"That's kind of sad. You should have some friends. But, I don't really know much about you and demons." He tensed immediately as Kuro moved his wings and examined the wound. "And what kind of things do you love to do?" He looked over at him, but tensed again as Kuro held him place. How did he know he was going to run? [I]'This will hurt, but. . . It couldn't possibly be that bad right?'[/I] Well, he was wrong. As Kuro worked, using his magic, Aoba bit down hard on his lip and refrained from yelling out. A few tears escaped, but he didn't bother wiping them away. Aoba clutched his pants legs as the pain raced up his body. 

When he finished, Aoba released a breath he didn't realize he was holding. For a moment, he wasn't paying attention to Kuro's explanation, wiping the few tears that escaped. Realizing he was explaining why he had his feather, Aoba listened, only remembering why he was giving Kuro the silent treatment in the first place. He let out another sigh, not bothering to move his hand from around his waist. His eyes widened a little in surprise as Kuro admitted his feelings- but then he remembered what Kuro said about not having a heart. Which meant there was only surface meaning to his words. The angel continued to stay silent while Kuro leaned against him. He couldn't help the soft shiver that ran down his spine when Kuro sighed. 

His wings moved to adjust when Kuro moved and he stretched his back and wings out. There was no more pain. "For a demon with a lack of medical skills, you did a nice job." He stood slowly and rubbed his arms again. "Thank you." Aoba was still upset with Kuro, but he couldn't a grudge for that long. His silent treatment wasn't going to work for too long anyway. Aoba returns to his position on the couch, pulling up his legs and occasionally glancing over at Kuro. 

- - - - 

[I]"He's harboring a little angel in there."

"Yeah, he hasn't killed it yet. But he won't give it up."

"What a waste..."

"Heh, just wait till the little thing gets too close." [/I]

A few demons, three to be exact, had gathered near the border, getting dangerously close. None of them crossed, but they stayed low to the ground examining the area. The new angel was easy to spot out, but getting to him seemed to be a bit of a problem.