Are they friends? Or more than that.... "This is so boring, there is absolutely nothing to do," thought Arine as she strolled along the sidewalk of the quiet little town she lived in. She usually helped people in one of the many street shops or read from her extensive collection of books at home, but today no one seemed to need any help, and the bookstore was closed. She aimlessly walked along not really knowing where she was going, to engrossed in her own thoughts to really care. She slowly made here way out of the seaside village and into the surrounding woods. "What to do?" she thought, she never really was interested in boys, the bookstore was closed and she was out of new things to read. Not only that but her parents where gone for a week, she really never knew why, but she was used to being on her own anyway. She slowly came to a stop and became aware of the fact she had no clue where she was. "Damn it, now where am I." She looked around and saw a tree she could climb. "If I could climb that I can see where I am." Climbing trees wasn't a new venture for Arine; she had climbed hundreds when she was younger. However, she was glad that no one was underneath her for the soul purpose she was wearing a skirt. She got to the top and got the idea of where east was, her little town a blur from the suns heat beating off of the roofs. Suddenly something caught her eye. Straight up from here a purple blur appeared from nowhere, "What in the world is..." A shape falling towards her yelling "shiiiiiiit" cut her off. The next thing Arine knew was is that she was on the ground, the wind knocked out of her, and something heavy laying on top of her. She wiggled out and looked down, it was a girl. She had beautiful Brunette colored hair, not only her hair was beautiful, but so was she. "Aaaaammm," mumbled Arine as she turned away, catching herself looking at the girl's breast for some reason. Suddenly the girl started to move slightly, she sat up and opened her eyes and looked around for a second. She looked up at Arine and got a surprised look on her face, at the same time locks of her hair fell back exposing her strongly pointed ears. Both girls screamed simultaneously and ran away; not realizing the other was running away. "What! A demon, ho...How did she get here, how did this happen." She looked around the tree slightly to see the other girl looking at her duck suddenly; Arine realized she was afraid of her. "But why would she be afraid of me, I should be afraid of her." Arine slowly stepped out from behind the tree, "Who are you?" she quietly said, careful not to sound mean. No answer, so she said a little louder "Who are you?" "Who are you to ask for my name, Angel," said the girl with an element of arrogance and fright. "Are you afraid of me?" asked Arine. "What! Of curse I'm not afraid of a stupid Angel" she said, still with that element of fright. "Haha," giggled Arine, "than why are you still hiding behind that tree?" The girl stepped out from behind the tree with a determined look on her face. She reminded Arine of a kind of little sister person, someone who is shy and flighty but tries to hid it. She seemed to have a good bit of energy in her though. Arine grinned. "What's so funny, Angel?" "Angel, Angel, I have a name you know." "So, I don't know it, so to me your "Angel," nothing more, nothing less." "Good point," she said, "My names Arine." "So, why should I care Arine?" "What's wrong with you, why are you so snotty, or is it just me?" "What kind of stupid question is that, you're an angel and I'm a demon, where not supposed to be friends." "Says who?" said Arine. "I...I don't know, well I guess you're right, I don't see why we can't be friends, that is if you help me find my way back, but I warn you, any funny business and you'll see the kind of power an demon has. Anyhow my names Mia" They started slowly walking down the path. Arine told Mia about the little village where they where going, what she did most of the day, and some of her history. Mia seemed real evasive about her past. As they where walking along, all of the sudden the ground cracked in a weak part of the path. With a deep "crack" sound Mia fell in, managing to grab a root as she fell. Arine grabbed her arm and pulled yelling, "Don't let go!" "Does it look like I plan on it!" was Mia's reply. With one strong tug from both of them they both flew out of the hole. They landed with Mia on top. They both sat there panting for a few seconds before they seemed to realize that Mia's leg was in between Arine's, and their breast where mashing together. They looked at each other blushing, their faces not but five inches away. Mia stood up and quickly said thanks. Arine got up shortly afterwards and asked Mia if she was okay, a nod was all she got in return. They slowly continued down the path, not saying much after falling on each other like that. Just before they got to the outskirts of town Arine stopped. "Okay, we need to find some why to get you to my house without your ears showing. I know." She took off her skirt tie and loosely rapped it around Mia's head, covering her ears, making it look like a hood. Her skirt threatened to fall off now she was sure she could make it home, and the cover looked completely natural. "This is kind of stupid, I feel like a fool," said Mia. "Oh stop complaining, you look cute." "Ok, now if anyone