Relena sat stiffly in the chair, not daring to relax. Clutching her purse, she nervously watched Dorothy, who was regarding her with a slightly expectant look. Steeling herself, she looked Dorothy straight in the eye and declared, "It didn't work."

Dorothy leaned forward slightly, arching one forked eyebrow, she silently urged Relena to elaborate.

"Your summoning spell.... it didn't work," honey-haired woman continued, "it was supposed to bring me the devil," she laughed, "I didn't get no devil."

Dorothy blinked, "Didn't work?" she shrugged, "that's not my *my* fault if you didn't do the spell properly and nothing happened."

"Nothing happened?" Relena repeated, "Oh no no no, you don't understand. Something happened all right, something indeed."

"What?" Dorothy demanded, irritated.

"Oh yes, your spell was not a complete failure. Something rather dramatic happened, in fact," pausing she leaned forward until her lips were brushing the other woman's ear, "for the last week I have had the privilege of having Shinigami himself as my guest," she whispered.

Dorothy's eyebrows shot up to her hairline as her eyes widened slightly in surprise. Taking a breath, and schooling her features, she asked, "Is that so?"

"Yes it is so!" Relena snapped, "and since it was your spell that brought him here, your going to help me,"

"With what, may I ask, am I to help you with, Miss Relena? She asked, slightly mocking.

Favoring Dorothy with a heated glare, Relena rose from her chair to pace the room, "Duo, as he calls himself, has made it quite clear of how he sees our 'relationship'. Basically, I'm his pawn, his only tie to the mortal world," pausing she faced Dorothy, "but, I'd like to turn the tables on him. He *needs* me to stay here, which is the only reason he doesn't kill me, he made that fact painfully clear.

Shaking her head, she continued pacing, "I want me revenge, which he has agreed to give me, but he is moving to slow for my tastes. He enjoys *playing* with his target," picking up a silver dagger with a curved blade, she toyed with the weapon, "I need more control over him, and I know *you* can give it to me," she finished.

"Indeed I can," the leather clad sorceress responded, rising to her feet. She moved to a cabinet positioned just beside the divan, and unlocked it with a key that appeared in her hand. Rummaging for a moment, she pulled out a black velvet pouch. Re-locking the cabinet, the key disappeared, and she moved to where Relena was waiting.

Reaching into the pouch, Dorothy removed a silver cross on a chain and held it up. As it dangled in front of her face, Relena could see the jewels embedded into it. A large amethyst was positioned right in the center, with a small sapphire on each of the four sides.

Replacing the necklace into the pouch, Dorothy spoke, "It's said that this was made by Shinigami's one time lover. It is the only object that has any power over him, for it holds the power of his love within it. The love which he lost when his lover was lost to him."

Relena nodded and reached for the ouch, but Dorothy moved it from her reach. Stepping forward, she pressed her body to the shorter woman's and whispered, "You know the price."

Relena ran her tongue along the daggers blade and replied, "I know."