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makotosagaraTitle: Maybe Angels Part 13 ~ Jealous
Author: Makoto Sagara
Archives: Makoto Sagara's Fanfiction Archive, WufeiDuoyaoiML Archive, Forever Fandom, Fanfiction-dot-net, Le Ciel Place, The Ventilation Shaft, Death & the Soldier; anywhere else, just ask
Category: Supernatural, Angst, Romance
Pairing(s): 2+5, 1+2, 3+1, 4+3, 4+2, H+4, 6+9, S+C, R+OC, 5+R (friendship), 13x5, eventual 2x5x2
Rating: T (13+)
Warnings: Shonen ai, OOC, AU, language, skewed views of a few different religions
Disclaimers: (sigh) No part of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing, or its characters, belongs to me. Any references to Dogma are just made because I adore the movie and Kevin Smith, and are meant only out of love and affection for both. Not a single cent was made off of this piece of fanfiction. Suing would be inevitably pointless, seeing as how I have no money. Flames -will- be used to entertain my rabid muses... All three of them... They live for the things.
A/N: Found this show called Hex on BBC America on Demand. Omg, so good. It reminds me of Anne Rice meets Charmed, but without all the hokey stuff on Charmed. Should watch it if you get a chance. I mean witches, demons and lesbian ghosts? British telly for the win! It also made me want to work on this chapter. ^^
Symbols: =-=-= change in scene, POV, or time
=---= Minor change in scene or flashback
- Blah - in mind communication
-Blah- emphasized words
=-------------------=
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
JEALOUS
Since that day I didn't know what to about him
for some reason my heart has rejected (him)
His form is changing, far away but all too close
Should I wear a mask, so I can hide my face drawn with tension
when I'm with him.
My heart lost in my body will someday leave me
I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.
I can't laugh like I used to,
I'm not the same person who loved him.
I only held that crumbling man once that February night,
I can't forget the 'you' that I loved.
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
~ Jealous, by Dir En Grey, written by Kyo
=-------------------=
Jealous
“I assume that you have come to talk about what we agreed upon.”
“I have,” I replied. I didn’t want to, but I knew I had no choice in the matter. It was time to get this over with. Taking a few moments to gather my thoughts, I looked at my charge. He was staring directly at my face and our eyes locked. Dangerous, that’s what his blackish-brown eyes are, dangerous and gorgeous. I could feel my mind wandering as I continued to peer deep into those orbs.
“Duo.” His eyes broke contact first and I shook my head.
“Sorry,” I whispered huskily, vaguely curious as to what we would have done if we’d just kept staring at one another. “Fine, you want to know what’s going on.” I refused to stare at his face, fearing what I would say if I looked into his eyes yet again. “I can’t tell you everything. Some of it, I can’t even put into words and most of it you’re not ready to hear.”
He sneered at me, folded his arms across his chest and waited for me to begin again.
“This started a long time. Do you remember the demon that was in your aunt’s hospital room?” He nodded affirmatively. “He used to be what you humans would call a “soul mate” to me. During The Fall, he sided with the Morning Star, Lucifer, in the battle for human’s free will. After he was cast down into Hell, he became a demon. Over the millennia of separation, he became cruel and evil, using his new powers as Lucifer bade him, but always taking it a step farther.
“Well, needless to say, I missed him horribly and felt his loss desperately. My friends, who love me in their own way, tried to let us meet again. It was during that meeting that I realized just how changed he was. He wasn’t the Solo I knew. So, I cut our bond. He is now willing to do anything and use anyone to get me back. He doesn’t care who he hurts.
“Hell has now joined forces to catch him so he doesn’t throw anything off balance.” I sighed heavily. “He would kill you if he thought that it would get me back. And he wouldn’t hesitate to use your family again.”
“Again?” He gave me a curious look that made me want to shrivel up and disappear.
“Your uncle, Li, and the incident with your aunt…. That was Soliriel’s doing.”
“Soliriel? That is his real name?”
“Yes…”
“What is your real name then?”
