Shadow Beneath The Wings [Angel]

It was a simple plan. Wait for everyone to fall asleep, break in somehow, look around without making noise somehow, find the painting somehow, and escape somehow. Nothing to worry about, right? Just go in and out, and run like crazy. Miyami sighed as she waited for the perfect moment to break in, all while remaining hidden from sight. The last thing she wanted was a neighbor or just a random person calling the cops on her because she was sticking out too much.

As she waited and lay hidden, Miyami occupied herself with random thoughts. ...The moon looks nice, I guess. ...I wonder if I'll actually find anything worthwhile besides that painting. Hopefully. ...I wish I didn't have to steal to make money, but this is my life now. Not like I can do anything about that. It's all about survival and all that shit. ...That one girl had a neat quirk. Wings, huh? Imagine being able to fly like a bird. Imagine having an actual good quirk and one I could actually control. One that didn't render me blind, deaf, mute, or all of those at once. Wouldn't that be nice.

After some time, it was very late. 1:30 AM from the looks of the girl's stolen phone. Alright, now or never, I suppose. It was too risky to wait any longer. The longer the girl waited, the more likely that painting would be moved to a place the girl could not reach. And that just could not happen! So with the shadows of the night obscuring the girl, Miyami began to make her move.

But how to get inside? There had to be an easy way somewhere, right? Though the front door was definitely risky, it was also the perfect spot to enter the house. See, most thieves would avoid the front door, since it was a super obvious spot. So that's what made it perfect. Because it was super expected, no one would actually think that a thief would break in from the most obvious spot!

Pulling out the most basic lockpicking tools she was given by her female gang buddies, Miyami got to work. Silently picking the lock, it took the girl only five minutes to get the door open. I'm in! Unfortunately, the lockpicking tools also broke. Cheap ass piece of shit! Miyami mentally cursed as she pocketed the tools to dispose of them elsewhere later.

The first thing she noticed was a lack of an alarm. There were several possible explanations. Maybe the alarm here was broken. Or perhaps an idiot forgot to turn it on. Or could it be possible that the idiots here didn't have an alarm to begin with? Whatever the reason, Miyami was relieved to not immediately hear an alarm of any kind. Unless the alarm was silent, in which case the girl was probably screwed. But no time to worry about that now!

With all the lights off, Miyami began to sneak around the area. Okay gorgeous painting, where are you? The girl did not want to spend too much time here. She just wanted to get the raven painting, optionally some valuable things to sell, and then get the hell out of here. Despite being tempted to go to the kitchen and steal some food, Miyami was not that desperate. Getting too greedy was what got many thieves caught. Miyami was determined to not fall into that same trap.

The girl slowly made her way up the stairs, pondering which room to see in first. Slowly and silently turning the first doorknob she saw, Miyami opened the door very slightly and took a quick peek. Seeing that it was a bedroom and not seeing that painting in sight, the girl shook her head disapprovingly as she closed the door just as slowly and silently as it was opened.

Alright, that was a total bust. Next room. Surely the painting had to be around here somewhere, right? Miyami found the next doorknob and silently opened the door.

A silent movement, slowly tiptoeing without making even a sound. Miyami wanted to find that beautiful painting, but she did not want to ruin things by rushing and potentially making a sound that would wake up the home's inhabitants. Slowly... carefully... there's a reason I'm called Silent Shadow, and it's not just because of San'en. The hooded girl kept on moving.

After leaving that bedroom (and almost having a panic attack upon seeing that sleeping person), Miyami continued to the next room. Would this be yet another bedroom? Would this door lead to the treasure she desired? Or would it lead to disaster? The girl did not have her switchblade on her. Though even if she did, Miyami was not a fan of blood, whether it was her blood or anyone else's. Hopefully I won't have to fight my way out of here. Just need to stay silent. If I'm lucky, I'll find the painting, maybe anything else valuable, and then manage to escape before anything bad can happen. And if I'm unlucky... well what do I really have to lose?

The one silver lining was that at least the girl had her masquerade mask under her hoodie. Naturally it was too fancy for the girl to have obtained the legal way. While it did not obscure her entire face, at least it did cover the gem-like birthmark on her forehead. The last thing Miyami would want would be for the police to have something to easily recognize her by in case things went south here. Try not to think about that... Miyami was far from optimistic, but she knew it was best not to let her pessimism get to her. She did not need to heighten her nervousness any further.

