"So here I go to the eye of the storm

Just to feel your love

Knock me over

Here I go into our love storm."

- Lady Gaga, John Wayne

I don't even know what to feel about that – when he asked me what a date was, I couldn't help but blurt out the first thing that came out of my head – we were enjoying together. And it felt like that's what mattered the most, that we were having fun, without thinking that he's an angel and I a demon.

And when I saw his face when I told him what a date was, his face lightened up like a little kid waiting for his present to be opened, sitting cross-legged in front of the glowing in various colors Christmas tree. When I stared at him, I felt something inside me, my heart started beating faster as it felt like it came to life. When I saw him, he was smiling, his pearly white teeth flashing as the sun would – glowing and almost perfect. It felt like if I stare at it any longer, it would hurt my eyes. When I saw him smiling, it felt like I was no longer a demon but a mere human who's unbothered of everything – the sins, the problems of life, everything. It felt like those didn't exist at all.

"So where should we go next?" he asks as he takes a handful of blue mint-flavored cotton candy into his mouth, staring at me with his big and adorable brown eyes. I see his Adam's apple bob up and down, giving me a bright smile that is almost too blinding to look at. At least to me, though. "The beach looks fun, though. I've only seen them in the well. If you don't want to, that's fine with me. If you want we can go home, if you feel like it."

Home. Satan, I'm itching to go back home, to our unit. Staring at him, he looks purely innocent, staring at me with his cute brown eyes that has me freezing in place. If Adrian wants to go to the beach, then that's fine with me. It seems like he'd enjoy strolling there.

Nodding at him, his smile brightens up even more and he seems more excited to go to the beach rather than the amusement park itself. Rolling my eyes just to make it seem like I'm annoyed, I offer my hand and he takes it gladly, slipping his fingers into mine and I feel my heart race. I stare at it for a few seconds, and the more I fight the smile creeping up into my lips, the more it becomes harder. Eventually I let out a smile, turning my face ahead just so he won't see I'm smiling like a teenager. He grips my hand harder and I feel the warmth of his hand seeping right through mine. Satan, I just want to hold his forever. His skin is so soft, very angel-like. I just want to run the pads of my fingers across his smooth skin and I'd never get tired of it – I'd savor it like I would when I find a treasure, when I eat a double dutch flavored ice cream, when I eat a food I really love.

Adrian walks hastily, forcing me to move forward and I shake my head in amusement. Before he was just scared to me when he first learned that I was a demon, now he's comfortable enough to me that he has the guts to force me to move forward and never get scared. I don't know whether I would be offended or be amused at the thought. Likely the latter, though.

"Why are you being such a slowpoke?" he asks me, turning his face just to look at me over his shoulder and I smile at amusement. Did he just use a name of one of the Pokemon monsters to describe me? Upon realizing it, he blushes, turning his face ahead. "Sorry... Lean – my servant used to tell me that sometimes. When I asked him what a slowpoke was, he told me that it's a type of monster who is lazy. Human terms, according to him. So ever since then, that's what I've been using to anyone who's becoming lazy. I hope you're not offended." He says meekly, blushing madly.

Laughing, I shake my head and slip my fingers out of his grasp and throw my arm around his neck, pushing him closer. Sweet Satan, I love the smell of his scent – he smells like how the angel usually smell – a fresh, aromatic, pungent flower scent. I could bury my nose into the crook of his neck and smell him all day and night and that would be fine with me. There will be no issues with that for me. At least for me.

"No, I'm not offended. At all." I say to him, starting to move forward and he's forced to do so. I grin at him, giving him my trademark sly smirk, and then wink at him when he looks up at me. He blushes upon seeing me wink and I suppress a laugh. I'm so amused at him I could just kiss him.

The kiss.

I will never ever forget that. One moment I was just staring into his eyes when he woke up and then I had this urge to kiss him senseless and passionately at the same time. That urge was really strong, so strong that I couldn't control it. And that's when I thought: fuck it. Then I leaned down and captured his lips with mine and I just couldn't control myself – I kissed him hard, passionately and I couldn't stop myself. His lips tasted mint and something sweet, and then I thought better of it and forced myself to stop (believe me, it really took a long moment for me to stop; it took a lot of convincing, scolding to let myself stop from kissing him because I really knew that it was strong – he's an angel and I'm a demon). But then Adrian got mad at me for being an asshole just because I stopped kissing him.

