot of pressure on me in regards to upcoming college and various other responsibilitys that come with being a *ahem ...soon to be, young adult. Unfortunately, this strange pattern of releases will probably continue for the next year or so, until I sucessfully make my huge transition in life and settle down (ex: finding my own place, getting my license, a steady job (that I ENJOY), getting a new non-trashy laptop (hopefully sometime this year), and settling into college life.

On another note, regarding the previous chapter update I did- I made a HUGEEE MISTAKE. I didn't realize it until a little while back (because before I post a new chapter I re-read the previous one), I created a HUGE f*cking hole. (Feel free to laugh at that). -

But yeah. I was going to re-edit the previous chapter to fix the plot hole that I created (in my own goddamn story), BUT for humor's sake, I'll leave the previous chapter how it is for 2 days. If anyone can read both chapters and figure out what the hole was, I'll release a spoiler on a hidden (and very juicy) chapter that will come later in the story! Either PM me, or leave a review stating what the mistake was. Anyways, your probably sick of reading my bullshyt. Enjoy the chapter! :)

HEAVENLY SWORDS! Len shouted, raising his arms.

Thousands of white and gold eteched swords formed in the air above us, and only one feeling overcame me.

Pure Terror.

Len didn't hesitate for a second, swinging his arm down in a violent motion- sending the swords plummeting down.

I panicked. I had no defense, no plan. I was like a fish out of water.
What brought me back to my senses were two swords that zipped past me, the first slicing my leg and the other narrowly missing my head.

That got me running.
I could hear the repeated ringing of the hard metal swords against the ground around me. I knew in my mind it was only a matter of time before one of them was slicing through my chest- but what else could I do?

Once again, I could feel the sensation of my skin being sliced- this time my arm. Only this one was much deeper than the one on my leg. I could feel warm blood seeping out of the wound. Before my mind could fully process the pain, another sword sliced me across my cheek.

I came to a halt and cried out. The combination of all the pain was too much to ignore now.
I couldn't keep running forever. I had to fight back.

Luckily, the onslaught of swords seemed to have ended- and the ground was now littered with thousands of usable weapons. I grabbed the two nearest to me and pulled them out of the ground, then I looked up towards my opponent- this time with more confidence.

Len looked back, with the same- if even more intensity.
He didn't seem fased at all, or even suprised that I thought to pick up his own weapons and use them against him.

I charged at him.
He didn't move.

I could feel myself grin a little.
This brat was so cocky that he didn't even think he needed to dodge my attack. There was no way he could block swords unarmed.

...Or maybe he had an ace up his sleeve?
I shook it off. Whatever it was, I prepared myself for it.

As I quickly closed in on Len, I saw him reach one hand out in my direction.
Was he going to push me back with that wind again?

My question was answered, as his hand lit up a in a bright golden light and one of the white/gold swords appeared in his hand. He held it out infront of him.

So he was going to try and block me, the grin momentarily wiped from my face.
But he had miscalculated. I had two swords, and he had one. I decided then I'd have to go for a feint.
I'd use one sword to aim for a vital point, and one to aim for an important- but less vital point. Even this cocky asshole would know to block the sword aiming for his most vital spot, leaving him wide open for the second attack.

He didn't move as I swung the first sword sideways- right at his neck, and the other sword at his right arm.
What was he doing!? I wanted to win, but I didn't want to kill him!

I tried to pull back on the strength of my swing but it was too late. The momentum was too much.

I saw him smile.

Suddenly, the sword he was holding ,and the two swords I was grasping so firmly vaporized into sparkling shards of golden light. My hand swung harmlessly under his chin, and my other hand merely tapped his arm.

"What just-...", my sentence was interrupted by a sharp kick to my ribs, sending me reeling backwards.

"You just got the shit kicked out of you, thats what just happened", Len smirked mockingly.
"Honestly, you really are dumb as fuck!", He laughed.

I could sense something was wrong. Very wrong.
He seemed far from the cocky, obnoxious brat at the beginning of this fight.

"Looks like he's gone Sadistic again." I could hear Shiro say in his cold, calculating voice.
Sadistic?...What?

"I manifested the swords in the first place, you didn't think I'd be able to reverse that? You should've seen the look on your face as it vanished right out of your hand!" Len leaned back and laughed hysterically- almost... psychotic-like.

"A little tip for you, those swords are made out of MY energy- my "grace". The only person who can wield them to their full potential is ME, or anyone who I decide to lend my power."

So that's why... I made the mistake of trying to use a power that wasn't my own. I coughed.

"This is pathetic", Len shook his head.
He move his hand downwards and his palm glowed golden, once again.

A sword formed, and he walked over to me who was laying on the ground- still in pain.
"Look at you. You can't even get up right now, can you?"

I coughed a few more times, and I could taste something metallic. Blood.
One, if not more- of my ribs were definitely broken.

"It's about time I wrapped this game up. I'm getting sick of looking at you. I've spent more time with you today then I've spent with Kiiro- Neesan."

He raised his sword.
"And that is absolutely un-acceptable."

Even though I was still struggling to regain the air I had lost from the force of his kick earlier, I managed to put together enough words to form a sentence.

"I gotta admit. For a short, bratty, clingy- annoying ass, Lolicon-looking, closet Sadist...You fight better than I expected. But your still gonna lose", I laughed.

Who was I kidding? There was no way I could win now. Somehow though... I knew. I knew my story didn't end here.

He paused a moment, then chuckled.
"Stupid to the end, huh? I admire your dedication."

Then he wound back and brought down his sword.

A bright light.
I could feel it. It gathered in the center of my body, and exploded.