And then she slowly and quietly opened the door to the next room. Immediately, Miyami covered her mouth to avoid letting out a sound. Oh shit! All over the room were dozens of paintings. So many gorgeous works of art. So many beautiful masterpieces. And in one part of the wall... Is that...? Oh shit, yes! There it was, the raven painting the thief girl had been hoping to find! It was even more beautiful up close! Miyami could simply let its beauty entrance her and stare at it for hours. But now was not the time for that! Best to steal it now, and then marvel at its perfection once she was safely back at the warehouse.

But then her eyes fell to the rest of the room and then noticed something. Something awful. ...Oh. Someone else was here. It was that winged girl. And she was awake! Oh... shit. Good news, the girl's back was turned as she was focused on drawing something. Bad news, she could very easily spot Miyami if she wasn't careful enough. It would be tricky to reach over and grab the raven painting. Especially since the winged girl seemed to be glancing at it occasionally. How to grab it without getting this girl's attention? Was it even worth trying to steal anything else? Hell, I might decide to just leave everything else, but I have to take that painting!

She just needed to be silent. Move very slowly and cautiously. Let the girl continue to paint uninterrupted. Wait for the right moment and...

*CREEEEEEEEAK*

FUCK! Miyami jumped in surprise upon hearing the sudden loud creaking. Shitty ass floor! Would it have been too much for the girl to wish that the room's occupant did not just hear that creaking sound? Well yes, it would have been. That was why Miyami now found herself frozen in fear as the winged girl turned around and saw her. Shit shit shit SHIT! ...Oh wow, this girl's actually very pretty. Fuck, what the hell am I thinking? I need to think of something now!

But it was no use. The girl had spotted her. What was Miyami supposed to do here? What could she even do? It was not like she could tell the winged girl 'Don't worry, I'm just a figment of your imagination that's here because you stayed up too long, you should probably go sleep' or something like that. At least Miyami's face was partially obscured thanks to her hoodie, mask, and the darkness of the room. But still, the thief began to panic. It was only a matter of time until the winged girl either yelled to alert the rest of the household, call the police, or try to take her on herself. In any of those situations, Miyami was screwed. Panicking, Miyami blurted out the first thing she could improvise on the spot.

"Errr, that's a really nice painting you have there. Did you draw all these yourself?"

Miyami resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Seriously? That's the best I could come up with?

Though Miyami's face on the outside appeared calm and composed, this was but a mask. Internally, the girl was panicking. Especially when the winged girl rushed up to her at such speed that Miyami might have missed it if she blinked. She just stood there frozen as her mask was removed. There was nothing she could do to react. It was all so sudden. What could she even do? Oh god, I'm fucked! Is this how it ends? Damn it!

But then that fear and panic seemingly vanished. It was strange, but Miyami seemed to slowly calm down. She stared back at the girl, looking at her face. Seeing just how close this girl was to her. This very pretty angelic girl. She smelled nice too. Miyami barely registered her face heating up as she began blushing a bit. Wow, she's ...really close. Really, there was barely any space between them at all. But oddly enough, Miyami did not seem to mind all too much. In fact, right now she wouldn't mind being like this all night. She was entranced, as though the only thing she could focus on right now was the girl that was so close to her.

Oh god, even her voice is angelic! So hypnotizing... Did I die and somehow not go to hell? Miyami's heart continued to race, though it was no longer due to the rush of adrenaline from fear. It was a new feeling for the girl, one that she was still trying to process. If her brain wasn't currently scrambled right now, she would have realized just what it was. But for now, all she could do was smile. A soft and genuine smile. Something that the girl had not been able to do in years.

Her eyes then fell to the girl's lips. So close. The only sound she could hear right now was the loud thumping of her heart inside her chest. Miyami was frozen in place, but she was seriously contemplating moving just a bit closer. Her cheeks became redder upon the thought swimming in her head. Throwing caution to the wind, Miyami instinctively began to move a bit closer. For once in her life, she was not afraid. She cared not for any consequences. All she could think about was closing the less than one millimeter gap between their lips until there was nothing keeping them separated.

But sadly, Miyami was unable to get very far with that. Immediately, the poor girl was dragged back to reality upon hearing the sound of others arriving. Seeing the two ladies there interrupting snapped Miyami out of her trance. She immediately began to stammer, unsure of how to process or handle what just happened. Wha...? The fuck just happened? Her cheeks still burning brightly, Miyami looked away, not wanting to see anyone's facial expression. The fear and panic returned.

Oh god, oh fuck! Shit, I'm so busted! And is that this girl's mom? And... did I... did I almost kiss her daughter?! What the fuck?

