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22 January 2013, 01:55 AM   #1
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'"You've been a disgrace, Sheldon." The voice boomed from what came of the
realm of the Gods. "You have fallen prey to a human child. Since her birth." the
voice continued, as if in disgust, clearly unhappy with what had happened. "But
m'Lord...please, hear me ou-" He was stopped in place. All it took, was one quick,
menacing look, and the Angel realized what was at stake. He had done the unthinkable.
"m'Lord..." he breathed out quickly, reaching his hand up to stop the God that stood
before him, before he slowly dropped his hand and lowered his gaze to stare at the floor
below his own, tattered vans shoes. "I..." he started, but was shushed immediately.
"Sheldon. You have done wrong. For so long. You both will pay for this mistake."
the God boomed back in a rather forceful manner, before he had lifted his own hand,
motioning toward his guards. Sheldon froze in place. "No...m'Lord...please...please don't
do this to me...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall in love..." he whispered helplessly,
rushing the words out after he realized it was far too late to take back his mistake. They
were going to pay...

[...] Silence followed, before the muddled footsteps of the guards became clear, and they
stood beside the God himself. "Sheldon. I'm sorry. But you've done wrong. Very wrong.
You must be banished to the Earth. You must suffer with the girl in your arms. Angels
cannot be with humans, son. I hope you realize what is at stake." There was a hurt
tone in the God's face, and he lifted his index, pointing toward Sheldon's wings. "Clip
them, my children. And send him to Earth, now. He is no longer part of the guilds. Take
him away." Helplessly, Sheldon dropped his gaze and stared at his vans, easily
shifting his weight from one foot to the next, before he slowly dropped to his knees. The
guards moved instantly to the command of their Lord, and grabbed Sheldon by his arms,
yanking him to his feet. One of the left behind guards slowly pulled out his sword, and
when Sheldon's wings were spread and he was restrained, the sword sliced down through the
feathers, skin, muscle, and finally bone, before coming out clean on the other side, while
the male, helpless as ever, screeched and withered in complete and utter pain. He sheathed
the sword, and stepped away, taking the unattended, host-less limbs from the ground and
slowly walked back to his Lord, handing them to the God. Sheldon slowly lifted his
tear-stained face, and stared at his Lord's face, before he let out a soft mumble. "I
don't..." he started. "I don't regret falling in love wi...with her. I loved her." he
hissed out, before he felt himself being pulled away, his heels dragging against the floor
with a horrid squeak that seemed to last forever, until he was out of sight...'


There was a soft rumbling, but it did not come from the ground. The feral sound originated
from the chest of the male that lay breathlessly against the cold concrete of an alley.
Pain shredded through the spine of the male who lay still, and he let out a soft gasp of
pain, while he tried to push himself up on his elbow. Failure. That's what he was. A
sullen failure who couldn't even follow one simple rule. Now he was banished to earth,
without his forbidden lover by his side. Was this how he was going to die? Bleeding, cold,
wet, with nowhere to go? At that point, he really didn't mind. He was more than willing to
simply let go. "I did this." he breathed slowly. The last thing he could remember was the
conversation between himself and his savior, becoming a Fallen angel, and being banished
from the realm of the Gods. All because he was a fool in love. "I don't see how bad that
is." he spat out a mouthful of blood, and wiped at his lips, the left corner of his mouth
busted open from the impact of hitting the ground. Wouldn't that have been a way to
die? Falling from the heavens and landing flat on my face, right here, on concrete. Why
should I be alive right now?  he whispered to himself in his thoughts, as he curled
himself slowly into a fetal position, and closed his eyes. Pain, hurt, heart broken,
everything that could feel that way, was happening inside him. He wasn't supposed to have
such compassion. He killed my love...my little lotus flower...he thought again. Made me
watch her slip away...right here in my arms. What a way to die.  He couldn't believe
she was gone. He had nowhere to go. No one to help him. He was alone in the world.
Especially where he no longer could feel the touch of his loving mate. Now that she'd
brutally been taken from his awaiting arms, his open, kind heart. There is nothing here
for me... Who would find him in this stupid alley way, anyway? No one. Why would
anyone help him?
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22 January 2013, 08:23 PM   #2
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Terry's slender fingers lingered on the chain that dangled from his pants, making
a small chanting sound swinging from his pocket as he continued to walk alongside a
street. The streets weren't busy that day and it seemed like one of those times to pick a
time and take a walk for the heck of it, though he never understood his own thoughts on
the matter. Sometimes, his actions did what they weren't told. He couldn't explain the
words, gave up, and shook away the thoughts as he hummed a small song he had once heard,
but to remember where was the hardest part. The words got stuck in his head, and he wanted
to find something that would help him remember such a beautiful moment. The voice he
heard, the voices that echoed in his mind telling him sweet things. He held his hand to
his chest and kept the warm feeling that made his heart beat faster each moment, a grin
replacing a smug look on his face as he kicked a rock from the gravel and sighed staring
up. Terry thought he might of heard something, but he wasn't so sure. He was smart enough
to know his mind plays games on him time to time, like playing with the Devil. He watched
the rock he had kicked before glide across the pavement and land in front of where an
alley had been. He heard stories of dead bodies and gangs hanging there, hesitantly taking
another step as he soon looked in. He couldn't put out the image, but it looked kind of
like a.... body!? "Is anyone... in there?" he softly called out, making sure to keep a
safe distance from who- what it was laying in the alley.

