Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2005 17:42:34 -0400
From: Carlos Moreno <angelusc@gmail.com>
Subject: Fallen Angel Ch. 2

The following story involves minors having consensual sex, as well as
adults with minors, adults with adults, and well angels with minors, angels
with adults, and angels with angels. If you find any of the above upsetting
or it is illegal in your area to read it, please leave.

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  We walked out of the station and the firmament was punishing the earth
with millions of minuscule stabbing of cold water called raindrops. I saw a
sea of black in front of me, black coats, black suitcases, black umbrellas,
all moving at unison as if dancing to the off tune melody of the rain
slamming against the different surfaces that were all around; the symphony
of rain.

  I walked in the rain with Danny in my arms, our raincoats the only
barrier between us, and the fury of the Gods. Danny was scared of the
thunder, and would press his small body on me when the blinding lighting
would strike. I loved the rain; it is the utmost balance between chaos and
peace, pretty much like myself. I walked looking down trying to avoid
puddles, so as to keep my uniform clean. I did not need another detention
for looking "unacceptable". From somewhere that seemed far I could hear the
church tower's bells, Mass was beginning, I was in trouble. I started
running, no longer caring about puddles, trying to move in between the
clones. I ran and ran, Danny holding harder to my neck. Out of nowhere, as
if brought by the rain a figure in complete white appeared in front of me,
I tried to slow down, but I was going to hit this person, there was no way
I could avoid it, I closed my eyes and then... I fell on a puddle of mud
and garbage. What was that?

  I stood up and kept walking, soaked to the bone. As we approached the
school I saw the gate was closed, it's thick, black, wooden door shut
appearing almost as a wall. To either side of the gate there was a tower,
in each tower a statute. The one in the right was archangel Uriel, in the
left one archangel Lucifer, and right above the door there was the face of
Gabriel, the patron of our school. There he was looking down upon the
sinners, ready to go and report his sights to God. There was something
about him, the way he looked down, that didn't seem... right. His face was
suddenly familiar, but I couldn't quite make out from where.

  I walked around the school wall to the side door and went into the school
grounds through the east gate. I then moved to the right and moved a
statute that gave me access to a passage that went inside the school wall
and the under the school. It would take me to the north side and right out
of the pre school building where I had to drop off Danny.

  I had found out about this passage when I was in second grade. I had just
started school and everyone laughed at me because I was poor, I was the one
that was there because Signore Angelo, the owner of the school, gave me a
scholarship. I was playing close to the wall when I tripped and knocked the
statue down, I was so scared, but then I saw the whole right behind it. I
walked into it and started moving deeper into its confines. First it was
just made or rocks, roots in between them, but then it became pretty well
illuminated, with marble floors and numerous paintings to each
side. Further into it, the passage would open up into a huge round room
with a fountain right in its center, from the base of the fountain all the
way until it covered the whole surface of the room were images of the
bible. The original sin, Cain and Abel, Noah's Arc, Abraham, David, Moses,
Mary, the nativity, all in vivid colors all the way until right on top of
the fountain there was the image of the lord crucified, his blood almost
real. Around that image were some words, at first I thought they were in
Latin, but they were in some sort of language I couldn't understand, they
read:

                   "E RY DI O INGENU. FRUTI DI E ANGE DI TRAYCO"

  I got scared at this point thinking I had gone into a special room I
wasn't supposed to be in, so I ran back. When I got to the entrance it was
closed, and no matter how much I pushed I couldn't get through, so I turned
around and walked to the round room. I was terrified of getting caught, I
had heard of the whippings the priest would administer to anyone who
violated the rules, and I was sure I had violated every single rule the
school ever had by now. I ran across the room to where another passage was
and I just ran in it, it seemed as if I was running uphill and when I was
about to collapse I saw a door. It was a heavy door, made of steel. I
pushed it and Peeked my head into a dark room, no not a room, just a
space. I stepped in it and it wasn't more than two feet wide by six feet
long. I put my hand in the wall and it felt wet, like wet dirt. I moved my
hand along the wall when I found a ladder I climbed it until I hit the
ceiling, which was about ten feet from the ground. I punched it and it
moved so I tired to lift it up and I couldn't so I push it to the side and
it moved. I was blinded by the beam of light that came through the little
space I had just opened I pushed the cover further and I moved out of the
whole, to stand standing into one of the many chapels the school possessed.

