Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness Falls ❯ Interesting beginnings ( Chapter 6 )

Eh it’s been awhile since I’ve even been able to touch my fanfics. Why? Because manga scripts tend to kill you at a slow rate, but I still enjoy writing them. It’s still a lot of fun don’t get me wrong, but it takes a lot of time to. At least it’s something worth while doing right? I can’t wait to see it finished. But I’m getting carried away now. So let’s just say I’m really sorry about how long it took for the update, but as a senior school comes first, sorry.

Notes: Eh it’s shonen ai…eh…violence, mature dialog…that other random stuff little kids shouldn’t be reading. My grammar sucks.

More notes: (X) is pov change and or time jump

Ch, 6: Interesting beginnings

Katan awoke more slowly this time than before. For some odd reason he felt more tired than when he’d fallen asleep to begin with and began to wonder just where he was and why. He closed his eyes trying to gather the information from the back of his mind and than jerked up when he realized there were arms wrapped around him. His movement however was cut short when those arms tightened around him and held the angel in place.

His mind began racing as his heart wanted those arms to belong to his master Rosiel, but his mind knowing the truth, that his lord had long ago abounded him for Kirie.

He took a breath to steady himself and turned over in the bed. Opening his eyes he found the boy who’d been there the night before, the same one who’d kidnapped him.

“It--” Katan was cut off from the kiss Iteru planted on him. Katan tried to pull away as best he could, but somehow he was no match for the boy next to him. “Stop.”

“Are you ready,” Iteru asked completely ignoring Katan’s plea. He nuzzled the angel’s neck gently and pulled him closer licking Katan’s neck. The Cherubim let out a small gasp, not wanting the attention at all, but his body reacting where his brain wouldn’t.

“Please stop…”

“Still not yet ready my dear Katan?”

The question went through Katan’s mind for a moment and he realized in a way, he was. If he stayed with Iteru and made the best of things, he could at least be happy. It wouldn’t be nearly as happy as he had been with lord Rosiel, but happier than he was now.

‘I could just pretend he’s lord Rosiel…but he’s no where near as perfect as lord Rosiel…what am I going to do,’ he asked himself his eyes closing again.

“I’ll take that as a no, but understand Katan,” Iteru muttered allowing one hand to fall from Katan’s waist and run through the angel’s hair instead. “I will have what I want before you ever leave this room.” The fallen angel grabbed Katan’s hand and began sucking on three of the fingers causing Katan to let out a small whimper. “Do you understand?”

Katan nodded gritting his teeth. When Iteru finally stopped torturing him he shoved the boy away growling slightly in an attempt to regain his senses. “If that is your plan,” Katan breathed, “I will never leave this room.”

“You have no say in the matter,” Iteru said playfully as his fingers moved down Katan’s back. “If you truly believe I will allow you to remain here without doing a thing to you, you’re sadly mistaken.”

Katan swallowed hard trying to push out the thoughts that came rushing into his mind. He could never betray Lord Rosiel, there was no as good as Rosiel to even begin to compare him with and yet, he was not good enough for Rosiel to begin with.

Iteru moved his hand back to Katan’s own and began stroking it gently. He started whispering something, but the angel ignored it trying his best to focus on his thoughts. Would he ever be good enough for Lord Rosiel? Of course not, that was the stupidest thing to ever go through his mind. No one was ever perfect enough for Rosiel, no one besides Alexiel…besides Kirie.

“Hmm? You look troubled.”

“Whose side are you on,” Katan whispered.

“Hmm?”

“Side, who’s side,” he asked louder.

“One you haven’t heard of,” Iteru joked sitting up. Katan noticed that the fallen angel was still clothed from the waist down. “Does it really matter? As long as we’re not fighting Rosiel, should you really be against it?”

“I’d rather not fight the savior and his friend either,” he admitted quietly.

“Than you’re in luck, we’re not against the savior and especially not his friend.”

