Note: Try to picture Mephisto's movements, mannerisms, and intentions

-Mephisto and Miki have pasted into his office-


"I know what you did out there, just now." He sat across the table with his legs crossed while stirring his tea. I could hear my heart beating quicker; knew I lied? Knew what I thought? Knew my secret? I couldn't meet with his eyes. What did he know?

"Know what?" How much of his memory will I have to take? He sighed and placed his tea cup on the table. He leaned forward, making that sinking feeling in my stomach feel as if it were dragging me through the chair I was sitting on. I crossed my arms making my shoulders narrow in front of me.

"You could say Fujimoto was my close and personal friend. You might be lying, but you could easily say it. I've known him for longer than you've been alive my dear, and we had this sort of, agreement." He paused until I made eye contact again. "I know you've known him for a while as well, and I know the circumstances under why you knew each other."

"I- I don't follow." Did he mean he knew that Shirō was the one to save me when I was born? I was barely a few weeks old at the time. I can't remember where I was living but I still remember Shirō walking through the snow, carrying me and another; one of his newborn twins. Someone else was carrying the other one but for some reason that memory was blocked from my mind. I can remember just about everything, but not anything before Shirō. It's… odd for me not to remember something. Sometimes I think those memories were stolen themselves. "I don't understand,"

"Because you don't trust me." Trust him? What? Why in Sam's hell should I trust this creep; with his pointy ears and green rodent thing. Wait; was it really just now that I noticed his ears? He continued. "You don't trust anyone, with your secret."

"Okay, how do you know about my secret?" Damn it, I want answers from this man, I can steal memories later.

"Now we are getting somewhere," he laughed a bit and picked up his tea once again. There's something odd about how he doesn't answer anything. I noticed it while we were driving here, does he really know anything? I decided to play it colder than I had before.

"Damn, you're wasting my time, could you get to the point? How do you know I'm a demon?" Did I really need to add that last part? I mean he could have known a different secret of mine. Then he gasped. Oh no. He, didn't know?

"You're a demon?" Is he smiling at me now? What is wrong with this guy? Why would this be amusing? But I should take this moment to fix my blunder.

"Well, I think I am," I glance up and damn he's eating this up, "I'm really not too sure, I have… abilities."

"Demonic ones?" His eyes grew wide and twinkled as he leaned in again as if the closer he got the more information he would receive.

"No, fairy princess ones; the kind with glitter and sparkles that make the flowers grow." I rolled my eyes.

"You're not being serous," he paused, "are you?" he sounds almost hopeful. He's seriously pissing me off. I stood up trying to make myself look angrier than I really am by slamming my hands on the table and inhaling a deep breath.

"Are you going to fucking answer, my fucking questions, or am I going to have to fucking search your skull to get my fucking answers?" I glared my best glare and waited for it to sink in. He sat perplexed for a moment then stood opposite me. I waited. He wouldn't meet my gaze; in fact he looked as if he were trying to remember something. We continued this for what seemed like an eternity. He finally looked up and said the first serious thing of the day.

"That's not a demoniac attribute, it's an angelic one." He waited for a reaction; I gave him none. I still glared unmoving though my mind was racing. "If you think I'm lying, why don't you 'search my skull' yourself?" A challenge? And he's serous too. He's serous?

"How do you- is that common knowledge or something?" Could that really be the truth? Am I part Angle?

"It's not common knowledge." Pointy ears sat down again as if satisfied with the conversation and commenced with rubbing the hamster. I could feel the information wiping the angst off my face. He just unlocked one of the biggest wonders of my life without so much as batting a lash.


Damn, he's good.