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Adam & Eve ✩

You wake up in a virulent paradise, remembering nothing.

Almost nothing, that is. You know your name, though not your past. Not really. You realize that the vast forest you're in can keep you alive with its lush greenery and animal life, but there are also lurking dangers - predators, the elements, and maybe even a sinister force you cannot name. You know you are not alone. There is one other with you.

...and this person is your world. You don't remember them, like much else, yet their face is imprinted on your heart and in your mind. Like you were created for one of them. You know that you love them, in whatever way is possible for you, that you must survive together, and that you must protect them in order to continue this simple life you've carved out with nothing but your name and them.

Still, why can't you shake the feeling that there's a much bigger mystery out there, even if you don't fully understand the idea?

Basically, an Adam and Eve/Garden of Eden/only people on Earth AU shipping romance something or another meme.
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[Naoki remembered nothing of his birth.

All he really knew how to do was love and fight. Against the creatures here that occasionally did them harm, he often threw himself to protect Rin. Seemed like a standard thing to do. Walk around, stay with Rin, eat, fight, and then sleep. It was all they could do in this garden.

But it all felt...off. He couldn't put his finger on it. His first thought was maybe he died. If this was heaven though, why these monsters out for Rin? Who was she anyway?

After today's predictable event, he couldn't take it anymore. Both of them alone by the lake they bathed at, he finally spoke.]

Does any of this feel...off to you?

You think so?

[ Although there were times where she could recall something off of the tip of her tongue, it soon glazed over, as if it had never existed to begin with; along with her doubts. Even though she knew that she had to protect Naoki (she always found it strange that he protected her) she didn't know how.

All there was was this burning feeling in her chest - was it love, she wondered? - she couldn't tell, unable to comprehend the concept to begin with. ]

Yeah. Like why we are here to begin with? Have you ever thought about our existence, or that of the monsters here?

[Every time he tried to piece together the puzzle, his mind would simply scatter all the clues again. A never-ending cycle, and it bothered him greatly. There was desire in his heart, desire for Rin to be safe and happy. But why?]

[ This topic? It's not something that Rin actually enjoyed talking about -- or rather, it's not something that she actively wanted to think over. Taking a deep breath, she folds her arms over her chest, deciding to talk this over for a bit. ]

It's not that I haven't thought about it. [ That's not a lie. ] But it's best not to. If you think about it too much, you'll just give yourself a headache. Why are you even wondering about existential questions? That doesn't matter. All of that is a part of the past. That has nothing to do about who we are, what we are, and the things we can do... The path we can take.

Knowing about that won't change that.

But what path are we taking? What are we even fighting for? I fight for you, of course. But what are you fighting for? Out of everything, that bothers me the most.

[It wasn't a lack of trust. A goal seemed to be what he wanted most out of all of this.]

[ Was he seriously not paying attention to anything that was said? Rin just groans at his words as she leans against her palm, placed firmly onto her hip, sighing. ]

Look. Why does that matter? Why does any of that crap matter? I'm not a fortune teller. The path I'm taking is the one that I'm taking. [ She emphasizes that, as if telling him that's what's important. ] I fight for myself, and I fight for you. If you're questioning it, then there's something clearly wrong with you.

When you have no memory of who or what you are and only know how to fight, wouldn't you start asking stuff too?

[He sighs, rubbing his own forehead. Well now he kinda felt like the jerk for trampling her feelings. She was protecting him as well after all. Where would he be after all the Gaea Rage's he did that drained him?]

Look. I'm sorry, alright?

[Upon waking, Aziraphale found that while he was warm and comfortable, there was a decidedly abnormal feeling to the whole experience. For one, he wasn't in his bed at the shop; for another, he was lieing outside on the ground. The Angel did that very little these days, given the modern comforts and advancements that had developed over the years. Yet, here he was. Resting on a bed of thick, soft grass under a clear, sunny sky.

With a little frown, he pushed himself up to rest on his elbows and took a look at the garden around him. Gazing at the sight of the Garden around him was both familiar and surreal. How long had it been since he last found himself here...?

The first thoughts to explain his presence in the Garden were that he had somehow dropped in on Crowley's dream again (Something that he really had to figure out one day), but there was a certain lack of landmarks that would be out of place in Eden. No, this was definitely the real thing. Ineffability; that was probably the only way to describe how he'd gotten here. God knew, undoubtedly, and as always would not be sharing. Not that Aziraphale would have troubled Him with asking in the first place. Not after the last rather embarrassing conversation they'd had when he was there.]

