The Only Colour Better Than Black Is Transparent Chap 17
A.N. emergency meeting in the most inappropriate place, a week-long ride in an elevator with 80's music, bloody battles and more madness.
The figure vanished and appeared next to the human instantly. He bent down, looked at Junno in the eyes and uttered a final curse. “Defluo.”
Defluo… Disappear… Flow away… I love Latin.
Eyes glassy, Junno went limp, unconscious in the snow that had finally decided to melt.
“You were kind,” Tatsuya swallowed a tear, “why did you not say adeo? They’re synonyms.”
“Because,” Ryo fizzled out beside him, “I don’t mean to kill him. Simple.” Why would I? Matsumoto would do just as good of a job.
“That’s nice…” Tatsuya looked up at his friend, eyes an angry, clouded crimson, “Now let’s go get my hourglass from your house and find a way to break the spell. I don’t want to stay here any more than I have to....”
Black feathers fell from his shoulders every step they took away from the hospital.
[Ryo’s house]
The Son of Hell looked nervously at his friend. He tried to put off the fact that he had tried to rape him in the morning.
“Tat-chan…” he gulped, “you’re scaring me… Can you just say something or get that red out of your eyes?! Oi Tat-chan!”
“Ryo stop it,” the white-wing spun around and snapped, “stop treating me like a freak!” A vase on the other side of the room shattered.
“Yeah. Right. Not a freak,” Ryo muttered to himself, “Heaven’s not gonna let you in if you look like a drugged-up terrorist.”
“You just have to explain very clearly on my behalf that they either hand over my hourglass or they can all die painfully,” his friend shrugged, “especially that Matsumoto guy.”
“Oh my God just… I didn’t MEAN for the hourglass to be gone okay?!” Ryo lied and scratched his head, “The simple fact is, we looked for it, it was gone, Heaven has it in a safe so we have Grand Theft Auto on our hands! HOW HARD CAN IT BE FOR ME TO BREAK YOU INTO HEAVEN?!”
“Depends if you’re intending to die or not,” Tatsuya shrugged. The TV set also exploded. “Damn I can’t control this! What’s happening?! I thought my contract said no magic?! And if I’m going to get some back, why can’t I control my healing magic? GAAH this is just so annoying!!”
“I don’t even know if a portal will let you through with so much fluctuating magic!” Ryo threw his hands in the air and opened a map app on his phone, “I’ll try to find us a portal but if it fails, don’t blame me. We haven’t got much time… No time for plans.”
“I’ve got a plan,” Ueda quipped, “Break into Heaven, get my fucking hourglass and smash it onto the cloudy pavement. How did they steal it without us noticing anyway?! Did you leave it in your garden for the past four months?!”
Ryo let out a panicked squeak. “Wha- no you can’t break it!”
“Why?”
“Ummm… ah you… er… need it for a spell to get your magic back?” the black-wing broke out into a cold sweat. This wasn’t good….
“Fine. But we have to get there first,” Ueda rolled his red eyes, “Where’s the nearest portal into Heaven?”
“Let’s see… Umm… Tokyo Disneyland. But let’s buy you some brown contact lenses first. Damn those eyes are scarier than my cloak of damned souls…”
[Disneyland]
“Is there any particular reason you picked this portal instead of the one in the supermarket down the road?” Ueda’s eyebrows twitched in annoyance as he queued up to buy him and Ryo tickets into the theme park.
“It didn’t load until we were halfway here!” Ryo snapped, “I hate these places just as much as you do! Ugh, disgusting pastel colours and laughing children…” And dating couples.
“Ticket for one Sir?” the attendant smiled at Ueda, before giving him a thorough examination from tip to toe.
“No, two,” Ueda replied with as much enthusiasm as a dying warthog and jerked a thumb back to Ryo, “one for this guy. Do you have special tickets for the sanity challenged or people who are about to be pushed in front of a roller coaster?”
“He’s kidding he’s kidding,” Ryo threw down a wad of cash into the booth and laughed nervously at the attendant, “he’s just had a bit of trouble coming out of the closet haha isn’t that right darling?”
Tatsuya growled, grabbed his ticket from the bewildered attendant and stormed into the park, knocking over a balloon seller in an oversized Mickey Mouse head. He could have kicked a puppy too, if one was within a reasonable distance.
