A long time ago, Angels And Demons were at war.... It went on for a millennium, before the treaty was made....... In the present day, the longstanding tradition of sending messages between the realms has fallen upon one angel and one demon each. However.... The demons want to start a war again, so they hatch a plot to kidnap the messenger, holding her in a secret, high-security cell... But what happens when the Hell's jail warden, who is in charge of her, starts to fall in love with her...?

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Name: Yuuki Takeutchi
Age: Looks 18, age unknown.
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[IMGRIGHT]http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z165/miss-steph-tn7/VampireAnimeBoy.jpg[/IMGRIGHT]○Damien Rathborn

○ Over 200 Years Old; Looks 19

((YAY! Ok, who's starting!?!?! OWO))

((You may start my sweet. Are we starting with the kidnap, before the kidnap or aftet it when shes already on lockdown??))

((How about with the kidnap? o3o))

Sitting on an iron chair, Damien had one leg propped up against the wall opposite him and the other flat footed on the floor. News was he was going to get a prisoner today. It was irregular that his lock down wing got prisoners, as Hell was prison enough, but every couple of years he would get one rebel. This one was different. And he was quite worried.

An Angel? he had thought when his boss had told him of the plan. A hell of a long time ago, there had been a war between Demons and Angels. Before he was even created, there had been a treaty formed. But now Lucifer was becoming agitated and bored, and he was trying all he could to start this war up again. The only problem lay in the whits and smarts of the Angels. They were not dropping their guard; they would not succumb to the Demon's threats and tricks or traps. It was impossible to break their barrier of goodness! "Blergh!" Damien winced to himself. "Who wants to be good?!" he asked to the air around him, and almost as if to reply to him, it swirled around him and thickened with blackness. "Yeah, I didnt think so!" he chuckled to himself and his new friend; the air.

A few hours earlier, a group of Demon's had taken off in the same direction as the single messenger from Hell. They were lay in wait for Heaven's messenger. They would capture her and bring her back here to be kept prisoner; and Damien had to look after her! "Why does it have to be me?! I hate Angels!" he hissed and stood up. Moving around the labyrinth style prison like he had a map on his hand, Damien imagined how difficult it would be for anyone or anything to escape this place. It was impossible to find your way out, or ever in for that matter. That was how it had been designed. Impossible to escape! He grinned menacingly and then returned to his steel chair to wait for his new prisoner. 'Any minute now' he thought and smiled.

Alex and Eric were both grinning like idiots, as they looked around the alley. Alex and Eric were special- they were twin demons... and they were ruthless. Alex was waiting up on the rooftop of the alley, while Eric, the messenger twin, waiting for the young, snowy haired messenger angel- Yuuki.

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As the young angel walked into the alley, she felt a sense of unease creep upon her. Why do I feel this way? The demons haven't attacked any messengers since the treaty was formed.... I'm probably just nervous....yeah, that's it! Nervous....

What she didn't know was that Alex was waiting with his crossbow, which had special darts in it that would make an angel fall asleep instantly.

"Eric-san, I'm here!" Yuuki said cheerfully, "I have a lot of letters today! What about you?" she asked, smiling brightly at him.

"I don't really have a lot...." Eric admitted, "Just one very important one that MUST get to your leader! It's from Lucifer!"

Yuuki shudder- the name Lucifer had always given her chills. "Oh really? Cool!"

As Yuuki walked towards Eric, she had no clue that Alex was lining up his shot.....

Eric nodded to his brother, and Alex shot the dart, which caused Yuuki to collapse, unconscious....

Eric grinned, as he and his twin tied her up, opened a portal, and dragged her to Hell.....

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"Damien-sama! Damien-sama! We have the angel!" the twins cried in unison, knocking on Damien's door.

Damien shot up from his chair and lunged for the door. "Shut up you idiots!" he shouted as he flung the door open and saw them both standing there practically jumping on the spot. "Christ, you need to calm down. Your like excited kids in a sweet shop! And you know how I feel about kids!" he grumbled and stepped aside so the twins could bring in the Angel. She was wrapped in a red, silk sheet and Damien could see the outline and shape of her wings.

When the twins pulled the sheet off, Damien had to fight with himself to look at her. Almost instantly, he felt a shiver run through his whole body. But not a shiver of hatred or anger; which is what he usually had when he thought of Angels. No, this was a different shiver. He felt, guilty. Not wanting the twins to see his mood change, he grumbled once more and then ordered them to leave. "Now, you did your job! Lucifer will be pleased, so leave! Now!" he shouted and watched as the twin fools ran out of the prison. They were amazing at what they did and Alex was a very skilled marks men, but that did not make them any less foolish.

