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"Love is just another sensation. Like touch, it can be both good and bad." He leaned down again a little and placed a soft, slow kiss on Tsuki's lips, then pulled back a few inches. "That feels good.. doesn't it..?" He asked calmly, then slipped a hand under the angel's shirt, placing it against his back and pressing Tsuki against him. "Every nerve in your body may enjoy it. Desire it. But it doesn't mean that it isn't potentially harmful. Like love, it's something to be wanted, but unlike love, it is able to be had. You can go around 'loving' the whole world, and in turn they will hate you for it." He shrugged lightly. "That's the irony of God's 'perfect' creation; man."

His gaze drifted down, watching Tsuki tremble. "I don't care about love. It's a forgotten dream. When will you wake up from it..?" He moved the hand which was on Tsuki's back downward, a finger curling into the waist of his pants and resting there. Ryan's eyes returned to meet the angel's. "Do you always question your enemies so much about their personal life..?" He smirked darkly.

"Molest..? You really are ignorant, aren't you..?" Ryan looked at him with lack of amusement, then noticed that Tsuki had begun fidgeting. Without a thought, he slipped the hand which wasn't holding the angel in place down the front of his pants, gripping what lay beneath, his features remaining calm and expressionless. "That, little dove, is more towards molesting." He pulled his hand out and let go of the angel, leaning against the tree again. "I've only kissed you, remember..?" He inquired, arms crossing over his chest.

Ryan rose an eyebrow once more. It was puzzling, the way the angel acted. The fallen one didn't move, watching Tsuki carefully. "I have no need for social antics like mannerism." He looked over at the lake. The sun was already starting to set, and the water had an orange glow over the top of it, reflecting the light of dusk. "Your purpose is to heal, and mine is to destroy. That is our nature." Straightening up and dropping his hands back to the pockets of his jeans, he looked back to Tsuki. "Without enemies there is no more reason for our existance.."

Ryan shook his head, looking back at the water. "That's impossible. Light cannot heal darkness. Darkness swallows light, and light burns through darkness.." He stepped forward and looked at Tsuki thoughtfully. "But they cannot heal each other."

He moved toward the path, walking at a slow, casual pace. "And how would you heal me? Wash me of my sins..?" he remarked, stepping over a piece of trash, nose wrinkling in disgust at the litter. "I don't want to be what you are anyway. It didn't work out before, it wouldn't work out again."

He paused, looking at Tsuki curiously. "Why?" Ryan questioned slowly, a bit puzzled at what the angel had said. He knew himself that he would always be what he was, that it could not change, nor did he really want to. He was too corrupt already to be able to last with the rules that angels lived by. Rules in his opinion were only a restraint on life.

Ryan blinked in surprise, then shook his head again. He had been an outright jerk to the angel, without much care, and the blonde haired boy liked him? He rubbed the back of his neck warily, looking over at the water. The breeze was starting to pick up, and it was growing chilly.