“Ueda-kun?!” a voice rang out in the crowd, “What in the world are you doing here?”
“Sensei…” the angel rubbed his temples the moment he laid eyes on the person pushing through the crowds, “The next time I see you in a date location, I swear I’m going to vomit.”
“Why the attitude all of a sudden?” Nakamaru Yuichi transferred his large stuffed Mickey into his other hand and reached into his shopping bag, producing a lollipop, “I never thought I’d see you here either but would you like some candy?”
Ryo failed to hide his chuckle. “This is precious,” he mused, “Tat-chan, isn’t this your Ethics professor from school? Hardly the type to be walking around Disneyland with a stuffed animal and a bag full of sweets! Are you here with someone sir?”
“Ryo we’re not here to make small talk!” Ueda dragged Ryo towards the general direction of the portal, “He’s gay. Apparently I’m gay too. For God’s sake is there anyone we’ve met so far who isn’t gay? Yippee rainbows for all! Now let’s get the hell out of here before somebody else finds us!!”
I can’t waste time here… I need to get Junno back on his feet and forget about this whole affair. I can’t keep him in my head. It hurts…
“Nishikido-san?!”
Another voice.
Ueda almost smacked his head on the pavement. This was the worst possible timing for everyone to meet as there was no telling what might happen with these select humans. But Murphy’s Law dominated, and soon enough Jin popped out of the crowd also, dragging a heavily disguised Kamenashi Kazuya in tow.
“Great! Just great!” Kame pulled his scarf further to hide his face from prying eyes, “Why don’t I just take off all of this and wave my arms around?! Jin if we’re here to bond, can’t you choose a more secluded place to run into people?”
“You’re here to what?” Ueda stared in disbelief, “The last time I conversed with this guy, I punched him in the face. You were his diehard fanboy. Now you’re DATING?!”
“Long story,” Ryo shrugged, “have you had sex yet?”
“WHAAAAT?!?!?!” the idol gasped and started to fluster incoherently. “W-what the hell! We’re not about just have- ohmygawd you can’t be- how can you ask this to people’s faces?!”
Jin blushed. “I’d be happy to err… you know? But we haven’t exactly bonded to-
“For fuck’s sake!” the black-wing threw up his hands in frustration, “I gave you the blessing of Hell, not Heaven! Do you THINK fornication with a man before marriage will make you worse off?! Just get it over and done with already! I don’t have time to instruct humans how to do this! You’re both guys so you know exactly what feels good right?! Ugh humans are such imbeciles…”
Indeed, it is not every day that the Son of Hell gives you a rant about the implications of gay sex, nor was it that you met him in Disneyland. One must be able to conclude that when such things do happen, it was time to pick your jaw off the pavement and figure out the situation.
“Umm… If you don’t mind me asking,” the professor coughed awkwardly, “what brings you here?”
“We’re busting his ass into Heaven,” Ryo jerked a thumb towards the fuming Ueda, “wanna tag along?”
“We sooo should have brought him along!” Ryo complained as he tried to work out the password into a storage shed, “If I were human, I wouldn’t refuse a trip to Heaven! Damn these locks are so annoying… Heaven really doesn’t cut back on security!”
“You know, mostly Heaven equals death,” Tatsuya sighed as a plant withered up into a black mess and died beside him, “Just be patient Ryo that lock will break sooner or later.”
“Fine!” the black-wing gave up on trying to manipulate a magic padlock on the door, “But heck why set a portal inside a storage room in Disneyland in the first place?!”
“My guess is probably that Blacks hate the image of happy children and they stay away?” he yawned and leaned on the heavy iron door.
It melted on contact.
“Well THIS is bloody helpful!” Ryo marvelled, “I hope this doesn’t happen while we’re in the elevator upwards!” His friend’s random destruction magic was beginning to creep him out more than his glowing eyes.
“Elevator?” Tatsuya pointed at a ludicrously out-of place set of golden double doors among the stacks of Mickey merchandise, “as in that?”
“Hmm…. Let’s get in and see, shall we?” Ryo smiled uncharacteristically. Once you get in, there’s no going back.
