[ WP ] You 're able to see a person 's aura . The color represents their morality . Good people have white aura while evil people have black . Most people 's aura is gray . Today , you see someone with a blue aura .

When she turned around to see who had just spoke to her, it would be her eyes that would take his breath away. They seemed so raw with the emotion that only one who was truly a blessing to the forsaken world would hold. He could already see the trust she had in them, directed straight at him as though she ’ d known him for years. The way her body seemed to slacken a few minutes into their conversation as though they were best friends meeting up. Her words were cool and her voice was like velvet he would decide. So soft and sweet as it caressed his ears. Warm and inviting. Her smile was contagious as well, whether it be the bright smile that showed those pearly whites that contrasted with her dark complexion or that lazy one where just the tip would curl up. When she smiled like that he couldn ’ t help but be reminded of a sly cat… One that had just done something it shouldn ’ t have and was eagerly awaiting the discovery. 
 
 There was never any discovery. Not with her. It would bug him to no end that he could categorize her. Was she a sweet, young woman that was too good for this world? Needing to be protected at all costs like the other angels he'd had the pleasure of meeting? Or maybe she was just a bitch like the rest of them in that category of his; sauntering around with their fake smiles and words, destroying everything they touched. He didn ’ t like those girls and was happy that he could always place them with no problem. It was the sweet ones, the ‘ good girls ’ that he liked. But this girl right here… She was rare. A gem too precious to touch. An uninhabited space just waiting to be explored and he had made the decision to be the one to do it. To explore this young woman and see just what was going on in that mind of hers. 
 
 Days would go by as they continued to interact which turned into weeks and not very long after would become months. He had been so sure that he ’ d gain some sort of understanding about her… About the very thing that made her stand out from the rest. But each day only seemed to bring him back to step one. Always fresh, always energizing. It would n't be long before that interest would grow. There was absolutely no way he'd be leaving her alone at this point and from the way she acted around him, he was positive she'd been thinking the same way. He would get the reassurance not too long after when he'd find himself finally getting to explore her physically and not just mentally. Watching those tight curls of hers do a difference dance, that sly smile of hers twist into something he could n't place. That soothing voice whispering into his ear words of encouragement as those polished nails dug into his skin. An act of ownership is what he'd think afterward as he ignored the stinging sensation- the reminder of what had happened. 
 
 He had become hers just as she had become his. Surely he'd understand what she was about now. But even after their most intimate of meetings, he still would n't be able to place her. What had once been a nagging feeling was now a full blown alert. What the fuck was she about and when would she finally slip and let him know? He'd do his best to keep his need covered but he knew she had noticed. Those side-eyes of worry. Those teeth biting her lip as she went into deep thought over what exactly he'd been getting on about. He would n't come to the realization of what to do next until she confronted him. Sure her voice and words were that of a concerned lover but he could care less. He knew what he had to do. 
 
 After plenty of reassurance, he got her to believe everything was fine and their time would go by smoothly. She would be oblivious to the thoughts racing through his mind. That made him wonder what she would do if she'd known. Probably run. But he could n't let her do that, not now, not ever. She was n't thinking about though and he'd push it out of his mind, keeping his smile gentle and his touches tempting and it would n't be long before they'd be right back in her apartment for another night of intimacy. He would bring her to climax over and over so that he could embed the sound of his name coming from her mouth in his mind. Then when her guard was down enough he'd take a hold of her hands, lifting them above her and giving her neck a soft kiss to memorize her taste. 
 
 `` I love you.'' 
 
 He'd mumble against her skin as she'd let out a soft sigh. 
 
 `` I love you too.'' She'd respond and he would wonder if she was sincere or just in the heat of the moment. It would n't matter anyway. 
 
 `` I'm glad you do. Though it wo n't make this easier.'' 
 
 That would catch her off guard, those dark brown orbs looking at him. `` What? What are you talking about?'' 
 
 He would n't respond and instead would let his hands wrap around that dainty neck of hers. Realization would seep into those wide eyes of hers as her own hands shot to his, those nails now digging into his skin once more. 
 
 `` You're different. Too different.'' He'd speak, staring at her as he tightened his grip. `` Your aura... Everyone else was white, black, or gray. I knew what they were. I knew who they were as people. But you... I ca n't figure you out. Your aura is blue, my love. It's fucking blue and this is something I will **not** stand for any longer.'' 
 
 Her legs would be thrashing by now, her body twisting and turning under his weight as he straddled her. Those same love filled eyes now filled with fear and tears. Her mouth open as she tried to scream. 
 
 `` I did n't want to do this. I really did n't but I ca n't let you live, knowing that I'll never know if you're good or bad. I wo n't let that be on my conscious. So I'm getting rid of you before you can do anything. I'll miss you.'' 
 
 He'd watch as those tears stained her cheeks. Feel as her thrashing would lose intensity. Watch those nails in his skin detach. Then just like that, the bright blue aura that had haunted him from the moment he laid eyes on her would dim until there was nothing there. She would now be nothing more than a mere body. Relief would flush over him, a smile coming to his lips as he sat back and stared at his work. He'd stare into those dull eyes one last time before removing himself from the bed and getting dressed. Then as though nothing had ever happened, he'd make his way back out into the world; sighing with ease at the sight of the auras. The ones that he'd grown up seeing. The ones that comforted him. The ones that were law in his world. 
 
 It would n't take too long after that he'd come across such a handsome young man. So timid and sweet. Quiet and thoughtful. The young man was interesting to him but the factor that captivated him the most? 
 
 *The bright yellow aura he emitted. * 
 
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