Cyris: Oiya! I'm letting you off easy, but don't think it'll happen all the time! I've been sick, and visiting some relatives, so I haven't been able to update for a while.

Filia: I wish you were gone all the time...

Cyris: I have two friends who remind me of you and Xellos.

Fi + Xel: ???!!

Cyris: I know, it's weird...

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"We're dead." Xellos whispered back. "Are you sure it's him?" Filia shrugged and turned around to look through the peephole in the door. His clothes were similar to Zel's, but it wasn't him. He was also wearing a blue mask over his eyes, and silvery hair that fell past his shoulders. Filia sighed and opened the door.

"Room service," the butler repeated bowing low.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Xellos asked.

"Ship rules. No one may know who the servants are. Have I interrupted something? A reason for being slammed in the face?" the butler asked sarcastically.

"Oh, I thought you were someone else," Filia fumbled as Xellos giggled. The butler bowed his exit and Filia shut the door. She leaned against it and whispered, "That was close." She turned to Xellos, who was giggling silently. She frowned and declared, "I'm getting a drink." Xellos jumped up and followed Filia up the stairs to the café. They went in to see a sight: Amelia at the counter complaining about the drink prices.

"The drink prices are way to high! As Princess of Seyruun, I will make sure that all the people at this bar will get a fair price! I demand you to lower the price immediately!!" Some other customers were cheering here on, and the manager, who was wearing a crimson mask, was desperately trying to settle them down.

"Look little lady!" he boomed. "I don't care if you're the Duchess of Saywhat, or the Queen of England, I have fair prices here, and I'm not going to lower them!"

"This is unjust! People need good prices in order to afford things that they really need!"

"Little lady, if I get you a free drink, will you shut up?"

"Only if you give the whole bar a free drink!!" Filia winced.

"Being a Mazoku isn't all fun and games," Xellos whispered, a little happy to be away from Amelia's painful words.

"Shut up," Filia mumbled back. They ordered drinks from someone besides the manager, and sat at a table far away from Amelia. As they drank, Xellos watched Amelia argue over the drink prices, and seeing Filia wince every time she says something about justice. Till Amelia won.

"Alright, Duchess of Saywhat!!"

"Princess of Seyruun!!"

"Whatever!! Okay! The prices are cut in half!!" Amelia smiled as she paid for her drink and sat at a table. A table way too close to Filia and Xellos. Someone in another mask came around and dropped various amounts of coins on the tables with customers. Xellos picked up the amount dropped on his table and counted it.

"Yay, ten percent back," he said sarcastically. He dropped the coins in their coin bag and looked out for Amelia. Filia leaned back in her chair and sighed. Xellos decided to live up his name and started humming softly his little tune. Filia closed her eyes and sighed again, slowly bringing her cup to her lips. When Filia was about to take a sip, her eyes snapped open and she slammed her cup on the table, splashing tea everywhere, including some on Xellos.

"What?" he asked, smiling. Filia glared at him and whispered, "Don't you dare do that!!" Xellos ignored her and continued trying to clean the tea of his clothes.

"I think you stained my clothes. I don't have any more!" Filia smiled at his sufferings.

"Serves you right. Spend the rest of this stupid contest wearing dirty clothes."

"You're help."

"Call it a gift." Xellos looked over at Filia who was quietly sipping what remains of her tea.

"You're getting revenge, aren't you," Xellos whispered. Filia shrugged.

"Depends on how look at it. Physically, not really. But I AM getting revenge on all those times you annoyed the rest of us. Strange it's me who is stuck doing it." Xellos frowned.

"I'm going to take a shower before we're discovered." Filia's head snapped around to see Amelia, walking to the doorway, which meant passing their table.

"Good idea." Xellos and Filia pushed, pulled and shoved each other out the door. They soon made it to their room, to see the butler from earlier tidy up the place.

"What're you going here?"

"I'm tidying up. It's a dreadful mess. I also have a message for you."

"From...?"

"Kirina." They looked at each other.

"Who's she?" Xellos started. The butler walked over to the door and locked it, placing the key in his pocket.

"She is the sorceress guilty of your curse."

"WHAT!?!" Both darted at the poor butler, who tried to hid in shock. Filia reached him first, hence teleporting. Xellos frowned and retreated to the bed. Filia grabbed the butler by the shoulders, and forced his arms down. She now saw that the mask covered even his eyes. Filia grabbed the middle of the mask and pulled it off the now entirely shocked and surprised, and almost petrified butler. She blinked at his brilliant aqua green eyes, as he did at her Mazoku ones.

"Maz-mph...!!" Filia's hand was quicker than his mouth. Xellos serpresed a laugh. The butler trembled, and almost lost contact with his legs. Filia let go of him and blipped to the center of the bed, keeping her distance. The butler stumbled against the door, his hand going for his pocket for the key, but remembered the message. He stood up and cleared his throat.

"Is it safe to ask your names?" The twos had a surprised expression written all over their faces. "I like to refer to names when I'm returning to the sender."

"My name," Xellos started, catching the messenger's attention. "My name is... a secret!!" Filia and the messenger sweatdropped. Filia whacked him on the back of his head.

"He's-"

"She's Filia!" Xellos but in, jabbing a thumb at Filia. That earned him another smack.

"He's Xellos!" Filia said, pointing to him. The messenger's eyes went wide with shock. He started looking in his pockets and fumbling with the key. "I think he knows you," Filia whispered to Xellos as he blushed.

"Are you the one who killed all those dragons, that time ago?" the butler stammered, accidentally dropping the key and bending down to pick it up, his eyes never leaving Xellos.

"The one and the same!" Filia chirped happily. He dropped his key again. But he didn't pick it up.

"Wait, this has something to do with that curse thing, right?" Xellos nodded. "Ah." The messenger didn't know how to react: scared that he's dealing with the ex-most powerful single Mazoku in all the world, or happy that he wouldn't be dead anytime soon? But that Filia Mazoku...

"What the message?"

"Wha?" He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Oh, the key to ending the 'contest' is in a floating tower." The two 'zokus stared at him in puzzlement. "She's captured there, and can't use any magic within it. She needs to be free to be able to correct your dilemma."

"Where's the tower?"

"Erm... that... is a secret." Filia glared at him. "Hey! That's what she told me to say if you asked that!!"

"Do us a favor and just tell us!"

"Truthfully, I don't know where it is." They both grumbled something that he couldn't hear. "No, seriously! She communicated to me by telepathy!"

"If she can't use magic in the tower, how could she talk to you?"

"If you have an outside source of energy, you can still us some magic. I believe I told you all I know, so I will leave now." He bowed low, grabbed his mask, straightened up, fitted on his mask, walked out, bowed low again (with his mask still mysteriously on), and left.

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A/N: For those who didn't notice, yes, Sahannah's new name is Kirina. Now I can just boot that name from my memory.