Turning back to face the female Angel, Damien could not help but stare. She was, well, she was beautiful. Damien hated himself for saying it, but she was! Such beauty was not known in Hell. Bending down, Damien swept her up into his strong, masculine arms and carried her to a cell deep within the labyrinth. He carried the silk sheet with them for her while she was in the cell, and when he placed her down on the bed he wrapped it around her. Walking out, he locked the gate behind him and drew the last of the Angel trap onto the ceiling which would mean she could not escape even if she wanted to. It rendered all of her powers useless and also kept her sealed within.

Walking away, Damien had to fight the urge to turn around again. It was extremely strange for him to want to do anything involving an Angel, and he could not put his finger on what was wrong or different about this one. All he knew, was that it was hard to walk away from her and leave her there, cold, alone and unconscious.

It took a full 7 hours for the drug to wear off, and even when Yuuki came to, she felt dazed, confused....and....weak. Very weak. As her eyes fluttered open, all she could see was charcoal-grey stone. The walls were stone, the ceiling was stone, even the floor was stone. Stone, stone, stone, as far as she could see........ There were also some dark, unidentifiable stains on the floor and walls... Her back hurt, and she could feel something silky wrapped around her body, which, after a few minutes, she realized was a red silk sheet..... It was soft and comfortable, and almost lured her back to sleep....... until she saw the irons bars....

Her eyes widened as she suddenly woke up, bolting upright as she looked around frantically, a panicked scream tearing from her rosy pink lips as she ran to the bars. "OH MY GOSH HELP ME SOMEBODY HELP!!!!!!" she wailed, "I'M SO SCARED! I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING BAD!!!!! ALL I WAS DOING WAS DELIVERING THE MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIL!!!" she sobbed, collapsing to her knees.

Whimpering, she then realized that one of her spells could get her out of here, as a small smile appeared on her face.

Stepping back, she chanted the lines for a flamethrower spell, but the column of flame that was supposed to erupt from her hands never came.....

"What the hey?!?!! Where's the flames!?!?!?!" she exclaimed, as she snapped out her wings. "Grrr.... If I can't use magic, then I will bust the bars right off the freaking hinges!" she said, as she tried to flap her wings... once again, nothing happened.

"WHAT THE HECK?!?!? I can't fly......"

This, of course, made the angel panic.... again....

Collapsing to her knees, she started to cry......

Damien had spent almost 7 hours playing around with his sword [AS SEEN IN PICTURE], stabbing at the wall and then spinning his whole body so fast that his movement looked blurred, and stabbing it the other way as if to attack someone behind him. When he accidentally dented the steel chair, be frowned. "Ah come on! Where did you come from? Heck, a guy cant even play with his sword without some random chair jumping out to attack him!" he chucked to himself at the almost dirty expression which he hadn't meant to say.

When exactly 7 hours had passed, Damien heard movement from the cell at the other end of the hall. He grinned to himself and then sat back on his now broken chair. "Need a new chair now" he grumbled to himself. "This time I want a comfy one! One with cushions! You hear that Lucifer? I WANT CUSHIONS!" he shouted and then smiled once more. His own humor was all he had to keep himself from going crazy.

A few minutes passed and then the screaming started. Tingles ran up and down his body at the sound of the Angel in pain and fear. After a few more minutes, the screams subsided and he could hear the little Angel getting ready to cast a spell. When nothing happened, he chuckled to himself again.

"You wont be able to cast spells or fly little princess! Look at the marks above your head. Angel trap baby! Oh yeahh!" he smiled and then jumped to his feet and walked down to her cell. As he got there and looked down at her, Damien felt his whole body shake. She looked so helpless and the tears running down her face were tears of sheer terror. "Hey come on now, don't do that! You didnt do anything wrong, and they wont hurt you. Lucifer want to send a message to your God, that he wants to start a war" Damien said in a sympathetic, almost caring voice. He reached his hand through the bar and was about to touch her shoulder when he realized what he was doing and stopped. Pulling back his hand, he wondered why he had done that. She was in a trap, so there was no way she was manipulating his feelings at all. He was a Demon! A friggin' demon?! Why was he acting this way to his sworn enemy?