[Meanwhile]
“Professor, are you sure we shouldn’t have said yes?” Jin pondered, “Whatever they were doing, it seemed pretty dangerous.” Kame was still at his side; clutching his arm as if afraid he’d change his mind and chase after the two angels.
“If we both understand what they are, it would be best not to interfere,” Nakamaru’s stony expression hid his fluttering stomach, “I think they’ll manage just fine. But we should hang about here, just in case.”
Human time passes rather quickly compared to celestial time. As Ueda and Ryo stepped out of the elevator into Heaven, a week had passed on Earth. Imagine being stuck with 80’s elevator music for a week.
“33,333th storey?!” Ryo gasped for fresh air as the golden doors finally opened, “I thought they were kidding!!!”
“Well if a storey is 3m tall and Earth’s atmosphere is 100km thick- WOAH!!!” Tatsuya barely had time to finish his obvious statistics before an arrow whizzed past his head and embedded itself into the elevator door.
“INFEDELS!!!” three archers garbed in white stood point blank, arrows loaded and ready to shoot through their foreheads. “WHAT BRINGS YOU TO OUR HOLY LAND?!”
“Err, the prospect of peace and not being SHOT?” Ryo put his hands in the air to buy time, “You know? Hint hint, don’t shoot us?”
“I WAS NOT ADDRESSING YOU FILTH!” the middle archer yelled at the Son of Lucifer, and turned his attention to the seemingly innocent white-wing beside him. Thank the devil for contact lenses. “You there! What is your Division? Why is this black-wing among us? Did he threaten you to bring him here?”
“Where is the Ministry of Education?” Tatsuya shrugged, “We need a tour guide. And I’m no white-wing.” Eyes gleaming (still brown though) from anger, he tried his best to keep his inner demons at bay.
...This is why… they never ask proper questions. Black-wings are evil, they are the spawn of the Devil, and they are unworthy of…
“BLASPHEMY!” the three angels said one after the other, “KILL THEM BOTH!!!” At once, they released their loaded arrows, failing to notice Ryo’s calculating smile.
Tatsuya lost the battle with himself.
He abruptly lifted his head high, lips curling into a snarl, and revealed his glowing red eyes. Arrows stopped in mid-flight, burst into blue flame and dropped to the ground in cinders.
A white-wing screamed as his aura was consumed. He dropped to his knees and clutched his own throat pathetically, bow long forgotten at his side. Eyes bulging and screaming in pain, he looked desperately at his two comrades, who were too busy fending off Tatsuya’s radiating aura of power. If they lost it, they would go insane.
All this while Tatsuya had not lifted so much as a finger. Snarl receding into a poker face (arguably more scary), he glanced upwards to guide ten arrows from the white-wings’ quivers up into the air, pointing down.
“Where is the Ministry of Education?” he asked calmly, “For every ten seconds you do not answer me, one arrow will become part of you. Here’s one.” Silently, one arrow plummeted from the sky, impaling the kneeling angel through his knees. The blood-curdling scream rang out for what seemed like miles.
Ruby staining the cloud at their feet, the other two angels looked on in fear as red-eyed one held up his fingers, contacts long gone. “One… two…”
“F-FINE!” one of them shrieked, “I’LL T-TAKE YOU!!!”
“That took a little too long didn’t it?” Ryo smirked and grabbed the injured white-wing by his hair, “Shall we?”
It did not take long for Heaven to reach Red Alert. However, all Defence Forces have been briefed to not take on a white-wing with red eyes no matter the reason. Though they were not at all aware what Tatsuya was, an Archangel’s order was absolute and even if said angel was with a black-wing, dragging three comrades as hostage through the air.
“Are we there yet?” Ryo impatiently tugged at the injured white-wing’s hair, drawing a yelp of pain. “What’s that building over there? The big white one?”
“I beg to differ most buildings in Heaven are white!” Tatsuya cursed, “Who’s the git waving to you in front of it?” He threw one of the other white-wings down, sending him into the pavement with a splat.
Ryo winced. It was not a very nice way to die. That white-wing was not very lucky, meeting Tatsuya in a bad mood. Really, when he wasn’t demonic and murderous, Tatsuya was a lovely person.