Though still very much panicking, Miyami was somehow able to remain just calm enough to try and think of something. A desperate attempt to somehow try and get out of this. She overheard the lady. Ah, so the winged girl was called Angel. How fitting. But now was no time to think of that! Desperate, Miyami began to improvise, to try and find some way to get out of this massive storm of shit.

"Y-yeah! I'm so sorry to intrude. I just really wanted to spend time with Angel, but she was right, I probably should have just waited till tomorrow. Oh wow, is it really that late out? I had no idea!"

Yeah, no. There was no way the girl was fooling anybody. Nobody would buy her obvious lie. Of course Angel would just tell the truth, that Miyami was a thief, and a very careless one at that. Oh god, I'm getting arrested now, aren't I? Miyami began to panic. There was no way she could escape this. She was so screwed right now! No doubt these ladies would call the cops on her as. No, no no no no no! She could not stand the thought of being locked up! Why?! Why did it have to come to this?!

Hearing Angel's words, Miyami just looked down at the floor. That angelic voice. Even now, it was melodic and beautiful. Miyami did not dare look at the girl's face again, but she was still blushing a bit. Still, it was hopeless. What did she think would happen? Miyami sighed. There was no point in lying now. She was screwed either way, so whatever. "Y-yeah. I... I noticed the raven painting when you two were out at that art exhibit. It was so beautiful. The most beautiful painting I've ever seen! I... I swear I would have bought it from you if I had the money. But I... I have nothing. No home, no money, no parents..." What was the use in speaking any further? She was cornered, nowhere left to run. What did it matter why she came here? To them, she was probably just another criminal. A lawless dog desperate enough to break into someone's home.

But then one of the ladies spoke. Miyami was instantly confused by what she said. "Huh?" Why? Why was this lady offering food to a thief? To a criminal who had the nerve to break in her home and try to steal something? "That's..." No. As much as Miyami had a hard time believing otherwise, she just was not that heartless. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right. She felt far too guilty. "I... thanks, but I'm not hungry." And of course, her stomach decided to remind the girl that she had not eaten at all for the past night and a half by growling tremendously. Everyone would have heard it. "...Shit."

Still not having the courage to look at anyone, Miyami mumbled. "It wouldn't feel right. I... I can't accept. I just tried to rob you all. There's no way I can..." Miyami suddenly found herself tearing up a bit. Damn it, not now! She tried to breathe heavily to calm herself down, but to no avail. She was just too scared. "I'm sorry! I just... I can't... I... Shit!"

But if she was afraid now, then that was nothing compared to what would soon happen....

Miyami was still shaking in fear. Who wouldn't be? God, I can't do anything right! I'm a lousy thief! I couldn't even nab one damn painting without fucking up and getting my ass caught! The thought of being arrested was too much for her to bear. Why did that fucking asshole stepdad have to come into my life? It was all his fault that the girl's life had taken a nosedive and made her have to become a criminal just to survive. And now she was being busted. It was inevitable. These people were just going to call the cops and...

"Huh?" Wait, what? This lady wasn't going to call the police? Why not? She just tried to rob them? Why? Why were they so nice? Miyami rubbed her eyes, trying to get rid of the tears before they could even form. "Th-thank you. I d-don't deserve this. You're too k-kind." Miyami felt like slamming her face on the floor. Damn it, do NOT start crying right now! Don't cry like a little bitch in front of these people!

Miyami then heard the lady introduce herself. So Angel's mother was called Sue, and her sister and Angel's aunt was Rose. Another wiping away the tears, and Miyami forced herself to talk. She still could not look up at them, however. It was a mix of fear and shame. "N-nice to meet you. M-my name's Miyami." It was then that Miyami felt an intense urge to facepalm hard. Way to go, dumbass! You gave them your real name instead of an alias! Can't do anything right! Well it didn't really matter now. She had already fucked up. What was one more mistake to add to the pile of crap?

At least the hand on her shoulder helped Miyami calm down a tiny bit. It feels nice. For a second, Miyami moved her hand to try and hold Angel's. But then she pulled away at the last second. N-no, I don't deserve this. I can't...

And then she heard Sue speak. Hearing her say that everyone deserved a fair shake. Why was she so kind? Miyami was so used to everyone around her being various levels of crap. It felt refreshing to actually meet someone genuinely nice for once. But then Miyami listened to Sue's words. Her eyes widened upon hearing that she and Angel had been trapped in an abusive relationship with what seemed to be an asshole of a husband and father. And the winged girl was treated like an actual slave! This was the moment that made Miyami finally move her head up and look at the trio.

