GAY AS HELL - hi-there-kaoru

Being a guardian angel for so many centuries was a personal choice. They didn't have to be one and they could be promoted at any time. Yet... personally being able to guide their charges and watch out for them was so soothing they didn't want to switch to a position where they watched from afar and read over reports. Generally at anytime they had at least 5 or so humans under their care they had to keep an eye on. And!! Pride wasn't good in huges amounts, but they were proud to say they had never once failed any of their humans and all over them had ended up here. Humans were generally assigned at birth, so as Kanata shifted through the new case file they had been handed a few days go, it confused them that this child was already 8? It wasn't too uncommon for the previous guardian to ask for the human to be reassigned. It was just... according to the notes in the file. This was the tenth time the case had been reassigned and passed on? What on earth?? It was just a little boy!! How difficult could it be to watch over him? Sure okay!! It seemed like he had a difficult life, that wasn't Kaoru's fault! It irked them, that he was so young and already the world had given up on him. It wasn't ideal that he was taking other beings lifes so incredibly young!! It obviously was his fault!! They didn't care about how many silly rules this was gonna break. Kanata was going to prove he was worth caring for!! He just needed someone to believe in him. Which is why they were currently approaching the young boy in the abandoned church, wings spread out for a moment to chase off the supernatural creature he had been dealing with. Far too young to be holding a knife like that. This poor child. The glow of their halo lit up the dim room as they tucked their wings in and crounched down in front of the boy. "Hello there. Its nice to 'finally' meet you Kaoru. My name is 'Kanata'. I'm your 'new' guardian angel, and I have a proposal for 'you'."

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Kaoru really should have been used to being left on his own. He was eight, sure, but in the two eyars since his mom had passed, he swore his dad had started to care less and less about him. He was eight! So naturally, he had to start watching out for himself. And he had to keep an eye on himself. His sister could help him with cooking and laundry and cleaning, of course, but out in the hunting field? She couldn't help him here. He had to be self sufficient. He couldn't get too hurt or in trouble, lest he face his father's wrath for 'making him take time away from his own missions. Still, he couldn't help but wish that he had his Dad's support sometimes. This was one of those times. Faced with a creature that was certainly above his strength, he was armed with just a knife that felt too big in his hands. His hands shook as he held up the knife, trying to keep himself steady as the creature approached him. The thing swiped at him, and he flinched back, slashing aimlessly. His eyes were shut tight and he wanted to hide, to curl back into himself. He was fully prepared to die here. His breathing was heavy, and he whimpered ready for... Well, nothing, apparently. A soft voice caught his attention, and he looked up, fear evident in his eyes. He held out the knife, as if trying to put distance between him and the... demon? Angel? He didn't know if they were telling the truth. "Kanata...?" He asked, voice weak. "M-My dad doesn't want me talking to demons... Go away." He took a step back, still trembling. "You're lying. Demons lie."

@Kha'iel

Letting their aura fill the room to help calm his nerves. Oh Kaoru... he was so frightened and lost. How could anyone do this to their own offspring. "I am 'not' lying. I would never 'lie' to you, Kaoru. No matter what 'from' now on, you'll have me by 'your' side." Mindful of the knife he was holding, they reached out and cupped one of his cheeks, gazing fondly at him. They already loved him so much!! Carefully their hand turned warm as a soft energy traveled through Kaoru's body, searching out any wounds to heal them for the boy. Most of it seemed to gather around on a spot on his leg. Whatever that was would take more than a simple healing spell it seemed. Ah... they would look at when he was more relaxed. "You're safe 'now'. I know humans required 'proof' for things. How would 'you' like me to 'prove' my honesty to you?" Their wings shifted behind them and they stayed as relaxed as possible. Sudden movement's might spook him even more and they wanted to avoid that.

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Kaoru flinched back at the touch on his cheek, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to keep his body from shaking. It didn't work, and the knife nearly fell from his hands. He wrapped his fingers a little tighter around the handle, and he sucked in a shaky breath as he tried to keep himself together. "Go away!" He tried to sound angry, but the shake in his tone gave him away. He tried again, trying to mimic the same tone his dad yelled at him (or other demons) with. "You're a demon! Nasty, lying demon!! You only wanna hurt me!" He stumbled back a step or two, opening his eyes to look up at them. His eyes were wide with fear, and he held out the knife a little further. Weird -- why did his side not hurt anymore? He chose to ignore it for now. "D-Dad says all demons are gonna hurt me. S-Says if I don't wanna end up like Mommy, I gotta kill you..."

@Kha'iel

"No. I am an 'angel'. I would sooner 'hurt' myself than ever 'bring' harm against you. I also will 'never' let what happened to 'your' mother happen to you." If they had been his guardian at the time, they would have intervened and saved her. And shame on the angel who sat back and allowed that to happen!! How could they let him witness such a thing!! He was a child!! "Do you 'need' to hurt me to 'feel' safer? You can if 'it'll' help you. I don't want you to feel 'frightened'." They are stayed perfectly still, no matter how badly they longed to pull him into a hug. He needed love in his life so badly. All he had was his sister it seemed. "If demons are 'real' it makes their counterparts 'angels' are too. Have you 'ever' seen a demon that looks like 'me' before? I'm sure you have 'holy' water on you, right? Go ahead. Use it 'on' me."