Things became apparent after they landed, as the angel waving was none other than Matsumoto Jun. “Wrong place guys,” he smirked, “This is the High Court. You’re under arrest. I shall be taking my leave now Nishikido-kun, thank you for all your support.”
“You and what army?” the black-wing mused, half- entertained, “You can see the colour of his eyes, do you seriously think that any army Heaven has is enough to take him down? Oh, and you suck at making backstabbing drama.”
“That’s not for me to decide,” Matsumoto shrugged as he marched past, ignoring Tatsuya’s presence, “What matters is that he’s here, he can’t leave and I can graduate.” Snapping his fingers, the guardian wannabe disappeared in a flash of light before Tatsuya could throw a ball of fire at him.
“That mother-fucker,” Tatsuya spat, “But at least he’ll keep Junno. I got out of his life before our deadline and now all that’s left is for us to get my hourglass back so I can-
“YOU WON’T BE GOING ANYWHERE!!” Tatsuya instinctively drew back and bared his teeth in a beast-like growl, catching a dozen poisoned darts in a force field. The owner of the authorative, arrogant voice appeared behind him and sent a vicious strike to his neck. Dodging quickly, Tatsuya deflected back the caught darts silently, knowing full well his unknown enemy was stronger than any he had prior encountered.
As expected, the figure behind him sent the same darts flying back but his slight miscalculation caused Tatsuya too see a chink in his magic.
Bingo.
Focusing all his energy, Tatsuya unleashed a wave of destructive magic so strong it rippled through the atmosphere, turning the darts to dust. “Very nice,” he smiled dangerously, “but there’s no point fighting me with make-believe weapons. Mediocre hypnosis at best, whoever you are. Those darts weren’t very well-executed, Mr Hypnosis. Show yourself before I tear down all your barriers!”
“Very well.”
Out of what was supposed to be thin air, a figure clad in shining armour (literally) embodied himself in light. It didn’t take long for Tatsuya and Ryo to recognise him as an Archangel.
A.N. dundundundun.... Who is Archangel-san? Remember, there are 7 of these celestial creatures. You'll meet some of them in the next insane courtroom sessions.
How was that? Completely new territory and there will be quite a few battles for Tatsuya if he is to be with Junno. Most of them are with himself.
The figure vanished and appeared next to the human instantly. He bent down, looked at Junno in the eyes and uttered a final curse. “Defluo.”
Defluo… Disappear… Flow away… I love Latin.
Eyes glassy, Junno went limp, unconscious in the snow that had finally decided to melt.
“You were kind,” Tatsuya swallowed a tear, “why did you not say adeo? They’re synonyms.”
“Because,” Ryo fizzled out beside him, “I don’t mean to kill him. Simple.” Why would I? Matsumoto would do just as good of a job.
“That’s nice…” Tatsuya looked up at his friend, eyes an angry, clouded crimson, “Now let’s go get my hourglass from your house and find a way to break the spell. I don’t want to stay here any more than I have to....”
Black feathers fell from his shoulders every step they took away from the hospital.
[Ryo’s house]
The Son of Hell looked nervously at his friend. He tried to put off the fact that he had tried to rape him in the morning.
“Tat-chan…” he gulped, “you’re scaring me… Can you just say something or get that red out of your eyes?! Oi Tat-chan!”
“Ryo stop it,” the white-wing spun around and snapped, “stop treating me like a freak!” A vase on the other side of the room shattered.
“Yeah. Right. Not a freak,” Ryo muttered to himself, “Heaven’s not gonna let you in if you look like a drugged-up terrorist.”
“You just have to explain very clearly on my behalf that they either hand over my hourglass or they can all die painfully,” his friend shrugged, “especially that Matsumoto guy.”
“Oh my God just… I didn’t MEAN for the hourglass to be gone okay?!” Ryo lied and scratched his head, “The simple fact is, we looked for it, it was gone, Heaven has it in a safe so we have Grand Theft Auto on our hands! HOW HARD CAN IT BE FOR ME TO BREAK YOU INTO HEAVEN?!”
“Depends if you’re intending to die or not,” Tatsuya shrugged. The TV set also exploded. “Damn I can’t control this! What’s happening?! I thought my contract said no magic?! And if I’m going to get some back, why can’t I control my healing magic? GAAH this is just so annoying!!”