Believe me, to say that I wasn't shock would be an understatement; Adrian proved to me that he's not the goody-two-shoes type of angel. He showed that he could be as wild as anyone; that he could fuck with the laws of the Heaven. His arms shot forward, curling around my neck and forcing me to lean down and then that's it – he captured my lips again and our make-out session lasted for Satan knows how long.

We both couldn't stop ourselves from sucking each other. My heart was racing faster, and it felt like I was going to die just from kissing him. I know that it's impossible for a demon to die because we're basically immortals – fuck that, we're really immortals. But it felt like that when I was kissing Hadraniel. He brought something out in me that wasn't really there before. At the back of my head, there was a voice screaming at me to stop the madness. When he stared at me with his beautiful and breathtaking and adorable brown eyes, it felt like I was falling into something... like a void, and I couldn't stop the falling. And that's when I did what I had to do because this couldn't possibly be happening.

A demon should not be kissing an angel and an angel should not be kissing a demon back. Our kinds – the angel race and the demon race – are at war, and so we should be. But when it comes to Hadraniel... it feels like I'm not a... demon. I feel like I can be whoever I want to be. It feels like I'm free. Though I have never felt like I'm in a prison.

I get out of my trance when Adrian steps forward in front of me, waving a hand in front of my face, frowning in confusion as he stares up at me. I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts out but the image of me kissing him deeply and passionately never gets out of my head. It's embedded there. I got this feeling that I would be carrying it until the end of time.

"Is there something wrong?" he asks me as he looks at me worriedly. I shake my head. "We can go back home if you really don't want to spend your time here. I'll be fine." He gives me a smile but I can tell in his eyes that he really wants to go to the back.

Shaking my head, giving him a smile, I jerk my chin, telling him that we will be going to the beach. He gives me a happy smile and begins to move forward, basically dragging me along with him.

It takes a few minutes before we reach the shore. As expected, there are a lot of people who are basking themselves in the heat of the sun burning brightly in the sky. The sky is as calm as the waves crashing into the shore.

"You can take off your shoes and enjoy the ocean crashing in your feet," I suggest to him. He immediately does that without hesitation and reluctance – there's only happiness bubbling inside him, shown in his eyes, evident on his lips as he takes off his shoes and runs into the water, his legs disappearing once he gets into the shore. He looks at me, motioning me to join him and I grin. It doesn't matter if we're both wearing pants. I take off my shoes and run to him, my legs and jeans getting soaked once I head into the ocean. "Liking it?"

"I'm loving it!" he says as he bends his knee down a bit and lets his hands get soaked. He then begins to push it forward, splashing the water into my direction and it hits me right in the chest. I expect him to get scared, to say sorry, to beg for forgiveness but he does nothing but laugh at me, toppling over and he lands on his back. It's my turn to laugh now, shaking my head, throwing my head back as I let out a howl of laughter. He pouts at me. "You're a meanie!"

"Yeah, I'm the biggest meanie demon you've ever seen," I make a roar expression, clawing the air and he laughs, picking up his balance as he stands up and lets out a grin when his eyes make contact with mine.

"You know, I'm really enjoying this date." He says to me as he gains his balance, sighing in contentment as he stares into the calm sky. My heart races and my eyes focus to him and only to him. "It's been a long time since I've had fun. Feels like forever. Thanks for bringing me here, Slate. You're not so bad after all." He says, then blushes, turning his back on me. "Now I'm all wet."

I walk towards him and wrap my arms around his waist, pushing him closer to me, his back now resting on my chest. I hope he can't hear or feel the way my heart slam hard right into my ribcage. He tenses when I wrap my around him, but immediately relaxes and he lets out a huge breath, as if he has been holding it for over an hour now. "You're welcome, Hadraniel. Nice beach, huh?"

He nods and I can feel the happiness emanate off of him – I should be offended, should be cursing him, and should stop making him happy but I cannot. Just seeing the smile on his face lets me know, makes me realize, that he doesn't deserve to be sad.

Satan, what's wrong with me?

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