A small smile went across the Cherubim’s face and Iteru took the opportunity to steal another kiss from him. The peace was broken instantly though as the door crashed into the floor, the handle snapping off and rolling across the rug.

Katan jerked around to see his Lord walking into the room an enraged look on his face, one of the worse he’d ever seen.

“And who do you think you are to touch my servant,” Rosiel growled his eyes narrowing. Katan pulled back from Iteru quickly, the fallen angel in a complete state of shock to even notice him sliding out from under his arms.

(X)

Sighing Setsuna leaned into Kira’s embrace his eyes closed. This was going to be hard, but it had to be done, one of the final steps in the relationship that had to be taken.

“Are you really okay with this?”

“I want us to be together,” he muttered kissing Setsuna on the neck. “My father has to know so we’re aware if he’s going to get in between us or not.” He nuzzled him a bit sighing. “Besides, now’s the time to find out if he’s really human or not.”

“Huh?”

“Well he’s put up with me so much, I’ve really began to wonder lately…”

“Kira!”

Said boy began snickering and walked into the house, Setsuna following behind him silently. Setsuna moved to the couch and waited for the confrontation to begin. There was no telling what could possibly happen.

“He should be home by now,” he muttered more to himself than anything. “Dad! Can you come here for a minute?”

“Hold on.”

A few minutes went before a few sounds of pots and pans being moved around in the kitchen and than finally Kira’s dad walked out. He looked odd wearing an apron, completely out of place actually considering the house they lived in.

“What happened to the maid?”

“I gave her the day off so I could try this,” his dad admitted sheepish. “Umm…what is that that you wanted Sakuya,” he asked in a quick attempt to change the subject.

“Umm…well actually.” Sighing he looked quickly between Setsuna and his dad. “Dad…umm…this isn’t real easy to say…--”

“You didn’t kill anyone did you,” his dad asked fearfully. Setsuna nearly fell off the couch laughing.

“No. It’s not…well I guess that depends on which way you look at it. Dad, I’m just going to say this. So, if you hate me after this just say so and I’ll leave okay?”

“Saku--”

“Setsuna and I have been dating for the past few years and I know you counted on me to be a “good” student and carry on our family name and stuff, but I can’t do that. I really love Setsuna and as twisted as that may sound to you, I won’t stop.”

He let out a long breath afterwards looking as if a thousand pounds had been taken off of him. Setsuna seemed to pick up on this instantly, because he stood up and moved towards him grabbing his hand.

“Sakuya…”

“You don’t have to say how much I disgust you. I know how much this disappoints you and the people around us,” he blurted out.

“How could I possibly hate you for this,” he asked pulling his son into an embrace. “You’re all I have left Sakuya, whatever you want to do with your life…as long as you don’t leave me I don’t care…”

Kira closed his eyes sighing. He should have known something like this would happen, that his dad would get over emotional and once again bring up the car crash and the death of his mother, of the real Sakuya.

“Yeah…I don’t plan on going anywhere…are you against Setsuna staying with us for awhile..? Until we can get our own apartment…his parents kicked him out, because of me.”

“Of course not, if it gets you to stay home longer, by all means, he can stay for life,” his dad muttered walking back into the kitchen.

Kira blinked watching his father go into the kitchen in a bit of shock.

“Well that’s one way of making things work.”

“Yeah, it is,” Setsuna cut in kissing Kira on the cheek. “Congratulations koibito.”

(X)

Growling Kirie paced the room wondering what course of action she should take next. She was so close getting Lord Rosiel away from that freak Katan and now her plans were being completely ruined! Ruined! All, because that stupid Katan had to screw up, not that Iteru and Kyoji hadn’t. If they had just made it look like the savior had kidnapped Katan in the first place, none of this would have been happening. In fact, things would have turned out better that way. Rosiel’s hatred for Alexiel would have grown and she’d seem even more perfect in his eyes.