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

22 January 2013, 09:35 PM   #3
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Silence seemed to play for hours in the outside world that he seemed to have belonged to
from the moment he was thrown. The streets were human-bare, meaning there were rarely a
human being walking past the alley in any pace but a rush. No one seemed to notice
Sheldon's nearly-limp body. He felt he was going to give up. He actually thought of
letting go, but something pulled at the strings of his heart. Was it hope, that kept him
alive? Or was it another sense keeping him here. Why would he have hope? If someone hadn't
noticed him now, would it really be safe to say that anyone really would? He'd heard about
alleys before. They were places you wouldn't want to see, or even be near, for that
matter. Gods only knew what lay  between the brick buildings in the small gaps. Normally
they were dead endings, full of dumpsters and neglected cats, even trash for that matter.
So wouldn't it be safe to say there were dead hobos here, too? Would he be neglected like
the trash that lay silently by his own bloody palms? They seemed to stare at him, silently
laughing at his forgotten body. As if they were their own beings. For all Sheldon knew,
they could be Shifters in disguise. But he'd never know. He was going to die here. So why
did it matter any less? He was good-as-dead since he was cut of his prized wings.

'click....clack...clicclick click' That's all he heard. From the moment the small
pebble hit the pavement of the alley, to the moment there was a soft thud when the
tiny rock hit his ribs. He slowly opened one eye, and realized there was a dark shadow
cast over his own six-foot-plus frame. This caused Sheldon to open his other eye, and
stare at the black being that stood at the entrance of the alley. "H..." he started to
murmur, but a moan of pain escaped his lips, chest rising and falling against the
pavement. "I'm here..." he whispered in a softer, pain-stricken moan, while the fallen
angel tried to push himself to his elbow. "I'm...I'm a g....good guy," he stammered out,
trying to hush his own sounds of pain in softer whimpers, almost as if he were an injured
puppy. "Pl-please." he gasped out softly, finding his way to his elbows. Something inside
Sheldon yanked at his heart, and realization hit. Was this what hope felt like?  he
asked himself in his head, as he blew his hair out of his face the best he could.
"Please....help me..." he breathed out in a cry of pain, arching his spine and  then
balling his hands into fists, letting his nails scrape down against the concrete below
him. "Oh...oh Gods, please..." he begged, while he slowly got himself to slide up one
knee, closer to his torso, and tried to pull his other knee under him, but faltered and
fell back to the ground. He gave a grunt, and a defeated sigh, before he blinked and tried
to examine the person by the alley. A male. Who didn't look much older than Sheldon.
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22 January 2013, 09:40 PM   #4
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 Terry listened and jumped in his skin as he heard the person's cry for help,
listening to his words and pondering on what he should do. As he watched the badly injured
male fall to his feet, he quickly bent low and lifted the male's chin to examine him,
though using a gentle method so it wouldn't hurt him as he did. "You look... terrible."
his eyes fluttered, the rushing sickness flowing through his stomach. "Who could do such a
thing?" he grumbled, clenching his other free hand into a fist, delicate eyes streaming
little hope. "We need to get you to a doctor." he said eagerly, turning his back to him
and squatting low, far enough that the boy could latch onto his neck and ride his back.
"I'll take care of you."

