|My Brooding, Sadistic, Egoistical Guardian Angel
Author: ang3Lix PM
I always pray to God. I always tell him goodnight. But now, switching my guardian angel really isn't a nice thing to do. Thank God? NO WAY. sasu x sakuRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,863 - Reviews: 66 - Favs: 33 - Follows: 37 - Updated: 03-28-06 - Published: 10-11-05 - id: 2614308
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My Brooding, Sadistic, Egotistical Guardian Angel
When I was a little kid, I always pray. I always tell God I love Him. And I always say goodnight to my guardian angel. But now that I'm a fifteen year old girl, I can't exactly do that anymore. Now, I got a new guardian angel. But the thing is, he isn't really cooperating with me, and he's seems to be here to make my life a living hell.
CHAPTER TITLE: her little candlelight
Slipping her leather shoes off, she deftly dusted away the miniscule particulates that infested her skirt, and then threw her knapsack by her couch. But then, she stopped. Standing there, she stared at the empty room, then straight at an open window.
As if prodded awake, she rushed towards the open porthole, pushing away the pink, billowing curtains.
There, hanging by its end, a silky, almost lucid piece of cloth was sitting by the pane, weighed down by a common rock. The girl's unique, emerald eyes widened at the mere sight.
After drawing in a huff of deep breath, she lifted her hands near her mouth and hollered at the top of her voice,
" HIKARI-CHAN! WHERE ARE YOU!"
Where did you go…?
Where did you go…?
Where did you go…?
" Sakura-chan is calling me!"
" Haruno Sakura is clearly becoming a nuisance to your job, Hikari." The baritone of an man hissed at her firmly. " You may have wings, and you may have a crown of light, but you can never deny what you really are."
They are in hell.
Hikari's radiant face turned cold and stony. " You turned me into a creature of light for me to do your bidding, you asshole." She retorted, her tone shaking with uncontrolled fury, " At least let me do the only thing that's not under your command!"
" Do what?" a voice sneered from her left, the sole of his sandaled foot digging into the dead earth. " Baby-sit a fifteen year old mortal?"In children's books and fairytales, hell is a fiery abyss, with the desire to burn evil souls and torment them of their sadistic deeds from their past lives.
As Hikari turned her head, locks of soft red clung at her sweaty cheek. As though slowly, she was being turned to what she was before…
" You." She muttered through gritted teeth, her aura showing utmost hate and displeasure.
" Yeah, me." He smirked, running a hand through his raven tresses. " You know, even if you look at it in any angle, you can't erase the fact that you're not really what you are now."
" Thanks for reminding me." She shot back dryly.
But hell… is nothing like that.
" You are still," he said, lifting an arm to scratch the back of his jet-black net-shirt, " … like me."
A pair of dark, translucent wings bursted from his back, shredding his shirt into mere pieces. Though similar with bat wings, yet vividly unlike, this is the mark of a true demon.
Hell is nothing but a barren land where everything has no life. Where plants wilt and the earth reeked of death.
" Yes, Itachi, you're right." Hikari said, " But I have gained something through time that all of you here have not. This one." She pointed a delicate finger above her chest.
With that, she disappeared quickly, a trail of dull smoke wafting through both men's noses.
" She has gone soft, Oro." Itachi stated finally, stifling a large yawn and stretching his wings to its full length.
Yellow eyes flashes almost viciously. " I know that well."
" Hmm… Haruno Sakura… she must be an interesting girl to turn Hikari into a pile of mush." Itachi muttered mostly to himself, fully ignoring the brooding presence of the man beside him. " Maybe I should pay her a visit…"
But soon enough, hell will meet its match.
It's that place up there called heaven.
The place that stank of life.
POINT OF VIEW: Sakura
When I was a little kid, there was no time that I didn't drop down on my knees, place my hands together and simply scream at God for making my life so abhorrent and uninteresting. But at the same time, I also talk to him in absolute peace. You know, the usual stuff, thanks for everything, I love you, keep me safe…
But after that, I scream Him a loud goodnight, earning me a great whack on the head by my brother whose only a few feet away from me. I hate that asshole! He's one of the things that I usually complain about when I speak to Him. I mean, isn't one enough? God just have to throw in another manipulating boy to take control of my life! But still, my bro and I had the best times.
After praying, I would look up to my bed, and I would always see her. No, it's not Sadako, nor Sahara, or.. whatever. She would be sitting at the foot of my bed, smiling at me. She would be ruffling her wings quickly, or maybe stretching her arms. Even though she did a lot of different things, one thing remained constant—she would always be there.
But now, I sit down cross-legged on my bed, staring at the wooden cross that inhabited one of my cream-colored walls.
Lord, I am truly gonna hate you and deep-fry your guts if you take away Hikari-chan from me.
Tonight, Hikari was not here. She's my guardian angel, and she had always kept me company since I was little. She was my best friend! Though I have many friends at school, I still prefer her presence instead of theirs. And now, I'm jumping into a whole lot of conclusions, and one is not better than the other. Naturally, I would worry, 'cause she left her robe behind. She was never separated with her robe before, and whenever I want to touch it, she would get all " hey, hands off!"
I stared at the cross for another minute.
God, if you take Hikari-chan away from me, I would not only deep-fry your guts and hate you, but I'll also take your toes and turn it into club sandwiches.
At last, I felt as if my prayer (before the threatening ones) was answered by a random guy in a loud hailer. I heard flapping of wings, and I immediately got my hopes soaring high.
A pair of uncalloused feet touched the window pane lightly. " Sakura-chan, are you still awake?"
I stuck out my tongue at her. " I hate you."
She snorted in an unlady-like manner. " You sure?"
Biting onto my lower lip, I shot her a quick glance. " No."
She chuckled. " C'mere, I'll help you with your braids."
You see why I like her so much?
Her minds tactics are way advance than any other being.
… Lord? Ehehe… you know I didn't mean all those things!
Are you mad at me?
" Dangerous. Very dangerous."
" So what do you propose?"
" Put her in custody."
" What of the pink-haired mortal?"
" What do you mean 'what of?'"
" What will happen to her?"
" Assign her a different guardian angel. One that can protect her against them."
" Wait… yes! I know just who to send!"
" Class B, Rank: warrior. Full name: Uchiha Sasuke."
Status: rookie (as of now)
Mood: ashened. "
This story is to be continued! I hope you all like this one. I'm crazy… eight stories to update…? Mad… any way, read! And review if you have time!
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