"I got you the sheet" he smiled weakly. "Thought you could use it" he added and then sat and crossed his legs and sat in front of the bars near the Angel. "So, you got a name?" he smiled and then nibbled his lip.

Yuuki reluctantly looked up at the ceiling at the mysterious male's words, and her jaw dropped when she saw that he was right. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I WANNA GO HOME!!!! I WANNA SLEEP IN MY BED I WANNA EAT NICE HOT FOOD I WANNA PET MY CAT AND WATCH TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she wailed, sobbing uncontrollably.

When the male demon came over, she looked up at him with her innocent, tear-streaked face, with the eyes of a kicked puppy. "A war...? I don''t like war....." she whimpered, reaching her hand out shyly to meet his.

As soon as she touched him, however, he jerked away, and she trembled even more. Nodding at the mention of the sheet, she blushed. "Yeah.... it....it was very comfy....thank you..." she said quietly, smiling at him.

At the mention of a name, she nodded, smiling weakly. "My name is Yuuki... it means little princess in Japanese.... what's yours?"

Damien listened to everything the Angel had to say and then smiled. "Can I let you in on a secret that nobody else knows? I dont like war either. I just guard the cells in the labyrinth. And if there was a war, I'd still be doing this exact same job!" he chuckled a little and then frowned.

"Little princess eh? Are you from Japan then Yuuki?" he asked and smiled. Reaching forward his hand, Damien held his breath. He had seen the reaction Yuuki had given when he ripped away his hand before and he wanted to make it right. "It's nice to formally meet you Yuuki" he smiled and then waved his hand around as if to gesture the beautiful young Angel to shake it.

Yuuki blinked slowly, moving over to him. "ReallY?" she asked, blushing a little.

At his question, she nodded, smiling brightly. "Yes, I am Japanese~ Born and raised in Tokyo, Japan!" she said cheerfully. Blinking twice when she saw his hand, she stared at it for a bit before smiling brightly, and shaking his hand. "It's nice to meet you~!"

Damien chuckled at Yuuki's reaction to the things he said. She was so happy! "You are way too cheerful and chirpy to be in a cell!" he chuckled. When Riley felt Yuuki's soft hand make contact with his, he shivered. Her skin was so warm compared to his frosty body temperature, and her whole body seemed to give off some kind of radiance or glow that seemed to be infectious. Damien had to fight with himself to stop from shivering. She was just so, pure! Everything about this girl was, in one way or another, perfect; and it made Damien feel like a better person. He had never killed anyone before, however shameful that might be considering his demonic blood. But that was the way Damien preferred things. The longer it took him to kill anyone, the more he managed to hold on a fragment of his humanity.

Thinking back to before he became a Demon, Damien smiled. "Do you remember your life before you were an Angel, princess?" he asked. Yes he knew her name was not actually princess, but she was so much like one that Damien could not resist using her real name meaning. Looking at Yuuki, Damien realized something about her face. Everything about her was pure white; her hair, her skin, even her clothes. But her eyes! They were a piercing red, so crimson that she almost matched the beautiful silk sheet Damien had wrapper her in.

Getting lost in Yuuki's eyes was impossible to resist, and before long, Damien knew he had been staring into them wonderingly for a few seconds too long. Trying to pull away his gaze was hard, but eventually he managed to look at her whole face rather than just her beautiful eyes. Something happened then that possibly changed the Demon forever. He blushed! Thinking about Yuuki and how pretty and sweet and happy she was, had made Damien blush! Was it even possible for Demon's to blush? To feel emotions? He had not though so, but maybe, just maybe, things were changing.

Yuuki had altered his world just a slight bit when she had been given to him to look after. It seemed as though the natural balance and order to things was suddenly different in ever such a small way. Though, however small, he knew they were different. He liked it! Giving Yuuki a brilliantly handsome smile, Damien shook her hand gently. "Yep, cant stand the idea of war! All those brothers and sisters and various others dying. I'm a waste of a demon, but I don't care! I hate it!" he smiled and then stopped shaking Yuuki's hand and just held it while he sat there. "I'm Damien by the way. And it is lovely to meet you too" he smiled once more and then hid the slight redness to his face with his black hair.

Yuuki blushed, smiling brightly at him. "Hey, if I'm not cheerful, I'll cry! Would you rather have a crying prisoner, or a cheerful one~?" she said cheerfully, smiling cutely.

