The Devil hath fallen in love with an angel. Or at least, that's what everyone said. It's the latest gossip in hell. The red-headed Devil has fallen in love with a little, doe-eyed angel that he had kidnapped not so long ago.

It wasn't anything too unorthodox, for, in this very liberal society of angels and demons, angels and demons mostly lived their own kind but had no rules setting them apart. However, every demon and angel who weren't aware of what actually happened were disgusted by the Devil for kidnapping an angel and later falling in love with his prisoner.

After all, nobody doubted it when people said that the Devil probably had a sick obsession with the poor angel.

Well, nobody except his sister, Blue, that is.

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"Greenie!" Blue shouted for him from another room.

"Yes, Blue?" he shouted back, not laying off his concentration on his studies and his paperwork.

"Remember about the angel staying with Silver?!"

"Yes, and?"

Blue dragged Lyra into Green's study and proudly displayed her in front of Green. "I'm adopting her!"

Meanwhile, Lyra shyly waved and confusedly said, "Hello…?"

Green stared in astonishment, but at the same time, sheer and utter exasperation at Blue's latest scheme.

"Blue…you did…what?"

Blue giggled at his response. "Well, not really adopt, but she's going to be staying with us for a while. Also, she's Crystal's sister."

"Oh, Crystal had a sister? Interesting," replied Green, with absolutely no interest in his tone of voice, as he already had his nose stuck in some more accountant files.

"Yes… It means that Crystal is an angel," said Blue, perplexed why Green remained unfazed by the news as she and her brother had been.

Meanwhile, Green looked at Blue as if she had just pointed out that one plus one equals two. "Yes, I am quite aware."

Blue spluttered in astonishment but was too astounded to respond. Instead, she merely dragged Lyra to her new room.

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It has been a full week since Lyra had gone to live with his sister. And it barely has been 10 days since Silver had been aware of Lyra's existence. She had been in his life for so little, and yet she had managed to infiltrate every single thought going through his mind.

Silver supposed that not a lot of females were a part of his life before Lyra, let alone other beings in general. Being the Devil automatically had at least 90% of the population cower in fear of you, and you've never even talked to them.

He thought of all the entities who weren't actually afraid of him. There was always Blue, but she was more of a sister to him for as long as he could remember.

Then there was Green, who was and still is the best accountant he could ask for, but their relationship was so strictly business though it was built on mutual respect. Well, unless matters involved Blue, of course. Silver vowed to dispose of Green if he would dare break his sister's heart.

There was also Green's new assistant, Crystal, but she was always so busy and dedicated to working. Besides, Gold liked Crystal. Gold was an old friend of Silver, though the definition of "friend" would have to be stretched a bit. He was a bit annoying, and a bit of an idiot, but at least Gold would treat Silver as an equal, and not the Devil himself.

And now, there was Lyra. Lyra, who was angelic as an angel could possibly be. Lyra, with her radiant smile, her innocent and glittering eyes, her delicate and soft caresses, and the sublime effect she had on him…

Silver was going to pay a visit to his sister.

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"What a peculiar thing for you to visit us, Silver!"

Blue exclaimed as she pulled her unwilling brother to an embrace. As much as she was genuinely glad that Silver out of all people decided to visit her, she knew that her brother had not visited for her, but rather a particular doe-eyed angel.

"You never visit me! Or anyone!" Blue added as she finally let Silver go. She had a rather mockingly fake look of surprise on her face, which made Silver suspect that Blue knew of his...infatuation with Lyra.

"Well, it appears that you are perfectly aware of the reason behind my sudden visit, so if you will excuse me…" Silver rushed past Blue to enter Blue and Green's humble abode. In hopes of finding Lyra, he searched every room that he knew of, only to discover Green busying himself with work as usual.

Without turning away from his set of paperwork, Green said, "If you are looking for Lyra, she's out in the garden."

Silver, realizing that even Green was aware of his apparent infatuation with the young angel, simply turned around to find the front door again, where Blue was waiting for him with a look on her face that Silver knew too well.

"Why, I thought you were here for a business with Green?" Blue asked, with fake innocence.

Silver was not willing to put up with his sister's shenanigans today. "Nee-san, I know that you know exactly why I'm here, so if you would please tell me where Lyra–"

Blue made a show of dramatically gasping as if the thought of her brother not being asexual had never crossed her mind. "You?! And Lyra?! I would have never guessed–"

"Enough of this!" Silver shouted as he accidentally set Blue's lovely new carpet on fire in an outburst of anger. "Nee-san, if would please oblige for the sake of heaven and hell–"

"Blue? Is something wrong?"

A pair of cerulean eyes and a somewhat agitated pair of silver eyes turned to the source of the voice standing at the doorway.

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Lyra stepped in the door to find Silver standing in the middle of what looked like a burnt up carpet. Obliterated carpets aside, Lyra's face immediately blossomed into a radiant smile at the sight of the red-headed Devil.

"Silver! You came!"

The redhead froze immediately as soon as he heard Lyra's voice. His stance softened along with his expression as he held his arms out to take Lyra into an embrace who flew into his arms.

