Chapter 21
The Author is extremely apologetic for not updating any of her stories. She has tons of major examinations coming up and it has taken quite a bit of her imagination away. Got to focus on reality! She'll try to update the rest too! Enjoy and review. And do tell me if you have any great ideas!
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters that appear in PoT. Perhaps, this story is from inspirations, from everywhere and anywhere, above and beyond.
Kunimitsu was looking at the floor plan of the campus. He was intrigued by how impossibly difficult it is to maneuver around the plot of land. What mortals have designed such impossible task?
Keigo tapped his boots impatiently, "Kuni, we can just sense Ryoma out. Don't bother with the map."
Seiichi chuckled, "Kuni just likes to figure things out by himself, doesn't he?"
"And he likes to adhere to the rules that he has placed by himself," Kunimitsu referred to himself in third person, eyes lifting away from the paper, glasses glinting in the light. Kunimitsu is really strict about the rules he had implemented. Besides angels on duty on the mortal lands, other angels were not allowed to exploit their powers here. It was a measure to ensure that no angels accidentally messed up anything of higher powers.
"Here. They did say this is where most of the lecture theatres are." Kunimitsu pointed at a spot on the map and started walking in a direction, his dark brown hair tied up in a short ponytail.
"What theatre? Are we watching an opera? I do love the Magic Flute, Amadeus is such a genius!" asked Syusuke.
Genichirou tapped Syusuke on the shoulder, "My dear, that was in 1791. Amadeus is already dead. And you watched that half the globe around in Vienna." Genichirou sighed, "Josepha was definitely a charmer."
Keigo eyed the two of them, "Since when did you both come down here?"
Syusuke giggled, "1791. We'll bring you along next time!" Genichirou hid a smile.
Genichirou and Syusuke had an unseeming connection with music. They both enjoyed opera and musicals and they had befriended Amadeus. They had sneaked away in the past when they felt they were getting too fed-up by all the stressful matters.
The three of them joined Seiichi and Kunimitsu in the building. Unapparent to the two of them, they had attracted some attention in the horde of students studying there. Syusuke and Genichirou did. Keigo just thought it was normal attraction that he always received, embracing the love like he always did.
"There are a lot of mortals here, what do we do?" asked Seiichi, looking a little concerned.
"Hi!" a brown haired girl with green eyes came up to them, flicking a high ponytail backwards, blinking her doleful eyes at them, "Are you guys lost?"
Kunimitsu looked at her with stoic expression, "No, we have this piece of paper." And he started to re-analyze it.
Fuji peeked around from Genichirou's broad shoulders, "We are looking for Ryoma."
"Ryoma?" She looked around at her other friends but they seemed a little busy drooling and staring with their mouth open.
"What are you doing here?" A voice rang out from the crowd.
Damn it, the five of them had followed me here.
"Ryoma!" Fuji ran over to Ryoma with happiness and hugged him, in front of the crowd of people coming out of class and those who are gawking. Ryoma did a mental face-palm. This clearly was looking too good. Ryoma had painstakingly remained a shadow beside Abigail, never to raise his head up during class; never doing anything wrong (he's an angel, he's almost perfect) and most people wouldn't even know him.
"Wow, are they all models?"
"Maybe they are celebrities?"
"I don't know, but I so into them!"
Then flashes of photos started to light up the corridor around them.
"Damn," cursed Ryoma, clearly this would alarm whoever was behind Abigail's downfall to be alerted of the Seraphim's presence, "Come on, let's get some air!" He ushered Abigail out and grab onto Keigo's dress shirt.
"Hold it you! You are ruining Ore-sama's shirt!"
Keigo was dragged backwards; Ryoma was surprisingly strong in times like this. The other 4 looked at each other and shrugged, following behind Ryoma like mice behind a Piper.
"What's wrong Ryoma?" asked Syusuke, it's been a very long time but it felt like when he was still a new born and that he had disobeyed his teachers. Syusuke smiled at that memory. He had snuck down to Second Earth to get a green thorn plant from the Sahara; it was a cactus if his memory was right. He didn't have it now, but he has a full house of its descendents.
"I'm trying to not attract attention," Ryoma said, glancing at Abigail, hoping she didn't catch anything suspicious.
"Why?" asked Syusuke, again.
"Because… you know!"
"Ryoma is really shy. He's really quiet but he's really sweet," said Abigail, sticking up for her friend. She seems to like the one with blue hair, but it really suits him. Abigail sighed. "And you all are?"
"My friends."
"Lovers."
"Why do you want to know?"
The last one was from Keigo.
Ryoma smacked his forehead. He said they were his friends, but Seiichi had opened his mouth to say lovers. Clearly, Seiichi was getting unnerved by the girl's stares and sighs.
Abigail looked at Ryoma, "You are gay?"
Ryoma cleared his throat. There were no such things as gays or straights where angels came from. They were just were. They were actually practically sexless.
"Oh I totally get it, I'm cool. Wow, are they all…?"
"Yes, we are," said Seiichi immediately. He knew what gay meant; he dealt with mortals on a daily basis. With time, the mortals change and when they came to meet him, let's just say he was educated on their culture. "Lovers."
"Oh… All?" Abigail stared wide-eyed at each of the beautiful men sitting in front of him and looked at Ryoma.
"We aren't…" Ryoma started.
"In the midst of convincing him," said Syusuke with a bright smile.
"Oh! Okay! Then I'll leave you guys to talk, then?" Abigail got up from her seat, "Ryoma, see you at class later?"
"Oh…, uhm, yeah."
When Abigail left, Keigo was first to grab Ryoma by the wrist, "Who is she! Have you acquired a lover here?!"
"No! Monkey King! She's my mortal! What are you all doing here, anyway?"
"We came to see if you were well," Kunimitsu said quietly, "We apologize if we affected your work."
Syusuke grinned," You should have saw Kuni and Geni, both going crazy up there, whining and plotting about how and when to get here to see you."
Ryoma looked at the two of them, "Really?"
Kunimitsu cleared his throat and Genichirou looked away. Genichirou said, "I best get back, I have a meeting with my Team."
"And I my Dominions," said Kunimitsu, "I'm glad you are well, Ryoma."
Ryoma let out a small smile, "Yeah, and I missed you too."
He gave a light peck on Kunimitsu and Genichirou's cheeks, "See you all, soon."
The Seraph of War and The Right Hand left.
Ryoma looked at the remaining three Seraphs, "Let's go to my place."