He was, Keigo reflected, getting better at spotting the angels. It was something
\n in the way they held themselves, apart from any mortal excitement around
\n them. At a place as excited as the courts hosting Nationals, they stood out.
\n The one that seemed to have caught Kantoku’s attention today, though, was
\n a bit different from the usual run.<\/p>\n
For one thing, he wasn’t making Kantoku’s shoulders fall in the especially
\n straight line that meant their coach didn’t get along with him. That was
\n unprecedented, to date.<\/p>\n
For another, he looked different. Tall and solid and dark, instead of slim
\n and fair. All of this made Keigo curious, so when their coach turned aside
\n toward the new angel, Keigo waved the rest of the team on and followed. Sakaki-san
\n didn’t send him back, and that was as good as permission. Still, Keigo decided
\n it would be tactful to stay unobtrusive. He picked one of the trees lining
\n the walk to lean against while he watched.<\/p>\n
Sakaki-san stopped arm’s length away from the, really, very tall angel and
\n bowed, expressionless. "Uriel-sama."<\/p>\n
Keigo blinked. He’d never heard Sakaki-san offer that kind of respect to anyone.<\/p>\n
"Israfel," Uriel said, softly. "It’s good to see you again."<\/p>\n
Sakaki-san gave him an extremely level look, the kind of look he gave a Regular
\n who had just lost inexcusably. It didn’t exactly match with the way he’d
\n greeted this angel, and Keigo started a mental list of questions to ask his
\n mentor later; he could usually get answers if he picked the right time. Uriel,
\n though didn’t seem too taken aback by the expression, and only sighed.<\/p>\n
"Arariel had a few things to say to me about my absence, and those injured
\n by it. She mentioned you."<\/p>\n
Sakaki-san sniffed. "Did she mention herself? I won’t say I was pleased
\n to have the majority of my power sealed, but it was better to come to Assiah
\n and work than to stay in Heaven and deal with the likes of Sevothtarte."
\n There was little variation in his deep, even voice, but Keigo watched his
\n eyes and they were narrower than usual. "Humans and angels should not
\n be apart. We were created for each other. I had, at least, the satisfaction
\n of saying so to those who had forgotten their purpose."<\/p>\n
Uriel moved a step closer, looking down at Sakaki-san soberly. "You have
\n a right to your anger with them; and with me as well. But you don’t regret
\n your exile, then?"<\/p>\n
Sakaki lifted one brow. "I occasionally regretted the company; I was initially
\n directed to Aziraphale while I acquainted myself with the mortal world. But
\n no. I have not regretted my time here."<\/p>\n
Uriel turned his eyes on Keigo, and Keigo was startled at how close he came
\n to drowning in them. Dark eyes that didn’t challenge the way Raphael’s or
\n Michael’s did, or mock the way Mad Hatter’s did. Perhaps he didn’t have to
\n ask why Sakaki-san respected this stern, quiet person. <\/p>\n
"From the binding between you and this young man, it seems you’re thinking
\n of returning soon?" Uriel asked, not looking away from Keigo.<\/p>\n
"I am." <\/p>\n
Keigo didn’t have to be looking to tell that Sakaki-san had slow, hot fire
\n behind his eyes now. It was the way he got when something he wanted was in
\n sight.<\/p>\n
Uriel seemed to hear it too, or heard something that made his lips quirk. "Well,
\n then." He turned back to Sakaki-san. "It won’t do for you to return
\n with less than all your power." He spread one long hand against Sakaki-san’s
\n chest, and wings unfolded behind him, the color of last year’s leaves. Keigo
\n found his fingers itching to run though that rich darkness; bad manners,
\n he reminded himself.<\/p>\n
Sakaki-san’s eyes widened and his breath stopped as something crackled around
\n him, something Keigo thought he might have seen had he looked just from the
\n corner of his eye. When Sakaki-san’s wings spread in answer, Keigo saw the
\n something far more clearly. It wrapped around the angel who had taught him
\n music and tennis and excellence, like heat haze that had coaxed a rainbow
\n down to play with it.<\/p>\n
"If you return to our order," Uriel said, as Keigo blinked away formless
\n after images, "return as yourself, Israfel." He folded his wings
\n and nodded a farewell that encompassed Keigo.<\/p>\n
"Uriel-sama," Sakaki-san called. When Uriel paused and looked back,
\n he bowed deeply. "Thank you."<\/p>\n
Uriel smiled.<\/p>\n
"So," Keigo mused as he followed his coach back toward their team,
\n "you aren’t actually a Principality."<\/p>\n
"Not any more." <\/p>\n
Keigo didn’t think it was his imagination that Kantoku sounded smug.<\/p>\n
"What is your Order, then?" he asked, when it was clear the answer
\n wasn’t going to be volunteered.<\/p>\n
"The Dominions."<\/p>\n
Keigo recalled what his research had had to say about this, and smiled. "Those
\n who judge and order. I suppose I might have guessed."<\/p>\n
Kantoku slanted a glance at him. "You have something to say, Atobe-kun?"<\/p>\n
"Not at all," Keigo replied, airily.<\/p>\n
The future, he decided, was looking better all the time.<\/p>\n
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