Well... If I'm here, then I wonder?

[Pushing himself to his feet, he straightened his jumper and looked around at the lush greenery surrounding him. There was someone else that he hoped to find there; because, for one reason or another, it didn't seem right that he not be there.

Walking, he kept an eye out for the old serpent (in what ever form he might be found in) while admiring the scenery. Crowley's dream had been realistic enough where the garden was concerned; but there was just something about seeing the real thing again, after so many years. ]

Edited (Because reasons, why else?) 2015-04-16 21:11 (UTC)

[In his many, many years on Earth, Crowley tended to wake up in one of three places; his sofa, his bedroom, or the bookshop. He was nice and consistent that way.

This, however, was not any of those places - but after a second of ~~hissing~~ snoring himself awake and finding himself wedged safely against the trunk of a tree, he did come to realize it was a familiar place nonetheless. How he got up there was besides the point, or better yet, how he'd gotten back to Eden. He almost assumed he was still asleep and that he was dreaming, but the fact that he was in his human body told him this wouldn't be so effortless to shrug off.

Easing himself forward, he scowled down at the ground as though it was solely at fault for him being so high above it.]

Well, isn't this just brilliant..

[What a perfect way to start off his weekend; up a tree, in THE Garden for some reason, and wearing shoes with very little grip. Not exactly ideal for getting out of said tree. But he managed to get a good few branches down before slipping and falling the rest of the way down, landing in a graceless pile on the grass with a yell]

[Aziraphale had found himself stopping more than necessary as he moved through Eden, side tracked as he got a glimpse at some plant or creature inhabitant that was no longer found outside it, or being rare if it was. THe sights around were all so breath taking, and decidedly nostalgic. He could still pick out little places and landmarks that he had frequented all those years in the past when his job had been to guard the eastern gate.

There was a pond he had often settled by to contemplate or watch the creatures gliding around in, or the shaded little clearing where the trees and foliage blotted out the sun just enough to create a comfortable shade. If he had been the napping sort back then, he would have probably enjoyed it immensely.

He had yet, however, to find Crowley. It began to seem like perhaps he had been the only one of the two of them to find themselves there. Which, sadly, caused Aziraphale's brain to pause and consider what that could mean. Was this actually Eden at all, or was this a hallucination brought on to cope with some unpleasant experience that involved their separation.

It was then, however, that those thoughts were dashed as he heard a familiar yell in the distance.]

Ah! That would be him, then.

[He turned directions and started to make his way over to the tree that Crowley had just had a slight disagreement with. The Angel recognized this location as well, of course, Crowley used to spend time here in his snake form quite often.]

There you are, I've been looking all over for you! What are you doing on the ground like that, you look like you've just fallen out of a tree.

[He crouched and offered a hand to pull the Demon to his feet, fussing over his state and dusting some of the grass off of the demon's coat as he did.]

[Admittedly, had he known he wasn't alone, maybe Crowley wouldn't have stayed on the ground so long. The fall had hurt - joke intended - but after the initial discomfort of the the crunch and pop of his arm fixing itself, he realized the sun felt rather nice in the spot he'd landed.

This of course changed when a familiar face went and blocked out the sun.

The fussing was expected, though he did his share of grumbling and half-hearted swatting as he was helped to his feet.]

Oh, you know me - just can't get enough of laying face down in grass- oh get off, will you? I'm fine, Mother Hen.

[All of this wasn't said in a mean tone; more like a fuss-weary husband reminding his wife that she needn't straighten his tie for the sixtieth time.]

So. [Waving around them at the garden, he pushed his shades over his nose, before fixing the crack in one lens with a brief, pointed scowl.]

Any thoughts? Theories? We're not in your dream now, are we? If so, not very original..

Well, excuse me for trying to be helpful. Next time, I'll just let you lie there.

[He responded with a little huff, finally giving the demon a little space to straighten himself out. Not that he wouldn't have actually attempted to straighten Crowley's tie, given the chance. As much as he disagreed with it, the comparison to a Mother Hen was actually quite accurate.

He would have probably commented on it, but his attention was soon redirected to the matter at hand. Eden. How had they gotten here, and why? With a little frown, he shook his head.]

