Hello again,

Thanks for your reviews because I can clearly agree with you, THE END sucks!

So here is a sequel set seven years after the events if The Lovers' Sin, I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter One:

The church was dimly lit with several candles lining the walls, their yellow flames flickering eerie shadows around a lone figure kneeling before a well-kept altar despite the trashiness of the place. Coloured glass littered everywhere from the shatter stain-glass window above them and the long benches broken or rotting away in the darkness.

But the figure sat content in their seemingly endless prayer, what they were praying about, who knows as the figure slowly opens their bright blue eyes, streaks of lilac dancing within their depths. They wore the veil of a nun, white and black, fixed onto their head and a stiff yet surprisingly short dress hid most of their modesty.

A venomous smile spread slowly across their pale pink lips… it was finally time… after all these years… revenge would be sweet…

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~Elena~

Elena was tracing up and down the hallway, her dress ruffled around her ankles as she went. She had lost something, two in fact and finding them was no easy task. She had been searching the entire morning and still she couldn't find what she was looking for as she stared at a painting of a water garden for the fifth time.

'Ugh, curse this lack of direction,' Elena shouted particularly at the painting as she threw her arms into the air, she didn't care that she looked like a complete idiot doing so but this was clearly frustrating.

A sudden shriek drew her from her thoughts as she gazed up the hallway where the sound was coming from before hurrying down and bursting into the room where a child of about six ducked behind a chair pathetically with a spiky haired girl holding two ribbons in one hand and a brush in the other.

'Hah, found you!' Elena shouted in triumph before she had a closer look at the child, their hair was dark and slightly curly with two silver eyes pleading silently at her. But what drew her attention were the clothes they were wearing. The child had on a baby blue dress complete with lacey white frills and bows decorating the garment. Elena felt herself moan aloud before glaring at the girl on the bed.

'For Christ' sake Road, stop dressing him up in different clothes, especially dresses,' Elena said as the boy ran over to her and grabbed hold of her dress. Road pouted her lip as Elena wrecked her fun.

'Aw, but I was just playing,' Road complain before throwing a toy across the room, which Elena ducked under it very much annoyed as the girl was.

'Don't care and how old are you again?' Elena raised this question every time Road was about to throw a tantrum, she and she alone could get away with it unscathed, other members of the family weren't. To agitate Road was like tempering with the devil himself, even Sheril; her adopted father wouldn't go so far.

'Eh? You're so mean, Elena please let me finish dolling him up first,' Road pleaded with quivering purple eyes and Elena rolled hers.

'No, now dress Raye up properly or else no dessert!' Elena enjoyed riling up Road as the child called Raye nervously let go of Elena's skirt and went over to a grumbling Road who quickly removed the cute yet inappropriate dress. Elena sighed and shook her head as Road finished dressing Raye up in his white dress shirt and black vest and black shorts to match.

'You're cruel aunty,' Elena laughed as Raye come back over to her and clasped her hand tightly.

'Oh stop complaining, the Earl just arrived so hurry up,' Road's eyes lit up at the mentioning of the Millennium Earl.

'Yay, that mean's Lero is here too,' and with that the spiky haired girl rushed passed Elena and Raye and headed downstairs. Elena looked at Raye while the child looked up his big silver eyes swimming with curiosity before she ruffled his dark locks.

'Come on Raye, we shouldn't keep our guess waiting,' Elena said as she hurried out of the room. It had been seven years since she and Tyki had defeated Apocryphos and seven years since she had returned to her family. The reunion wasn't so bad but the Earl got a little annoying by literally forcing her to tail him for a few weeks before he was satisfied that she had actually returned.

'Mum, Uncle Sheril said something about exorcists the other day…' Elena frowned at the child as the child suddenly spoke bringing her out of her thoughts.

'You really shouldn't be listening in on adult conversations Raye,' she said sternly as Raye glanced at the ground nervously.