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

22 January 2013, 10:38 PM   #5
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Sheldon stayed silent finally, when he had the chance to creep away mentally from the
physical pain, and heard the male run to him and get on a knee. When his chin was lifted,
Sheldon slowly parted his lips, and watched Terry look into his own eyes. "I..." he
started softly, but shut his mouth, hiding the embarrassment of his blue braces, looking
down at Terry's lips with a soft gulp of saliva, moving down his throat in a slick, slow
pace. "I...I don't think...I don't think you understand." he murmured softly. "If
you....If I told you...you wouldn't believe me." he added slowly, his voice faint and
weak. He lifted his eyes slowly to meet Terry's, and saw the sickness that seemed to rise
within the male. "W...wait.." he started, and watched Terry's reaction, his own eyes
slowly widening in response. "You're human." he demanded softly, more of a thought spoken
aloud that was meant for him alone. "A doctor? What can a doctor do for me?" Normally
angels would heal from the moment there was an injury, but that was back in the heavens.
He no longer had the same bodily rules. He slowly fidgeted, gasping out when a sharp pain
struck through his spine, all because he tried to stretch out wings that didn't exist
anymore, causing him to bleed a little more and soak his shirt. He moved as easily as he
could manage to wrap his arms around Terry's throat from behind, and climbed onto his back
quickly, wincing in pain. "How will you do as such, human?" he murmured slowly, curiosity
getting the better of him.
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22 January 2013, 10:45 PM   #6
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Terry heard carefully, deciding to or not to point out the boy could possibly be
human as well. Or wasn't? He shook away his thoughts and concentrated on his mission,
something he couldn't fail at. "A doctor will make you feel better, make sure you can get
back up on your feet." Terry responded with a slight smirk, lifting the boy up with haste,
gritting his teeth as he began to walk out of the alley, the injured male being carried on
his back. "You need some help, and they will help you." he murmured under his breath,
looking over his shoulder for a moment. "What's your name?" he asked curiously, looking
forward to see where he was going, but keeping his ears open.

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

22 January 2013, 11:50 PM   #7
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Sheldon held to Terry for as long as he could, slowly pulling up to set himself at a
better position on the male's spine, while he closed his own eyes. "I've never been to
one." he muttered honestly. Part of Sheldon's insides seemed to squirm at the thought.
What would a doctor do when he saw his wings? It was impossible to hide what used to be on
his back. His wings were the one thing that made Sheldon the way he was from that day
forward. "Help." he repeated slowly, turning over the words with his rather strong native
american accent, while he clung to Terry righter, humming softly to himself, with slight
pain to the sound of his voice. "Sh...Sheldon." he managed slowly, keeping his eyes
closed, while he rested his chin to Terry's shoulder and listened to the male's breathing
when he started to feel his own body bob to the blonde male's movements. "Sheldon." he
repeated, smiling at the feel of his name rolling off his own accented tongue. "Pretty
animal-like, you'd think, yeah?" he asked, more to himself then to Terry. "I'm sorry about
my human comment." he offered slowly, as he breathed out lightly. "I didn't mean for it to
sound so offensive." He cooed. "What is...your name?"
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22 January 2013, 11:55 PM   #8
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Terry gave a soft chuckle to the strange boy, rolling his eyes as his gaze
traveled up to the sky and stayed there for a while, holding onto Sheldon tight so he
wouldn't fall or be loose. "I am helping you, silly." he mumbled softly, soon looking
below and going at a faster speed, the possibility of Sheldon's wounds getting infected
twisted his stomach around on the inside. "Nice to meet you Sheldon," he said with a
gleeful grin. "I'm Terry." he responded with a fake English accent, somewhat mocking the
Queen, but not of true harm or offence. "And don't worry about your comment, I'll get you
back for that." he winked jokingly, heading off towards where the light could be seen from
the distance, the hospital up the road.