asks, you're my friend Amy from the next town alright?" "Got ya." They walked in as casually as possible, sticking to the alleys as not to attract attention. They got about halfway to Arine's house when they where stopped by the book store owner, "Arine, where have you been, I thought you where going to stop by latter." "I was, but I got a little sidetracked, sorry." "That's ok, so who's your friend here." "Oh, this is Amy, she's a friend from the city to the north." "Another city, I didn't know you had friends outside of town." "Well what do you expect; to know everything about my personal life?" "I guess not, well see you latter." "Bye." "Phew, that was kind of close, that was the bookstore owner, a nice guy, but a little nosey from time to time." "A little my foot," snickered Mia. Soon they finally made it to Arine's house, a little white stone building with a wood roof, about a hundred yards from the beach. As they walked around inside Mia stopped. "Kind of quaint for an angel but nice none the less." "What, do you think, we all live in extravagant castles. Ha, not all of us angels are so lucky as to be born with servants willing to scrub our feet an our very whim." "I'm sorry, I don't know much about this world." "Don't apologize. It's to be expected for a demon not to know much about angel's worlds, and I shouldn't have snapped back at you like that. I guess I'm a little tired. Now you make yourself at home, get something to eat or something like that. I'll be upstairs trying to figure out how you got here." "Thanks, say do you have a place where I can take a bath." "Yes, just down that hall there." Arine went upstairs to consult any books she had on magic or spells, more specifically teleportation type spells. Meanwhile Mia got into the bath to cool down and contemplate her situation, mainly the fall she had on top of Arine. At this point Mia was beginning to think of another possibility of why that felt good, "What is wrong with me? For some reason I'm attracted to her, but why? I still can't figure out why landing on her didn't feel as wrong as it should have." Arine was looking up in her books to intently to think about anything other than what she was reading, "I don't get it, I've never heard of a spell like that one. I never did tell her that teleportation, or at least the ones angels sometimes use, can't move living things. If it had been anything like ours he would have been diced into cubes of condensed matter. Normally angels would use magic to reassemble inanimate objects but living things die when this process occurs. Hmm, I just don't get it. I could ask someone who is skilled in magic, but who, and not only that but if I asked them they would want to know why and I would have to introduce Mia. People skilled in magic would sense she was a demon." "You know, you really shouldn't talk to yourself like that, it's not a good sign." "Sign of what, dare I ask?" said Arine, still not turning away from the book in front of her. "So besides what you said out loud, what did you find out?" Mia said leaning over Arine's chair to see the book she was reading. "A... I...found..." Arine stuttered, distracted by Mia's boobs pushing up against her back, "I really haven't found anything yet, I need some more time." "That's ok, you said your parents where out of town for a week or so. I might just stay for a while." "Wait a second, you can't just..." she stopped herself before she said what she meant to, knowing it was impossible for the demon to stay elsewhere. "You feel it to, don't you? That feeling I've had since we meet, you've got it too." "Yes, I know exactly what you're talking about. That feeling of foreboding, that something terrible is going to happen. I don't know why but when you're around that feeling seems to lessen, but I only got it once I met you in the first place, I think we need to be very careful from now on." Mia was sure of it now, what she felt deep in her gut was a bad feeling. A feeling of what could happen, and that something soon must be avoided, what it was though she had no idea. "Well to get off that depressing subject, where am I going to sleep." "I don't know, I think I should show you the house then you can decide for yourself." Arine showed Mia around the house, each room. Finally they came to one that when Mia stepped into she stopped for a second, looking around with a puzzled look on her face. "This room feels different from the rest, very different, but in a good way. It feels like its been lived in more than the rest of the house. Its got a nice feeling to it, I think I will sleep in here if you don't mind, look there's even a bed all ready for me." said Mia with a grin on her face. "Odd that you should pick my room, I'll get my cot and sleep on it. Since you're the guest you should get the bed." bluntly put Arine. "This is your room! Well that explains a lot, but that's okay I'll sleep on the cot." "Are you sure, that cot sleeps like a rock." "That's okay I need a firm bed anyhow," retorted Mia. "It's starting to get dark anyways, I'll go get our stuff," said Arine, letting Mia have her way. Arine got into the closet across the hall and pulled out the cot, setting it up in the middle of the room. After putting a blanket and pillow on it she went to the drawer. Mia examined the cot and sat on it. "Well this is a terrible bed, and Arine was going to