Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction ❯ Nothing Gold ❯ Nothing Gold ( Chapter 1 )

Nothing Gold

Pairing: Lucifer/Michael

Disclaimer: I still don't own Angel Sanctuary or it's characters. That belongs to Kaori Yuki I still don't own the Bible. And further more, I don't own the poem by Robert Frost.

Warning: male/male sex, incest, though Angles can be considered ageless, a Shotocon warning is in place, and heavy religious overtones

 

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“Nature's first green is god

Her hardest hue to hold

Her earliest leaf a flower

But only so an hour

Then leaf subsides to leaf

Thus Eden sank to grief

As Dawn goes down to day

Nothing gold can stay”

 

Ya didn't expect that did ya? Michael, Archangel of Fire, angel of warriors, quotin sappy poetry. Then again, ain't nobody that really knows anything about me. The true me. The angel behind the angel. Though really, that ain't exactly true either. There's one that did know once. He knew me better than I knew myself.

 

But I ain't sayin his name. I refuse ta name that traitor. That traitor ta the Throne. Cause that what ya are. A traitor. Ya betrayed the Maker. An...ya betrayed me too. An I can't understand why ya did it.

 

Why didja haveta leave Heaven? Why didja haveta rebel an leave me all alone up here? And why didja become the Devil, Lucifer? Ya said you weren't ever gonna leave me, an ya did. An I hate ya fer it. That's right. I said it. Me, an angel up in Heaven HATE ya. An I hate that I still miss ya. I hate that I still love ya, brother. That after all this time, I still want ya that way.

 

I want what we used ta have. I miss our games. I miss seein ya. So grand an handsome above all us others. Cause ya were different even then. Dark an distant, even from me, yer own brother.

 

I hated that ya ignored me. Cause I loved ya. An I wanted ya ta notice me. Above all else. Above even servin Him. I wanted ta be loved by you. An fer my effort, ya just made fun of me, an made me angrier. More desperate.

 

I almost gave up, ya know. I was very close ta saying screw it. An then ya kissed me. Grabbed me by the face an put yer lips against mine. I was eight at the time, but I knew I had ta have more. Cause yer tongue felt so right in my mouth. After that, I had ta have more of ya. As much of ya as I could get. No matter what the cost. I just wanted that kiss again.

So I'd have nightmares, when fer angels, bad dreams were impossible. An I know ya knew I was fakin it. But ya let me crawl inta bed with ya. And ya'd hold me an stroke my winds an hair until I was asleep. An ya'd still be holdin me in the mornin. An ya'd give me an amazin kiss an then go bout ignorin me again.

 

I remember yer arms. I remember yer every touch. An I remember when we finally broke His creed. Though I doubt ya do. I bet if ya did, ya think it was a mistake. Or maybe yer regrettin that we couldn't go all the way.

 

I think I was thirteen or so. An I caught ya off guard. Yer just sittin there all alone an I just climbed into yer lap an grabbed ya by the face. Fer once, I kissed ya first. Not that ya complained.

 

Yer tongue in my mouth, yer hands in my hair, on my wings, over my skin. Then yer mouth movin from my mouth ta my neck. An I found a place I liked better than Heaven. An it was in yer arms. With yer hands sneaking into my robes. Goin over my chest, pushing cloth away ta get to me.

 

I ain't never felt nothin like that. There ain't nothin ta compare ta yer teeth scraping against my nipples. Yer hands rubbin my crotch. I never cried yer name so much. Never cried it out so often. But not outta pain, but pleasure. The feeling of ya bringin this all ta me. Even the pain of yer fingers suddenly plunging deep inside me. It burned like fire. An fire ain't never felt so good.

 

An then we got caught. Just as I was gettin the courage ta touch ya the way yer touchin me. Caught in the act by some much lower angel. An ya dumped me on my ass an stormed away. An I know I lost ya then.

 

I watched ya Fall. Ya told me ya'd never leave me. An I made ya leave. It hurt ta fight ya. I hated the Maker fer forcing me ta do that ta ya. An after yer Fall, I marked my sin with ya. That's why I wear the Dragon ya know. The one on my face an chest. It's ta show I ain't pure like the other angels.

 

I ain't pure at all. I kill an I make demons bleed and suffer, an I enjoy it. Cause it's as close as I can get ta ya. An it's like we've started a different kinda game.

 

I'll win this one, Lucifer. I'll find a way. A way ta make ya beg fer forgiveness ta the Maker. I'll make ya come back ta me. Then we can be together, big brother. We can finished what we started.

 

I still want ya, Lucifer. I still want ya ta take me and connect us as more than brothers. Then we'll be able ta love each other like we wanna. What I'm sayin, it I still love ya. And I want ya ta come back home.