“How dare you go against me,” she growled angrily finally noticing the phone in the corner of the room. She walked over to it and pulled out the piece of paper from the nightstand. Written on the piece of paper were an eight digit number and the name Kyoji Sano written on it. She quickly dialed it.

“Hello?” The voice on the other end sounded tired and angry at the same time, she must have woken him up.

“I’ll skip the formalities and get straight to the point, you guys screwed up and now Lord Rosiel is pissed off at me and going after your little puppet boy as we speak,” she screamed.

A moment’s pause.

“And?”

“And if you don’t do something you know Iteru will talk and give your master’s name over to Lord Rosiel. And if he doesn’t I will,” she hissed dangerously.

“Fine,” Kyoji replied scowling. “I’ll take care of this, but if you screw up your part, I’ll have no farther use of you.” He hung up.

“That little…” she almost started to call him back so she could curse him out, but thought better of it. What did it matter really? He was going to do just what she’d wanted him to, get to Iteru and Katan before Lord Rosiel did and play it off as the savior having done it. Than she could live her life with her lord in complete and utter peace.

(X)

Sighing Kyoji sat up in bed rubbing one of his eyes.

‘Didn’t take as long as I thought it would for Rosiel to appear,’ he thought to himself with a snicker. Kirie had fallen right into their plans and they’d gotten Katan so easily he could laugh. Rosiel may have come to save his ‘precious angel’, but the only thing he was actually doing was pushing things farther into the direction they needed.

“Do as much as you want Rosiel, in the end, we still win.”

“Hmm?”

Kyoji looked to his side where there was a beautiful woman with long blonde hair curled up beside him. He smiled at her running a hand through her hair gently.

“Don’t worry about it, just something I have to take care of,” he looked her over before finally climbing out of bed. She pouted a bit, but ended up turning over under the covers and going back to sleep.

With a final look to the girl he lifted his hands up placing a barrier around the room. No one would touch his love. Now it was time though to deal with Iteru and his supposed love. Sighing he walked out of the room.

(X)

“No! Don’t!”

Just as Rosiel made his attempt to grab Katan his Cherubim vanished. Completely and utterly vanished right in front of his eyes. Rosiel jerked around growling his eyes full of hatred as he moved towards Iteru.

“Where did you send him,” he asked venom dripping from his voice.

The fallen angel instantly saw the danger that had began to form and started to pull himself away from the enraged angel. He was on the floor at the moment, Rosiel having thrown him from the bed and cracked one of his legs in three places, and he knew it’d be next to impossible for him to actually go anywhere, but he was trying anyway.

“Calm down, would you?”

Iteru’s head jerked up and he let out a sigh of relief seeing Kyoji standing in the doorway. Rosiel instantly turned from him and went towards the other angel.

“Give me Katan back now,” he warned dangerously.

“You want him back? I’m afraid you should of thought of that a few weeks back Rosiel; you see my son has taken a liking to him not to mention someone else very important to me. I don’t see why I should just hand him back over…” he smirked.

“Give him back now or I’ll destroy your life,” he replied growling.

“I do not follow under your orders,” Kyoji replied calmly. “I never have, nor will I ever do so in the future.”

“Everyone obeys my orders.”

“Your sister and I don’t know.”

That was the last straw, something within the inorganic angel snapped and the last thing Kyoji saw was the three winged beast flying towards him. TBC  

Eh finally updated. I have to admit I really didn’t think this one would make it to 7 pages, but it did. It wasn’t the best chapter ever, but at least it was rewritten and hopefully not as…well off. While rewriting this I started at the dialog and wanted to scream. I wonder what in the world I was thinking when I wrote that. No wonder people liked the random attacks and shorts in the beginnings rather than the actual story. It was sad and horrible and eh. Well, at least it’s been made a bit better. Hopefully since this story is being more understandable here, the sequel will make more sense when I get back to it. Or at least, let’s hope.