“I don’t even know if a portal will let you through with so much fluctuating magic!” Ryo threw his hands in the air and opened a map app on his phone, “I’ll try to find us a portal but if it fails, don’t blame me. We haven’t got much time… No time for plans.”
“I’ve got a plan,” Ueda quipped, “Break into Heaven, get my fucking hourglass and smash it onto the cloudy pavement. How did they steal it without us noticing anyway?! Did you leave it in your garden for the past four months?!”
Ryo let out a panicked squeak. “Wha- no you can’t break it!”
“Why?”
“Ummm… ah you… er… need it for a spell to get your magic back?” the black-wing broke out into a cold sweat. This wasn’t good….
“Fine. But we have to get there first,” Ueda rolled his red eyes, “Where’s the nearest portal into Heaven?”
“Let’s see… Umm… Tokyo Disneyland. But let’s buy you some brown contact lenses first. Damn those eyes are scarier than my cloak of damned souls…”
[Disneyland]
“Is there any particular reason you picked this portal instead of the one in the supermarket down the road?” Ueda’s eyebrows twitched in annoyance as he queued up to buy him and Ryo tickets into the theme park.
“It didn’t load until we were halfway here!” Ryo snapped, “I hate these places just as much as you do! Ugh, disgusting pastel colours and laughing children…” And dating couples.
“Ticket for one Sir?” the attendant smiled at Ueda, before giving him a thorough examination from tip to toe.
“No, two,” Ueda replied with as much enthusiasm as a dying warthog and jerked a thumb back to Ryo, “one for this guy. Do you have special tickets for the sanity challenged or people who are about to be pushed in front of a roller coaster?”
“He’s kidding he’s kidding,” Ryo threw down a wad of cash into the booth and laughed nervously at the attendant, “he’s just had a bit of trouble coming out of the closet haha isn’t that right darling?”
Tatsuya growled, grabbed his ticket from the bewildered attendant and stormed into the park, knocking over a balloon seller in an oversized Mickey Mouse head. He could have kicked a puppy too, if one was within a reasonable distance.
“Ueda-kun?!” a voice rang out in the crowd, “What in the world are you doing here?”
“Sensei…” the angel rubbed his temples the moment he laid eyes on the person pushing through the crowds, “The next time I see you in a date location, I swear I’m going to vomit.”
“Why the attitude all of a sudden?” Nakamaru Yuichi transferred his large stuffed Mickey into his other hand and reached into his shopping bag, producing a lollipop, “I never thought I’d see you here either but would you like some candy?”
Ryo failed to hide his chuckle. “This is precious,” he mused, “Tat-chan, isn’t this your Ethics professor from school? Hardly the type to be walking around Disneyland with a stuffed animal and a bag full of sweets! Are you here with someone sir?”
“Ryo we’re not here to make small talk!” Ueda dragged Ryo towards the general direction of the portal, “He’s gay. Apparently I’m gay too. For God’s sake is there anyone we’ve met so far who isn’t gay? Yippee rainbows for all! Now let’s get the hell out of here before somebody else finds us!!”
I can’t waste time here… I need to get Junno back on his feet and forget about this whole affair. I can’t keep him in my head. It hurts…
“Nishikido-san?!”
Another voice.
Ueda almost smacked his head on the pavement. This was the worst possible timing for everyone to meet as there was no telling what might happen with these select humans. But Murphy’s Law dominated, and soon enough Jin popped out of the crowd also, dragging a heavily disguised Kamenashi Kazuya in tow.
“Great! Just great!” Kame pulled his scarf further to hide his face from prying eyes, “Why don’t I just take off all of this and wave my arms around?! Jin if we’re here to bond, can’t you choose a more secluded place to run into people?”
“You’re here to what?” Ueda stared in disbelief, “The last time I conversed with this guy, I punched him in the face. You were his diehard fanboy. Now you’re DATING?!”
“Long story,” Ryo shrugged, “have you had sex yet?”
“WHAAAAT?!?!?!” the idol gasped and started to fluster incoherently. “W-what the hell! We’re not about just have- ohmygawd you can’t be- how can you ask this to people’s faces?!”