Before he had fully understood what was going on, the words, "I've missed you," escaped from his lips as he buried his face in the crook of Lyra's soft neck.

"I've missed you as well," Lyra crooned, stroking Silver's crimson locks of hair.

As Silver and Lyra reunited as if they have not seen each other for eons when in truth, it has only been a week, Blue gazed at them with her arms crossed with her face void of emotions. Conflicted whether to smile at the lovely scene in front of her and scowl at the ruinous remains of her new carpet at the same time, Blue teleported away to Green's study, most likely to implore him for another carpet.

"Has my sister been treating you nicely?" Silver asked as he released Lyra from his embrace while still having his arm around her waist. "As much as she is dear to me, she tends to be a bit annoying–or pesky, as Green likes to say–from time to time."

Lyra shook her head and replied with such vigor. "Oh, not at all! She has been nothing but sweet and kind to me! Blue and Green have been doing everything in their abilities to make me feel at home. They even invited Kris over for me to see her again! And though I haven't met her yet, Miss Sapphire has graciously sent me a closet full of exquisite dresses!"

This made Silver smile. It was nice to see that although every other stranger thought that Lyra would be so unhappy, she was surprisingly doing quite well.

"And you haven't been bothered by the fact that you are living in hell now?"

"Well, as long as I'm in the company of such wonderful people, I hardly mind it."

Silver thought back to all those times when he had seen both Blue and Green commit massacres with absolutely no remorse. Even though Blue and Green didn't go around murdering people for fun, they were terribly good at it if it was necessary.

"...I suppose Blue and Green would count as wonderful people as long as you don't cross them."

"And of course, so are you!" Lyra exclaimed as she affectionately poked Silver's nose.

This caused the silver-eyed Devil to grow extremely flustered as he spluttered, "Me? No, I– I'm hardly– You shouldn't– For fuck's sake, I'm the Devil, Lyra–"

"But why should that matter a whit!"

Lyra said in response, as she puffed up her cheeks in vexation, which, in Silver's eyes, looked nothing less than adorable.

Resigned, Silver replied, "Fine, fine. You win."

"By the way, was there a particular reason for your visit today?"

The question made Silver visibly flinch. Of course, he had only visited his sister for he was about to go insane with the thoughts of Lyra haunting his mind every waking moment. But he couldn't say that!

"No, well, I mean, yes, but– I just–" he stammered.

Lyra shushed him again, this time, by placing her finger upon his lips. "No matter, I'm just glad I get to see you again," she said, as she smiled at him like an angelic angel that she is.

By now, Silver's face was as red as his hair was, and he was if he were a mere mortal, his heart would have beaten so loudly that every being in heaven and hell would be able to hear it.

"Oh! That reminds me, you must see the new garden I've grown!" Lyra suddenly blurted out, breaking Silver's reverie. She then proceeded to grab him by his hands and ushered him outside, where a small, but luscious flower garden was waiting.

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After spending the entire afternoon in Lyra's garden fondly watching the pigtailed angel tend the flowers with enthusiasm and somehow ending up with a flower crown upon his head, Silver decided that it was time he went back.

"You're leaving already?" Lyra whined. "But it hasn't been that long!"

"Actually, I believe that it has been around 5 hours since I arrived here."

"Oh! Has it been that late already?"

Lyra fluttered towards Silver and stood in front of him. "Well, if you cannot stay," she gazed straight into his eyes," then you must visit again tomorrow."

Silver fondly stroked Lyra' cheeks. "I will."

Satisfied with his answer, Lyra gleefully hugged him around his neck. Before Silver could even react, she pulled back and pecked his lips. Seeing the stunned look on Silver's face, she giggled as she flew back into the mansion, but not before she shouted, "See you tomorrow, Silver!" at the temporarily dumbfounded Devil.

A minute passed before Silver could fully grasp what had happened, but when he did, blood rose to his face, causing the color of his cheeks shamed the redness of his crimson locks.

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As he had promised, Silver paid another visit to Lyra the next day. He did so again the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after that. And the day after–

The point is that his daily visits to see his beloved angel continued on for nearly half a year until Blue, and to an extent, Green, were quite fed up with the redhead's constant presence in their abode.

Eventually, Blue encouraged–or from Silver's perspective, forced–her dear little brother to make Lyra an offer of marriage. Though the idea was received by Silver with much unwillingness, with quite a bit of coaxing from Blue, he gave in.

On one incandescent morning, as the bright beams of sunlight spread various hues of glittering silvers and golds, the Devil had asked the doe-eyed angel for her hand in marriage.

"I love you as much as the Devil can love an angel with all of his non-existent heart, and if you love me as well, become my wife and stay with me forever," he had said.

Though his words were far from poetic or eloquent and a rather blunt, but as soon as he uttered those words, Lyra threw herself upon the man and kissed him and kissed him and kissed him as if there was no tomorrow.

"Yes! Yes! By all means, yes!" she had said, as she shed tears of joy and tenderness.

"Oh, thank goodness. If you had not said yes at once, I think I would have died."