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A/N - Okay for those who wonder I AM NOT SINGLE W00000T. I would like to proudly introduce my girlfriend Rukkie to you. Hey Kitten mind saying hi.

*Rukkie giggles and smacks Death upside the head*

Right back to work. I'm truly am back from my time off. I just couldn't write people. In fact I took time off from Fanfics in general. But I am truly back and going to do my best for all you my loyal readers.

*notices a tumbleweed pass by*

Or not.

Chapter 9 - Let the Fires Burn.

Mobius and Pyra slowly make there way to Pyra's small place near the outskirts of heaven. They were both very tired after the brief fight with the Hellish Jester so they weren't in any hurry. As they walk around many Angels give them strange looks. Not just for the fact that Mobius wings have not returned to his body. But also for the fact he is walking with a Blood Angel dressed in black.

As they pass by a group of Seraphim; a small rock suddenly hits Mobius in the side of the. The small group of Seraphim almost as one flinch as Mobius and Pyra turn to them. Seeing the cold and piercing eyes of not one but two angels causes the small gathering of Seraphim to scatter. Chuckling to themselves Mobius and Pyra continue along the path towards Pyra's place.

It wasn't a particular big place. In fact it was smaller then most of the other places to live within heaven. Coming to the door Pyra slowly opens it and stumbles inside with the help of Mobius. Everything within the house is some sort of shade of black or purple. All the chairs and sofa is made from a type of Black leather, the tables and furniture are made from black steel. The only thing that even shows the fact that an angel lives in the house is the roof. Which is the same sky blue color as all the others.

Wandering to the couch Pyra final can't stand anymore and just simply flops down on it. The multiple throws into walls and not much sleep the night before really did a number on her and she's now feeling the effects of it. Mobius sighs as he crashes into a large chair also. Looking at her stretched out on the couch he grins and simply looks at her. Pyra's raven black hair cascade down her back with one lock running along her cheek and down her neck. Her piercing ice blue eyes look at him with a mysterious light.

Staring back Mobius smiles glad he at least has a few friends in heaven. Looking at her he finally realizes something she mentioned to him on the night that they met once more.

"You said that you were lonely. What did you mean Pyra? You're one of the best looking Angels in heaven?" Mobius says to her as he leans back in the chair.

"Yeah but how many Angels do you know of with an affinity towards black." She says towards him with a slight chuckle hinted at within her voice.

Mobius chuckles slightly in the chair and continues to look at her. She was sleek of build and about as agile as a cat. But it was true she was the only Angel who liked wearing black. There might be an angel who liked yellow, or blue, some times even red. But Black was really out of the normal.

Getting up from the couch Pyra wanders over towards Mobius and sits down on his lap. Pyra looks up at Mobius with her ice blue eyes sparkling like Crystals in the light of the single lamp burning in the room. "Mobius, didn't you ever wonder why I liked black?" Pyra asks him and she sits cradle on his lap.

Mobius just looks at her. Her raven black hair shimmering like jet (jet is the name of a very shiny black stone) in the soft light. Wrapping his arms around her waist he gently hugs her body to his. "Not once Pyra. I guess mainly cause of my wing and my dark nature it didn't seem out of place." Mobius says to her lightly. Whispering it into her ear as she cuddles up against him.

"That's sort of why. I like black cause of you. I saw you always mysterious, alone. And for some reason I was just kind of attracted to it." Pyra says leaning her head against his chest. Leaning against his chest like this Pyra thought she could hear his heart beat gently underneath his shirt. Smiling she slowly falls asleep; exhaustion finally over coming the will of the angel.

Mobius smiles faintly in the low light of the lamp. Running a hand through Pyra's hair he looks over to the lamp. The flame within the lamp winks out of existence upon the Scientists wink. Several minutes pass in the dark silence before the slight sound of snoring is heard within the confine of the room as both its occupants are fast asleep.

Chapter 9 - End

A/N - (Death) - Thank you all for coming once more into my world. Sorry for taking out the stranger but he WILL be back near the end of the fic. I found it easier to achieve what I'm aiming for if I pulled him out. As some of you know I have a new girl. And I thank her for this chapter more then any one else. But there are some people I want to recognize.

Mistress Redlady - You're a good friend. I'm glad you enjoy this fic and your one of the people I keep writing this for.

Mintbaby - I know you don't read my fics cause you are afraid of critiquing to harshly but you're an inspiration to my writing and are a good friend despite it.

Serenity - Sorry I keep missing you but I'm glad you're still interested in the story. Even though we aren't together anymore this story is still for you more so then any one else. I'm just glad we're still friends.

And last but far from least is Rukkie - Lets just say that without her this story would have been long dead on my HD collecting dust. I just couldn't write anymore. Not like I used to. I had no real inspiration and the driving force for this story was no longer there. She has given me far more then some one to talk and be with but she also managed to get over my feelings of guilt over what I did to Serenity. I will not tell what happened. It was my fault and I just couldn't live with it or this fic for that feeling of guilt. Just lets say that the person behind the whole concept of Pyra is a lying slut and leave it at that.

Well that is all the notes I have. Maybe I'll update again really soon but who knows. Gomen nasai to those I kept waiting.