"What the fuck? That's awful!" Miyami looked at Angel, horribly shocked by what she had heard. "An actual... and he did that... to you? God, and I thought that my stepdad was a piece of shit!" She almost wanted to go over and hug the poor winged girl. Why were shithead men like that allowed to even exist? But it seemed as though unlike Miyami, Angel had come out stronger because of what she had went through. "I'm relieved to hear you're okay now, but jeez! What kind of shithole does that to his own daughter?"

As she saw Sue leave the room to go get food, Miyami once again looked down on the floor. "God, now I feel even more like an actual sack of shit. I know I can never say it enough times, but I really am sorry. I don't even know how to put it into words. Fuck, I feel so horrible! You're good people, all of you." And as though hearing that story didn't make her feel enough like an asshole already, Miyami watched in shock as Rose grabbed the raven painting and told her she could have it free of charge. The lady even threw in the other one as well, the one Angel had made. "I... wow, thank you so much! These really do look beautiful! I just..." Words could not describe how happy and miserable Miyami felt. She didn't deserve this. Any of this. She tried to rob these people, and instead of calling the police, they not only let her take the painting but also throw in some more? This was far too nice for trash like her!

But not as nice as suddenly finding the winged girl being bumped closer to her. Miyami blushed as she once again had Angel be so close to her. She barely heard Rose mention opposites attracting. It was like everything else was all blurry and fuzzy. All Miyami could focus on right now was the beautiful girl in front of her. She then shivered upon seeing the winged girl move in and whisper in her ear. Oh wow! Blushing intensely, Miyami smiled and whispered back. "Y-yeah, me too." But Miyami honestly wanted more. Just sitting close to Angel felt really nice, but it would be even nicer if she could just lean in and...

FUCKING DAMN IT, NOT AGAIN!

Miyami sighed as once again, she was snapped back into reality. Moment ruined again. Still, it was not like she had the right to complain. She was more than aware that this was all so much more than she deserved. But then she noticed exactly what Sue had come back with. Miyami blinked twice and rubbed her eyes just to make sure she was seeing things right. "What the...?" No way. There was no way she could accept this. No. She would feel way too awful. This was too much.

"I-I can't..." She heard Sue talk, say how if Miyami wanted to pay them back or just felt like she needed to, to just pay the kindness forward. How they don't care about materialistic things and just wanted to help others. Also, Angel was a hero in training, apparently. Wow, that just made this even more awkward. Without looking up, Miyami spoke. "I... Yeah, of course. I will. I can't thank you enough. And I can't apologize enough either. I won't rob from you again. Uh, I mean I won't rob again, period. I... I never even wanted to. It's just that..." With a sigh, Miyami decided to continue. It was only fair to give a bit of her own story since Sue had just done so earlier.

"I never wanted to become a criminal. I just wanted to live my life. Go to school, try to be normal even if I never fit in with anyone and got bullied all the time. Hell, I even considered maybe walking in my dad's shoes and someday become a cop like he used to be. But my dad was killed, and the asshole that did it lied about it and took advantage of my mom. And then he made our lives a living hell. And we couldn't go to anyone for help because he was a cop! So we just had to endure the abuse. And then... And then..."

Drip...

Miyami began to tear up. It was painful to think about. She was glad that the fucking asshole was in jail now, but her mom died. Her mom died, and she was all alone. On the run for four years, living on the streets and alleyways until a gang took pity on her and let her stay in their run down warehouse.

Drip... drip...

Miyami tried to calm herself. Take deep breaths. She then opened her eyes and looked down on the floor, where a tiny puddle began to form....

Drip... drip... drip...

...Except it was not a puddle of tears. It was a pool of purple liquid. A purple blood-like fluid, dripping down from her forehead.

Drip... drip... drip... drip...

"Oh no!" Miyami was horrified. Though to the others it seemed like Miyami was suddenly bleeding from her forehead, the girl knew otherwise. No no no, not now! Why now?! She knew what was about to happen. It always started like this, and there was no way for her to ever stop it, no matter how hard she tried. Panicking, Miyami immediately backed away from everyone, as far back as she could go. She yelled out in a shrill voice.

"D-DON'T COME NEAR ME! STAY AWAY!"

It was coming. And Miyami needed to make sure that those three were far away from her before it materialized. Before it took on its true appearance. Before it could try to harm Angel and her family. Before it could rob their light and plunge them into darkness like it had to so many others before.

