Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens? ❯ Emerald eyes ( Chapter 5 )

Another chapter completed…. It feels good! I haven't decided if I should let Muraki loose on Tsuzuki again, but at this point it sure looks so. Thanks all of you that have reviewed so far. I just want to cry in happiness that this story is liked by you! (Except you flamers!)

Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens?

Chapter five: Emerald eyes

Tsuzuki crept silently through the dark halls. He couldn't see if there were any Slowaks in the halls or not because of the darkness. He let his right hand follow the wall as he made his way forward. A few times he stopped and listened to any sounds that sounded suspicious.

"Where is the exit? I want to get out of here…" he whimpered as he stopped in a hall that split into two halls. Looking right he saw absolutely nothing, and to the left he saw a faint light. Feeling drawn to the light he slowly walked down the left hall. A cold breeze touched his skin and he drew Muraki's coat closer to his body. As he neared the door, a stinging feeling erupted in the scars that had been left after his wings had been removed. The pain got greater as he finally reached the open door. Just as he reached out for the doorknob, he heard a familiar voice.

"Found the intruder?"

Tsuzuki knew instantly that the voice belonged to Muraki. The pain in his back grew as he peeked into the room, making sure that no one saw him. He spotted the white clad devil by the large window. Just the sight of him made the angel feel cold.

Muraki was facing four Slowaks. They were on their knees in front of the grey haired man, their gazes held on the floor. Muraki didn't look happy, but still he didn't look right out furious. He turned away from the dark figures as he fetched a cigarette from his pocket. He frowned as he lit the tip of the cigarette. "Well?"

"No, sir, we haven't found the intruder. We'll continue to look for the intruder" one of the dark creatures spoke up.

Tsuzuki felt his spine ice as he heard the voice of the Slowak. They sounded so hollow and filled with darkness. Their words poured out of their mouths like pure darkness. The angel shook his head. He couldn't let the darkness that came from these creatures get to him. Forcing his gaze back up to the scene, he looked for a way to slip past them without get noticed. With both Muraki and the Slowaks in the room, the situation didn't look good.

Muraki took the cigarette from his mouth. He turned on his heel and for the first time he acutely yelled at the kneeling servants. "How did he slip in anyway?! You were supposed to keep watch!"

`He? How does Muraki know that the intruder is a man?' Tsuzuki thought. He tried to figure it out when he heard foot steps coming his way. He looked up fast and saw Muraki heading his way.

"Find him and lock him up somewhere until I get the time to deal with the disturbing boy. I have business to attend to. I do not wish to be disturbed" Muraki said as he walked to the door. He stopped just in front of the door as he addressed his servants again. "Make sure he doesn't get away when you finally get a hold of him"

Tsuzuki was panicking inside. There were no place to hide and he didn't have the time to run back down the hall. Feeling defeat come down over him, the angel pressed his back against the wall. `I tried… and failed…. Gomen, Watari, it looks like I m not coming home' he thought sadly. All he could do was to wait until Muraki opened the door and spotted him.

The door went up with a squeaking sound and the figure known as Muraki passed through the now open passage. Tsuzuki's heart stopped and he closed his eyes and waited for the moment when the white clad devil would notice him.

It never happened.

When the door swung open, Tsuzuki was hidden behind it. Muraki walked down the hallway with out noticing the angel that was pressed against the wall. Tsuzuki opened his eyes when he heard the foot steps fading. He just stood there for a minute, shaking in fright. He collected himself and tiptoed to the opening that Muraki hadn't closed. He peered into the now empty room. He tried to spot any Slowaks that hadn't left the room, but he didn't see anyone. Swallowing the lump that he had in his throat, he stepped into the big room.

The room was almost only one colour: red. The walls looked like they were painted with blood and the rug that was in the centre looked like a big pool of blood. Tsuzuki looked at the many paintings that hung on the walls. Many of them were of men and women in beautiful cloths on flower covered fields. It really surprised him that a angel killer would keep such beautiful paintings in such a bloody room.

"Wait a minute… isn't that…?"

On one of the paintings he spotted a person that he remembered. The boy on the painting had white hair and his eyes were a deep sea blue. He was dressed in a white, loose fitting suit. He looked like he smiled, but his eyes shone with despair and sadness. Tsuzuki knew the person on the painting. His name was Shiro. He had been missing in the heavens for a few months now. Tsuzuki had known Shiro through Watari. They had been lovers before the white haired angel had gone missing.

"And now I know where you went, Shiro. Gomen that you had to meet Muraki, you didn't deserved it. I'll revenge you somehow, my friend. I'll revenge you for both me and Watari" he spoke softly to the picture, thinking that Shiro could hear him. He bowed his head to the picture. He knew that the rest on the painting were angels or people that Muraki had slain. He would revenge their deaths. He swore on his soul that he would. When he looked up at the painting again, he saw a blond figure sitting amongst the flowers. This figure didn't have a face. Why didn't it have one and who was it supposed to look like?

"TSUZUKI"

The amethyst eyed angel gasped as he heard his name being roared. He darted to where he thought the exit was. Tsuzuki knew that Muraki had noticed that he wasn't where he had been left. He could hear foot steps echo through every corner of the house. He didn't know if any of them belonged to Muraki or not, but he was not going to stay and find out.

Two big doors appeared before him and he came to a sudden stop. The doors were made of heavy wood and were trimmed with gold. Tsuzuki grabbed one of the heavy handles and pulled. Nothing happened. He tried to push the door. Nothing still. He yanked on the handle a few times before he realised that the doors were going to remain shut. He started to look for an exit. He had to find a way out fast, or risk being captured by Muraki once again. he looked everywhere, but only the doors seemed to lead out.

*tap tap*

"Wha?!" he wondered and turned to his left. On the other side of a great window, that covered almost a whole wall, were a person. Tsuzuki couldn't see the person clearly because of the darkness on the outside and the rain that still fell heavily.

The figure waved for him to come closer. The angel didn't know if he should trust the stranger, but the nearing sounds told him that he didn't have a choice. He ran for the window as the figure disappeared on the other side. As he got closer he saw that a part of the window was missing, like it had been cut out from the rest of the big glass structure. He heard door being opened just as he flung himself head first out through the small opening.

The wet ground didn't soften his fall as he hit it hard. He rolled a few times before the coat got stuck on a branch. Tsuzuki looked up and through the rain he saw that he had fallen in the bushed that surrounded the big mansion. He got up on his hands and knees and crawled blindly through the branches and twigs. He got scratched and dirty as he made his way forward.

When he finally saw the end of the bushes, he crawled faster. He just wanted out from the thorn wood. Just as he planed his hand on the wet grass and was about to get out, a pair of hands grabbed him. Tsuzuki was about to shout in surprise, but a small hand clamped down on his mouth and he was dragged back into the leaf work. He turned his head up to look at his captor and was met with a pair of emerald eyes.

"Be quiet, baka. Or they'll hear you" a soft voice whispered to him.

Tsuzuki relaxed in the warm grip. He didn't know why, by the somehow knew that he could trust this emerald eyed person.

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Gomen for not updating! I have worked on my other fanfics!