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Kaoru didn't want to hurt them, he really didn't. He hated killing. He hated hurting people, he hated killing people. It sucked. Killing was bad. His mom had taught him that. Killing was something no person should do unless really really really necessary. ...but his dad had said it was necessary because demons were bad. So Kaoru was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He chewed on the inside of his cheek as he thought about their offer, keeping himself as steady as possible. One hand dropped off the knife, and he fumbled in his pocket for the little vial of holy water on him. He uncorked it with his teeth, tossing the liquid at Kanata. He half expected them to burn but.... nothing. Nothing happened at all. That was the breaking point for Kaoru. The little vial tumbled from his hand, crashing to the floor and shattering into a million tiny pieces. The knife was next, and Kaoru sunk into a little ball as the tears took over before he could stop them. His shoulders shook with his sobs as he cried, covering his face with his arms. Crying was weak, he knew that much but he couldn't help it. He was scared and frightened and hurt. "I.. I don't wanna hurt you!" He whined, shaking his head. "I don' wanna hurt anyone anymore." He sniffled a bit, staying hidden. "D-Dad says it'll make me stronger but I...I'm weak. I nearly died to that other demon... 'n' you're a strong one too... you c-can kill me. 'S okay.."

@Kha'iel

Wiping the water off as best they could wit their sleeve, Kanata could feel their heart breaking at the sight before them. No child should ever have to deal with an emotional break down like that, nor should they just sit down and wait for death. "He's wrong. Thats 'why' I'm here. I want to 'help' you, Kaoru." As gentle as they could possibly manage, they pulled him into a loving hug, running a hair through his hair in an attempt to soothe him. "Hurting others 'doesn't' make you strong. It 'makes' you mean. There's 'nothing' weak about you!" They stood up with him in their arms, moving to sit down on one of the cushioned pews. Kanata set him down on their lap, still holding him close. Wrapping their wings protectively around him to shield him from the world, they continued to pat his head. "You're the 'strongest' child I've met. You 'have' a good heart and 'soul'. I love you, I'd 'never' harm you. I swear it." Gently they booped him on the nose. "You 'know' what a guardian 'angel' is right? It 'means' I'm only here for 'you' and to 'protect' you. No matter what!'' A soft reminder to him that they were in fact, not a demon.

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Okay, yeah. Maybe he was a little weak. And a little touch starved. But he couldn't help it, not when he'd dealt with his father for so long. He swore he hadn't had a proper hug from anyone who wasn't his sister, and Kanata was... nice. They were sweet. Motherly. Maybe that made him more willing to trust. His arms quickly wrapped around them as he was pulled into a hug, letting himself tremble and letting the sobs slowly die down until they were nothing but little sniffles coming from him. His eyes were a little red from the tears as he looked up at them, a little confused. Right.. not a demon. "So you don't want me dead...?" He was a little slow on the uptake, mind still stuck in those thought patterns that had long since been worked into his mind. He leaned into them, pulling his knees up as he curled up on their lap. "C-Can you protect me from..." He shook his head. Bad thoughts. He shouldn't even be considering that. "....Thank you."

@Kha'iel

"I want 'you' very much alive!! For 'as' long as 'humanly' possible!" They leaned down and kiss the top of his head. Very relieved he had seemed to relax, even if it was only a little bit. Giving him some time to adjust to being safe, they stayed quiet for a few minutes. "Do you 'mean' from your 'father?' I can. Thats why I'm 'here'. I'd... it's unorthodox but... 'would' you like to 'live' with me instead? Your sister too. Away from 'all' this?" Away from murder, from the high chance of an untimely death, from being hurt by someone who was supposed to care for you, all of that. Kanata had no earthly connection yet generally any church was quick to offer them assistance and they had their own means of obtaining what was necessary. They would be able to provide for any of his needs! "He won't be 'able' to hurt you again. I'll make sure of it."

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It was far too easy to lean into them, his trembling slowly dying down until the only sign left of his sobs were his red eyes and the occasional sniffle that came from him. He felt far too safe in their arms, and he'd nearly forgotten that he was here on a mission. "...But he's gonna look for me." A hand curled into their shirt, as if he was trying to keep them from running away from him, like everyone else had. "I-I don't want him to hurt you while lookin' for me." He shifted so he could look up at them, far too worried about this little thing. An eight year old who was far too concerned about his father, of all people. "I'd like it a lot but... you shouldn't get hurt for me. 'M strong! I can take living with dad!" He offered them a smile, trying to be reassuring, but it was shaky and full of fear. But he still did it, trying not to worry them.

@Kha'iel

Shaking their head at his worry, they curled their wings tighter around him. His father could chase them for the rest of his miserable life and Kanata would still protect him and keep Kaoru far out of his reach. He may have connections but they were an angel and most hunters would never dare to come close to them. It wasn’t the same as dealing with a demon. Angels worked for the lord and to hunt them was a mockery of hunting. Banishing a beast of dark nature was an angel’s job first. To go after the beings that inspired such an art was unheard of. So if he wanted Kaoru, he’d have to get him with his own two hands. “You ‘are’ so strong. I am ‘strong’ too so please ‘do’ not worry about ‘me’. He can ‘not’ harm me, see?” They held their palm in front of him and cut a small scratch, it bled for a moment before glowing a faint yellow and healed instantly. “As long ‘as’ I have my ‘faith’. I am protected. Only a demon ‘could’ truly harm me.” Wauh, they squished his cheeks. “You do ‘not’ have to take anything. I can ‘raise’ you and give you the ‘life’ your mother ‘wanted’ for you.”

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