Len's sword flew out of his hand and stuck into the ground, then de-materialized into shards of light.
He stepped back, stunned for a moment.

That was all I needed.
I used the last of my strength to get up and force all my power into an uppercut.

It landed perfectly. His head snapped back and his body followed as he flew up and backwards.
The ground shook as he landed.

I fell back down, onto one knee- panting heavily, holding my bleeding arm.
That was it. All the power I had left. If he get's back up from that, i'm dead, I thought.

My heart was pounding in my ears, as I stared at him sprawled on his back.
His eyes were closed, and he didn't appear to be getting back up.

Had I...won?
A shadow passed over me, as well as the sound of heavily beating wings.

"That's enough. We've collected enough data for today", Shiro landed between us.
He abruptly closed his book and snapped his fingers, materializing it into a strange looking tablet. His fingers moved ridiculously fast across the screen.

He quickly finished typing and the tablet burst into 1's and 0's, reforming into his small, handheld book.
Then he turned and quietly glanced at my wounds for a second. Without much concern, he turned towards Len- who was still lying on the floor.

"How long are you gonna play around?", he asked.
"What?" I said, confused.

Len's eyes flew open, and he sat up and grumbled a "man your no fun" under his breath.
He was faking being knocked out?

Len finished getting up and dusted himself off, then dissapated his wings.
Silently, he started walking towards the area behind me- where the other's had been observing.

Right before he passed me, he stopped.
I could hear the sound of him popping his jaw. "You know...that uppercut hurt like hell..", he trailed off.
Then he looked down at me, and with a Sadistic look in his eyes. "The next time you hit me in the face...", he materialized a sword, "I'll scalp you motherfucker".

Holy shit, this kid is freakin serious! Chills ran down my back.
He dissapated the sword, then skipped happily over to Kiiro and bear hugged him.

"Did you see me Kii-Nee? Did you see me?", He looked up at him- eyes sparkling.

"I...I uh...did", Kiiro laughed nervously. "But...let's not make it a habit of threatening to scalp someone, yeah?"

"Okay...," he looked down sadly- and secretly threw me an evil look.
"Uh..., I'm not the only one who saw the look he gave me... right?" I smiled nervously.

"Aioro Hidoru. How long do you plan on sitting on the floor?" Shiro ignored my earlier comment.
"Your wounds should be more than healed by now."

I looked down. He was right.

My clothes had been shredded and stained with blood, but the wounds were no longer there.
Is that what that light was? Did I unlock some hidden healing ability?

"To answer your thoughts...no", Shiro said.
How the hell..."Did you just read my mind!?"

"No. But you are pretty simple minded. It's more than easy to analyze your thought pattern."
Wow, he sure is honest with his feelings, I rolled my eyes.

"That answer did not derive from my emotions. It came from simple numbers and fact", Shiro said.
"Dammit- STOP DOING THAT!"

"Doing what?" He answered.
"That mind crap. It's creepy."

"Let's go join the others."
He ascended into the air and joined everybody else.

He totally dissed me, didn't he...? I shook my head, and followed.

We all gathered back in the center of "Heaven" and sat down on the couch surrounding that strange device that revealed my wings.

Everyones attention was turned toward Shiro, except of course- Rennosuke, who had immediately fell asleep after the battles conclusion, and Len- who was constantly fixated on Kiiro.

"So", Raven spoke up. "What were the conclusions of your analysis?"
Shiro stood up. "I'll try to explain it as properly as I can."

"Aioro Hidoru. His current abilitys are as such:"

"Physical: Average.
Mental: ...No comment.
Combat: Highly Inexperienced.
Magical: Unknown

Defensive...", he trailed off.

"What?" Kiiro asked.
"Well, it would appear to me he is capable of proudcing some kind barrier to deflect attacks. Although he did not seem to summon it of his own will, rather just out of pure luck. I speculate it was summoned unconciously by his grace when his life was in immenent danger. Unfortunately, more data is needed to confirm this. And the barrier didn't last long enough for me to analyze what it was composed of- so i'm not totally sure of it's strengths and weaknesses."

"So he has something in common with you", said Tomo.
"It would appear so...", Shiro said in a rather displeased voice.

"So wait- you can create barriers?" I asked.
"Of sorts", he replied. Although most of mine are purely for defense, not really for countering attacks. But it's not impossible for me.

"Then it's decided", Tomo said.
"Everyday, before your daily battle training- you'll be working with Shiro as your mentor. Since he's skilled at creating barriers, he should be able to help you perfect yours."

"Is...that okay with you?", I looked at up at Shiro, who had already returned to reading his book.
Without looking away from the pages, he replied. "I don't really mind tutoring someone as long as they can pull their weight."

Kiiro, Len, and Rennosuke (who momentarily awoken) snickered.
"What...what's so funny?" I turned towards them.

Rennosuke leaned over and whispered close to my ear. "As long as you pull your weight...that's what he says,
but he's really a demon when it comes to teaching. I heard he used to be a teacher at an angel academy somewhere and man was he brutal!"

"What? You guys have schools up here?" I whispered back.

"Yeah but thats not what you should be worried about", he snickered quietly.
"I've seen some of his work firsthand- and trust me, he yawned. They way he...is...almost...like a...demon...", he fell on my shoulder.

"Hey! Are you okay? The way he what?"
A snore immediately rose from him, followed by drool.

"DON'T SUDDENLY FALL ASLEEP!" I yelled angrily.
"and GROSS- don't drool!" I shoved him off, and he fell to on the other side of the couch.

I facepalmed. Enough of this. I'm ready to go back to the human world. -_-