Why the fuck now of all times?!

Beautiful darkness. That was indeed the meaning of her name. Miyami did not know why her mother had given her that name, and she would unfortunately never get to know the answer. But it was a name she was proud of. If there was one thing about her cursed existence that the girl actually liked, it was her name. Just hearing Angel say it made Miyami smile. She felt less terrible for blurting out her real name instead of using an alias. She disagreed about not being a monster, however. In her eyes, she was a monster. Not a willing one, but her uncontrollable quirk ensured that she had no other road she could travel. Miyami was a monster, through and through. She had no choice in the matter. Her lack of control of her quirk ensured that she could never be anything more.

And speaking of said uncontrollable quirk, it always seemed to choose the most inconvenient times to cause trouble.

"Fucking damn it, San'en!" Miyami shivered in fear. Why? Why did that monster always have to show up whenever it wasn't wanted? Why did it always have to ruin everything? Why was this the quirk she was born with? And why did it always drive away those people who could have been friends, who could have tried to comfort and support the girl? Not like it mattered. This was the quirk Miyami was stuck with. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried, there was no controlling San'en. It had its own will, far stronger than Miyami's.

The purple blood-like substance slowly began to rise up. It slowly began to take shape. But as it was doing so, Angel's words reached out to the panicking Miyami. As the summon was slowly taking shape, Miyami did her best to try and calm down. Angel was right. She needed to repay the kindness these people have shown her. Miyami needed to try and make things right, before anyone got hurt. She did not care what happened to herself, as she knew that her own summon, stubborn and uncontrollable as it was, would never harm her in fear of harming itself. But these people were not as fortunate. San'en could attack these civilians and not hesitate at all. Miyami needed to do her best to stop it no matter what!

"See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil! That's my quirk in a nutshell! Blindness, deafness, muteness, or a combination of the three! Don't let it touch you for more than four seconds, or that's what will happen to you!"

Miyami's eyes widened in horror as the skeletal summon finished materializing. Its head moved around the room, as though it were looking around. Of course, it could not actually see. It did have a metal plate covering its eyes, after all. But it did not need eyes to 'see'. Looking through Miyami's eyes, San'en could perceive the world around it in blurry hazes. And to make its 'vision' clearer, it would grab and absorb the energy of anyone it could grab. Seeing as Miyami was of course the closest, the tall skeletal being turned around and grabbed the girl in a firm choke hold, just as she was doing her best to talk quickly and explain her quirk.

"It also drains your energy! Oh, and don't attack San'en, or else-"

But then everything went black. Miyami could no longer see, being temporarily blinded. Her voice also went completely silent, just before she could finish her explanation. Fucking damn it! Despite her efforts to break free, San'en was just too strong. Its icy cold grip was inescapable. It was no use trying. At least her hearing was intact, though that did not really do the girl much good.

However, Miyami had an idea. She had noticed those things on Angel's head, where her ears would be. Were those hearing aids? It was maybe a bit of a stretch, but perhaps the winged girl was familiar with sign language? It was the only thing Miyami could think of at the moment. Hopefully, Angel or her family would give some audible cue as to their current location. If Miyami could get an idea of where they were, then she could try to communicate with them. Hopefully before San'en could try to hurt anyone. Miyami did not care if Angel fought her summon and inadvertently ended up harming Miyami as well. Right now, Sue and Rose's safety were far more important than her own.

So moving her hands, Miyami did her best to convey her message, hoping that someone would understand:

Range is 5 meters. It can't exist outside that range. That's why it stays close to me. Please be careful!

Everything was pitch-black to Miyami. She couldn't even scream. All she could do was trust Angel. Trust her to be able to protect her family, and hope that they could all get away. Before they lost their energy and light too.

With her sight robbed, there was no way Miyami could see. With her voice muted, there was no way she could scream. She had no idea what was happening. Was San'en going to be stopped? Or would Angel manage to overpower it? Miyami did not know. All she could do was listen. Carefully listen and hope for the best. Angel seemed to have a plan, seemed to think she could end this in a flash. Can I believe that? Is that promise mere empty words, or will you make it a reality? All she could do was have faith. I... I believe in you.

All of a sudden, Miyami felt an intense pain around her throat. It was getting hard to breathe. The poor girl couldn't even make a sound to let the others know she was choking. All she could do was put her hands around her neck, trying her best to signal to the others that she could not breathe. Miyami knew it was her own fault. She could tell that it was Angel who was choking San'en in an attempt to free her. But any pain inflicted to San'en was also inflicted to Miyami. And vice versa. The two were linked, after all. Part of the same being. Miyami did not have time to warn Angel of this, which was why she was suffering.

