We are back again with another chapter. Getting to see just what or who has been messing with Mephisto's barriers now. So very glad people are enjoying the reading please leave a comment if you have any suggestions or just wish to say yay or nay on the story.

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The dark of night was now upon the city. Mephisto stood just inside the barrier he had placed to keep out and trouble making demons. Any mid to high powered demons would not be able to pass into his beloved city. Well at least not with ought his consent. Walking the road slowly expecting the barrio as he went. Trying to find whatever had been playing with his precious barrios.

"What an awful night…" Looking out at the lower level demons prowling the border. "But still… this isn't right…" Mephisto spoke to himself. Scratching at his chin slightly as he continued to walk, every now and then staring at the floating Coal Tar Demons around his head. Swatting at them as they were distracting him from his thinking. 'None of these demons would ever try to do anything to my barrier, and even if they did they would never live to see another day.' Glaring down the street. The dark seemed to linger there, all the demons seeming to notice this and became even more restless.

"There must be something more-" the demon King of Time pondered even more. His eyes widening suddenly. 'How could I be so blind! To miss something so simple…' kicking himself for missing the small detail. Mephisto was expecting to find some large stupid demon trying to force its way past the barrier, or something along that line. Dew to that line of thinking he had completely over looked the darkness growing around him. He knew the night well and this was no normal night. Now able to see the night was thickening, causing the line of sight to quickly diminish. Only able to see maybe three blocks in any direction, and Mephisto knew the cause of this darkness was kidding just outside of his view.

The scrambling of goblins fleeing the area brought the Director back from his deep thought. Anxiously twirling his bright pink umbrella in hand.

"Now, now" Mephisto called out to the darkness. "Why don't you stop with this silly little game? And come out?"

"If I don't recall, you quite enjoyed games" an all too familiar voice called back from down the road. Mephisto's finger twitched slightly but all in all he kept his cool, collect, and professional appearance. Gradually a figure made its way toward the barrio, the dark seeming to follow him. Masking the man till he stood just a yard or two away from Mephisto. The barrier the only thing between the two.

"It has been some time sins we have seen one another" the smooth voice echoed in the empty streets. The man could be easily seen now as the single street light shed down on the two. A crimson red haired man stood just shy of 5'9''. Still needing to look up to meet Mephisto's eyes, a smirk on the man's lips as he did so.

He wore a simple button up cream collared shirt, though several of the top buttons where undone. A deep blood red vest clung to the young man's well-toned chest. The two rows of brass buttons held the vest close. Burnt brown trousers and black leather boots, the lacing done up tightly as so he would not need to redo them any time soon. The last thing Mephisto noticed as he looked over the man standing before him, something that aggravated him to no end. The man held his coat in one hand over his shoulder. A white gloved fist clamped around the neck of the delicate coat. Utterly destroying and wrinkling the fragile collar.

"You changed your hair… yet again,… Iblis" crossing his arms in disapproval of his younger brother's sudden appearance. Iblis was the 3ed son of Satan, and the king of Fire.

"You noticed, and here I was thinking you wouldn't" Iblis ran his hands back throw his hair. It was slicked back and slightly spiked. Though on either side of his head it seemed to be poled back differently. Spiked back to resemble two horns pointed back, the tips a bright orange. The rest of his hair fell just past his shoulders and followed the red orange pattern.

"Yes… very good, now what are you doing here Iblis?" now losing his patients with his younger brother. Uncrossing his arms and leaning back on his umbrella as a cane.

Stepping closer to the barrier, Iblis raised his hand as if to touch Mephisto, only to meet the arcane force field. Iblis only smiled, running his fingers along the surface of the now visible barrier. Sparks flying throw the air, lighting up the dim street. The bolts flew out hitting and killing many innocent little Coal Tars that had unfortunately been in the area of the two Demon Kings. The pain from touching such a powerful ward didn't even faze the King of Flames.

"Please Older Brother, I have grown tired of that name." polling his hand back to his side. The fingertips of his gloves had been torn open from the small touch. Sighing softly, disappointed that his action had little to no response from Mephisto. The last of the sparks finally dying out as it took another innocent Coal Tar with it.

"Oh? And what have you decided to call yourself now?" unimpressed by the younger.

Taking a step back to bow "please Big brother call me Seek" looking up at Mephisto with a grin that stretched from Pointed ear to pointed ear.

"Well then … 'Seek' it has been a delight but please" Mephisto posed, his eyes glaring daggers "leave my city."

