Parts of this fanfic are inspired by the song Angel(Into Your World) by EXO. You can listen to the Korean ver here: watch?v=0bewParlnTQ Mandarin ver here: watch?v=xdtfTcyKLvk (both on Youtube and are english subbed)

A pain shot through Yukari's head. Earthquake? No. A stack of textbooks hitting her head? Yes. She looked up from her lunchtime nap. Of course, the whole class had decided to partake in the merriment of the daily beatings of Yuzuki Yukari. For as long as she could remember the purple haired seventeen year old had been bullied by every class she stepped into. It didn't bother her one bit though. Hell it would take another five hundred stacks of textbooks to be dropped on her head for her to even think about telling a teacher.

"Have a nice nap ass face?" The textbook dropper asked.

"Not really. Falling asleep on a desk isn't really the comfiest of places to nap." Yukari monotonously replied.

"Are you trying to be smart with us?" The bully's sister snapped.

"No. Not at all." She replied taking the current book she was reading out of her school bag.

The sister smashed Yukari's fingers with another text book. She flinched a bit.

"Awww did my little Rinnie sister hurt your little fingies?" The bully replied.

"Not really, Len." She observed her pulsing, red fingers.

Len hit the back of her head with a book. "Get your head in a book! Didn't you use to always say that?"

"I suppose so." And with that Yukari went silent and took shelter in the thrilling pages of her novel.

"Class settle down." The teacher said, stepping back into the room at the bell.

Yukari walked home alone as usual. "I'm home." She called into her empty one bedroom apartment. Of course there was no reply. Her parents had been killed in a car crash when she was ten, and she had lived with relatives until she was sixteen. That was when Yukari decided to use a small chunk of the huge sum of cash her parents had left behind to herself to buy a small apartment. All she really wanted was to be alone. Life wasn't hard for the orphan though. She worked part time at a nearby motel as a maid, her inheritance was everything but shrinking, and to top it all off she had acquired the top notch brain of her parents. Yukari had even planned out the rest of her life. She knew she could easily find a successful job once she graduated from college, and from there she could make it with a good income, and most likely would no longer need to rely on her parent's money. But of course like anyone else, Yukari was far from perfect.

The small green alarm clock by Yukari's bed once again beeped, signaling a new day. At attention, the groggy girl got out of bed, changed, washed up and was out the door. She had learned to be very responsible. She swung her black school bag back and forth, listening to the swish of her blue, pleated school skirt. She arrived at school a little earlier then all the other students, who took the same amount of time to get out of bed as Yukari did to get out the door. The school bell rang and the students took their seats. Then, something out of her normal routine caught the business like student's eye. A pink haired boy her age, whom she had never seen, stepped into the room led by the teacher. He was wearing the school's male uniform: a white button up shirt with the school's seal patched onto the left sleeve and dark blue pants.

"Class, this is our new student, Yuma. Please treat him well."

The young boy bowed. "Hello it's nice to meet all of you."

"Why don't you sit at this desk?" The teacher motioned to the empty desk in the front row of the class room, right in front of the teacher's desk. A small murmur of student's filled the air about the new student.

Yukari observed the newcomer from her end of the third row desk, by the window of course. She observed him until lunch, and found him to be very hardworking and attentive, he listened to everything the teacher said, as if hearing a human voice for the first time. When lunch came Yukari ate it silently at her desk as usual, and quickly saw the rest of the class lose interest and Yuma and begin their regularly scheduled Yukari lunchtime bully sessions.

"Is this your stupid essay?" Len asked yanking the small stack of pages from Yukari's desk.

Yukari ignored them as usual and continued reading her book, acting uninterested, and unaware that Yuma was staring at her intently.

Len raised the stack to his mouth and licked her essay all over.

"Ohhhhhh." The crowd gasped and laughed.

"What ya gonna do now piggie tails?" Len smirked, slamming the moist stack back onto her desk.

Yukari let out a small sigh of disapproval and rolled her eyes in disgust. Yuma rose from his seat.

"Ignoring me again Yuzuki?" He huffed, grabbing the back of her head.

She winced as he pulled on her hair, Yuma began to approach the crowd. Len pulled the girl from her seat by her hair. "I've had it up to here with your monotone. Every since junior high! But today. Oh ho today you're going to pay."

"Let her have it! Make that bitch's blood gush!" The crowd of classmates cheered.

Len looked around, "Oh you like that don't you?" The crowd roared in reply. Len looked into Yukari's eyes, who were trying their best to hold back tears. "Why don't you call for your mommy? Oh yeah shes dead!" Len threw the girl to the ground, but before she reached the cold floor, she found herself wrapped in someones arms. His sweet scent filled her nose.

"Leave her alone!" It was Yuma. Yukari looked up, simply believing it was a dream and she would wake up with another textbook to the head.

"And what gives you the right to interfere newbie?" Rin huffed, crossing her arms.

"Well what gives you to hurt this girl?" He replied helping Yukari up.

"Listen boy, you probably don't know who I am so I'm going to leave you with a warning. Don't you dare mess with me or-"

"Enough." Yukari snapped. Not wanting poor, new, Yuma to be her vicious class's next victim. She picked up her lunch and dragged Yuma, by the arm, out of the classroom. "Come on, let's eat outside."

"Don't think you're off the hook Yuzuki!" She heard a shocked Len yell out as she slid the door shut.

The two took shelter on a nice quiet place outside, which had been a grassy hill, under the shade of a tree.