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

23 January 2013, 12:11 AM   #9
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"I see that." he breathed. "This is help?" he asked, after, before allowing silence to
devour him. "Well. I've never been helped before, I do not think, anyway. I like it." He
slowly mumbled, before he opened his eyes and turned his face to look Terry in his eyes
the moment that Terry would look at him. "Terry." he breathed out, with a light smirk to
his face. "Terry. If you switched the 'r's, you could be Teddy. Or perhaps Temmy." he
mused out, trying to keep a laugh from bubbling into his chest. "How cool." he mumbled,
mostly to himself. "I suppose you could try to get me back, but good luck. I'm the trick
of the trades. Jester of the cards. Good luck." he gave out a fake-cough that almost
seemed convincing, and shook his head slowly. "I just don't understand why you are so kind
to a stranger. I could have been faking it. Could have killed you with a flick of my
wrists. Why did you stop to help me?" he asked softly, turning his eyes back to Terry and
lifting a brow questioningly. "Is it because I'm sexy?" he laughed out softly, shaking his
head once more. "Just kidding. Looks can be deceiving." he lowered his eyes to the ground
in front of Terry's feet. "Only one person has ever been so kind to me. Don't I intimidate
you, Terry?" he challenged softly, before once more growing silent.
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23 January 2013, 12:17 AM   #10
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Terry kept from laughing too loud, shaking his head and sighing softly. "I prefer
Terry." he responded softly, looking straight forward before looking back over his
shoulder, knowing by now he could walk without seeing in front of him. "Jester of cards,
huh? That's pretty clever of you.." he mumbled mostly to himself. He was convinced at his
cough and tensed up a bit, huffing out his problems as he tried getting to boy to the
hospital, and quick. "Even if you are a stranger," he started. "I have to do the right
thing, I wasn't going to let you die right there like that. You have a life ahead of you.
And even if you killed me, it wouldn't do you any luck, I know a lot of people." he
grinned. Turning his head back he rose his eyebrow and kept from laughing, almost choking
on his spit. "Sexy? You sure have some self confidence there, are you sure you're not
loopy in the head?" he joked softly, looking ahead. "Tell me if you get tired, we'll have
a bed for you by the time you wake up again." he stated calmly, looking back to him. "No
one can intimidate me, unless their my mother. Then I will have problems."

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

23 January 2013, 12:32 AM   #11
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Sheldon smirked when a soft laugh came to Terry's noises. Humans were silly little
creatures. Much less than Angels, of course, but they were still cute weaklings that
looked like angels, yet without the wonderful yearning to be in the air. "I am so glad you
are amused by my metaphors." He snickered slightly, watching the ground as it moved below
them, letting the male speak before he took his own turn to talk. "You humans are quite
the entertainment, hmm?" he laughed out, shaking his head, when he realized Terry took his
fake-cough quite literally. "It was a rhetorical cough. Humans really are weird little
critters." he soothed out, moving his hand to trace along Terry's collarbone curiously.
"Same bone structure of our necks, I would think." he murmured, looking at Terry's neck
when Terry began to speak once more. "Ah, yes. Stranger." he repeated out, letting his
accent take affect. "The right thing, hmm? The right thing would be to run away. Wasn't
that your first instinct? To flee? Silly, silly human." he whispered in Terry's ear,
letting his braces skim the male's ear. "Do you know what I am, boy?" he asked carefully,
as he allowed his teeth to scrape tenderly along Terry's ear once more. "You know people."
he mused. "People who would know exactly where you are, every second of every day? Please,
do explain." he laughed. "Just kidding. Don't. Say. A. Word." he murmured, before he
watched Terry almost choke on his own saliva, smirking brighter. "Hmmph." he breathed out.
"Yes. Very confident. I am an angel, Terry." he breathed. "An angel. I was born with
natural beauty. I couldn't ask for more. You should have seen my wings. They were
glorious..." The mention of his wings gave Sheldon the yank of want to get out into the
air, but he knew he was nothing more than a mere Fallen now. Didn't have what he wanted
most. "I could fly, my child." he added, before he shut himself up, and looked up at the
hospital that seemed to grow bigger by the footstep. "Perhaps I am loopy. Perhaps I am
dreaming, but why would you be in my dreams? I have never met you before." he asked, or
rather, stated, in a soft tone. "It's been a long few hours." he mumbled, moving to nuzzle
his face into Terry's shoulder, closing his eyes and slumping against the male's back.
"I've been tired for years. Never had a moment alone to shut my eyes. And your mother?
Really?"
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23 January 2013, 12:42 AM   #12
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 ( Beautiful, I have tears in my eyes. I'm laughing so hard, also. He's such a
cutie *^* )

