A/N: Whoops! It has taken me quite some time to put a new chapter out. Forgive me please! But this chapter is interesting! You know why? It's from Lee's point of view! So what can I say about this chapter?... In short, Lee is confused! I am already working on the next chapter, and I hope to have it out very soon. Thank you for reading! Enjoy and please comment!
When I was young I believed in angels.
The kind of angels that would swoop down
And save you from your sorrows.
But that was before I knew of demons
Demons, who would rip the wings of angels off and wear their faces.
I used to believe in angels. At least I did before I knew him.
The boy with the pretty face and red hair.
I don't remember much of my childhood
There was a beautiful woman with tender hands
And a tender smile
And a man I assume to be my father
Who would carry me on his shoulders and parade me around.
While most of my memories of back then are foggy
One is very clear.
The last night I ever saw my parents.
We were walking home from an out-to-eat dinner
Mother and Father both held my hands.
It was as we passed a building that I saw a flash of red.
A boy was sitting all alone on the steps
A boy with brilliant red hair
And gorgeous green eyes.
Mother said something to me, and I looked away.
When we got home I listened to her read me a story
And Father stood at the door frame.
When she was done she gave me a kiss
And turned off the light.
A nightmare confronted me.
My father's screams echoed in my head
And the sound of my mother begging for her life haunts me still.
I thought I would wake up, but a warm hand touched my face
And I calmed.
I slipped back into sleep.
How naïve it was to think it was my mother.
I slept in her blood that night.
Another memory that stands out happened years later.
I was living in a foster home by then.
It was in the dead of winter that I found a baby squirrel.
The poor thing, it broke my heart to see it shiver so.
It was helpless.
I took it to the biggest tree in the forest.
Climbed the tree and set in inside the hollow.
But for some reason I can not remember
I fell out of the tree.
When I returned home, I found a pair of ear-muffs
Resting on the bed.
I thought perhaps my angel had come back
And given me a gift.
That is around the time I realized my angel
Wasn't so angelic.
When I touched the muffs, the texture
Was familiar.
It was the fur from the baby squirrel.
I remember throwing up until I saw blood.
It was awful.
I prayed to God, asking him why he would send me
An angel so horrific? So bloodthirsty?
When no answer came,
I took matters into my own hands.
I trained in Taijutsu under the man named
Maito Gai
He became a father figure to me
Forced me to become stronger and better
Than I had ever hoped to be.
I loved him.
One day while we trained
The hair on the back of my neck stood straight up
Sand under my feet shivered gleefully
And then a streak of red flew by
Have you ever seen an angel?
Some people think of a chubby baby with a bow and arrow
Others think of a tall, gentle woman with open arms.
The creature that sped past me,
That was crushing my "father" without mercy
Blew those other angels away.
Red hair was brighter and stood out more than any halo ever could
His skin was porcelain, not even the smallest blemish
Black rings emphasized shockingly green eyes.
How could God have made something so...
Perfect?
"Lee!"
My "father" called, pulling me out of my trance.
He was dying under the hand
Of my angel.
Before my brain could catch up
My body moved ahead, fist poised
Aimed for that demon.
I expected some resistance from his sand
For the sand was his weapon
But the armor melted away as I got closer
I will never forget his face before I hit him
He fled, the demon with red hair.
It was as though that one touch
Was enough to send my angel away.
I used to believe in demons
The kind that tainted the angel and preyed on humans
But that was before I knew of angels
Angels, who would kiss your cheek and haunt your dreams
With their tenderness.
With their green eyes.
Oh yes, I used to believe in demons.
But that was before I met him.
The boy with the pretty face and red hair.