I didn't mean... (Angra,Drake)

[Celeste]

Celeste walked through the halls looking for someone. Not just anyone but the man that she had fallen in love with. There was something important to tell him and she had to find him right now before she chickened out. The bruises on her arms were gone now and her dress swayed with every step. She wore high heels that were black and laced up her leg as the dress hugged her body like Angra liked and the skirt was full and flowing.

She saw him walking into the school from the outside and she smiled. Running over to him she threw herself into his arms her long pink hair was loose and falling around that body he loved so much.

"Angra darling." she said as she nuzzled into his chest gently.

She stayed there for a few moments just enjoying his arms around her before she pulled back and gave him a soft and gentle kiss. Her lips melded with for a long moment as she smiled and broke it. She bit her lower lip and looked up at him.

"I have.. some news that.. I need to tell you." she said softly. She looked down at the floor and tried to gain her confidence. "Before.. I met you I had this boyfriend named Drake. But.. he died. During the last mission."

She looked up at him knowing that he wasn't going to be the most understanding but she wanted to be honest.

"Yesterday I went to visit his grave. And I was crying because.. well I miss him.. even though I love you he was my first friend here." she said softly. "But.. he came back.. yesterday somehow he came back and... then .... then..."

tears welled in her eyes and slid down from those blue eyes he hated so much to her cheeks.

"he.. kissed me. I.. I didn't kiss him back.. but I wanted.. to tell you.. because I.. I love you." she whsipered.

[Angra Mainyu.]

Licking his left pointing finger he cleaned the rest of his meal and turned around, barely missing his girlfriend who came for him. A smile crossed his lips and he embraced her in a hug and felt her body bump into his chest where she stayed. He brushed a hand through her lovely pink hair.

"My angel..."

He barely got to say more before her lips touched with his, he knew she liked to kiss him, but it was often him who kissed her first, a strange difference in their usual routine. She spoke to him, and he just listened, what was the worst she could tell him? That she had burned the dinner or something like that? She told him of her first boyfriend here, her first friend, and god he couldn't care less about him. Only because he needed to show some sort of commitment to Celeste did he listen intently to it and nodded seriously to her at times. Then she reached the last part... About that dead boyfriend kissing her. He took a deep breath and before realising it, his left palm struck her cheek in a loud clasp. Feeling the usual thrill go up his arms and legs, he had struck her hard, he could tell that from the enormious feelings going through him.

Taking some deep breaths to calm him down again, his palm still out stretched and his eyes wide as the sudden rage left his veins and the thrill lingered still in his stomach. He blinked a couple of times.... Standing there, half shocked, half pleased by his own sudden impulsive action.

"..... Celeste.....!"

[Drake Sevnik]

Drake was walking down the halls having reacqauinted himself with the academy despite the oddball looks he had gotten lately were something he had to adapt to. After all not everyone died in came back and he sure as hell had his share of conversations having to actually beat off the religious fanatics at times. There were some things that you shared with others and other things that you did not. He had a drink in his hand an icee to be more percise which he was sipping from while catching up on the news that he had put on a PDA. The blessed thing had come in handy for keeping things organized and to help update himself after the month that he had been dead. He was able to see Celeste now and then and for that he was happy and overjoyed at times but, he heard something that had immeadiately caught his attention. A loud noise that you couldn't help but, hear.

SMACK!

The sound of someone being slapped hard and Drake turned his attention seeing Angra with his hand out-streched nobody else within reach of the two. His eyes narrowed and he put his PDA away tossing the icee in the nearby trash as he strode over snapping his fingers a line of white flames going down the floor and seperating the two with flames which were held there the flames rising up to flare dangerously. As if a warning nothing more as Drake reached Celeste the flames snuffing out a golden light forming at his left hand. Very gently he touched the spot where she had been smacked and healed it carefully also healing her of the bruises from being knocked down. He touched her cheek wordlessly his eyes meeting hers.

"You ok Celeste?" Drake asked worriedly as he removed his glasses and put them in his pocket and turned his gaze to Angra.

He hit her...

I see.

We should hit HIM!

And lose what respect Celeste has for us?!

...

For the first time he saw him through mortal eyes rather then the heavenly ones. As much as Drake wanted to blast Angra he was kept in check for the moment. If he made a hostile move against him he would defend.