No, it's definitely not my dream. You know I've made progress in shaping them, but my details wouldn't be this clear. We're not in your's either, I think. It's the real thing, or a very good reproduction by someone who has been in it. Don't ask me how or why we're here; because, I simply don't know the answers.

Heaven can't be involved, otherwise you wouldn't be here, I would think.

[Aziraphale took a little look around again, distracted by the vibrant colours in plant life again. It was mesmerizing, really.]

I woke up in the grass a short ways from here, but from what I can see...? It's all still here, the same as it always was. The flora, the fauna, landmarks, everything.

[The Angel's tone was light, and held a certain warmth to it. As confused as he was over their sudden transportation to the Garden; he couldn't help but feel pleased to be there again, and a little nostalgic over the place.]

[Poking out his tongue at Aziraphale as he turned away, Crowley straightened his tie ~~and he did it splendidly, thank you very much~~, and gave the place a proper look round himself.

It was indeed Eden, despite how rather impossible that was, given how the Garden they'd both spent a great deal of time in back in the day hadn't existed in quite some time.]

Mm, good point..can't see Downstairs being involved either..

[It was something of a conundrum, because neither knew how they got there, and thus how to get home. But on the other hand, they weren't in immediate danger or trouble..so, really - where was the issue, for now at least?]

Fancy a walk?

[Aziraphale restrained a little eye roll at the rather juvenile act, and folded his arms restrain himself from assisting or fussing again while Crowley finished straightening his tie. He agreed that Hell couldn't have been involved; how they would have created a replica of the garden like this (and why) would have been questionable at best should they have claimed responsibility. Plus, again, why they would both be here together (unharmed at that), left to wander and inevitably enjoy beauty of the garden surrounding them?]

I will admit, I was certainly hoping you would ask that. It's been a long time since we last had the chance to see this place. Not to mention, I do believe we could probably use a nice day out without any untimely interruptions or spontaneous weather to interrupt.

[He smiled lightly at the reference to their past endeavors to strike out and do something fun or relaxing for a few hours. Disaster always tended to ruin their little vacations or excursions around the city. At least there, in Eden, it seemed unlikely that anything could right now.]

[Laughing a little, Crowley gave a theatrical roll of the eye as he nodded off in no particular direction, prompting Aziraphale to follow him.]

Shh,No, don't say it out loud! Remember St James'? The freak rain storm? Every time you say something like that, you tempt the theoretical fate-Demon. Which also means that now, whatever happens, I'm afraid you've resumed responsibility.

[It was beautiful, really. Well, no - Earth was beautiful. Eden was something else. Maybe that was un-Demonic of him to think, but really - even if he enjoyed genocide and other things of that ilk that his kind were supposed to, he didn't see how that'd make him enjoy the Garden any less.

Well, surely you're the only Demon here to hear it. At least, you were the only demon to enter the garden that I knew of. So, I'm certain that it's safe this time! Hopefully...

[His tone was quick, and contained a sort of trained optimism that would stick until something went wrong. It would then, inevitably, give way to varied levels of guilt. The Angel desperately wanted to believe that he was right, but he knew his track record as well as Crowley did. However, he chose next to change the subject from there if it was at all possible. After all, there was no point in continuing to tempt fate.]

I had almost forgotten some of these plants existed, it's amazing to see so many of them still vibrant and alive here.

[He commented while walking along and reaching up to nudge one leaf with his finger. The angel couldn't help but wonder about just how badly Crowley would like to take slips back to the shop to try to grow there and add to his collection of terrified house plants.]

'That you knew of'

[He reiterated the comment with a cheeky click of the tongue.]

I got in without any trouble - who knows who else managed to slip by your faultless guardianship of the Eastern Gate. Anyone could've gotten by in the time it took you to have a dust bath.

[The mental image of Eden era Aziraphale rolling around in such a way made him smirk a little too hard, but for the most part he managed to suppress it, turning his attention instead to the plant life as well.

As far as the Angel's instincts went, that one was spot on; if any of them would survive on modern-day Earth, he's probably take more than a few clippings.]

Prefer seeing them here, to be honest; the air in London's hardly healthy for Humans, let alone Heavenly garden décor.

I'm sure that I would have come across another demon after the fact if one had.

[Aziraphale had often wondered how Crowley had managed to slip in to the garden undetected, himself. There was something about that whole event that had always seemed off in hindsight. But then he would remind himself that things usually happened for a reason and all that. Ineffability.]

