A/N: This is more focused on Gash and Zeon, since I've kind of been neglecting them for the past few chapters, aheh…

And this will be a twoshot one. This will be continued in tomorrow's chapter!

Prompt: Above
Words(without A/N): 1265
Rating: T
Spoiler Alerts: No spoilers.
Verse: Manga Universe.

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Gash was the ruler of Makai; that was a given obvious. However, not many demons knew that he most likely would have failed within the first hour if his twin brother Zeon weren't there to help him with the paperwork.

They were above the rest; they were royalty.

Gash did not like doing the paperwork. It wasn't that it was hard or anything, it was just plain boring and time consuming. Most of the things the papers covered were things like laws, and the rules of being the new ruler of Makai. It was tiring; he reviewed all of that with Earth already, why did he have to go over them all again?

Luckily Zeon, being the 'nice' and 'caring' older twin brother that he just was, had agreed to doing half the paperwork for him so that he could go out to play with his friends. Usually, doing them all by yourself all at once would take about four hours straight, and they had school in the mornings so there just wasn't any time at all to play with his friends. But if Zeon had cut the workload in half, Gash could go straight to his friend and have fun, and would be able to come home with most of the paperwork done for him. Zeon had said he would do half the work, but he always ended up doing most of it.

Even though they ruled the entire demon world together, Zeon couldn't help but feel jealous of the others, of Gash's friends. They were able to roam outside and play and have fun and all that while he and his twin brother were stuck inside dealing with chores and a stack of papers to sign. The people had all the freedom while the king was locked inside the palace, having to do all of the work. It just wasn't fair.

But when he had complained to Gash about it, his twin golden brother just simply laughed it off and told him to stop thinking about things like that and just have fun. But that was just it. He couldn't have fun when he was supposed to be inside signing papers. Was it his job to make everyone else happy? No, it wasn't. It was Gash's job. But Zeon's job was to make Gash happy, and staying inside all the time wouldn't do anything to save his happiness. So he offered to do most of the work for him. But was his own happiness worth sacrificing just to make his brother's life easier? He started to question it.

But once he looked outside and saw his brother smiling happily and running around in circles with his friends and taunting the ever so coward Kyanchome, Zeon decided that it was worth it just to see his brother smile. Because Gash was the most important being in existence to him, and he would do anything to make him happy. He silently decided to continue doing what he was doing now, in order to just see his brother smile and to continue smiling.

…Until one day where he became sick.

It wasn't common for demons to get sick; in fact, it was extremely rare. And whenever a demon did get sick and catch a cold, it was either a 24 hour bug, or a grave illness. Zeon wasn't sure which of the two he had, other than the fact that he was sick and therefore could not do his brother's paperwork for him.

He had tried to get up and do the paperwork, but he couldn't even take two steps before falling over, breathing heavily. His brother was most likely working on the paperwork right now, while he was stuck with his face implanted in the floor. Four hours later, his golden twin brother had finally entered the room and found his brother off the bed and as stiff as a board on the ground. He quickly rushed him back to the bed.

The next day, Zeon was feeling even worse, so he assumed that it wasn't a 24 hour bug and that he would most likely die from the illness. However, he wasn't scared or afraid in the slightest. Years and years of harsh training had also taught him true strength, and he wasn't afraid to take death head on, as he was demonstrating right now.

Gash, Tio, Kyanchome, and even that horse demon Umagon Zeon didn't like so much were surrounding him on the bed, asking him if there was anything, anything they could do for him. But…they couldn't, could they? Because demons getting sick was such a rare case, there wasn't a cure for them. Zeon would most likely die. And even if he wasn't afraid of the fact that he was dying, he was afraid of what would happen after he passed on. What would happen to Gash? His golden twin brother can't stand the pressure of being the ruler of Makai alone. He would give out to all the work and pressure the next day. And then what would happen?

Zeon didn't have much more time to think as he found his vision getting blurrier and blurrier by the second. He wasn't about to die yet; it was just that he was awake the whole night, and now his body was finally giving in to some much needed rest.

…Or so he thought.

Apparently the others had thought that he had given in to death, and were slowly walking out of the room while holding back tears. Gash was the only one that had stayed behind, and he absolutely refused to let his brother die like this. If his brother had to die, he knew that Zeon would rather explode in a burst of fireworks. That was a much better and cooler way to die, rather than some damned disease that had sprung up on them out of nowhere.

He then remembered something in the back of his mind; something that could possibly cure Zeon. But he didn't have much time left, did he? No. Zeon's death was coming faster and faster, so he had to hurry up as fast as he could. Gash had been working on it for the past few months, and he knew that it wasn't anywhere near ready. But if it were to save his brother's life, he had to try it out now. If it didn't work, then at least he could live with knowing that he at least tried to save his brother.

The ruler grabbed Zeon and placed him on his back and quickly ran out of the room and down the many flights of stairs as fast as he possibly could without his twin silver brother sliding off his back. He continued to run down until it was completely dark and it was hard to see a thing. However, the slight hum of a machine was able to be heard, so he used that as his source of determination and continued to run down the flights of stairs, the humming growing louder and louder with each step.

Now he was completely engulfed in darkness, but he knew exactly where he was. One look around, and he saw a few lights in circle formations surrounding something. That something was the thing to save his brother's life, and he knew it. He ran closer to it and inspected it as well as he could in the dark. Gash accidentally pressed a button and the machine stirred completely to life, and a bright light engulfed them both.

When the light died down…they were both gone.