AN: Wrote this at two in the morning while trying to watch Black Butler Circus...*so tired* and do senior project. Gonna take a nap now..

Disclaimer: don't own them..*cries*

They both gasped feeling a large shock of power surge through them as the gate slammed shut behind them.

"Well, that was… close." The crimson devil gasped in relief looking at the open pathway in front of them.

"You imbécile! Do you have any idea what you've done you should have left me!" Francis shouted pointing at the Iron Gate behind them.

"I wasn't going to leave you with that git frog, now get your knickers out of a twist and let's go." Arthur motioned to the road and started to walk ahead.

Francis only sighed, and then smiled, chasing after the smaller demon. "Wait up mon ami~"

"Don't call me that bloody frog!"

This was how their journey continued up until they reached the surface. "Well…" Arthur swallowed nervously "here we go."

They stepped out into daylight their devil features melting away so they looked like humans. Francis appeared the same just minus the tail and horns and normal human looking eyes, not cat eyes. Arthur changed more his crimson colored hair turning to its natural light blond, and his eyes turned human to tail and horns disappearing.

The two demons walked a ways people passing by barely paying attention to them as they wandered the city searching, for what Francis had no idea. Finally after about a hour of wandering they arrived in front of one of the cities large cathedrals, hissing slightly at the burns that started to appear on them.

Ignoring the pain they entered the blessed building arriving at the alter and stood silent.

"Arthur what are we here for again? Not that I don't enjoy the scenery but its starting to hurt." Francis winced a large burn causing his cheek to smoke.

"Asking… for forgiveness." He muttered head bowed hands clenched tightly in front of him. "Please… I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Arthur screamed the sound echoing throughout the cathedral, it filled with anguish and self hatred.

"Arthur? Arthur is that really you?" A soft female voice echoed a bright light filling his mind a single hand outstretched.

"L-Liz?" He whimpered, like a small child seeing their mother for the first time in a long time.

"Oh Arthur it is you! Come back sweetie we've been waiting for you, we all have, for you and Francis to."

A soft quiet male voice followed hers. "Papa? Papa please come back eh? I miss you."

Francis stood frozen hearing that voice, that oh so familiar voice echo in his head. "M-Mathew mon petit Matthew?!" He cried out reaching for the hand that appeared to him.

Both men grasped the hands before them tightly as if they'd never let go again and a large brilliant light filled the church. They collapsed to their knees screaming in pain and large brilliant white wings sprout from their backs blood splattering the floor behind them and running down their backs.

After that they collapsed falling into a deep slumber the whimsical voices of their people lulling them to sleep. "Sleep, dears, well be here when you awake~"

AN: Sorry it's so short but free time comes only after 11:00 pm during the week. Ill try to make the next chapter longer!