Shinigami-cat: Well this is just an idea I've been tossing around in my head for a while. If it sucks, it sucks. If you want me to continue, I'll continue… I OWN NOTHING!

Summary:

Life is a strange thing, but every now and them something different happens… something, heavenly or hellish. It all depends on your point of view. One thing is for certain though; he won't leave until he grants Matthew his wish. Because the best wishes can't be granted by one's own power.

Warnings:

Mild horror, drama, swearing, yaoi and craziness

Between Angels and Demons

Rescue and Promise

Matthew was just a regular guy, living in the regular suburbs where nothing ever happened and he liked it that way. Mainly because he had was done dealing with the craziness of school and his bizarre home life. He had moved there after he had finished high school and just wanted to find a normal well-paying job somewhere and just relax a little. So far his life had been pretty good to him. He had all of that. He was now stuck in his routine.

In short he was boring. Not that he minded. He was a loner for the majority of his life anyway. The only times he really socially interacted was when his friend, Alfred, tried to get him to interact with people or when he was part of the school's hockey team. He still did a bit of hockey down at the local ice skating rink. It was fun.

Tonight for him was just another regular night; walk home from the doing a bit of hockey, get some food for his pet husky cross bear, Kuma. He had adopted the young animal from a shelter. He really love the dog. He was cute and adorable.

To get home after he got the food he had to walk through the park. It was always dark at night and a little creepy, and sometimes stray dogs walked through it, but Matthew didn't mind. He had his hockey stick. He was safe enough.

'I wish the council would do something about them… Someone's going to get attacked one day.' He sighed a little and looked around the trees. 'Yeah… At least it's just dog and not something dangerous like a pack of wolfs or something…'

The sudden cry of someone's voice and the snarl of a dog confirmed Matthew's suspicions. Curiosity got the better of him and he decided to see what was going on and perhaps if he could help. What he saw was both amusing and a little sad.

There was a man standing on a park bench beating off dogs with a stick. He would have looked like he was doing okay if it wasn't for the fact that he had a bite mark on his leg and he looked like he was bleeding badly. Matthew wouldn't understand what the man was saying, but he sounded really pissed off and a little scared as he shouted at the dogs. Matthew couldn't be sure, he was wearing a hoodie. It sounded like he might have been speaking in German.

What striked Matthew as off though was that all the dogs seemed to be Dobermans. He had never seen a stray Doberman around these parts before. But now wasn't the time to think about that. He needed to save that man. He put down his bag and grabbed his hockey stick. "Hey! Move it mutts!" He snapped at the dogs.

A few of dogs turned their heads and growled, jumping at him. Matthew gulped a little and delivered a few swift hit. Not enough to kill, just enough to make them back off. In less than a minute the Doberman's growled and quickly ran away.

The man standing on the park bench chuckled a little and jumped off the bench, cursing when his bitten leg touched the ground. Matthew quickly moved over to him. "Hey are you okay?" Up close the man's skin was sickly white. "Do you need to go to a hospital or something?"

The man took off his hoodie revealing his silver hair and bright, blood red eyes. This man was albino, so he wasn't actually as sick as his skin might have made him look. As Matthew looked over him he couldn't help but feel a small blush rising to his cheeks. This man was gorgeous and there was just this something that Matthew was attracted to. The man groaned a little and sat down on the bench he was standing on moments ago. "I'll be fine… Thanks for saving me."

Matthew shrugged a little and leaned against his hockey stick. "All I did was make a few dogs back off… Want me to take you back to your place or something?"

The man chuckled a little. "I don't have a home exactly… Not anymore. I've been out on my own for years. I'm basically homeless."

"Oh…" Said Matthew quietly. He looked down at the man's ankle and frowned. "Well you still need that ankle bandaged up. What did you do to make those dogs attack you?"

The man chuckled. "I guess Doberman's don't like me too much. I'm Gilbert, by the way and you are?"

"I'm Matthew." Said Matthew calmly. "Hey um… I can bandage that up for you if you like… My house isn't too far from here and you can stay there the night."

