The Wounded

5

The frail angel slept peacefully on Akihiko's bed as he watched their eyelids move while they slept.

Akihiko stared at the angel as they slept peacefully. The angel's eyes were actively moving when they slept, making their eyelids move from one way to another. Strangely enough, the angel pulled him in, intrigued him. His innocent doe-like emerald eyes, his soft hair, and the beautiful pink lips. Akihiko wondered what had him so interested. He was an angel, just a regular angel, it confused him. Why was he attracted to this angel he had just met? Would the angel accept being around him considering how they had first met?

Deep in his thoughts, Akihiko hadn't realized his companion had woken up.

"D-do you know where R-Ritsu is?" His voice broke Akihiko's train of thought and a feeling of adrenaline rushed through him.

"He is with Masamune."

The angel blushed and fidgeted on the large silk-covered bed.

"C-can I see him?" It was amusing to see this anxious angel struggle to keep still under his gaze.

"No."

He flinched, his fidgeting increased before he asked again "P-Please?"

There was no specific reason or logic as to why Akihiko laughed but he did and it startled the poor teenager.

This cute little angel intrigued him.

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Mitsuki watched as amusement sparked in the lavender orbs of the demon that had been there when he woke. His laughing face made him smile, the demon was beautiful when he laughed. His lavender orbs scrunched up and his head was thrown back, If Misaki was completely honest he'd say that the man was breathtaking.

"What is your name?" He asked in the same deep memorizing voice.

"T-Takahashi, Misaki." Misaki mentally scolded himself, he just gave his kidnapper his name.

"Usami, Akihiko."

His name reminded him of a Usagi. "Usagi-San."

His beautiful orbs widened "Do you know a man named Takahashi Takahiro?"

I winced, "Nii-San..." Usag- I corrected myself before I thought about that name once more.

"How do you know Nii-San Usami-San?" Usami-San flinched and took a deep breath.

"I had feelings for him in the past, I guess you could say. He got married before I could confess. You died a few weeks after in an alleyway."

Misaki flinched before the world went dark, memories of that night flashed before his eyes. He let out what Akihiko could only describe as an ear-piercing scream.

Memories of the alleyway flashed through Misaki's mind and he relived the pain over again.

He was in the alleyway dying again.

" i! ki!"

The voice was far away and muffled, were they calling out for him?

Will they wake him from this nightmare?

Blood poured from his stomach and he felt the stab wound re-open.

"Usagi-San." Misaki whimpered.

Why did he call out his name?

"Misaki." He looked up and there Usagi-san was, like a fallen angel. His wings were black as night and purple luminescent orbs stared at Misaki compared to the darkness of the night.

"Usagi-San..." Misaki sobbed.

Akihiko walked over to the angel and embraced him.

"I had to relive it again.." The angel whimpered before losing consciousness.

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After Akihiko had answered the boy's question the angel froze, his eyes becoming a misty green.

"Misaki! Misaki!" He yelled, panicked at the dull look in the angel's beautiful eyes. His eyes widened at the blood pouring from the small abdomen. Quickly he pulled up Misaki's shirt and examined the deep lacerations that had not been there previously.

"Usagi-San..." Misaki whimpered.

'Why is he calling for me?' Akihiko wondered.

Quickly the demon focused, attempting to link their subconscious' together. After much concentration, Akihiko was able to successfully bind our subconscious' together and forced himself into Misaki's mind. When he arrived, he saw Misaki standing over his crumpled human body sobbing.

"Misaki," he called out carefully, as to not scare the angel; said angel's head snapped up at neck-breaking speed.

"Usagi-San." He whimpered shaking violently.

'Oh angel..' Akihiko thought before walking over and embracing the shaken boy into his arms. He extended his wings and used them to shield the angel from seeing his mind's violent scene.

"I had to relive it again," Misaki whispered before his frail body slumped against Akihiko's. After shifting the small boy into a comfortable position in his arms, Akihiko focused and concentrated on leaving Misaki's inner mind.

'I will protect you.' Akihiko found himself surprised at his own thoughts,

'protect him...'

Somehow it sounded right, with that thought, he pulled both of them out of Misaki's mind.

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He jolted up from the bed with Misaki beside him. The demon let out a relieved sigh, Misaki was alright.

He laid back down and shifted to be more comfortable in the big bed.

"Mhm." He froze in his repositioning when Misaki rolled closer to him.

'Beautiful.'

He had the urge to kiss those beautiful pair of lips.

"Usagi," Misaki whispered into the otherwise, silent, room.

'Usagi...I like it. I like him.'

Akihiko closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, the binding of the subconscious with another causing him to become exhausted.

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