But she did not care. Right now, all Miyami wanted was for Angel and her family to be safe.

To San'en, the world around it was too dark, too blurry. It needed light, it needed clarity, it needed its 'vision' to be unclouded. It could not stand being unable to see. This was why San'en was so relentless in its attacks. It was only by absorbing energy and dulling (or in Miyami's case, robbing) its target's senses that allowed San'en to 'see' more clearly. Shapes became less blurred, shadows became brighter, grays became infused with color. To San'en, it needed to 'see' the world around it. This was why it had no issue with crippling its own summoner. This was part of why the skeleton was uncontrollable.

But even the skeleton had its limits. Though it craved vision and clarity, it at least knew better than to allow unnecessary harm to come to Miyami. In its own way, it actually desired to help Miyami, or at least ensure her survival (and by extension, its own). Though it did not care for being choked, it recognized that Miyami was hurting. Its defensive impulse kicked in. To save her, it needed to let her go. Once Miyami was freed from San'en's icy cold grip, then it could focus on throttling the one attacking it.

But the skeleton summon did not have much of a chance. Angel's grip was surprisingly strong. Despite its best attempts to maintain contact, the winged girl was simply too strong for San'en to hang on for long. It was thrown up into the air. And as soon as it was about to pass its range of five meters, the skeleton disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Angel had done it. San'en was gone. For now, at least.

All Miyami could do was try to listen to the sounds of Sue and Rose. Hopefully, one of them would exclaim aloud or otherwise make it clear what was happening. But even if they did not, Miyami would have carefully picked up the subtle poof. That sound! A silent sigh of relief. She did it! Unfortunately, making San'en disappear did not make the senses it dulled or robbed come back instantly. But thankfully, they would indeed return after a period of time. Smiling, Miyami began to move her hands, once again communicating using sign language.

Thank you.

But what happened next would shock the girl to her very core. She heard what she presumed was Angel landing in front of her... and then felt her face heat up as a pair of lips were suddenly pressed on her own. At first, Miyami was frozen and unresponsive. After all, she had never had this happen to her before. She didn't know what to think. So many thoughts rushing through her head and making her feel a bit lightheaded.

But then, Miyami just decided to stop thinking and just accept it.

So she began to kiss back. Blushing heavily as Miyami kissed the winged girl with as much passion as she could muster. She had no idea what this feeling was, but she liked it and did not wish for it to stop. Miyami wished she could just stay like this forever. Feel this kind of happiness forever.

Sadly, she could not. After what felt like an eternity of pure bliss, Miyami reluctantly needed to pull away for a bit to breathe. But still, no words could describe the sheer joy and euphoria Miyami felt. For the first time in pretty much ever, she was happy, content, relaxed. Seeing as she was still unable to speak, Miyami decided to let her hands do all the talking for her. Once again, she moved her hands around, communicating to Angel.

Wow. That was beyond amazing. It was divine! I'm simply breathless right now!

Smiling, Miyami then reached her hands out to Angel, pulling her in close for a hug. She felt so warm, so soft. It was the first time in a long time that Miyami felt at peace. That she felt safe. Miyami honestly wanted to cry. With how much pain she had endured for so long, with how much she had suffered, it felt good to finally have something so wonderful and amazing happen to her. Someone so wonderful and amazing. She just wanted to hold on to Angel for as long as she could, and never let go.

Now that the two were very close together, Angel could probably notice the marks on Miyami's neck from when the skeleton was being choked and the damage it got being passed to her. If Angel mentioned anything about it, Miyami would smile reassuringly upon moving her hands again.

Don't worry about it. It's my fault for not being able to tell you. Hurting my summon hurts me as well, and vice versa. But please don't worry about it. I've had to endure far worse. That small bit of pain is nothing compared to the sheer joy I feel for the first time in a long time.

Thank you, my hero! For saving me, , for reminding me of how joy feels like, and for my first kiss.

And then Miyami would try to reach for Angel once again. With how happy she was, Miyami felt a bit braver. It was her turn to move in and express her feelings. So she did just that, moving in close to kiss Angel again. Though being blind still, Miyami would most likely miss, hitting Angel's cheek, forehead, or nose instead. It would be up to the winged girl to correct her aim.

Wow, I just... I don't even know what to think. This is all just so fast, so crazy, and so... right! I'll give anything to let this night never end!