“D… I will tell you, but you must -never- tell anyone else.” He nodded again. “Diachriel is my name.” A tug on my being came, but I ignored it. “As I said, he will kill you. He is… jealous of our relationship. He always has been jealous of my charges, but with you, he hates you with every ounce of his ethereal being.” I felt another tug, this time much stronger. “Wufei, promise me that you will be careful!”
“This is insane! It has no basis in logic!”
“You can’t be logical about this, Wufei. It is an emotion.” A third tug came, much stronger than the other two previous ones. “Please, promise me!” I hated that I was begging him, but his welfare was worth more to me than anything else. I failed to notice that I was crying. “Please,” I sobbed.
“I… I promise, Duo.”
“Thank you,” I cried, giving in to the summons and allowing myself to be pulled back to Heaven.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
I was surprised to see Quatre and Trowa standing in front of me, alongside God and Metatron. And Her face told me that I was in so much trouble.
“You said too much, Diachriel,” Metatron stated coldly. “Especially speaking yours and the demon’s name to the boy. Do you understand how much power he now holds over you?”
“I had to tell him! It was the only way to gain his trust again!” I looked at My Lord’s face and I could see the pity and compassion there, but there was also something a bit dangerous too.
“Diachriel, I should reassign you, perhaps to watching over some of the souls up here in Heaven,” God said, Her voice cold and commanding. Trowa and Quatre cried out simultaneously, pleading with Her not to do it. “However, your companions would not like that and they have a hard time getting used to new angels.” She sighed, and we all waited with bated breath for what She would say next. “I have to punish you, though, My Playful One…”
I nodded, knowing that this would happen even when I told Wufei, but there had been no other choice.
“You are forbidden to talk, appear or interfere with Chang Wufei for four Earth years. Karemiel will take over in that time. You are going to stay here, where you will be closely monitored. If Wufei calls you, you are to ignore him, even if he uses your full name. If I find that you have defied me in any way, you know what will happen.”
I nodded as tears streamed down my face. It was the worst punishment that any Personal Angel could receive. Banned from your charge…. It would have been better if she had just reassigned me to a new charge.
“Leave me,” She said, looking around. “All of you. I do not require anyone right now.” Bowing, the four of us left the throne area.
“Duo…” Quatre started.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Karemiel. Just leave me alone.” I wanted to sulk. “W… He will need you now. You have to explain what happened… Since I can’t.”
“He is right, Karemiel. You must attend to your charge now,” Metatron said, patting the blonde angel on the shoulder before he left.
“Diachriel, don’t take this so hard. You just have to wait a while, until your ban is removed.”
“Leave me alone. All of you,” I shouted, spying the others all there, sans Hilde and Noin. “I want to be by myself!”
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ah, the tears are falling as I write this out. Even my beautiful lover is silently sobbing as he reads what happened. I was never allowed to tell him why I was replaced by Quatre, or what occurred while we were separated. Quatre only told him that I was to stay in Heaven for a while, but not why or for how long.
I didn’t think it would be so painful to let this entire saga out. However, I have been proven wrong.
Let me return to the story again…. Eventually, I will tell you why what I did was so wrong.
I won’t go into detail about those long years of being away from Wufei, because it would be horribly boring. All I did was sleep. I didn’t talk or play or meet with anyone. I think I forgot how to speak by being silent so long. Nothing that Hilde, Quatre and the others could do would make it easier. Just the blissful oblivion of sleep, where I could forget about how much pain I was in and what I’d done, made it even a tiny bit bearable. So, it came as a surprise when I was woken by the most forceful tugging that had ever happened from a charge.
I ignored it, knowing that if I didn’t, I would be seeing a lot more of Lilith and the other Fallen.
- Duo? -
It was his voice, and I wanted to cry, but I refused to answer. Instead, I curled up into a little ball and closed my eyes as I rocked back and forth. So much for me being a manly angel, eh?
- Duo?! -
“Diachriel, it is time to wake up, stop feeling sorry for yourself and do your job.” I looked up to see Metatron standing over the top of me, God close behind him. “Your time is up and now you must see to your charge.”
God nodded at me, lending me a hand to stand up before wrapping me into a warm, pleasant embrace. “It is time again, Diachriel. Go.” I didn’t have to be told twice!
