There are two sides to every coin (unless it is the fabled "One-Sided Coin of Great Magic" found and sold by one Lina Inverse under…suspicious circumstances, a heavy hooded cloak and hunchback were involved).

Filia Ul Colpt was many things: patient, understanding, loving, kind and gentle. Alas, she was also judgmental, violent and, at times, hysterical.

Xelloss was evil, manipulative, cruel and powerful. Much to the dismay of his creator he was also: loyal (granted mostly only to his mistress), helpful (when it benefited him) and attractive (Cause Zelas liked pretty boy versions of her friend Luna).

These two opposing forces often found themselves in battle. Sometimes as allies, but mostly as adversaries. Much to the frustration of Filia the coin the fates flipped often came out in favor of her annoying enemy. She found their fights to be the only source in which she could take out her anger, Xelloss found them to be a delicious snack. In a prudential light it was a good match. At least, it was until Filia became aware that even in the most twisted way her meetings with the mazoku were actually productive.

The day of the epiphany started as any other for the female dragon, she opened her shop, dusted the vases and sharpened the maces and then set a kettle of water for to tea to boil. Happy and content despite the fact that three of her porcelain wares were cracked and two of her maces had somehow developed spots of rust… okay so maybe she wasn't completely happy and content but she would face the day with a sparkling smile and bubbly outlook. Then a shadow descended dulling her sparkle and popping her bubbles.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk Filia, sitting down to tea on the job are we." The nasally intrusion was not at all welcome. "Such a lazy gold dragon you are."

Hand already stationed at the ready near her garter belt mace holster, Filia turned. "Go away, filthy monster."

"Is that how you welcome all your customers?" The handsome man at her door rose a hand to his chest and tried his best to look wounded, and would have succeeded had not his insufferable smirk stayed firmly in place.

"I reserve the right to refuse service to anyone and you are most definitely refused." Filia snapped.

"Such a rude dragon. Didn't anyone teach you manners? No, I don't suppose any of your race would know how." Xellos sneered his eyes opening enough to be gleaming slits of malice.

"Don't you dare speak against my kind monster!" The mace was free and swinging before Filia was fully aware of what she was doing, not that she minded. Maybe this time she would actually make contact. Mere centimeters from its target the mace found itself impacting only air, throwing its wielder off balance and into a shelf of previously unblemished merchandise. The dragon recovered herself and stared down at the destruction, fully furious now. "Look what you did!"

"I did? You're the one waving that thing around in a vase shop, not me." Xelloss jibed from above her. Filia looked up and snarled. "So temperamental." The mazoku sighed tiredly. "Maybe you would calm down if I told you that Amelia sent me."

"Really?" Filia let her mace drop and touched a finger to her lip, looking curious. Xelloss frowned because well, it was an unfairly cute gesture and when had he become to comfortable with the spitfire dragon to think of her as cute at any point in time? Zelas would not be pleased. No more of that nonsense he needed a dragon he knew how to deal with.

"No, not really. But it did calm you down." He snickered.

"Why…you…argh!" And the mace was sent flying once again. Xellos phased out and watched the blonde stumble a few steps before returning to her plane of existence.

"So articulate." He bit out sarcastically. "But what should I expect from a stupid dragon." he watched as a raging inferno burst from her petite frame before smiling wickedly finally reaching his fill for the next couple of days. "Well, I have business to attend to, toodles." He disappeared before the woman could open her mouth to retaliate.

Filia stood dumbstruck for a long moment before lifting her mace and shaking it at the empty shop ceiling. "Then why did you come at all!"

"Um… did I come at a bad time?" Filia turned in surprise at the sound of the voice behind her to see a worried customer backing slowly through the open door.

Filia smiled and realized that the action didn't take as much effort as before her unwanted visitor's arrival. She froze mid reassurance that everything was fine and stared out the window in horror, she was actually relieved Xelloss had come. And with that realization came the equally unwelcome thought that she wouldn't mind him coming again in a few days…

"I'm sorry, I think I may be ill, the shop is closing."

Looking thoroughly perturbed by the strange woman who yelled at air and stared blankly out windows the customer fled like a nine tailed chipmunk (the most feared of the rodent family) was at her heels. Filia watched the young woman go before shutting the door and putting up the "Closed" sign. Her kettle screamed to be taken off of the fire but the priestess could muster only enough energy to fall onto a chair and stare at the shattered pieces of ceramic on the floor. She couldn't even dredge up the normal feelings of anger that Xelloss brought forth, they had all been drained by their encounter which could mean only one thing.

"I need to see a doctor."