The Wounded

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Masamune ran around the large building searching for a specific angel, who he lost after he went into the training area. Few meters away, he spotted his friend since college. "Yokozawa!" Said man turned towards Masoamune. "Hey Masamune. Are you alright?" Masamune came to a stop in front of the man. "Have you seen Ritsu? The angel who was with me. He has brown hair, green eyes, and was wearing my gray jacket." Yokozawa nodded informing him Ritsu had left when he was in the training area. "He left?" Masamune felt his body tensing. "He left." Yokozawa gritted his teeth, he had told the angel not to hurt Masamune. "I'm sure he will be back." Yokozawa attempted to reassure the black haired trainer. "He left- again." Yokozawa quickly caught his friend when Masamune's knees gave out under him. "Masamune!" All he got in reply was unintelligible mumbles. He grunted before transporting both of them to Masamune's room. "Masamune." He, again, received a mumble as a reply. He looked into Masamune's eyes, "Sleep." The navy blue haired council member commanded. The body instantly became heavier as Masamune fell unconsciousz . "That angel you're after is troublesome." The man placed his friend under the covers of his large bed and left the royal sized room.

Ritsu Point of View/

I had been walking around the estate trying to figure my way out of the large property, when a bad feeling crossed my chest. Is this the right thing to do? After all, he did do many things for me. I hesitated my next step, I mean... He's happy with the other girl right? I would only be interfering. Misaki too. He has Usami now. I don't belong... With those thoughts, I forced myself to walk towards the obvious gates which I had missed a few moments ago.

After the gates had closed behind me, I nervously walked down the marked road. After a long period of time, I head a rustle. "Hello?" I didn't receive an answer. Another rustle came to my ears. "W-who's there?" Suddenly a high pitched sound rang through out the area. "Ah!" I cover my ears in slight discomfort. "Sleep." A deep voice commanded. I shook my head. "Sleep Darling." Thin fingers abruptly guided my gaze to it's owner. The owner was beautiful. He had dark blue hair with matching eyes."Sleep darling." He repeated. His fingers caressed the side of my face before guiding my eye lids down. Fatigue filled my bones before I succumbed to the stranger's commands. I felt my body fall into my arms before completely succumbing to his commands.

My eyes fluttered open to a black and white themed wall. "H-hello?" Only silence answered. I stood up nervously grabbing the long sleeves of the hoodie within my fingertips. "Is anyone there?" I tried summoning my sword. "That's not going to work here." I jumped out of my own skin and grasped my pounding heart. "Hello? Who's there?" The blue haired man stepped out from behind the shadows near the curtains. "Hello angel," he walked towards me and took my hand in his. "I'm Wakahisa Kiyoshi. And you are ?" He brought his lips towards my palm. "I-I'm Onodera Ritsu." The man 'Kiyoshi' circled around me. Light shined before I felt something prod against my back. "What are you-!?" I felt something probe around within my back before it pulled out my right wing. "Gmphg!" I whimpered in pain. Usually willing out your wings did not hurt, but having another pull it out without permission was pure agony. "Forgive me Angel." He whispered before pulling out my other wing. "Mph-AHHH!" Tears welled in my eyes. He gasped as he held my wings in his grasp. He extended the length before caressing the base of my wings. "Forgive me for forcing out your wings. But I was sure you wouldn't have let me see them willingly." 'I sure as hell wouldn't.' I winced as I willed my wings to flap. "Your wings are truly beautiful." I didn't reply. "Why did you need to see them?" He looked at me in question. "Your brain waves worried me. You were doubting and an angel with such pure looking wings, it surprised me. I thought you would have the wings of a dark angel." I winced at the thought.

Dark angels were angels who doubt the connection of them and their soul. However every angel does that. It just depends how much doubt. Dark angels doubt their soul so much, they sever ties with their soul and become lost. Dark angels are commonly known for their wings. Their wings consisted of pure raven wings with very few gray feathers in diverse areas. They can be reverted back to their pure state, however, their are rare cases where they may forever remain a dark angel.

"Onodera-San?" I shook out from my thoughts. "Yes?" Kiyoshi furrowed his eye brows subconsciously in worry. "Would you like to see my wings?" I looked at him in confusion. "If you are comfortable." He nodded before large wings erupted from his muscular back. I gasped at the color of his wings. "You were a dark angel?" He nodded sadly. "I ran away from my soul and when he found me. We talked it out and the bond had to be formed once more. But as you can see, I am still in the process of healing." I nodded, glanced at him with empathy. "So that's why-" he interrupted me, "That's why I was so worried. The transformation of the wings isn't one that I want anyone to go through. So please, go back to the soul you were bound to." I blushed as Takano's face flashed through my mind. "He still loves you." I nodded deep in thought. "I'll walk you back." I looked at him in genuine appreciation. "Thank you. I was thinking of running away from him." He smiled and opened the door. I smiled before exiting the room. 'Wait for me Masamune'

Author's Point of View////

Masamune's eyes fluttered open to gaze in the navy blue eyes of his friend, Yokozawa. His friend looked at him with worry. "He will be back soon." The raven haired nodded in sorrow. He didn't want to be away from his angel. He had already proclaimed the Angel as his. Had he no shown the angel enough love? Is that why he left? Millions of negative thoughts raced through his mind before he slipped into another comatose like sleep.