Gilbert grinned. "Really? That would be awesome." He moved a little and flinched. "Shit…"

"Don't stand up." Said Matthew quickly. He helped Gilbert to his feet and gave him his shoulder to lean on. The albino man seemed grateful for it because he wrapped his arms around Matthew for support. "Better?"

"Yep… Don't forget you bags and stuff."

Matthew nodded and slowly made his way back over to his bags. One with his hockey stuff and one with food for Kuma. Once he had that he started to make his way back home with surprising ease. He thought that Gilbert's extra weight would have been a hindrance, but it wasn't. He was actually quite light. 'Why am I doing this again?' He thought to himself. 'This guy could be dangerous or something… Curse my kind nature.'

When they got back to Matthew's place, the blond put the albino on the couch and walked off to feed Kuma and to get the first aid kit. "I'll be back in a second."

Gilbert chuckled a little. "It's not like I can go anywhere… What's with the bear?"

"That's my dog, Kuma. I just need to feed him." He walked into the kitchen and put Kuma's food in a bowl. The big dog trudged into the kitchen and started eating. Matthew chuckled a little and grabbed the first aid kit and an ice pack. When he got back to Gilbert he started to clean the bite marks.

'His skin's really soft… It feels like I could rip it if I hold onto it too tightly…' Matthew shook his head a little. 'What the heck am I thinking? No way this guy is gay.'

He looked up for a moment to see Gilbert's bright red eyes looking right back at him. "Something wrong?"

Matthew's face went bright red. "Eh? No… I just… You can sleep on the couch tonight if you like… Do you want to have a shower or something?"

"Seems a little pointless since you already wrapped my ankle up." Said Gilbert with a smirk. "But you know… you really didn't have to do this. I would have been fine."

"Those dogs were going to turn you into a chew toy." Muttered Matthew as he put the finishing touches to the bandage. "It was no big deal. Press this ice pack against it. It'll help with the swelling. You twisted it a little."

Gilbert did what he was told and held the ice pack to his ankle. "Is there anything I can do to repay you?"

"You don't need to do anything." Said Matthew quickly. "You just needed help, so I helped you." He stood up and smiled a little. "Well, it's late and everything so I'm going to go to bed, the bathroom's down the hall if you need it. Um… I'll get you a blanket and a pillow."

"I'll be fine." Said Gilbert, with a small smile. "I've slept in worse conditions. It's just nice not to have a leaky roof over my head for once."

"Okay… Well… Night, Gilbert." Matthew quickly turned and walked to his room. He had no idea why he seemed to trust this guy so much. It was odd. He shrugged it off. He didn't have anything of much importance in the house so he probably wouldn't get robbed and Kuma could be very vicious when he wanted to be. Though just to be safe he locked his bedroom door.

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As soon as Matthew was out of the room, Gilbert dropped the ice pack and pulled the bandages off his ankle. The bite's had become nothing more than scars now. He sighed a little. 'Okay… So I'm here… What's the protocol for this situation again?' He thought long and hard about this for about an hour. 'I think I grant him a wish or something… Sounds about right… It would be a lot easier if I could just fuck him and go.'

Gilbert sighed a little and scratched his back a bit. His wings were itching like crazy under his human clothes. "Fuck it. It's not like it matters much anymore."

He muttered a small chant under his breath. In an instant his human clothes were gone and were replaced with what one would consider an angel stripper costume if it wasn't for the pair of small, dove-like wings sprouting from his back and the golden halo floating above his head. He stretched his wings a little, grinning. 'That feels so good… Fuck it. I'll deal with granting that guys wish in the morning.' He curled up on his stomach and fell fast asleep.

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The events of last night were completely forgotten by Matthew come morning. His mind was on auto pilot as he went about his morning routine of getting up, having a shower, getting dressed and heading down to the kitchen to get breakfast.