"Come now Brother. I have traveled all the way from the deepest part of Gehenna, no thanks to you, only to come see you" frowning as he stood up, a hand on his hip as he talked with his other. "I even heard from a little bird that our dear brother Amaimon has taken residency with you"

"Yes he has, now leave before I take this matter into my own hands" Mephisto snapped with a harsh cold voice. Gripping the triple scoop ice cream handle tightly. Turning slightly as if ready to simply walk away.

"Brother, please hear me out" the tone in Seek's voice had changed. It was no longer the confident cocky smirk he had been speaking in sins showing himself but a far more concerned tone, almost scared. Mephisto's demeanor had become far more hostile and the air around them tensed with every second that passed.

"Ein" Mephisto began to count.

"No Brother you misunderstand me!" Seek franticly trying to explain himself before the king of Time.

"Zwei"

"Let me explain!" still trying to talk over the slowly counting Mephisto

"Dre-"

"Dame it Brother! I came to apologies!" shouting at the Demon. Mephisto was baffled to say the least. Looking back at the red headed brother of his in disbelief. Seek stood there his hands in fists looking down to ashamed to dare look up. "That's what I was trying to tell you!" his face growing red in frustration 'damn why is this so hard!' thinking to himself, slowly calming down. Sadly with the past flooding in to his mind it all only upset him even more.

Several silent moments passed as the two just stood there. Seek trying to gather his thoughts as Mephisto just stood in shock. It took a lot to baffle Mephisto and his younger brother had done it.

"I'm sorry Dame it! Brother…" looking up to meet Mephisto's gaze finally "That's why…. That's why I am here. To see you and Amaimon." Looking down again ashamed of his past. His eye slowly began to water though Seek was able to fight back the tears.

All the while Seek was stumbling over his words Mephisto was thinking everything over. Analyzing every move, word, and action. Contemplating his next move. Letting out a deep sigh and turning away ready to go back to his office.

"Brother…" Seek called out desperately as Mephisto turned only to be interrupted he could protest.

"Seek…. I will… send for you when I see fit. Until then" turning on his heals to look back at the younger demon King. eyes cold and a threatening smile on his lips "stay out of sight and if you even think about causing trouble in my town … I Will Kill You…." giving a single nod Mephisto turned again though this time vanishing in a puff of pink smoke.

- Back in Mephisto's Office -

The door suddenly opened and a rather stressed Mephisto stepped throw the door. Amaimon peeked up over the back of the couch a short pause from the flashing video game.

"Brother you have returned" Amaimon called back. Seeing his brothers so stressed he offered a soft smile hopping it would lighten the mood. Though the younger Demon's voice was still the monotone Mephisto had grown accustom to. "Is everything back to normal once more?"

"For the time, yes" Replied the Director. Hanging his hat and cape up on the rack as he always did when returning to his office. But he then slipped out of his flawless white coat and hung it up as well. Revealing his dark Maroon colored button up shirt. And white vest. Even his gloves came off. making his way over to the couch and taking a seat next to his brother.

Knowing his Brother was quite tense Amaimon didn't press for any more information. Only nodding though glancing at the paper covered desk then back at Mephisto.

"um…" starring at him then back at Mephisto "do you not intend to….finish?" not sure if he should finish his sentence but it was a tad bit late now.

With a smile the older demon just shook his head "no not now, but…" turning to look at Amaimon, his hand coming up to hold his cheek softly. Leaning in as Mephisto's gaze so intense, admiring the teenage demon. This all cased Amaimon to blush. As well to lose the game he had been playing before his brother had walked into the room.

"B-but what Brother…?" Amaimon asked. Hating that his voice had failed on him. making him sound shy and timid. Witch he was at that given moment.

Cupping his brother's cheek more firmly, slowly poling him closer. "But… I promised to play with you…" leaning in and closing the gap between the two. Placing a soft kiss on the Youngers lips. Then cocking his head to the side, braking the longing kiss to kiss him again quickly. Leaving a trail of butterfly kisses across Amaimon's smooth skin. The tray led all the way to the demons pointed ear where Mephisto would lick and nibble softly. "And I have quite a lot of` 'stress' to relieve" ever so softly did Mephisto whispered.

Sending shivers down Amaimon's back. soft moans pf pleasure escaped his lips, his older brother teasing him still. Able to feel his pants grow tight.

"A-ah~…. B-brother…" his mind already beginning to grow foggy. The only clear thought was that it would be a very long night.

It always was when Mephisto wished to relieve some 'stress'.