And, I might add, I most certainly would not miss someone's entry into the garden while taking a dust bath! Of all the strange, absurd things you could come up with, honestly...

[~~It was all in the wording, Crowley. Technically there was no lie in the Angel's words.~~

He paused, looking up at some birds resting on an overhanging branch of a near by tree. One of which flitted down to hop across the ground; eventually finding a nice, dry, dusty patch of earth to roll around in. It was almost as though it were on purpose. As though someone was agreeing with the Demon and had joined in on taunting him, now.

Of course, Crowley had a very good point. The air where they now resided (and much of the earth in general) would probably have made it hard for many of the plants, trees, and wildlife in general to flourish.]

It's a shame, but you're right. They'd probably seem out of place anywhere else.

Mm, I don't know..

[Really, all Aziraphale had to do was ignore his petulant comments. Just simply ignore them, don't acknowledge them, and Crowley would likely get the hint. The fact that he continually rose to the bait, however, kept the Demon smirking and the cogs turning.

The bird enjoying a particular spot of dust on the ground only amused him all the more, as did the look on the Angel's face when he flicked his eyes from the little creature to him.]

Don't get me wrong; if I could turn my flat into a greenhouse and fill it with this lot, I would. In theory, any way...it'd be a waste in practice.

[Casting another look around, this time he was actively looking for something, or rather, someone]

Hey - You reckon we're the only one's here?

[It would have been so very easy to let the comments go, to ignore the words that were spoken or the actions that ruffled his nerves; but it was near impossible at the same time. For some reason, all Crowley had to do was open his mouth with the intent to tease or pester, and Aziraphale would react or respond without even thinking. Rarely, he managed to stop himself and hold his tongue. Sometimes he even managed to avoid reacting all together; but then Crowley would take it as a challenge, continuing to poke and prod until the desired result produced itself. So, in the end, it probably wouldn't have mattered if he had resisted this time.

The Angel finally looked away from the bird, a hint of embarrassment lingering on his face as he focused instead on Crowley's next question.]

That's actually a good question, dear. It could be that we're alone, but I really couldn't say for sure. It's very likely that other guardians were appointed to the Garden after I was stationed on Earth, after all. But I haven't seen or noticed anyone between the time I awoke and now.

[Hey, at least he was consistent. That, and it kept the Angel on his toes - that was how Crowley would justify it anyway, if he ever felt the need to. For the most part he just enjoyed seeing how far he could push things before Aziraphale had enough, or before he began to get bored.

He made a quiet noise of agreement, and pushed his hands loosely into his pockets.]

Think I'd prefer it if we were; I'm not in the mood to get booted out just yet. That being said though, if we're here by ourselves, how were you thinking of getting back?

[With a nod in the general direction of the closest gate to them;] If there's no one here but us, I'm assuming we're locked in.

[Granted, there were worse places to be stranded..]

Likewise, it would be nice to take the opportunity to enjoy the Garden while we can. Not to mention, it's quite hard to say what the reception to our presence would be like. I imagine that it would depend on if we ran into the being that brought us here, or one of my replacements.

[It was only vaguely worrying to realize that if they were alone, that the chances of getting out were slim until someone did show up. At least, Aziraphale mused, the Garden was one of the more pleasant places to be stuck for an indefinite amount of time.

Neither of them would have been miserable to have to take a small vacation in Eden. It was beautiful, and the garden so peaceful that it was safe to say they could relax quite happily for awhile. Or, At least until they grew bored of the peace and began to miss the lives on Earth that they'd grown rather fond of.

What was actually worrying, was the possibility that if they did meet another Angel instead of the being responsible for bringing them here (either before or during their attempt at leaving), was how they might react to Crowley. Demons weren't really meant to be in Eden. Crowley had snuck in the first time, after all.]

Well, we may have an issue with leaving. But I can't imagine that the being responsible for bringing us here would leave us without a way home. I'm sure it will all work out in the end.

[His tone was bright with optimism, though it was tinged with some underlying concern.

If worst came to worst, perhaps Crowley could take on his serpent form and he could try to smuggle him out without heaven knowing. Even that could be difficult, though. Especially if they were caught before having the chance.]

[ did someone say God ]

[and what better way to prevent Death's daughter from carrying out the horseman's last mission, to reap God, but to make her fall in love with you? Or woo her the old fashioned way.

Or they could both be clueless and smitten. Who knows?]

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