Jin blushed. “I’d be happy to err… you know? But we haven’t exactly bonded to-
“For fuck’s sake!” the black-wing threw up his hands in frustration, “I gave you the blessing of Hell, not Heaven! Do you THINK fornication with a man before marriage will make you worse off?! Just get it over and done with already! I don’t have time to instruct humans how to do this! You’re both guys so you know exactly what feels good right?! Ugh humans are such imbeciles…”
Indeed, it is not every day that the Son of Hell gives you a rant about the implications of gay sex, nor was it that you met him in Disneyland. One must be able to conclude that when such things do happen, it was time to pick your jaw off the pavement and figure out the situation.
“Umm… If you don’t mind me asking,” the professor coughed awkwardly, “what brings you here?”
“We’re busting his ass into Heaven,” Ryo jerked a thumb towards the fuming Ueda, “wanna tag along?”
“We sooo should have brought him along!” Ryo complained as he tried to work out the password into a storage shed, “If I were human, I wouldn’t refuse a trip to Heaven! Damn these locks are so annoying… Heaven really doesn’t cut back on security!”
“You know, mostly Heaven equals death,” Tatsuya sighed as a plant withered up into a black mess and died beside him, “Just be patient Ryo that lock will break sooner or later.”
“Fine!” the black-wing gave up on trying to manipulate a magic padlock on the door, “But heck why set a portal inside a storage room in Disneyland in the first place?!”
“My guess is probably that Blacks hate the image of happy children and they stay away?” he yawned and leaned on the heavy iron door.
It melted on contact.
“Well THIS is bloody helpful!” Ryo marvelled, “I hope this doesn’t happen while we’re in the elevator upwards!” His friend’s random destruction magic was beginning to creep him out more than his glowing eyes.
“Elevator?” Tatsuya pointed at a ludicrously out-of place set of golden double doors among the stacks of Mickey merchandise, “as in that?”
“Hmm…. Let’s get in and see, shall we?” Ryo smiled uncharacteristically. Once you get in, there’s no going back.
[Meanwhile]
“Professor, are you sure we shouldn’t have said yes?” Jin pondered, “Whatever they were doing, it seemed pretty dangerous.” Kame was still at his side; clutching his arm as if afraid he’d change his mind and chase after the two angels.
“If we both understand what they are, it would be best not to interfere,” Nakamaru’s stony expression hid his fluttering stomach, “I think they’ll manage just fine. But we should hang about here, just in case.”
Human time passes rather quickly compared to celestial time. As Ueda and Ryo stepped out of the elevator into Heaven, a week had passed on Earth. Imagine being stuck with 80’s elevator music for a week.
“33,333th storey?!” Ryo gasped for fresh air as the golden doors finally opened, “I thought they were kidding!!!”
“Well if a storey is 3m tall and Earth’s atmosphere is 100km thick- WOAH!!!” Tatsuya barely had time to finish his obvious statistics before an arrow whizzed past his head and embedded itself into the elevator door.
“INFEDELS!!!” three archers garbed in white stood point blank, arrows loaded and ready to shoot through their foreheads. “WHAT BRINGS YOU TO OUR HOLY LAND?!”
“Err, the prospect of peace and not being SHOT?” Ryo put his hands in the air to buy time, “You know? Hint hint, don’t shoot us?”
“I WAS NOT ADDRESSING YOU FILTH!” the middle archer yelled at the Son of Lucifer, and turned his attention to the seemingly innocent white-wing beside him. Thank the devil for contact lenses. “You there! What is your Division? Why is this black-wing among us? Did he threaten you to bring him here?”
“Where is the Ministry of Education?” Tatsuya shrugged, “We need a tour guide. And I’m no white-wing.” Eyes gleaming (still brown though) from anger, he tried his best to keep his inner demons at bay.
...This is why… they never ask proper questions. Black-wings are evil, they are the spawn of the Devil, and they are unworthy of…
“BLASPHEMY!” the three angels said one after the other, “KILL THEM BOTH!!!” At once, they released their loaded arrows, failing to notice Ryo’s calculating smile.
Tatsuya lost the battle with himself.
He abruptly lifted his head high, lips curling into a snarl, and revealed his glowing red eyes. Arrows stopped in mid-flight, burst into blue flame and dropped to the ground in cinders.