'I know but…'

'How about we have this conversation after we greet the family, hmm?' Elena said with a warm smile before whisking her child onto her hip and walked the rest of the way towards the dining room.

As they entered the room, none other than Tyki who leaned in for a quick peck on the cheek greeted Elena. His hair was handsomely brushing against his shoulders, the same dark curly hair as Raye before Tyki drew his attention to the child on Elena's hip and pulled him into his embrace.

'Hello, little shounen,' Elena felt her eye twitch as Tyki used a different term to greet their son. Raye though didn't mind as he giggled with delight and snuggled into Tyki's chest.

'Tyki, I do wish you'd call him by his actually name,' Elena pouted her hands on her hips. Tyki laughed.

'Yes, shojo,'

'Oi, Tyki that's no way to greet your wife,' Sheril called over from the other side of the room, all the Noah were in their white forms due to Sheril's wife, Tricia being a human and still unaware of the secret her family kept from her.

Elena watched as Tyki threw an annoyed look at his brother before walking over and taking his seat at the table, Raye sitting in his lap. Elena smiled and shook her head helplessly as she took her place besides Tyki.

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~Komui~

For seven long years, there hadn't been a single thread of news since Elena joined the Noah family. The Noah's activity having slowly become nothing but a few random akuma attacks were concerning enough to know that the Earl hadn't given up.

Komui sat with a mountain of paperwork as usual, wanting nothing more than to drink his dear sister's brewed coffee, which should have arrived by now. Komui drummed his fingers over the desk as he impatiently waited for his sister to show up with the usual tray of coffee after she had recently returned from a mission to Africa along with Kanda.

Komui grizzled when he thought of the sulky samurai but could complain little about him. His sister loved him and because of the infamous personality of his, Lenalee was much left alone by the other men, which Komui was grateful for but that meant he no longer had a trump card into getting out of work.

'Good morning, brother!' a cheerful voice chimed through the door way as a beautiful young woman waltzed into the room with a tray of coffee mugs steaming with hot liquid. Komui perked up immediately at the sight of his beloved sister, trailing close to her heels was known other than his adorable little nephew.

'Lenalee, it's so good to see you, I've missed you,' Komui squealed as he through his arms around Lenalee who balanced the tray of coffee above her head.

'Brother, please be serious,' Lenalee said sternly to him as Komui unwrapped his arms and… tried… to through them around the boy with similar green hair like his mother's but cobalt blue eyes like his father.

'Don't think you're getting me into that death grip,' the boy hissed as he ducked under Komui's arms and onto the other side of Lenalee. Lenalee chuckled as Komui noted the, if not milder personality the boy had from his father.

'So cruel, Misaki,' Komui whined as Misaki poked his tongue out and folded his arms before Komui straightened up and took his coffee mug from his sister.

'Anything interesting to discuss Komui?' Lenalee asked as she folded the now empty tray under her arm while staring at Komui who trailed back to his desk and briefly shuffled through his papers.

'None but the usual but we shouldn't hold our breaths,' Komui liked using terms like that nowadays but not as often as he would like though. He sighed and adjusted the barrette that was firmly fixed to his head, this kind of silence disturbed him. What could that possibly mean?

Komui caught Lenalee staring at him concernedly.

'If you'd want, I'd go get Reever to help do something about that work load,' Lenalee offered and as much as Komui wanted to accept that he couldn't be bothered to be honest.

'No, it's quite alright, you should be spending more time with Misaki, a mission may come up sooner than you'd think,' Komui said to her as Lenalee nodded and exited the room followed closely by Misaki. He sighed as she left the room, he couldn't actually burden his sister with things that would worry her more than life and death on the battlefield. She was still getting over Elena's betrayal for heaven's sake!

Komui moaned into his hands, this was going to be another long night indeed.

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Author Note:

Be sure to keep a look out for the next soon because this was just setting the next 'act' as the Earl would put it.

Hoped you enjoyed the brief chapter and please continuing reviewing…