sleep here instead of on her bed. How nice of her to do that for me." "So Arine why are your parents always gone." "Well to tell you the truth, I never really know why. They're both very skilled in magic and are hired for help, usually construction or things like that. Not only that but I usually don't know when they're going to be back, but don't worry I know it won't be any time soon." "So you're parents are magic users huh. Do you know any spells?" "Yes, a few. I can heal small wounds. Move anything but magi cite as long as it's not heaver than my body, and I can use some weak wind attack spells. The healing spells and movement spells I learned on my own, but the attack spells where taught to me incase I ever needed to defend myself. In these peaceful times I don't think I'll ever need them though," explained Arine. "Wow! You'll have to show me what you can do tomorrow. I'm curious how magic works since demons can't use it. The only ability that I know we have over you Angel's is that we can take more pain and we are physically stronger." "Well, anyway here is your night shirt, its clean," Arine said as she handed over the shirt to Mia. "Its clean huh, I don't really care unless it's caked in mud. It's not like I have to eat off of it, you know what I mean." Arine got out of her shirt exposing her breast but facing away from Mia. Once she got hers on, Mia changed into hers, not bothering to turn away, curious to see if Arine would look. She did. "Now you owe me." Mia stated. Arine blushed heavily as she realized Mia had seen her staring. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean--," she was cut of by Mia shaking her head. "Don't think anything of it Arine," said Mia. They both lay down, waiting for sleep to embrace them into its comforting grip. Arine fell asleep facing Mia with a peaceful look on her face. Mia just watched her for several long minutes, admiring the carefree life she led, and thinking how lucky she was to meet this wonderful woman. Sleep soon engulfed her. Mia's dreams where troubled that night. "Haha," laughed a hideous voice, "Tod zur Lesbierin," it growled. Mia recognized the voice, "When will you leave me to my own life, Father!" she shouted back at the large dark figure in front of her. "Hahaha," he laughed again. Mia was standing alone on a dried charred plain; the sky was red and heavy with smoke, making it hard to breath. The figure raised its hand above its head, a fireball about the size of a basketball forming at his fingertips. He menacingly pointed the fire at Mia and yelled "Feur frei!!!" The fireball shot out of his hand with devastating speed. Mia was frozen with fear, but suddenly another figure stepped in front of her. "Watch out Mia!" yelled a familiar voice; it was Arine. She moved her hands in a complicated but graceful way then put one out towards the approaching attack, palm open. "Winden Sie Blatt," she yelled, a powerful gust of wind shot from her outstretched hand. The gale hit the fireball about 50 feet away and stopped it dead in its tracks. At first it seemed Arine would be able to hold off the attack but the fireball once again started to gain distance. As it got about 20 feet away Arine screamed, then yelled, "Mia he is to strong, run, get out of here." What can she do, here was her best friend trying to hold off her father, one of the most powerful demons known. Just as the fireball got to Arine, Mia woke up and sat up in her bed gasping for breath in a cold sweat. "What was that? I've never had a dream like that before." After a second she caught a shiver, it was freezing. She looked around to see if Arine was still in her bed, sighing in relief when she saw that Arine was sleeping safe and sound. Mia tried to go back to sleep, but was still in shock from the vivid dream. "Could that have been foresight, I hope not. It could be connected to the feeling I've had lately, but why would my father come after me after he went through all the trouble of sending me here in the first place." It was hopeless she couldn't fall asleep feeling alone and scared like she was now. She looked over at Arine again. She got up and walked over to her. "I don't want you to get involved with my problems, but I don't want to leave either," she quietly said. She noticed that there was a good two feet of free space on the bed, then looked back an Arine. "I don't think you would mind, would you?" She softly sat on the bed and slowly slipped under the covers, careful not to disturb Arine. Snuggling up to the angel she felt somehow relived from her troubles. Like she could just lay there and forget everything bad. "Is this the "air of tranquility" that is said to follow angels around, or is it just the affect Arine has one me?" Mia wondered as she once again fell into a deep sleep, this time without the troubles of nightmares. End of Chapter 1 ____________________Authors notes Feur frei is German for "open fire" or "fire freely." Tod zur Lesbierin is German for "death to the lesbian." "Winden Sie Blatt" is German for "Wind Blade." The "Air of Tranquility" that Mia speaks about it the popular belief (in her world) that a troubled mind can be calmed by the known presence of a nearby angel. The reason I used German is because it's the only language I can halfway understand, also my language translator helps.
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