A/N: Hey! Finally had the time to update this story! This is where the stuff happens! The scheming and drama...

Etna's POV

YES! My plan is definitely going into place. First I take a pic of Flonne kissing Laharl, on the cheek of course, then I get him all riled up by showing it to him. After that I'll go ahead and spread the news that our supposed heartless and powerful overlord is going lovey dovey with an angel. They'll cause a riot, resulting in the demons overthrowing the little pipsqueak. I'm going to be your new heartless queen! *wink*

I'm skipping back to my secret chamber, eating some of the pudding that I got from the moron, to write the progress of my plan when the runt showed his face in front of mine and yelled, "Etna don't you dare distribute that photo!"

I licked any remaining pudding off my face and grinned at him, "Or what?" I laughed as he twitched furiously. It's pretty adorable when he steams up! "Bye prince...", I said in a low voice. I skip away and out of site. I enter my secret room and record my progress. A drop of sweat plops to the pages I write on. I'm worried this might not play through, but I suck in a quick breath and reassured myself 'Your the menacing Etna! You got this!' I wipe the drop with my right thumb off the latest paper I'm writing on.

My journals consist of several pages of events that have happened to me ever since I was a little devil causing havoc. I come across an entry about the prince when we were in Celestia. He was about to risk his own life just to bring that nuisance of an angle back (The Seraph, or leader of Celestia, changed Flonne into a flower- Wait a sec, you probably already know this crap!). What the hell! I know that there isn't anything genuine between them because the little brat was pushed into making the decision.

I quietly glance outside the room to see if he's around and then sigh in relief. I exit out and tip toe away from the room's location, when out of freaking nowhere Flonne appears in front of me, centimeters from my face. I feel rage fuel me. "Ugh! Personal space!" She's alert and backs up a bit. There was a silence when she finally decides to break it with a big,

"Hi there Etna!" Her smile widdens slowly as if she's about to tell me some big news.

'Oh no...' "What is it?" I said with an uncertain expression, waiting for her response. I watch as her smile grows wider and wider.

"You know the Fiery Ball that's coming up tomorrow? Well, I'm gonna ask Laharl to accompany me to it" She looks down and giggles.

'What?! There's no way that will happen' I scoff. "Oh, isn't that nice... Well, see ya!" I storm off, my face turning red with fury, and try to find the prince as quickly as possible.


Flonne's POV

Oh, what a sweet surprise this will be! There's a ball taking place tomorrow evening at this castle. I love these sort of events where people gather together for a certain occasion. Oh, I wonder if I have what it takes to ask him? Do I?... Hey, don't doubt yourself! I have plan B if I fail anyway.

So I enter Laharl's room with my ninja skills, NIN NIN NIN, then see him resting in his cold stiff coffin. I was gonna reach in and kiss him on his cheek, cause he's so cute when he sleeps! but he slowly turned to face me and said "Flonne, what are you doing?" He opened his eyes, beautiful shining red eyes, and furrowed them. I hid myself by crawling through the floor. He seemed a bit irritated "Reveal yourself now!" I forced myself up and looked at him with guilt,

"Sorry for waking you Laharl..." He started to get a bit nervous,

"Uh, no p-problem... What is it?" He already got up from the coffin and is standing like the prince he was destined to be- just a bit more pink than usual.

"Um, you know about the Nether ball tomorrow night right?"

"Of course I do! I have to che-!" He stopped and gazed at me for a bit then continued "Damn, I forgot all about it! I need to check on the preparations!" He immediately stormed out of the room. He seemed like he was hiding something. Oh, how am I going to ask him to the ball now? Sniff Sniff...


Laharl's POV

I can't believe I forgot about the ball! Damn Damn Damn! There aren't really any preparations... the ball's already set up! It's just... Me asking her to go with me. I got to test this warm feeling deep down. Do I despise it... or do I absorb it? Ah, who am I kidding? I'm no good at this sort of thing! Like hell I am!

So I start to march over towards the throne room, where I awkwardly left Flonne... She's gone! Where could she have gone Dammit? Oh, there she is, in my room, laying in my coffin. When I get right next to it, she glances over, tears dripping down her face.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Oh man, I'm letting my guard down!

"..." She turned back around in silence. I tilt my head to the side as I reach my hand out to comfort her when- YANK! She suddenly grabs it and hurls me next to her. She clears her eyes and gives me a wry smile "Laharl! I need to ask you something important" She leans closer and closer- our noses almost touching- until I had to pull her away. Her smile faded noticing she went a tad too far with that gesture and continues "Will you... go to the ball with me? If you don't want to... I'll understand..." She was also gonna ask me to go? Well what do I do then? Accept it or don't accept it. Why would I- the most powerful and heartless overlord- ever want to put myself in this lowly situation? Oh alright, I'll do it!

"S-sure why not?" NO! I sounded like an idiot! I didn't realize how flared up I am. She gave a big smile that for some reason melts my hearts right away.

"Oh thank you Laharl!" She gave me a surprising kiss on the cheeks then got up and happily skips away. I also get up, in shock from the kiss. I shake it off and smile widely.

"HAAHAHAHAHAAH! Now I'm the best overlord and player!" Maybe love isn't so bad. Maybe my old man was right...