[PG-13] ANGEL'S WINGS (Prologue)
Warning:
This is fully a product of imagination. I don’t own anything or anyone except for the story of course. Everything is just fictional
Author’s Notes:
Okay, the idea just came to me when I was searching for a header with a theme of wings for my live journal. And then I saw the picture above the title and it gave me an idea for an OhMiya fic. Though please be reminded that I wouldn’t update this fic much since I still got 13 stories at hand and all of them were chaptered ones. But if the response would be great, I might update it frequently with my other stories that I prioritize first. There might be a bit out-of-characters since this would be my first time writing a novel fic for Arashi. Like I said in Niji, I’m quite a new fan. Hehehe~
Read, enjoy and please do leave comments, criticisms and such. Love you all.
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ANGEL’S WINGS
Author/s: EuNic monkey / silverdoll14
Rating|Genre: PG-13| Fantasy, Romance, AU
Status|Duration: July 05, 2011 - present
Length: Short Story
Characters: OhMiya
Summary: Wings, an angel’s pride and glory. Will an angel be brave enough to lose that pride just to give another chance for the man that he already gave a second chance?
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From up above the blue sky, he looked down with so much fascination and curiousness. Maybe, there was even a hint of envy he tried to deny. He rested his chin by his left palm, eyeing the people below his reach. He wondered what it would be like if he was there, alive and kicking. He might seem someone who was sleepy with eyelids covering half his alert eyes.
He massages his temples, trying to clear up those blurry images in his mind. The key of his future lied within it, especially the person who he saw last.
Unexpectedly, he felt an urge that he instantly snapped himself to reality and looked down wards. Despite the dozens, or even hundreds of people beyond his eyes’ reach, one person caught his attention.
“Hai!” the guy said in his phone. “I’ll hang up now. Jya ne.” he said hung up and flipped close his phone.
Suddenly…
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Thug! Crash!
“Argh!”
A shriek of a woman was heard and then crush, he thought it was his end yet he felt secured when strong arms were holding him inside an embrace. A dizzy spell hit him yet he tried his best not to faint with all the shock he just got. He opened his eyes slowly, trying to see the one holding him tight. When his vision became clearer, he saw a man a bit tan complexion and wearing all white. But it just stunned him seeing wings appearing and then dissolving into feathers with blue shades that vanished into the thin air. He blinked his eyes several time and when he saw no feathers at all, he convinced himself that all was just his imagination.
He looked up to the face of who was holding him. Gentle brown eyes were locked into his black ones. His heart skipped a beat but somehow he felt familiar.
Maybe those wings he saw earlier weren’t bad at all if it didn’t disappear.
“After all, an angel’s wings fitted him.”
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