On his way to the kitchen, Kuma grabbed his attention. The dog was pacing behind the lounge making little whimpering noises. It took Matthew a moment to realize why Kuma was like this. 'Oh yeah… I let that Gilbert guy stay over… I guess I should probably wake him up…'

He walked over to the lounge. "Hey, time to wake up… What the hell?" Matthew couldn't help but have a mini heart-attack over the man dressed in drag, sprawled out on his couch. Gilbert definitely wasn't wearing that last night. What made things stranger was the wings he sported on his back and the glowing circle above his head.

The albino groaned a little and opened an eye, looking up at Matthew. "Morning…" He muttered. He slowly sat up and re adjusted his halo that had slipped a little in his sleep. "How are you today?"

Matthew just stood there with his mouth open in shock. "… How? What? Are you an angel or something?"

Gilbert chuckled a little and nodded. "Yep. I'm an angel sent on a holy mission from God, but enough about that. I still need to reward you for your kindness… For saving me from those low level demons last night and for taking care of me." There was something in Gilbert's voice that made his statement sound provocative.

Matthew blushed a little and shook his head. "N-no it's fine! Those dogs were demons? Well I'm just glad I could help. You don't need to thank me at all!"

The albino just chuckled and slowly stood up, walking towards Matthew. "Oh, but I want to… and I kind of have to… You see, when a human saves an angel's life tradition dictates that the saved angel must grant one wish to the human or humans that saved them to thank them… So what do you want, Matthew Williams?"

Matthew shook his head quickly. "I-I don't need anything! I have everything I could ever want so you don't need to do anything for me… Besides I'm not really the most Christian of people… Heck I don't even believe in supernatural things like angels!"

This just made Gilbert grin. He wrapped his arms around Matthew's neck and licked his lips. "It doesn't matter to me if you're religious or not… Point is I want to give you something and I want you to take it… Now think long and hard about this… I don't grant wishes to just anyone and I don't care if you wish for something sinful… Desires of the most sinful nature are my speciality…" He slowly leaned closer to Matthew, whispering his words with half lidded eyes. "So don't be shy… Don't fight it… Just give in to it… Give into your deepest, darkest, lustiest sins…"

Matthew was frozen on the spot. "This has to be a dream…" He mumbled. "Angels aren't real and you sure as hell aren't an angel…"

Gilbert chuckled a little. "I guess I am… Living in the human world for hundreds of years can corrupt even the most pure of souls… But I've always been told that I've been tainted with the darkest sins since I took my first breath." He closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against Matthew's. He pulled back a little, smirking. "I can assure you that this isn't a dream… If it was a dream we would have fucked last night." He licked his lips, grinning. "Virgins always taste the sweetest."

A dark blush covered Matthew's face and he quickly pushed Gilbert back with such force the angel fell backwards onto the lounge. "G-get out!"

"What?" Gasped Gilbert in shock. He looked like he was going to faint. "Are you fucking kidding me? That always works… What the fuck? Am I losing my touch? Are you just one of those freaky people that don't like men or women? Are you into bestiality of something weird like that?"

"Eh? No! Just get out!" Snapped Matthew.

"But I have to grant you a wish!" Cried Gilbert. "I legally can't leave until you have made a wish!"

"I wish for you to get out of my house!" Hissed Matthew.

Gilbert just chuckled and made himself comfortable. "Nope, that's not going to work. You have to mean it from the bottom of your heart. Unless that wish is granted I can't go."

"What do you mean you can't go?" Whined Matthew. "Just please leave already…"

Gilbert shook his head, grinning from ear to ear. "No way, not going to happen. You saved my life so I have to grant you a wish and until then I'm staying with you." He smirked. "Until you discover what your heart wants more than anything in the world we are bound together. Not my rules, but heavens. Got any complaints, talk to the big guy. I'm just following the rules… for once."

"But… I don't want anything…" Muttered Matthew. "I just want you to go now…" He was starting to really hope he was dreaming. Nothing would be better right now than waking up.

Gilbert seemed to know what he was thinking because he just laughed and lied down on his stomach. "Well we can talk about those matters later. Right now I'm starving. What's for breakfast?"

TBC

Shinigami-cat: And yeah… my mind is weird… Please review.