Guardian Angel Chi

KuroKumo Yume

Chapter I: Resurrection

so this is what the real world feels like, so cold and evil no one cares nor does any one know what is happining. Its hard to breath your sufficating me with your weight of deppresion all though now I can see things clearly its not so blury any more. I see everything from your point of view. you were right, how can you show smpathy for others when no one ever showed any for you. you were right all those times when we fought, when we cried,..together. But me, I never saw it through your eyes, i always thought you were wrong. She was the only person you ever loved in this world-you never loved me but thats okay because i can still admire you from afar. but now..now i don't think i can't keep on going...your not here anymore. never will you be, and as my last words I say, you may never even get them because of the state your in. but maybe as I watch from above in my last few breaths you will finnaly under stand me and my feelings for you. chi I know you are gone and far away but you have to come back...do it for me or better yet do it for Key do it for her, i don't care as long as your happy...

His hand became limp as he stared into the great sky, endlessy wondering if he would ever see chi again, but deep down in his heart he knew he wouldn't. Wondering if his life had been a waste. If maybe he had not joined the rebellion he would still be in this world. Locke crumpled his wings and closed his sinful eyes as his silver blood streamed a cold river down his body. His last breath he breathed and his last thought he thought was forgotten in a outburst of feathers. And the feathers fell down to earth where there they were considered snow, cold and icy.

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I looked up at the sky and saw only feathers where others would think of it as snow, but somehow I could see beyond that. They weren't cold nor did they melt with my touch. They were as they looked nothing more than feathers. White feathers. I felt an arm on my sholder that snapped me out of the fantasy, and the feathers slowly drifted and morphed back into snow. People taking form and sidewalks devolping. I was on the street and the snow was cold icy and bitter, no more feathers no more fantasy no more dreams.

It was only Yuushin, I let out a sigh and a little smile that wasn't a frown nor a smile or anything in between.

"what are you doing out here?" he asked his slim body shifted against the harsh wind

"I'm standing what does it look like I'm doing?" I wanted to run away. I didn't feel like listening to Yuushin's words.

"Your going to catch your death, its calling your name you know. one of these days your gonna go and you'll be stuck in the purgatory." Yuushin scrunched his nose at that thought.

"There is no such thing as Heaven or Hell or God or anything of that crap. And I'm not that cold." despite what I said I was very cold, my knees were shaking and my toes were cold.

"It is cold." Well, Yuushin, I wasn't cold untill you came along you snapped me out of my dreams, my world, my fantasy.

"I'm going to the park." I snapped. I was being mean and bitchy to him but I didn't care, in my eyes I saw that he deserved it. For what, I'll never know.

"But it's too cold..." I heard his voice fade as I stomped off. I wanted to fly. I had to swing.

It may seem so kidish to you but it's not. I want to swing. I want to fly. Soar into the endless blue sky. Untill my feet touch the clouds untill my head breaks the blue. I wanna fly so high. I stepped into the park and I flow right into the pale sun bleached swings. Tracing the worn blue surface brings about old memories. About how I wished I could fly and how I would never reach the sky no matter how hard I tried. I sat into the seat, the seat of flight. I close my eyes and beging to pump my legs to and fro hoping that I'll reach the broken sky. I'll reach it! I know I will, i know I will... I seem to almost reach it then I fall back down, but wait maybe I am flying. I'm flying because I feel the wind in my face. I am flying becuase I am. I can feel the stars now so high. So high, I broke through the sky. The sky, the broken sky has finnaly excepted me and ate me whole. I am flying because I am alone, I'm alone...I'm alone. So alone...I open my eyes and feel my feet drag the ground. I sense the tears welling inside. I was never flying, was I ever? Did I ever break into blue did I ever...

I wrap my arms around my self hoping to keep in the remaining warmth, maybe I'll die and I'll join the purgatory. Anything is better. I just wanna be free. And thats when the tears came, how could I be so stupid, I'm not a kid any more. Not any more.

"Key...? Is that you? Key?" A voice said. It was a man. I snuffed and rubbed my eyes with my sleeve. I stared at him. He had grey white hair but he was so young. At least in his early twentys.

"I don't know you. and my names not Key."

"Right you couldn't be her you can talk...Key, she was mute..."

I saw his eyes shift toward the ground and his clothes ruslted. Such clothes. Unordinary it was all black with a long cape on the suit with no tie. I saw something flash on his back. Did I just see wings? An angel wing and a demon wing? I blinked. No, I never saw it. Again I blinked. The man was gone. Did I ever see him or was he my fantasy? My obscure illusions? My kaleidoscopic dreams? My forever fantasy? Am I not all there upstairs? Am I wandering in a sea fog? So many questions so few answers. I'll never fly, i'll never scream, and I'll never fall.

dreams....to be continued...