At the mention of her past, and being called princess, Yuuki blushed a bright pink. "I do remember..." she said, smiling faintly as she closed her eyes. "I lived with my mother, since my parents were divorced... I also had a big brother, named Yuki, which means snow. He was born on Christmas.... My little sister's name was Chiyo, and that means eternal. My big brother was like the father I never had... He took care of me and my sister because my mom worked late as a nurse. I got sick very often, since I was born prematurely....and with a heart defect to boot. One day, my heart just gave out..... and that's how I got to Heaven."

As Damien looked into her eyes, she blushed even more, soon finding herself lost in his mysterious, ice-blue eyes.... It took a while, but she managed to look at his entire face, just in time to see him BLUSH!!! She never heard of a blushing demon! Actually...... demons were portrayed as heartless beasts in the history books she read.. not like the vibrant, funny, and cheerful soul that she was looking at....

When he smiled at her, her heart skipped a beat before melting completely. Nobody had ever made her feel this way... When she was alive, they called her a demon, devil-spawn, teasing her because of her crimson eyes, pale skin and snow-white hair.

" I know right? War is so terrible.... I can't believe that people would rather fight than talk... If they talked to each other, nobody would be killed," she said with a nod. "And it is an honor to meet you Damien.... maybe this won't be so bad after all," she said, squeezing his hand gently.

"Definitely keep being cheerful! I panic when women cry" he admitted shyly and then chuckled. The smile on Yuuki's face was beautiful. So beautiful that Damien found himself blushing yet again! This is seriously strange! he thought to himself when he realized that he had done it again. The feeling in his cheeks was warm and toasty, but nice.

Damien sat and listened carefully as Yuuki fantasized about her past and her family. She seemed to go into a peaceful place when she spoke of them, and Damien could tell that she loved them and missed them. Or at least that was what he thought he saw in her face. "Your family sounds very caring. I'm terribly sorry for what happened to you! It was too soon. You should still be playing with your little sister and laughing with your older brother" he smiled and then sighed.

"What were you expecting?" he asked when Yuuki said that it wouldn't be so bad.

Yuuki giggled, smiling brightly at him. "Really? My brother was the same way," she admitted, blushing a little when she saw him blush again.

"They were.... My big brother protected me from all the bullies that teased me because of my appearance..." she said, tearing up when she remembered what they did to her. "They used to torture me, calling me a demon, devil-spawn.....a monster...."

Sighing, she wiped away her tears, before putting on a brave smile. "But it's OK! They're gone now, and they won't hurt me anymore!"

Blushing, she shyly looked at him. "I...I was expecting to d-d-die......" she said, looking down at the ground.

"He sounds like me. I'd have done that for my little sister any day!" he smiled and then his gaze became a little distant as he started to think about his family and his life before he was a Demon.

"Why would anyone bully you?!" he said suddenly when her words really sank in through his trance. "And your damn right they wont hurt you again! I'd kill them if they even tried!" he grunted with an angered look on his face. Realizing that he probably looked more like a demon than he wanted to, Damien smoothed over his angry look and smiled at Yuuki. "Your beautiful" he smiled and then slammed his hand over his mouth as if he could slap away the words he didnt mean to speak. A furious red color tinged Damien's cheeks then and he had to look away from the pretty Angel so that she did not see how humiliated he was.

'Why'd I gotta let my mind run away with me!?' he thought to himself. "You wont die here Princess! I promise" he tried to change the subject and gave a coy smile.

Yuuki giggled, wishing she could giive him a big fat hug. "Well if I wasn't in here, I would give you a hug," she said, smiling brightly. The angel wasn't thinking about escaping, she simply LOVED hugs! "I like hugs! They make me feel all warm~ and fuzzy~~~!!!" (XDDDD SO CUTE!)

Looking down at the floor, she whimpered, looking up at him sadly. "Because of my appearance.....they thought I wasn't human.... They thought I was a demon or a vampire..... People would throw garlic cloves at me as I walked to school.... one kid tried to stake me once...." She looked away, closing her crimson eyes as she remembered all of the cruelty she faced.

When Damien said he would kill them, she blushed, looking up at him. "R....really~? You would do that.....?" she asked, cocking her head to the right.

When he called her beautiful, Yuuki blushed a bright shade of pink, as she looked away from him in embarrassment. "Th-th-thank you~ n-nobody's e-ever called me b-b-beautiful b-before~~" she admitted, smiling shyly at him.

"Ah~! Really?! Thank you Damien-sama~!" Yuuki said, smiling brightly, "I feel much better now~"