  When I got out everyone was looking for me, it seems I had been missing
for a few hours. I was in trouble, and that was made obvious when I was
taken to the vice-headmaster's office. Father Emilio D'Espagne, he was old,
almost too old for his life to be credible. His eyes were a very icy
blue. That's all I remember about him, for they were his only distinct
features, the rest of his face was lost in a sea of wrinkles with a small
pink opening mimicking a mouth. He spoke softly, too softly, and that
scared me. He asked me where I had been and since I was already in trouble
I told him the truth, about the passage, the room, all of it. He just
looked at me and said:



- Don't lie, now tell me really where were you? --


- I'm telling the truth father. -- I swore, but he didn't believe me.


- Enough! Stop this no sense and tell me where were you Joze Carlos. -- He
screamed as he stood up and punched his hard wooden desk. -- You either tell
me where have you been the last for hours, or I'll be forced to give you a
month of before and after school detention. --


  I didn't know what to do, I told the truth and was still punished. At
least know I knew I could use that passage whenever I wanted, no one knew
of it, no one but me. I used it any time I was late, it was an easy way to
get to class without being caught. If you don't stop you can make it across
the school in five minutes instead of the twenty it would take through the
building due to all the different halls and doors connecting them. When I
started bringing Danny down here I made him promise he couldn't tell
anyone, and he has been loyal to that.

  As Danny and I came out of the chapel the rain was beginning to get
harder and I had to run towards the building. After a thousand and more
excuses were given to Danny's teacher as to why we were late I headed
towards the main chapel in the center of the
building... well... almost... right in the center of the building was the
shrine where all school head masters were buried. Only staff was allowed in
that area.

  As I moved through the halls of St. Martin's, the only sound being the
water drops of my dripping pants hitting the cold stone floor. I have the
talent to be completely silent, walking without making a sound, which
allowed me to walk unnoticed and notice if anyone is close. I was walking
down St. Jude's hall looking out into the school grounds which were barely
visible though the thick curtain of rain when a voice made me stop on my
tracks.



- You look cold -- Said the boyish voice. I turned around and saw the same
blonde kid I had seen on the station. Gabriel.


- Gabriel? -- I asked to make sure, don't ask me why, I'm fourteen and
stupid, and that was all I could come up with.


- Come with me, I'll get you a change of clothes.-


  I don't know why but I followed him. He walked in front of me in
completely silence, I could see his pale neck being touched by his golden
silky hair. I stared as his hips moved side to side, dancing to a mute tune
only he could listen too. His body is feminine and masculine all at the
same time. He turned his head around and his green eyes found my coal ones
and for a split second I was lost, once again, in his eyes.



- Stop staring and try this on -- He said throwing me a school uniform from
a closet I didn't even know existed.


- Where did that come from? - I asked trying to ignore his comment


- This is one of my closets, I have them around the school. My dad wanted
me to be comfortable -- what? I was lost


- Who's your Dad? --


- Franco Angelo -- WHAT?! The owner of the school! Why is this kid even
talking to me!


- Are you going to try them on or not? -- He said with a smile


- Umm sure, where? --


- Right here, no one is allowed on this part of the school and we are both
guys so who cares -- Gabriel said very matter-of-factly

  I didn't know what to say so I just started taking my clothes off, first
my shoes and such and then my now crusty shirt, revealing my smooth chest,
I could have swear his eyes were glued on my skin, but it was probably just
my imagination. I was about to take my pants when I asked him to turn
around, to which he laughed before doing it. I then dropped my pants to the
floor and then my boxers for they were soaked as well. I pulled up the new
pants up and they were a perfect fit. I told him to turn around now and
when he saw me he smiled.



- Cute, -- He said to my surprise -- now let's go to class you don't want to
be late again.


  How did he?... I'll figure out later, he is right, I already skipped
mass, I can't be late to class.

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Thanks for those who e-mailed me about chapter one... you made my day! :)
really :)!

This is my first attempt for a complete story, chapter three it's on its
way, and I need to start on chapter four. Hope you liked it! please e-mail
me at angelusc@gmail.com if you want more!