"So tell me, why did you help me?" Yukari began.

"They were hurting you for no reason. It was unjust."

"The world is unjust."

"Well it shouldn't."

"Well, I'd like to thank you for that courageous act. Nobody has ever stood up for me." Yukari smiled.

Yuma smiled back, "Do they bully you everyday?"

"All the time, everyday. Ever since elementary school really."

"I'll protect you."

"I don't need to be protected."

"Well then let me be your friend."

"Thats perfectly fine with me."

Yuma turned to Yukari. "What is your name?"

"Oh it's Yuzuki Yukari. And it's Yuma right?"

"Yeah. It's nice to meet you Yuzuki."

"Please call me Yukari."

"Nice to meet you Yukari."

"So where are you from?" Yukari asked glancing at the sky.

"Oh I can't tell you that."

"Huh why?" Yukari turned to Yuma.

"It's a secret."

"Ummm okay...I respect that. As long as you're not some on the run serial killer."

Yuma chuckled. "I promise I'm not a serial killer."

"Criminal record? Escaped convict?"

"None of that."

"Good. I can't be friends with serial killers." Yukari replied nibbling on her sandwich.

Yuma was staring at the sandwich with a immense stare.

"Umm want the other half? You didn't bring lunch." Yukari asked holding out her other half.

"Thank you." He replied taking the sandwich. He was tilting it up and down, obesrving it.

"Yuma,it's just a sandwich. You look like a lost child."

Yuma took a bite. "Interesting..."

"What you've never had a sandwich?"

"No! I've had plenty of these sandwiches." He replied, saying sandwich as if it were a foreign word.

"Don't tell me they don't have sandwiches in Heaven." Yukari joked.

"What? H-how did you...I don't remember you being a..." Yuma stuttered.

"Calm down," Yukari sighed, "it was just a joke."

"Oh yes a joke."

Yukari narrowed her eyes, there was definitely something unusual about him. But at the same time, something, angelic Yukari guessed.

"Why don't you come to my house after school? We can walk there together."

"Really?" Yuma said excitedly, swallowing the rest of his sandwich. "I-I'd love that!"

"Okay first calm down!"

"Sorry!"

Yukari unlocked the door to her apartment. Yuma was jumping up and down. It would be the first time he would see a real life human's house.

"Ta da." Yukari said swinging open her door. "Yeah I know it's not much, but it's nice."

Yuma stepped into the apartment and glanced around. "Amazing..."

"Hey, hey shoes."

"Oh sorry." Yuma said quickly removing them. "So where is your mother and her spouse?"

"You mean my parents?"

"Yes, your parents." Yuma repeated as he had been taught before he had been sent to Earth. Everyone had parents.

"Don't have em."

"But thats impossible. Everyone has parents!" Yuma said shocked, believing she was actually some evil demon. He was about to bust open his wings and get the hell out of there when Yukari replied.

"They died when I was ten."

"Oh...I'm sorry."

"Doesn't matter. Do you have parents?"

"No."

"See? Thats one thing we have in common."

They decided to start on their homework, and it was then that Yukari discovered that this man was a genius.

"Wow..." she gasped, "you can figure out the last digit of pi but you can't eat a sandwich." Yukari teased.

"Well it's not that hard."

"You're almost as smart as me. Almost." The purple hair girl grinned.

Yuma stepped into his apartment in a complex just a few blocks away from Yukari. Upon entering he noticed a colorful girl sitting at the table in his living room.

"Well aren't you home late." She said turning around to face the boy. She had long blonde hair, and a part of her bangs were dyed pink, yellow, and blue. On top of her head she wore a sparkling gold crown.

"Lady Ga-Galaco!" Yuma said shocked. He scanned the red eyed girl's outfit. "What are you doing here, and what are you wearing?"

"What. It took me a while to piece together this hip outfit." She was wearing a metallic black and pink dress with matching boots and a shiny silver jacket.

"Well you do look good in it."

"Thank you Yuma. Anyway I'm here to check up on you after your first day. How was it?"

"Pretty good I guess. I'm sorry I was late, I was at this girl's house."

"A girl?"

"Yeah, her name is Yuzuki Yukari. She is very nice."

Galaco smiled and nodded her head. "Good good. But remember don't get too close to humans. Gain their trust but don't build strong relationships with them. It will leave them crushed when you mysteriously disappear without a trace when your job is done."

"I know Miss. Galaco."

"We can't have another angel fail. You're needed in Heaven after this job is done."

Yuma was an angel, sent down to Earth from Heaven to collect information about humans so they could better understand them. There had only been one angel before him, and he had failed after becoming too close to a human.

"It is best to spend only the rest of the school year gathering information. I fear any longer and the people will wonder why you do not age. After this school year we will move you somewhere far away to gather more information. How about America? America sounds nice..."

Yuma didn't think much of it. Since he had eternal life he knew for a while he would be moving from place to place, collecting information. He was the only angel doing this. Even just sending one angel to Earth was extremely dangerous.

"I'll be back in a few days to see how you're doing. Don't screw this up." Galaco pointed a finger at Yuma. Then with a flash of light, and an explosion of wings, Galaco was gone.

I've had this idea in my head for a while now, but I had no idea which Vocaloids to use or how to make this not sound like some cliche shoujo Boys Over Flowers manga/ Asian drama. I'm pretty sure everything clicked once I heard Angel. I was just like "THATS IT!" So now I'm really happy. ^^ Please review/critique. I'm always open to suggestions to improve my writing.