A boy stood at the ledge of a skyscraper, waste long jacket blowing in the wind as he peered at the bustling city beneath him. Golden hair blew in his face as he tamed it by moving it behind his ear. "The City isn't that big." A childish voice came from the 17 year old. He smiled with his gloved hands going into the pockets of the black waste lengthened jacket.

Cross earring's dangled from his ears as his yellow eyes pierced the atmosphere. He blinked at the curious figure that caught his eye. Even from a high point in the sky, Karasu had amazing vision. It was alpha hands at his side looking like he had somewhere to go, even though he didn't.

He stopped at the crosswalk feeling an eerie silence creep up to his chest, // someone's watching me. // He thought to himself and looked around and then up at the sky as the crosswalk light turned green. People passed him coming from different directions, The church burner smiled down at Alpha.

// He sees me. // He smiled at the thought when Alpha looked in his direction Karasu looked like a blotch of ink standing up straight in the morning glare from the sun, He took his right hand out from his pocket; it was chilly in the morning. But rests assure that during the summer it would get drastically warmer in the afternoon.

And Karasu was dressed head to foot in khaki and black. He was looking at the back of his hand, a cross on the white gloves, circled with an X threw it in black, the cross itself was only outlined in white. He glared at it; he could feel something rising in him. He stared at the symbol of God.

A small wind blew the long blonde bangs from his face as he himself peered up at the heavens damning them for all they were worth. Alpha watched him the entire time he stood there without blinking, and when he did, the blotch of ink disappeared. He shook his head and walked across the street.

Forgetting what time it was and the fact that he was against depleted oncoming traffic he stepped into the street as a motorcyclist came up riding hard as if practicing for a grand prix. He was riding a jet black Triumph he tried to screech to a stop and alpha looked in the direction of the bike and was hit.

Alpha, the rider, and the bike were flung in different direction of each other movement came to a halt before the screams of the public started, Alpha lye on the concrete next to the rider and bike in a semi-crescent shape arms beneath him as if he were sleeping at home.

Sirens were heard off in the distance the motorcyclist stood wirily and saw a pair of eyes looking at him with the promise of death Karasu standing perfectly fine and calm before moving his lips to speak he moved the hair from his face so his yellow eyes could be seen clearly. People stared at Karasu who seemed to appear from nowhere.

"What'd you hit him for?" he said calmly the biker-looked shock, like Karasu was accusing him of hitting him on purpose. "I." The biker said his blue eyes looking into Karasu's yellow. Karasu put on a stronger glare to get more of a response, "you obviously aren't good enough for a license if you're going to go around killing people."

Karasu began to insult him "You didn't even see what happened!" the biker said pained, A bit of a sharp pulse ran to his knees, "Yes I did." Karasu smiled mischievously, " I was standing at the top of that building." The ambulance arrived and they carted Alpha onto a stretcher and into the ambulance and began to question the biker.

As if Karasu wasn't even there, and when he took a second look, he wasn't. "I could have sworn." He muttered allowed the biker had only been 16 years of age and was now headlining the newspaper.

*

"Pose Laramie!" a cameraman said with a bleached smile Laramie was standing against a blue screen hands behind his head shirt parting showing his pale thin stomach his tight blue jeans showed every curve he had, and creased around his thighs he wore a pair of tennis shoes, and that was it.

He smiled at the camera as his black hair hung over his shoulders and blew slightly with the fan that was at his side keeping him cool from the elements he changed poses and the backdrop behind him changed, click, click, click, flash, flash, flash, the camera went and Pictures went to the computer to be 'modified.'

A girl with a tight skirt and tight top showing off her breasts, she watched Laramie with a puzzled look. // He seems happy today // Ashley thought to herself. She wondered what could have made Laramie happy, he seemed to be so on a few occasions but he wouldn't tell her why.

"Laramie!" someone shouted at him he blinked and the camera stopped the smiling façade was gone, and he looked to an older man holding up a cordless phone, "It's for you!" He smiled and walked over to the phone expecting it to be his loved one checking in or calling to say hello, Alpha was the only one who dared to bother him at work anyway.

"Laramie Braux." Was heard as soon as he said hello into the telephone he blinked at the suddenness of the other persons voice an older man in his 20's. "Yes?" he said moving away from all the commotion and all the other models.