"Angra Mainyu we finally meet." Drake said softly his Russian accent evident at the moment.

[Celeste]

Celeste had figured he wouldn't be happy but she hadn't expected him to hit her again. The smack across her face hurt worse than anything she had been through lately. Because it hurt her heart more than her face. She had spun hard when he smacked her. Falling to the floor below hard with a yelp as her hip impacted the cold stone hard. She clutched at her face looking up at him as her eyes turned blue without her concentration. Though as easily as she bruised it definatly hurt and was turning black as she lay there crying quietly.

"Please.." she whispered as she began getting up.

She saw the flames as she reached out to Angra again and she backed away. She knew those flames. Oh no! He had seen them. Tears came faster as Drake knelt beside her and touched her cheek. She couldn't look at him. He healed her cheek and she got up before he could heal everything. She didn't deserve not to feel the pain. She winced slightly at the bruise on her hip that was hidden by her closed.

"Please.. I didn't ask for it. I didn't even return it." she said trying to hug Angra. Tears running down her cheek as she leaned against him hoping he would accept her back. She loved him and he said he loved her too.

[Angra Mainyu.]

Angra's mind was focused on the downed figure of Celeste, this was now the second time his mind had backfired on him and had caused him to harm her. But he didn't care about that right now, he felt deep down that she deserved it for getting kissed by other men. His eyes filled with rage and merciless hatred for whoever had kissed her. That guy was going to be killed, slain, and the skinned for his pleasures sake, and then he would force Celeste to eat him. Oh yeah, he had some pretty sick thoughts sometimes.

Then the prince on the white horse came by and did some magic with her face so he couldn't see the bruise on her face. The man said some words to him, spoke his name, it made no sense to Angra, he had meet few people, even less of those knew of his name. Giving one possible answer in his mind. This was Drake, the dead, but seemingly much alive, and in form for stealing girl friends from those that never went to the other side.

"Drake I presume..." He spat out at him. Celeste suddenly appeared and tried to get in for a hug. He opened his arms for her to hug him, but only to indirectly spit Drake in the face by showing who she were with now. He still wanted to harm him...

"Go back to your grave... Buddy." In a flash of anger he pressed forward, only halted a little by Celeste's frail figure which made him stop for a second to try and make her let go of him or else he would throw her at Drake. Despite how illogica that would be.

[Drake Sevnik]

"Sorry to dissapoint you but, I'm still very much alive and in very good health thanks to whoever ressurected and healed me," Drake said with a small smile on his lips keeping his tone neutral though he let a single white flame dance on his fingertips so he could flare it if he had too.

Kind of a don't mess with me sort of warning because he was not the gentle Celeste or the retributive Hadrian but, he sure as hell wasn't defenseless. He had some inkling of what Angra could do but, the pain that his man could create was nothing compared to what he had already gone through. Ultimate pain and torture. He had been through that and he only stared at Angra with a look that showed he was not afraid nor was he going to back down. Drake's look showed that while he acknowledged Angra but, again he was not afraid of what this man could do. He had already seen the darkness. He paused for a moment still letting the single white pinpoint of flame dance over his fingertips for a moment as he looked at him trying to break free of Celeste. He didn't love her that much was obvious. He looked up at Angra and gave a small smile.

"Are you true?" He asked with a small smile at Angra. Three words in a single question as he stood there waiting for an answer. Even then he was waiting for an answer his freehand reaching in a small pocket as he waited.

A single question.

Yet there were so many possible answers.

[Celeste]

She lay against Angra trying to get him to forgive her. But he didnt hug her back he just let her hug him. She cried softly into his shirt because he wouldn't hug her back. Why now did he seem to not want her at all. She cried as they exchanged words.

She felt him trying to pull er away and she looked up. Shaking her head no. She didn't want to leave she wanted to stay here in his arms. She didn't understand why he got so mad because someone else kissed her.

"Please.. don't you love me anymore? I .. didn't ask to be kissed.. I didn't kiss back... I told you.. I.. I love you." she cried as she clung to him her tears soaking into his clothing as she clung to him. She didn't want to ever let go he meant so much to her didn't he understand that.

[Angra Mainyu.]

"I guess that makes you a zombie..."

