Heaven's Lost Property Fanfiction

Chapter One

A breeze rustled through the treetops. The leaves whispered secrets untold as they held guardian over the mountainous terrain that surrounded Sorami City. A pale moon peeped over the hills, the only light on a starless night. Tension hung in the air. Tonight was a night for unexpected events.

Tomoki turned over. A tear traced down his cheek, wetting the pillow. Every night as a child he'd had this same dream. Was it a prophecy? He'd probably never know. He pondered whether or not he should inform his parents, but he hadn't the heart.

He didn't have time to really worry though, like every morning that he wasn't up at Sparrows Fart, Sohara came crashing - like the monster she is - into his bedroom and pulled off his bed-covers.

"Get up you lazy bastard!" she ordered him, "You could at least make an effort to try to wake up in the morning..." Her voice trailed off as she noticed that in removing the covers, she had effectively stripped him naked as Tomoki wore no pajamas on warmer nights. And there was a slight blemish that Sohara didn't really need or want to see.

"Tomo-chan..." her voice hung on a dangerous note, "I swear to the Great Goddess in the sky that I'll..."

Tomoki never found what the oath the Goddess would hold Sohara to as at that moment am ear-popping vibration wracked the air. Tomoki's carefully tinted glass window fragmented into a million pieces as a winged figure crashed into his room.

Silence.

Tomoki felt the touch of panic in his lower abdomen as he noticed that the sound would be loud enough to wake his parents but he remembered that as of yesterday they were on a cruise round the world. His larynx moaned a primal whine that just about summed up his situation.

Sohara hit over her shock and sprung to her feet. It was the equivalent of tugging the key off a grenade. She was off. Ranting in her usual Sohara way. Who are you? What are you doing here? How dare you break Tomoki's window? Do your parents know your here? Do you know how much trouble you're in? Are you a natural red-head?

"Wait what?!" Tomoki cried as the winged lady nodded. Shock had clouded his eyes and as his head cleared, so did his vision of the lady.

Bright green eyes stared defiantly in his direction, surrounded by an alien beauty that made up her face. Long pink hair - that was definitely NOT red - fell to her feet in two long and perfect braids. She was slim yet well toned, she wore revealing amour that left her midriff bare and oddly long black socks that reached up to her short plated skirt.

"Bonjour? こんにちは？Ciao? Tja? Hello?" the strange lady attempted in different tongues, "Have I guessed correctly? Are you pathetic bugs of English decent?"

"Who are you calling a pathetic bug?!" Tomoki screamed, "If anything, you're the one who should be apologizing to me!"

"Whatever should I do that for?" though her voice ended on an innocent note, her eyes - if possible - narrowed dangerously.

"'Cause you broke my freaking window!"

"Hmph. I improved it," ever the snob, she look down her nose at him, "Though I daresay, don't you have other things that you may want to worry about?"

Tomoki glanced down to his dismay and find that this whole debacle had passed with him not properly dressed. All this excitement had a very different effect on him. Though they say its a good omen to find in the morning. Heat filled his face with shame. He ran to his en-suite and quickly threw on the soft linen robe that hung from his shower head.

Sohara and the angel (as he deemed it) were still in the same places that he left them. He decided to be the one to break the ice.

"So what's a heavenly angel like yourself doing far away from her divine host to grace us lowland bugs with your presence?" Tomoki drawled.

The angel drew herself to her full height and spread her wings proudly. Her voice took on a new tone, one of dignity and superiority.

"I am a Strategic Battle Class Angeloid.

Type: Alpha, Ikaros. I have been sent here by my master to acquire and monitor Sakurai Tomoki. I am to use all available resources to do so. Under no circumstances may Sakurai Tomoki be allowed to fall into enemy angel hands. Readout complete. Initiating scans," her eyes morphed into a light orange, "Two life-forms detected. Sakurai Tomoki and vengeful female. Precautionary actions will be taken."

"What did you call me??" Sohara's voice had gone calm with rage. A vein throbbed on her forehead. Her hands clenched and unclenched in anger.

Ikaros turned her head, her eyes fading to their innocent mossy green. She cocked her head in a quizzical manner. "You know all you're doing is proving my point, yes?"

Sohara had had just about enough. Her forest brown eyes narrowed. Their usual cheerful shine had taken on an uncommon vengeful gleam. "How. Dare. You." The words had lost all emotion, and barely escaped Sohara's lips.

Ikaros had lost some of her cockiness. Her wings seemed to shrink behind her, the way a dog's does when it's afraid. "How dare I what?"

"You come here. You shatter someone else's property. Insult your hosts. Basically spit on our hospitality. And then mock our ways! Totally unforgivable. You don't have the right to treat us like bugs. I don't care if you're God'a personal assistant. I won't take that sort of treatment from you!" Sohara screamed, raw anger screeching from her vocal cords.

Ikaros was taken aback. She had no idea what to say. Tomoki was dumb shocked. Never before had Sohara said such a thing. Ikaros' automatic voice broke the awkward silence that ensued.

"It seems I was wrong about you Sohara. Do accept my apologies, I assumed that your only purpose was to complicate my mission." She cocked her head, as to be listening to a telepathic message inside her cranium.

"Understood. Resetting. Initializing re-start. Safety mode enabled." Ikaros' voice rang out. Her mossy eyes faded to a light amber, before fainting to the floor with her wings settling around her.