Angel From The Heavens

Chapter 2

Akira laid back against the pillows and smiled.
‘Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.’ he thought to himself. ‘My Mistress is kinder than what I had expected.’
A couple hours later there was a knock on the door.
“Akira, you awake?” asked Rin.
“I’m awake, Mistress.” Akira called out.
The door opened slowly and Rin walked into the room, an old woman behind her. Akira stood up, wrapping the sheet around his waist. The old woman looked at Akira with a gentle smile.
“Akira, this is Stephanie. She’s the castle seamstress.” said Rin. “Stephanie, this is Akira. He’s the one I told you about.”
“Ah yes. The angel you helped.” she said in a calm tone. “What kind of clothes would you like for him?”
“They will have to have a low back, so his wings won’t be trapped.” said Rin. “And I would like them to be easy to move in.”
“I think I know just what to make.” said Stephanie. “Now I just need to get the right measurements.”
Only ten minutes later, Stephanie left the room to make the clothes for Akira.
Rin sat on the bed, motioning for Akira to do the same. He sat next to her, his head bowed in respect.
“Akira, when we are alone you don’t have to act like a slave.” she told him. “Only when we are in public.”
Akira was shocked by her words, but smiled brightly at her.
“You are too kind, Mistress.” he said softly. “I am truly happy that you are the one who found me.”
She looked away in shame, feeling guilty that she was taking his freedom from one of the Lord’s angels. He put a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up at him.
“Akira...I’m so sorry.” she sobbed. “I don’t know why...I didn’t just...let you stay as a guest...instead of making you a slave...I’m sorry...”
He hugged her close, letting her cry against his chest as he gently stroked her hair.
“Mistress, there is no need to cry.” he said softly. “Everything that happens to us angels, no matter what it is, happens because God wills it to be so.”
She sobbed harder.
“Akira...that can’t...be right...” she sobbed, shaking her head. “Why would God...will you to be...a slave?!?”
“I don’t know, Mistress.” he admitted. “But I am happy with you, and that’s all that matters to me.”
She sniffed, looking up at him.
“R-really?” she asked softly. He nodded, gently wiping her tears away with the back of his hand.
“My heart tells me that I belong here with you.” he said softly, smiling at her. “Even if I am a slave, I am where I belong.”
She sniffled again, then smiled sadly.
“Still...it’s just not right to keep an angel as a pet...” she whispered. “It feels like I’m committing a crime of momentous proportions.”
“Mistress, you are doing nothing wrong.” he assured her, gently forcing her to look him in the eye. “You are doing nothing wrong.” he said again.
Suddenly, she leaned in and kissed him gently, her eyes fluttering closed as a tear slid down her face. He kissed her back, his own eyes fluttering closed. When the kiss ended, they both clung to each other.
“Akira...” she whispered. “Thank you...”
“Mistress...” he whispered. “I should be thanking you. You’ve taken such good care of me.”
“Akira...will you...stay by me forever?” she asked softly?
He smiled happily. “Until the day I die.” he said gently.
She sighed happily, relaxing into his embrace. “Thank you, Akira.” she said again. “I promise to always protect you.”
He smiled. “As I will always protect you, Mistress.” he promised her, holding her closer as he rested his chin on the top of her head.
Rin jumped when she heard a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” she asked, covering Akira with the sheet.
“Milady, Lord Kazuki is here to meet with you.” said a man from behind the screen. “Lord Shuri should be here soon as well.”
“When Lord Shuri arrives, then the meeting will begin.” said Rin, suddenly sounding very serious. She looked to Akira. “Would you like to meet the other leaders?” she asked.
“Mistress, I’m virtually naked.” he pointed out, causing Rin to blush.
“Oh yeah.” she muttered softly. “Sorry, I forgot all about that.”
“It’s alright, Mistress.” said Akira softly. “Don’t worry about it.”
“I’ll see you after the meeting then, Akira.” she said, walking over to the door.
“Good luck, Mistress.” said Akira with a smile.
“Thanks, Akira.” She smiled. “But luck has nothing to do with it. The three of us grew up together.”
She walked out the door, sliding it closed behind her.
Akira smiled softly, wishing he could have accompanied her. Then he sat back against the pillows with a sigh, closing his eyes and falling asleep.