Author: Makoto Sagara
Archives: Makoto Sagara's Fanfiction Archive, WufeiDuoyaoiML Archive, Forever Fandom, Fanfiction-dot-net, Le Ciel Place, The Ventilation Shaft, Death & the Soldier; anywhere else, just ask
Category: Supernatural, Angst, Romance
Pairing(s): 2+5, 1+2, 3+1, 4+3, 4+2, H+4, 6+9, S+C, R+OC, 5+R (friendship), 13x5, eventual 2x5x2
Rating: T (13+)
Warnings: Shonen ai, OOC, AU, language, skewed views of a few different religions
Disclaimers: (sigh) No part of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing, or its characters, belongs to me. Any references to Dogma are just made because I adore the movie and Kevin Smith, and are meant only out of love and affection for both. Not a single cent was made off of this piece of fanfiction. Suing would be inevitably pointless, seeing as how I have no money. Flames -will- be used to entertain my rabid muses... All three of them... They live for the things.
A/N: Found this show called Hex on BBC America on Demand. Omg, so good. It reminds me of Anne Rice meets Charmed, but without all the hokey stuff on Charmed. Should watch it if you get a chance. I mean witches, demons and lesbian ghosts? British telly for the win! It also made me want to work on this chapter. ^^
Symbols: =-=-= change in scene, POV, or time
=---= Minor change in scene or flashback
- Blah - in mind communication
-Blah- emphasized words
=-------------------=
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
JEALOUS
Since that day I didn't know what to about him
for some reason my heart has rejected (him)
His form is changing, far away but all too close
Should I wear a mask, so I can hide my face drawn with tension
when I'm with him.
My heart lost in my body will someday leave me
I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
I'll bloom as the poison flower
and become the flower that blooms again.
I can't laugh like I used to,
I'm not the same person who loved him.
I only held that crumbling man once that February night,
I can't forget the 'you' that I loved.
A wounded heart will fade away
the love is destroying you, in full bloom with the flowers.
~ Jealous, by Dir En Grey, written by Kyo
=-------------------=
Jealous
“I assume that you have come to talk about what we agreed upon.”
“I have,” I replied. I didn’t want to, but I knew I had no choice in the matter. It was time to get this over with. Taking a few moments to gather my thoughts, I looked at my charge. He was staring directly at my face and our eyes locked. Dangerous, that’s what his blackish-brown eyes are, dangerous and gorgeous. I could feel my mind wandering as I continued to peer deep into those orbs.
“Duo.” His eyes broke contact first and I shook my head.
“Sorry,” I whispered huskily, vaguely curious as to what we would have done if we’d just kept staring at one another. “Fine, you want to know what’s going on.” I refused to stare at his face, fearing what I would say if I looked into his eyes yet again. “I can’t tell you everything. Some of it, I can’t even put into words and most of it you’re not ready to hear.”
He sneered at me, folded his arms across his chest and waited for me to begin again.
“This started a long time. Do you remember the demon that was in your aunt’s hospital room?” He nodded affirmatively. “He used to be what you humans would call a “soul mate” to me. During The Fall, he sided with the Morning Star, Lucifer, in the battle for human’s free will. After he was cast down into Hell, he became a demon. Over the millennia of separation, he became cruel and evil, using his new powers as Lucifer bade him, but always taking it a step farther.
“Well, needless to say, I missed him horribly and felt his loss desperately. My friends, who love me in their own way, tried to let us meet again. It was during that meeting that I realized just how changed he was. He wasn’t the Solo I knew. So, I cut our bond. He is now willing to do anything and use anyone to get me back. He doesn’t care who he hurts.
“Hell has now joined forces to catch him so he doesn’t throw anything off balance.” I sighed heavily. “He would kill you if he thought that it would get me back. And he wouldn’t hesitate to use your family again.”
“Again?” He gave me a curious look that made me want to shrivel up and disappear.
“Your uncle, Li, and the incident with your aunt…. That was Soliriel’s doing.”
“Soliriel? That is his real name?”
“Yes…”
“What is your real name then?”