Terry began to wonder why he kept saying human, he wasn't sure if it was just a speech
recognition or he preferred to speak that way, it was still new to him. He soon felt
Sheldon's finger trail up his collarbone, shivers sent flying up his spine and into his
veins making him almost lose his grip. He never had met such a person who would touch him
so easily, it was different and strange, but he seemed okay with it anyway. He felt the
breath of Sheldon hit his ear, the also cold nipping feeling at his ear as he tried not to
look him straight in the face, he would probably lose control of his heart rate, which
almost seemed to skyrocket from his chest. No, I don't know what you are. He
continued telling himself and thinking in his mind before taking a step back and stopping
in his tracks, the word flying right past him as Sheldon spoke, but soon Terry forgot how
to listen. He let the boy relax on his back and slump against him, ignoring his last
statement, letting him time to rest. Looking back he sighed and smiled softly, patting his
head with one gentle hand stroke. "Get some rest, would you?"

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

23 January 2013, 12:51 AM   #13
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(Well, I figured I'd put a little bit of me in  him. C: hehehe. I'm glad I could
entertain you, m'dear. It made my day, honestly. He's so crude with his humor, it's
amusing. Thank you :3  )

Sheldon watched the male seem to have thoughts stream through his small brain. Something
was obviously turning in there. Sheldon thought he could hear the clicking of the wheels
in Terry's head turn. When Terry shivered, Sheldon stopped, for just the smallest
millisecond, before he was back to tracing his collarbone, but let his hand travel from
the male's collarbone, to his breastplate, feeling the warmth of Terry's skin, and the
heartbeat that lay beneath his fragile chest. Was Sheldon getting to the boy already?
Seemed to be so. He let himself slightly drop in Terry's grip, but was slightly relieved
when Terry regained control of his hands, and held Sheldon still. A smirk curled across
the braced-faced angel when the blonde seemed to shiver even more from Sheldon's braces
and teeth nipping along his ear, and he let that smirk grow even wider, almost
inhuman...not that he was human anyway. It was working. "Do you not believe me?" he asked,
slowly, letting venom drip in his voice...but not in a crude way...it was more of the fact
that the voice he used was sensual, as if tempting the male to believe him. "It's true,
boy," he whispered in Terry's ear. "I wish you'd listen. "It's very wise for you, human-"
he playfully, jokingly spat the word 'human', and shook his head, letting his face rub to
Terry's shoulder-blade. "-to not believe me. I wouldn't believe me, either." he smirked.
"Maybe you're a little smart. I can admit to that much. Not all humans are stupid, after
all, hmm?" he stated coolly, before he closed his eyes and shook his head once more. "I
cannot simply rest. I fear that if I wake, my smart, little critter will not be beside my
bedside." he huffed out, before lifting his head and peaking at Terry, almost innocently.
"My little critter." he whispered, smirking once more.
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23 January 2013, 01:19 AM   #14
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Terry listened to him quietly, biting his lips so he wouldn't say any nonsense
otherwise. He gulped down the shivers and crude humor of the boy as he continued getting
comfortable on his 'ride' to the hospital. He shook his head to the nonsense and kept
himself from grinning, but seemed to hurt after a while. What a strange boy... He
continued thinking, sighing and hanging his head low so he had a better grip on Sheldon,
looking over his shoulder. "And who's this little critter of yours?" he asked jokingly,
wanting to know the true intention of his words. "And I am listening, every word." he
mumbled softly, "And I have no reason not to believe you."

( :D )

Terry Okinawa // Seventeen // Human


Miyuki Natsura // Sixteen // Angel

23 January 2013, 02:01 AM    #15
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Sheldon stayed silent when Terry didn't seem to want to utter a word to the angel, and
then shook his own head silently. When Terry gulped, it brought a small smile to the
angel's face, and he let his lips thin out over his braces. "Well." he breathed out
softly, watching the male once more. "Little critter of mine?" he repeated, shrugging
playfully, as if he didn't understand the given question. "Little critter..." he paused
and gave a light laugh, watching the male's reaction once he realized he might not
completely understand the term, he pulled at Terry's shoulders, trying to get him to stop.
"You don't get it?" he asked soothingly, before he playfully ran a hand through Terry's
blonde hair. "I've always wanted to do that," he whispered out into his ear again, with a
smirk to his ear. "You're my critter, boy." he mused slowly. "Have been from the moment
our strings pulled our hearts together." he gave a smug smirk and looked away for a
moment. "Oh, so you are listening?" he laughed out, before he ran a hand through his own
hair shakily. "So. Do you believe me, then? Or should I show you?"
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