He pointed out that with a venomous voice. The other one bugged and irritated him endlessly, but that flame that danced had him not just charge in for a kill. He needed to train some sort of ranged skill. Quitting to struggle with Celeste to get free of her. Finally giving up with charging at Drake he finally put his arms around Celeste and if he couldn’t strike at Drake with his fists, then he could strike at him using the one thing Drake might have loved when he had been alive.

“I am indeed true… But that makes no difference for you… you will try and steal my beloved girlfriend from me… Just because you lost her because of your own stupidity of dieing...”

A nice snide remark from him, he had no idea how he had died, maybe because he had been a hero and saved someone, or else because he had fallen over a cliff or something. He didn’t know, and he didn’t give a damn. All he cared for now was to make Drake feel bad, one way or another.

[Drake Sevnik]

"Zombies can not love and show no emotion whatsoever. They can not feel the pain that you and I have and I am by no means mindless as you believe me to be. However..."

Drake turned his gaze to Celeste for a brief moment and shifted his gaze back to Angra. There was a trace of a smile there that could unsettle anyone who thought that the world was in the palm of thier hands. A cool gaze that showed confidence where anger and rage should respond that one little smirk that said he knew something Angra didn't know or didn't want others to know. Drake heard the snide remark and comment and almost gave a cool smile at the comment. Was he really so stupid as to stoop to such low comments rather then facing things like a man? He shook his head for a moment as he continued the words that had been interrupted by Angra's snide remark. Turning his attention to the window for a moment his wings snapped out the soft white-feathered wings slowly folding back.

How little he knows of me.

"You are not true," Drake said in a voice that made him feel like Judgement himself had decreed this rather then a mortal answers as he leveled his gaze at Angra in a gaze that was of ice. A cold and sheer ice that Celeste wouldn't see as they flickered to normal and he gave a smile at them both the gaze gone. It showed that whatever Drake had endured this was nothing.

"If you were true you would tell her your true name and attend to the sins of your wicked past. If you were true you would even tell her your wicked secrets," Drake said softly and flapped his wings for a moment the flame snuffing out.

"I have no intention of stealing Celeste however, I do have every full intention to ensure that she doesn't fall to a schemed emotion rather then a true one." Drake said firmly as he turned and gazed at the hall for a moment. He paused and then turned his gaze back behind him.

"I warn you once Angra on the vow of a duelist that if you break her heart then pray that Celeste changes my mind on what I would do," Drake said quietly as he began to walk towards the main exit wanting to go out for a flight.

[Celeste]

Celeste felt Angra relent and put his arms around her. She closed her eyes soflty as her tears began to stop. But he hadn't answered her question and she knew it. Perhaps he didn't really love her. They were exchanging words and she listened carefully taking in everything that he said.

But when Drake told him to tell her his sins and his real name her eyes shot open. What did that mean? She watched him thrust his white wings out. She watched as he told Angra not to fool her with fake emotions but with real ones and she stepped back from Angra suddenly. Not going to Drake but just looking up at Angra.

"I thought.. but you .. you love me right? You said so .. several times. Please.. tell me the truth." she whispered as she stepped back into his arms.

"Angra, please.. please tell me the truth." she said softly as she held her body to him. She was so small and frail in his arms. But she loved it here. She felt so safe right here with his arms encircling her body.

[Angra Mainyu.]

"Congratulations, you are a step above being a zombie..."

The wicked sins of his past. The things he had done for his addiction to pain. Did this guy know about that, or was he bluffing? Angra had no idea, and he had sensed no intrusion on his mind. Little did it matter for him. It had been a poor attempt and hopefully Celeste could see through his half truths and speculations. Hopefully. The name thing bothered him though. He had forgotten his old name, it had been 8-9 years since he had last used it.

"Don't spread your lies here, Drake..."

He closed his eyes, realising that he had to be even more untrue to Celeste for those truths that Drake had spoken to him. He held her close to him and wished that he had a gun and could blast Drake to bits, send him back to his grave... Where he belonged. The last sneer crossed his lips and left him in a bad mood.

"Don't you see what he wants? He wants you back, even if he has to step as low to generate lies to split us up." He groaned and took a whiff of her aroma. "I do love you, and that is no lie.... and never will be."