“D… I will tell you, but you must -never- tell anyone else.” He nodded again. “Diachriel is my name.” A tug on my being came, but I ignored it. “As I said, he will kill you. He is… jealous of our relationship. He always has been jealous of my charges, but with you, he hates you with every ounce of his ethereal being.” I felt another tug, this time much stronger. “Wufei, promise me that you will be careful!”
“This is insane! It has no basis in logic!”
“You can’t be logical about this, Wufei. It is an emotion.” A third tug came, much stronger than the other two previous ones. “Please, promise me!” I hated that I was begging him, but his welfare was worth more to me than anything else. I failed to notice that I was crying. “Please,” I sobbed.
“I… I promise, Duo.”
“Thank you,” I cried, giving in to the summons and allowing myself to be pulled back to Heaven.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
I was surprised to see Quatre and Trowa standing in front of me, alongside God and Metatron. And Her face told me that I was in so much trouble.
“You said too much, Diachriel,” Metatron stated coldly. “Especially speaking yours and the demon’s name to the boy. Do you understand how much power he now holds over you?”
“I had to tell him! It was the only way to gain his trust again!” I looked at My Lord’s face and I could see the pity and compassion there, but there was also something a bit dangerous too.
“Diachriel, I should reassign you, perhaps to watching over some of the souls up here in Heaven,” God said, Her voice cold and commanding. Trowa and Quatre cried out simultaneously, pleading with Her not to do it. “However, your companions would not like that and they have a hard time getting used to new angels.” She sighed, and we all waited with bated breath for what She would say next. “I have to punish you, though, My Playful One…”
I nodded, knowing that this would happen even when I told Wufei, but there had been no other choice.
“You are forbidden to talk, appear or interfere with Chang Wufei for four Earth years. Karemiel will take over in that time. You are going to stay here, where you will be closely monitored. If Wufei calls you, you are to ignore him, even if he uses your full name. If I find that you have defied me in any way, you know what will happen.”
I nodded as tears streamed down my face. It was the worst punishment that any Personal Angel could receive. Banned from your charge…. It would have been better if she had just reassigned me to a new charge.
“Leave me,” She said, looking around. “All of you. I do not require anyone right now.” Bowing, the four of us left the throne area.
“Duo…” Quatre started.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Karemiel. Just leave me alone.” I wanted to sulk. “W… He will need you now. You have to explain what happened… Since I can’t.”
“He is right, Karemiel. You must attend to your charge now,” Metatron said, patting the blonde angel on the shoulder before he left.
“Diachriel, don’t take this so hard. You just have to wait a while, until your ban is removed.”
“Leave me alone. All of you,” I shouted, spying the others all there, sans Hilde and Noin. “I want to be by myself!”
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ah, the tears are falling as I write this out. Even my beautiful lover is silently sobbing as he reads what happened. I was never allowed to tell him why I was replaced by Quatre, or what occurred while we were separated. Quatre only told him that I was to stay in Heaven for a while, but not why or for how long.
I didn’t think it would be so painful to let this entire saga out. However, I have been proven wrong.
Let me return to the story again…. Eventually, I will tell you why what I did was so wrong.
I won’t go into detail about those long years of being away from Wufei, because it would be horribly boring. All I did was sleep. I didn’t talk or play or meet with anyone. I think I forgot how to speak by being silent so long. Nothing that Hilde, Quatre and the others could do would make it easier. Just the blissful oblivion of sleep, where I could forget about how much pain I was in and what I’d done, made it even a tiny bit bearable. So, it came as a surprise when I was woken by the most forceful tugging that had ever happened from a charge.
I ignored it, knowing that if I didn’t, I would be seeing a lot more of Lilith and the other Fallen.
- Duo? -
It was his voice, and I wanted to cry, but I refused to answer. Instead, I curled up into a little ball and closed my eyes as I rocked back and forth. So much for me being a manly angel, eh?
- Duo?! -
“Diachriel, it is time to wake up, stop feeling sorry for yourself and do your job.” I looked up to see Metatron standing over the top of me, God close behind him. “Your time is up and now you must see to your charge.”
God nodded at me, lending me a hand to stand up before wrapping me into a warm, pleasant embrace. “It is time again, Diachriel. Go.” I didn’t have to be told twice!