A white-wing screamed as his aura was consumed. He dropped to his knees and clutched his own throat pathetically, bow long forgotten at his side. Eyes bulging and screaming in pain, he looked desperately at his two comrades, who were too busy fending off Tatsuya’s radiating aura of power. If they lost it, they would go insane.
All this while Tatsuya had not lifted so much as a finger. Snarl receding into a poker face (arguably more scary), he glanced upwards to guide ten arrows from the white-wings’ quivers up into the air, pointing down.
“Where is the Ministry of Education?” he asked calmly, “For every ten seconds you do not answer me, one arrow will become part of you. Here’s one.” Silently, one arrow plummeted from the sky, impaling the kneeling angel through his knees. The blood-curdling scream rang out for what seemed like miles.
Ruby staining the cloud at their feet, the other two angels looked on in fear as red-eyed one held up his fingers, contacts long gone. “One… two…”
“F-FINE!” one of them shrieked, “I’LL T-TAKE YOU!!!”
“That took a little too long didn’t it?” Ryo smirked and grabbed the injured white-wing by his hair, “Shall we?”
It did not take long for Heaven to reach Red Alert. However, all Defence Forces have been briefed to not take on a white-wing with red eyes no matter the reason. Though they were not at all aware what Tatsuya was, an Archangel’s order was absolute and even if said angel was with a black-wing, dragging three comrades as hostage through the air.
“Are we there yet?” Ryo impatiently tugged at the injured white-wing’s hair, drawing a yelp of pain. “What’s that building over there? The big white one?”
“I beg to differ most buildings in Heaven are white!” Tatsuya cursed, “Who’s the git waving to you in front of it?” He threw one of the other white-wings down, sending him into the pavement with a splat.
Ryo winced. It was not a very nice way to die. That white-wing was not very lucky, meeting Tatsuya in a bad mood. Really, when he wasn’t demonic and murderous, Tatsuya was a lovely person.
Things became apparent after they landed, as the angel waving was none other than Matsumoto Jun. “Wrong place guys,” he smirked, “This is the High Court. You’re under arrest. I shall be taking my leave now Nishikido-kun, thank you for all your support.”
“You and what army?” the black-wing mused, half- entertained, “You can see the colour of his eyes, do you seriously think that any army Heaven has is enough to take him down? Oh, and you suck at making backstabbing drama.”
“That’s not for me to decide,” Matsumoto shrugged as he marched past, ignoring Tatsuya’s presence, “What matters is that he’s here, he can’t leave and I can graduate.” Snapping his fingers, the guardian wannabe disappeared in a flash of light before Tatsuya could throw a ball of fire at him.
“That mother-fucker,” Tatsuya spat, “But at least he’ll keep Junno. I got out of his life before our deadline and now all that’s left is for us to get my hourglass back so I can-
“YOU WON’T BE GOING ANYWHERE!!” Tatsuya instinctively drew back and bared his teeth in a beast-like growl, catching a dozen poisoned darts in a force field. The owner of the authorative, arrogant voice appeared behind him and sent a vicious strike to his neck. Dodging quickly, Tatsuya deflected back the caught darts silently, knowing full well his unknown enemy was stronger than any he had prior encountered.
As expected, the figure behind him sent the same darts flying back but his slight miscalculation caused Tatsuya too see a chink in his magic.
Bingo.
Focusing all his energy, Tatsuya unleashed a wave of destructive magic so strong it rippled through the atmosphere, turning the darts to dust. “Very nice,” he smiled dangerously, “but there’s no point fighting me with make-believe weapons. Mediocre hypnosis at best, whoever you are. Those darts weren’t very well-executed, Mr Hypnosis. Show yourself before I tear down all your barriers!”
“Very well.”
Out of what was supposed to be thin air, a figure clad in shining armour (literally) embodied himself in light. It didn’t take long for Tatsuya and Ryo to recognise him as an Archangel.
A.N. dundundundun.... Who is Archangel-san? Remember, there are 7 of these celestial creatures. You'll meet some of them in the next insane courtroom sessions.
How was that? Completely new territory and there will be quite a few battles for Tatsuya if he is to be with Junno. Most of them are with himself.