Once Opon a Sekai

The Fairy

Kisa was in unfathomable pain. He never expected for a moment that Otoko would continue to settle only for kisses and gropes, but now that he'd finally taken everything, Kisa felt dead. He had no understanding for what misdeed he could have committed in his lifetime to deserve such a horrifying fate. He felt sick to his stomach and as he attempted to roll out of bed, and the pain seared up his back, the previous day came flooding back to him, and he simply settled back into bed as tears filled his eyes. He cried harder than he ever had before, praying that something, anything, would come along and stop his suffering.

As he bawled, he was just barely aware of the shifting of fabric beneath his head, as the flimsy pillow that was just there, changed into a surface more significant, firmer and warm. Shortly thereafter, something, or rather, someone, began to stroke Kisa's head gently. There wasn't a person within 100 yards of the estate that would touch him in such a kind and caring way, so naturally, Kisa assumed he actually was dead.

"Did I finally die?" Kisa asked hopefully.

As though to remind him of his life, his hips stung in pain and he knew he hadn't gotten so lucky. He slowly opened his eyes, first seeing the pair of legs where his head was now cradled. He tilted his head upward until he met the pair of entrancing brown eyes looking down at him. As Kisa focused through the blurred vision caused by his tears, he realized that, for some inexplicable reason, he was being held and consoled by a man so beautiful he could move mountains just by looking at them. If that alone wasn't enough to cause great concern, the giant pair of white wings jutting outward and curling around the man was more than plenty. Despite being drawn in by the man's overall allure, Kisa still panicked, fighting through the pain to back away from the man, until he dropped off the edge of the bed, falling in a heap to the cement floor below. When his back hit the ground, it was as though someone had dropped twelve cinder blocks on his spine.

The beautiful stranger leaned over the edge of the bed.

"Are you okay!?" Kisa slid himself back several more feet and stood, though shakily, to his feet. "Kisa!?"

Kisa's eyes widened as he wondered how the man knew his name. "Who the hell--" Standing now, the pain in Kisa's body ricocheted all over and made him feel faint. He started to waver and soon, was falling forward. The man charged forward and caught Kisa before he could hit the ground again. His arms felt so incredibly warm, that Kisa found himself instantly comforted and didn't try again to escape the hold.

"Who are you?" he murmured against the man's chest.

"I'm Yukina, a fairy that's been sent here to help you," Yukina replied.

Kisa did step back at that statement, pulling himself free. "A fairy?" he said in disbelief.

Yukina nodded and smiled, nearly knocking Kisa out when he did. "Yep!"

His voice was light and cheery, in a way that both pleased and annoyed Kisa.

Granted not everyone's life was as awful as his so it was to be expected that others might have an easier time smiling, but without a means for understanding real joy, Kisa just stared back at him, stone faced.

"You're a man though," Kisa replied.

Yukina put his hands on his hips and scowled. "Men can be fairies too, Kisa."

"I'm not sure I believe that," Kisa responded.

"Huh!? I have wings!" Yukina spun around so Kisa could see them. "Mine are bigger than most guys too! Girls love that."

"Why?" Kisa asked, taking a couple apprehensive steps forward towards the white, feathery, protrusions.

"You know what they say about a man with big wings, Kisa," Yukina replied.