Tonight…

This specific night…

Why is it telling me that it is not like every night?
The moon is the same, the sky is the same, the silent whistling of the wind is the same, everything is just….exactly as every other night…

…so why?

Those thoughts were the ones that filled the head of a child…

A demon child, the son of a damned one, a fallen angel…whatever humans called them.

The small form that was standing on the top of an house’s roof woke up from his small slumber; his eyes fluttering open to receive the small amount of light the moon give. His still-small black wings stretch into the night sky, preparing them for the small flight that was to come. The long appendage that was his tails, slowly move from its original curled positions and swing from left and right with his sun-colored iris watching the surrounding, as if knowing something would happen in the next few seconds…

And as expected, something did...

The sudden noises that come from one house alerted the young demon., who suddenly hides on the other side of the rooftop he was standing on. Even if he knew well that no humans could see him…he was an extremely cautious demon child…

The small winged creature lift his head a little to have a glimpse of what caused the loud noises. A brown-haired young man was running down the streets…apparently fleeing from something, as if his life depended on it…

But what caught the child’s the most was that this young man was carrying a small little things…a fragile body…a human being.

Getting curious over why a human would carry another…the black creature follow the human very discretely…jumping from roof to roof while being completely silent in his movements. Crawled on his four members, he stopped at 10 meters away from the young man…Who decided to stop at a inn. Apparently the young human he was carrying was getting exhausted thought the demon didn’t quite understand why since the small little things was being carried…thus it wasn’t doing any exercise…

After the man entered the inn and got a room, the demon followed from outside the building, using his keen senses to see through everything that stand between him and the young thing the human was carrying. Climbing the walls that lead to the only lightened room, He peeks through the window, not knowing why he was being so curious…but something inside him tell him to do so…

The human child has been lain down on a bed, but with the entire sheet removed, much to the demon child’s confusions…

Apparently the other older human went to another room, searching frantically for something. The creature take that as a chance to go see this human being closer…knowing well that the child was asleep…thus meaning no harm. He opened the window very slowly. Letting the grinding it emits dissolve into thin air before pulling it again. He crossed the window one leg after the other and landed soundlessly on the wooden floor.

The atmosphere was completely silent; the only sound that could be heard was the small scratching of the demon’s clawed feet on the floor. His weight wasn’t even enough to make the wooden floor crack…

One step after the other, he brings himself closer to the small human, apparently sleeping, on the large bed. When the curtains of the closest window flap with the wind, it let the moonlight shine in the room. The damned one took now notice of something…

The being sleeping on the bed was an approximately 7 years old female child. Her hairs were of an autumn’s orange…a color never seen by the winged creature before…and it was at shoulder’s length. Her pale skin took a more reddish color when his eyes landed on her cheeks. Apparently this kid was feverish…

But what the creature took the most notice of was…

…that he never seen something as beautiful before in his life…

His face got closer to the girl, being careful to not let his arms support his weight on the bed, only using his waist to bend forward her sleeping figure. The demon was at merely one centimeter away from her face, feeling his owns breathing and the girl’s mixing together. She had an intoxicating aroma, a scent that he couldn’t really name at the moment…

What was such a magnificent creature doing lying on a bed and sick? Why did a mere human carried it here?

Sun-yellow and deep grey met when the small child opened her eyes. Her gazes was empty…apparently still dizzy by the fever she had at the moment.

“…huh...”

“Brother?”
The child demon panicked and immediately run to fly off the still open window. As he did so, the other human who had been carrying the girl entered the room with a wet towel and a bowl of cold water in his hands. He was surprised to see the small girl awake.

“Orihime? You are awake?”

He paused an instant, waiting for the girl’s answer but received none. She was merely looking at the open window with confusions.

“Is something the matter?”

Her head moved a little to look at her brother.

“Who was the other kid who entered my room? He had such sad eyes…”

The young man looks at her quite quizzically

“Another kid? The fever must have gotten to you orihime…”

The girl look down looking a little disappointed.

“You must rest sister…everything will be fine tomorrow.”

The child merely nods and lies down. Being quite sure the fever had nothing to do with it.


Outside the building, the small being was flying at full speed, trying to get as far away as he could from the beauty that almost got him in trouble. Endless question ran through his mind…

But one major remained…

How had she been able to see me???