Mikage had lead me back to the shrine. Him and Otohiko wawrrned me about making Tomoe mad. And to try and go along with certain things. He said it was alot to ask, but i need to trust Tomoe.

We now stood at the start of the ancient steps. Even thinking about climbing to the top made me exausted. I turn to my left, towards Mikage.

"Do you really think i can help him? Or am i really just babysitting him?"

He turns to me, and shrugs.

"Who knows? We'll only know when the time comes. And the time won't come if you don't get in there and make it."

Oh come on. He couldn't have said something more honest. Anyone could change the way Tomoe sees people. I just happen to be here at the wrong time. Although, i do take his words to heart.

"When will you come back?" I ask casually

"Im unsure. I guess when i have a reason to."

For some reason, as he says this, Otohiko shakes his head in agreement with him. I may never know what that means, and there's no use trying to.

"Well, i should go up now." I break the silence. "I'm just staying til i feel better, then i'm outta here, hear me?"

"We'll see..." Mikage folds his hands behind his back.

"Can we go? I don't wanna stay in this dirt infested forest one second more." He-she guy gestures around him.

This is gonna be awkward, i can just feel it. I escape and i now return. I really wonder what he'll think when he sees my face again. He was keeping me for a favor, a favor to get my dads money. Just wait until they find out there is no money, and my dad's never coming.

I finally got all the way up, so I sit and rest at the top step of the stairs. Okay, maybe i'm procrastinating a little more than resting. But I don't know how this will play out, and I don't even know if he's still here.

We were walking through the forest for a while so the sun is just beginning to rise. I rest my head in my palms. I wanna sleep, is all i could think right then. I start to drift off, but then i remember that i shouldn't sleep here. But i'm too far away, and i can't open my eyes up again. My eyes fully close and i lose conciousness. But only for a second because a sudden tap on my shoulder, pulls me back up. My head spins in confusion, and i turn to see a tall figure standing beside me while i sit. Who? Who is this? Tomoe?

I blink my eyes to focus them. To my surprise, it was in fact not Tomoe. But he did seem familiar. Like i'd seen him hundreds of times. My head hurts even thinking about it. Who is he?

He removes his hand from my shoulder and puts it in his pocket. Gothic wear fits around him, black braclets and eyeliner define him. I look at his face once again. This time i actually look instead of a blurred out glance. And oh my god, this couldn't be happening.

He combs his fingers through his hair, and looks at me with his black lined eyes. No way

His top lip curls up. "And who are you supposed to be?" He says with a judgey tone.

What. What did i do to deserve this. I'm too astonished to talk, or even breath in that matter. Why you may ask. Because he, the fallen angel, stands before me.

THANKS FOR READING! ~ CAKE FACE