The Beautiful Sin //BokuAka//

Chapter 11: Nσ Rҽɠɾҽƚʂ Sԋσɾƚყ

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Nothing bad, cursing, mentions of murder. But if you don't feel comfortable with these things then you really shouldn't read

3rd person POV:

Multiple angels in scientist's coats rush over.

After years of experimenting, could it be, did they finally create a hybrid? The best of demons and angels, all in one deadly being, controlled by them.

After confirming that #502's blood tested positive for neither angel or demon, the angels proceeded to quickly distribute the information to the higher ups.

But this had just helped a certain duo complete their mission.

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(Yaku POV:)

First job in a couple of years, my jobs almost complete. Glad to not be in the hospital anymore.

"Hey Yaku did you hear?", an angel that had been hitting on Yaku since he was stationed in that office said.

I sighed as I reminded myself all we needed was to collect information on the hybrid and we'd would have clearance to murder anyone in the office. I had been collecting information on the hybrid for months, but all I've gotten until now is statistics on the test subjects.

2 in specific have been close to what the angels expect from a hybrid. But none have been able to pass that line between angel and hybrid. All I knew is somehow I've come to hate angels even more. What those poor test subjects have to go through, the things they've done to the demons that they capture to use their DNA to mix with their angel's. It's disgusting.

I was not exactly proud of how I got here myself . Flirting has never been my strong suit, I usually just tie someone up and steal their identity due to my ability.

Morphing. As long as Yaku has memorized what he's going to morph in to, he can do it. But it's easier to either have the thing in front of him, or have a picture to get all the details right. But ever since he was shot his ability hasn't seemed to want to work right.

Losing my ability wasn't even the worst thing, Kenma hasn't spoke to me since. How much I wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault, it never was.

I mean being unconscious and waking up for about 15 seconds and collapsing again wasn't exactly enjoyable, but Lev's annoying ass helped...

I remember every time that I grasped consciousness he'd always say, "No regrets shorty.", sometimes with tears in his eyes, sometimes he'd sound angry, sometimes tired, sometimes happy, but every time I woke up, he was there.

The most painful part of this was waking up to something different about him. Whether it was him seeming older, the bags under his eyes, or him miraculously seeming taller, all I could do was stare. I couldn't respond, I couldn't give him a kiss, nothing. Just lay there, wishing I could be with him.

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3rd Person POV:

The head of the office he was now working in had apparently found him attractive, so he had no need to knock him out. A couple of lessons given by their own Oikawa on poisons, Yaku was able to hold his spot in office. Sadly the angel never stopped hitting on him.

Yaku gave a big sigh before responding, "What?".

"We finally created a successful hybrid!", the male exclaimed as he leaned down to give Yaku a 'celebration' kiss only to be rather forcefully pushed by Yaku.