Hawaii. The island of surfing, Hula dancing, and fire breathing. An island where almost anything can happen. Such as this very thing that happened only last day or so. A story about two hearts uniting into an unbreakable bond of love and care. Only that this is not your ordinary love story. In fact, it is far from it. For these lovers are from outer space. In other words; Aliens. But even an alien heart can beat next to another one, and when on the Island of Miracles, anything can happen, they say.
Just a regular day, Stitch thought, as he rolled around the area of Lilo's house, looking for a new secret or something, probably. He had found plenty of secrets these days, such as a hidden lake around the corner of that tree he used to climb in, and some frogs making their nests near a rock somewhere. Earth ain't that bad after all, it seemed. Lots of friends to make, more ways to have a fun time, and most of all; all his 625 other "cousins" as he still called them were here too! It felt like nothing was to be wrong.
Suddenly, he picked up a sound, and stopped, morphing back to normal. Standing on his two legs, his ears twitched as he picked up the sound of someone crying. It seemed rather familiar, to be honest. Stitch was of course worried, being a gentle soul since Lilo adopted him, and leaped off into a tree, following the sound while leaping from tree to tree. The sound got clearer, and he stopped awhile, looking about to see if he had caught up. He had, apparently, as he looked down, seeing a familiar creature. It looked much like him, but had pink and beige fur instead of Stitch's dark- and light blue one, and it had two long tendril-like violet-tipped antennae, violet-tipped ears, small eyelashes, and a white V-shaped symbol on its head. This was no one more or less than Stitch's one, true love, although neither he nor she knew it;
Angel.
She was Nr. 624 in creation, but no matter how many numbers she was behind him, Stitch always saw something special in her, and she meant a lot to him. No matter what, he wanted no harm to come to her, and he always wanted to see her with a smile on her face. But this time, he saw something that made his chest heave in pain and his eyes to go wide open in fear;
Angel – his beloved Angel – was crying.
She was sitting near the very tree that Stitch was in, her knees pressed to her face, and tears rolling down her lovely cheeks while she sobbed quietly. Stitch was completely frozen in pain and discomfort, and he didn't know what to do, since he didn't know what had started it. He felt sort of hopeless in this case, and only wanted Angel to be happy again. He never wanted to see her sad. This was, however, the first time he had seen her sad, and he was scared of the unknown. Finally, he was able to shake his fear off, and jumped down to Angel, slowly walking up to her. Gently placing a paw on her cheek, he wiped off her tears.
"Angel…don't cry…" he spoke in a soft voice. Since he had been training on his English, he was now quite adapted to human language, and had even taught Angel some, to make their communication easier. Angel looked up at Stitch, and her eyes welled up in more tears, but not happy ones. She turned away from Stitch, and cried more. "A-Angel…" Stitch held Angel's shoulder, and tried to make her look at him. She just pulled away from him.
"G-Go away…" she sobbed, trying to cover her face to hide her tears. Stitch was scared of how Angel acted now. What had happened? Why did she not want to see him? Was she sick or something? Stitch had to know now, or else he could never forgive himself for letting Angel cry.
"Why is Angel sad? Tell me, Angel! Please…" he pleaded, holding her paw in his. Angel looked at Stitch, her eyes watered and the look on her face signaling that she was scared.
