Chapter 8
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"But we like you."
The four words ranged in Ryoma's ear. What? Who said that? Ryoma turned towards the doorway.
"Seii, you've come!" Syusuke dashed to the black-winged angel and nuzzled the other's left cheek; one cheeky blue eye looking at Ryoma. Ryoma scowled at Syusuke; what's up with him anyway? He's probably the most uninterested angel in the room.
The determined look that Seiichi gave Ryoma turned softer when he faced Kunimitsu and Syusuke, "Syu, you have to stop hanging on me all the time when you see me. I'm always here, it's you," at this Seiichi used his forefinger to flick Syusuke's forehead, "Who's always out on some errands… Mitsu… Hello." Seiichi smiled at the brown-winged angel.
Kunimitsu strided over to the pair of angels at the doorway and gave Seiichi a quick hug, "I found your symbol on Ryoma, wanted you to come take a quick look." He turned to beckon Ryoma, "And on the other hand, Syusuke has taken a liking to this boy."
He gave Seiichi a looking look, as if trying to convey an idea.
"I put it there. I was there when he was born." Seiichi smiled sweetly at Kunimitsu.
"I was there too!" Piped Syusuke.
Ryoma looked down at his anklet and jiggled it, "Oh."
After all the stories of the past been said and everyone in the room was a little more clear of what was going on, Ryoma was a little thrilled over the incident with Seiichi and a little disturbed over the stalking tendencies of Syusuke but he was still a little unsure of why the Seraphs want in on his life. Kunimitsu mentioned him being of a different frequency and would definitely be able to be a cornerstone in the Seraphs' leadership among the angels and help to maintain control amongst the earths. And after all the talking, Ryoma started to crave Ponta; he's thirsty.
"Before we start on your very interesting point of view, Ryoma, we have to wait for someone…"
"He's here," a deep melodious voice said from the doorway. The 4 angels turned to look at the red-winged angel.
"Hello, Genichirou, arrived at the nick of time," said Kunimitsu. Genichirou crossed his arms and leaned on the door frame and smiled.
After the arrival of the Seraph of War, introductions and stories were exchanged, Ryoma felt a little dizzied from the sudden interest in him by the four Seraphs. Karupin has appeared out of nowhere and decided that it liked the newest member who had joined their little discussion and had settled itself on Genichirou's broad shoulders. The stoic angel didn't seem to mind and even scratched the cat's head every once in a while absently. Ryoma, on the other hand, felt a little miserable as he was book-sick, bed-sick and ponta-sick. He looked at Karupin, that little devil has so conveniently placed himself there and was napping away. He wished he felt as 'at home' as that his cat.
The discussions begun between Kunimitsu, Genichirou and Ryoma; Syusuke was there to just 'hang out'. Seiichi, on the other hand, had left after he had done his explaining to Kunitmitsu about the charm anklet.
"The reason for this meeting is to understand more about what Ryoma had said during his test in the library about the current war strategy. Inviting Genichirou here as he would be the one that you, Ryoma," Kunimitsu looked sharply at Ryoma, clearly meaning business now, "would be interacting with the most as he is in charge."
Kunimitsu turned away from the group settled at the table and shifted to the maps behind him, ignoring Syusuke who was seated beside Ryoma. Syusuke propped his chin up on his right palm while gazing intently at Ryoma. Ryoma was not comfortable in the slightest bit. Kunimitsu continue his explaining of the current war strategy, for the benefit of Ryoma.
Ryoma raised his hand, "I already know all this and we please skip straight into my opinions so I can get out of here quickly? Raziel (Syusuke) is a little distracted."
Syusuke pouted, "Call me Syu! You don't have to be so formal, R-yo-ma!"
"No." Was the curt reply from the tiniest angel.
"So what was your opinion?" asked Genichirou. Genichirou was curious as to why Kunimitsu had called him to discuss war tactics, he normally left it to the Seraph of War to do his duty; he only had to report what his Team and him were discussing, shared his opinions and that was that. Upon seeing a young angel, his curiosity piped up. Of course, it didn't help that Genichirou was a sucker for adorable tiny things, like this disinterested angel seated across him.
"My opinion was that, clearly, the enemy has created tons of tiny activities to keep you busy. After stopping them, they hoped that you would be satisfied with 'stopping' them and they were right. Don't you find it weird that their activities were always kept small and not much 'stopping' was needed every single time? Of course, occasionally the larger devil would appear, but why Leviadon? Why always him?" Ryoma huffed, it's been a while since he talked that much but this topic has always been of interest to him and he just got a little carried away. The Seraph of War's eyes targeted his own, he felt a little warm on his cheeks. Ryoma sat down quickly; it didn't occurred to him that he stood up in the middle of his speech.
Syusuke chuckled, "Saa, I guess we just didn't think about that, did we?"
Genichirou frowned; he was a little upset by the little angel's outburst but it came as a shock that he actually didn't realized what was wrong with their tactics. Mostly he'd been busy with all the runs and calls from his Team and Dominion about the hyped-up activities. Leviadon… Why him indeed?
Genichirou looked up at Kunimitsu and found a pair of hazel eyes staring back at him. Something passed between their eyes, an understanding and then a gentle touch. Genichirou stood up from his seat and nodded at Ryoma, "We got work to do."