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Ryan had woken a little earlier then Tsuki, and stood beside the bedroom window, wearing his jeans. He looked over as the angel stirred, then returned his attention back to the window. It had shocked him that Tsuki hadn't changed.. that he was still, somehow, in some strange way, pure. A few stray white and black feathers had been scattered on the sheets in the process.. but he knew well the black were not Tsuki's.

He shrugged, glancing back to Tsuki from the window. "It appears you didn't fall." Strange.. In a way, for Tsuki, it would be a good thing.. but, it left a bitter taste in Ryan's mouth. He had thought.. it wasn't about vengeance anymore. Something else, something better, different, but not something that should cause him to be bitter over such a thing. He moved from the window, walking toward the bedroom door. "I'm going to have a cigarette." The fallen angel left the room, heading to the front door. Go figure, he'd gone two days. His record was.. maybe five..? Either way, it was a good enough reason to get out of the building for a moment.

The sun was low now in the sky, already casting an orange hue over the horizon. He sat with his back against the wall of the building, feeling a mild breeze go by. He suddenly wished for a moment that he'd put his shirt on first. But, oh well.. Smoke danced upward toward the sky, spiraling and drifting on the wind. Ryan looked up, at the orange sky. "An ironic trick." He said quietly.

He bent a leg, resting his arm on it, and looked at Tsuki. The angel was wearing his shirt.. Ryan smirked, turning his attention to watching the orange sky. Maybe Tsuki had been given another chance. Or maybe he was immune to falling in such a way.. Maybe Ryan wasn't considered a creature worthy to cause such a sin. He didn't know. Some rule was being bent. He knew that much.. But that was all.

Ryan flicked the cigarette, then looked back to Tsuki, eyes narrowed. "Why would you want that.." He spoke slowly, words calm. He looked back to the sky, watching a few birds pass. "It's no punishment to stay pure." He leaned his head back, thinking. It may as well not have happened.. and it was that thought which angered him the most. As if nothing had ever taken place..

He blinked, looking at Tsuki, then stood. Opening the door, he walked back inside. I am yours. Words that came from the angel's own lips. It made no sense. Ryan grabbed his coat and put it on, then turned and looked back at the angel. Regardless.. it was.. too much. Moving back toward the door, he gave one last look at the blonde, blue eyed image before him. "You don't know what you're saying.." He said quietly, then stepped back outside, heading away from the building.

Again, he found himself sitting at the same park bench, staring at the same manmade lake. He'd been cruel, he knew that.. but it was only right. Devine intervention had once again reared it's ugly head, and shattered a dream. Was he really so surprised? The fallen angel sighed, leaning back against the bench, feeling the wind cool his bare chest. An angel and a fallen would not work. They were white and black.. like the feathers they lay remaining on the sheets, they clashed blindingly against each other. Tsuki must understand.. what the thing was in which he wanted to belong to.

Ryan was debating on how to address the situation. He couldn't very well avoid the angel, nor did he really desire to. But there deep seated desire that remained was something which would have to go unquenched. Tsuki didn't know.. much about him. If he did, things would have turned out different, probably. And Ryan didn't know the angel well either.. Just that he was something of an eatheral beauty which the fallen one had wanted. It was the insistant kindness that got to him. It confused him.