"Do you know a man by the name of Alpha Xeincs?" he paused in sudden shock to hear someone else mention his lovers name as he knew this could only mean trouble Ashley stood not to far behind him folding her arms and ease dropping on Laramie's side of the conversation. "He's been in an accident,"

Laramie's heart began to pound and he swallowed nervously, "Is he ok?" the doctor on the other end smiled as he looked to alpha's room from the desk he was at. "The boy's always in here, he's unconscious but I'm sure he's ok." Laramie sighed and talked to him a minute more about the incident and Alpha's condition.

He hung up the phone and went to clock out, he entered his room to find it rather cold and dark and he whimpered at the feeling of it being so empty, he removed his already open shirt to put on a new one, there was enough blue light to see what he was doing.

Hands crawled up his stomach and he jumped, when he looked down he recognized the pink fingernails. "Laramie." Ashley whispered, purring into his ear nipping at them as he stood stick still. "Yes?" he said pleadingly, wanting to be let go because this was not the familiar touch that he liked. This was something wrong.

"What was that phone call all about?" she moved her hands to unbutton his blue jeans he could feel her fingers inching closer and closer towards the button on his pants but for some reason he was frozen by the purr of her voice "My friend got into an accident and isn't doing well."

She sighed, "Laramie, I told you not to get attached to people, and your gaining weight." Laramie sighed himself, "Please let me go, I'm going early to see my friend." She scowled at this, he telling her what to do but she backed off and flipped on the light. Laramie rubbed his upper arms to get the chills off before grabbing a long sleeved shirt and slipping it on.

He slipped passed her barely and went quick to the hospital. When he got there, the doctors and nurses seemed to be hurrying around shouting phrases he couldn't possibly understand, medical terms he's never heard of but once learned were very easy. He went to the front desk and the receptionist looked up at him with a smile and tired eyes. "How can I help you?" she questioned nicely.

"I'm looking for Alpha Xeincs." He said quietly as not to disturb the other people in the waiting room, it was obvious what some were waiting for, friend's death, and a child, "Alpha" the receptionist pawned threw files. "Here we go." She smiled "He's in A-6" He thanked her and went down the hallway looking for the room.

High school girls in the hallway stared at him clutching their magazines to their chests, "Excuse me." one blushing bouncy girl said and Laramie glanced at her. "Yes?" his soft French accent very inviting to the shy ones. "Umm." She stuttered as her friend stood behind her peeking over her shoulder in fear Laramie might lash out at them.

By this time he had his hand on the doorknob of Alpha's room, "Are you this model?" she showed him the cover of a Fashion magazine called "Time to zero" he smiled and said "Yes that would be me" he ended up signing the magazine, simple pleasure for simple people he thought while signing and excused himself to enter the room.

Bruised, bloodied, unclean alpha lye in his bed unconscious and sad, Laramie hurried over to him noticing the IV's that were protruding out of his arms the tubes that ran out of his nose and he suddenly became sad. "Alpha." He whispered running a finger down Alpha's cheek hopping he could hear.

"Please be ok." Alpha's condition needed medical attention, Laramie could see that but did nothing about it, he stared at his lover tears in his eyes hating to see someone so full of life, so close to death. "God," Laramie whispered. "Please let him be ok." He bent down and kissed Alpha sweetly, something even the dead could taste and wake from.

After a moment, his sad thoughts were interrupted, "God will do nothing to save him." Karasu stood in a corner of the room looking devilish in the shadows the light provided. "Who are you?" Laramie growled at the evil looking figure. Evil is beauty; Laramie thought taking a second glance.

"Taker of angels." He said rather bluntly, and Laramie glared facing him holding Alpha's hand. "If you get any where" he was suddenly caught off by Karasu's sharp voice. "No need to worry, he's less than angelic." Laramie examined Karasu's defying symbols against God.

"Then what do you want?" he muttered in a tone that was threatening. Karasu smiled. "Everyone in the world wants something don't they?"

*

Omega stood in an office, on the phone at a desk, "Pick up." He glared out the window trying to contact his younger brother, "Pick up." Not knowing the consequences of what crossing when you weren't supposed to mean, Alpha's cell phone voice mail went off. And he hung up and real dialed.

Suddenly, he was clung to by a boy draped in white robes, "What the hell?" the phone dropped to the desk with a clunk and thud, Karasu's twin "He's not here." He said with Sadden tone, "whose?" Omega looked down at the boy in curiosity, "he's gone into the second plane." Sei looked up at Omega who's looked was only that of a surprise.