By:Thechiifactor

The death of an angel

Rating K+

AU: Major character death ahead so if you no like no read! kapesh!! O:!!

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Disclaimer:

Me: I own No Money.

Ayase: Wa? No you don't Chii Chan! Don't say such things you could get us all in trouble!

Me: I will say "I don't own it." If you break it off with Kanou. *does a crazy evil laugh.*

Ayase: But that's mean Chii Chan!

Kanou: The b**ch doesn't own anything.

Me: *Throws Kanou into a pond, because she is the author and can kick his ass anytime without

repercussions.*

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The Cold cool wind blew against his cheek's. It was around fall so the wind was a little gritty and

the ground was littered with the orange, yellow, red and crimson produce from the dead trees, that

overshadowed the land and went on has far as the eye could see.

speaking of trees, Ayase Yukiya leaned a little more near the stem of a large oak to be more comfy...Of course, he held the scratchy rope in his hands as a fierce reminder that this particular task would not be comfy. This scratchy rope had been prepared in advance..to be quite frank he had made it last night when everyone was asleep.

Ayase smile at the flowing wind and the pretty sun shining down on him, yet he still shivered from the wind factor. The gentle boy had very delicate skin so he got cold easily and he really didn't like the cold...

He stood on his tiptoes, which didn't help him balance much on the wooden kitchen stool he had carried a good 2 miles to get out here. Thought his efforts paid off as fragile bruised, yes bruised fingers slipped a very knot filled circle over an old oak branch.

He calculated and decided his feet where going to be about...a good foot off the ground. It was all so pleasant. It was so peasant In fact he couldn't help but hum a pleasant little song to go with this pleasant little occasion.

For a good year now Kanou had been snapped and so to his protests he had been sleeping on the basement floor. Accompanied only by harsh beatings and harsh words. rarely feed and only spoken to with the motto of,

"You are such a disgrace to look at."

But the most common one was,

"You are my object, my trivial being and not a real human never forget that Ayase."

It was no lie. His happiness could not be contained in his gleaming smile at how happy he was that

he would be freeing the world of such an awkward boy as himself. He would no longer be troubling Kanou with tears that shouldn't have been shed.

He would be dead and in death he would find solace. So he was so happy he spoke one soft line.

"Ah i wonder what Konou sans doing right now?"

With that he gulped in one last breath of cold real air and stared into the crimson red and yellow forest having one last happy thought as he closed his eyes to block out the light which he didn't deserve. Just one last greedy horrid thought as the boys pale eye lashes finished closing.

"I'm happy."

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2 days later Kanou found an angel tied to a tree with a bit of old harsh thick rope...He cried himself to sleep that night, clutching a feather which once belonged on the wings of a lively boy named Ayase.

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OK well there it is! I just wrote this spur of the moment so it's not that good but if you think i need some improvement i would love some constructive reviews!

^_^ peace people! Also my spell check was broken when i did this...sorry!

(BTW flames will be used to make smores.)