Ok... somehow I managed to scratch it up before the end of the deadline... I'm quite late though... It's my fault too... I have a lot of things to do and I arranged the deadlines continuously... and btw... school's starting soon!

I tried to write in a different style in this chapter... But I don't think it worked... Ehehehe... It's not of the best quality anymore... I've been tired studying... preparing for college... wahh! what course am I going to take!

She tossed and turned that night, feeling sweat dripping on her body…

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What had happened last night? It was a question even she can't answer. Only he can… That man… whose true demon she had seen. After she kissed the demon, she thought she won't regret it… But she did… She loved him and tried to show it; he loved her though she is his subordinate. Last night, he returned her kiss and did not let go. Her lips were swollen and bloody; he won't stop. She was crying; he still won't stop. She pushed him away; he laughed and glared at her. "My dear Une, this is what you wanted, is it not? You wanted to play and now I am playing with you."

The demon moved closer towards her again. For the first time, she was thankful that she was a trained soldier. Instincts overthrew thoughts. She ducked and bit his hand. Within a moment she was up and running to the door. He used his wounded hand to pull her back. He kissed her neck, "You do not wish to play anymore?" He smiled. "Then I shall stop too." He seemed to return to his former self. Taking a sword, he turned to face Une. "Now, explain to me very well what you had been saying earlier…"

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She woke up panting and perspiring heavily. She was about to bring her hand to her head when she noticed a hand holding hers and beautiful blue eyes looking at her. A strong feeling of fear strangled her. It's the demon… The eyes turned into orbs of concern. No… it's my angel… She pulled him to an embrace and fell asleep again.

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A beautiful morning dawned upon Treize and Une. Whatever happened before was a thing of the past. Peacefully they had slept, probably dreaming of each other, probably not… Une was curled up right beside Treize, enjoying the warmth of his body…

A heavy knocking on the door "destroyed" their blissful morning… Une grumpily stood up to open the door. Claude's scary face bounced out of the open door. "Lady! Lady! Lady!"

"What is it? So early in the morning! This had better be important!"

Claude sniffed. "Ermm… the… Well… "

"What well?" A good tip: Never try a woman's patience… especially when she had just woken up…

"No! No… The President called. He wants a talk with you."

Sighing heavily, she asked, "What time?"

"This noon. He also mentioned to… Err… bring Master Treize with you…." His full-bodied voice turned squeaky at the last sentence.

Une, of course, was shocked; so was Treize who heard it all. Une couldn't help but think how on earth the President found out. She turned away from Claude. "Ok… you may leave…"

She walked back to her bed. Deciding not to lie down anymore, she merely nestled beside Treize. "Will you go?"

Treize stared at the ceiling and nodded. "Do I have any choice?"

"I can tell him any reason…" Although she believes what Treize said was true, she was afraid of what might happen if the two men meet. Stubbornness was her specialty; charisma was Treize's. It's evident that only a few can refuse him. She wondered whether the President can't either. Aware that she cannot do anything, she decides to let it go and call for breakfast.

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Breakfast was nothing special… Lunch, on the other hand, was more than what you'd expect, even in the audience of the President. Think ten courses using the best and most expensive ingredients simply for Treize Kushrenada was worth it? In the eyes of the President it was.

"Treize, welcome back. It is good to have you once more." the President smiled rather suspiciously, though only Une thinks so. She would not let it pass. "Mr. President, please get to the point. Why is it that you want Treize here?"

The President tensed then relaxed. "Nothing in particular. When I heard that he was back, I couldn't help but invite him for lunch!"

"Another thing I am curious about, Sir, that is, if you don't mind quenching my curiosity?" she said in, perhaps, a rude manner which the President rightfully ignored. "Go on, Lady Une."

"The fact that Treize is alive is a well-kept secret, Sir." Putting as much stress to "Sir" as she could, she continued. "How, then, did you know that he is, indeed, alive?"

"I shall return that question to you. Why did you hide that certain fact?" The cold mind game has transformed into a heated debate. However, Treize would not let it get worse. "Mr. President, I am honored that you would invite me to dinner but I do prefer that we get straight to the point. I am not used to having people try me."

The President seemed to have been intimidated. He said that this simply a friendly invitation and he has no hidden agendas. Afterwards, his assistant came and reminded him of his appointments. The President just made a joke out of it. "Ah! What did I do to deserve this?"

Une muttered under her breath, "You're a pig… That's why…" It was loud enough to be heard but everyone pretended she never said it.

"Ahem! Well, it seems I have to go. I am sorry that we have not the time to talk longer. Please. Enjoy the meal!" He smiled and left.

Seemingly having nothing else to do, they ate the wonderful food without the presence of the pesky President. Treize touched Une's hand. "Let's go." Une nodded in agreement.

As the two were escorted out, Une whispered to Treize. "The timing of the assistant was quite, let's say, advantageous for him."

"Saved by the bell…" was all he said.

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Once they had reached home, everything was perfectly normal. Treizebrought Une to the study. He smiled; she smiled back. Treize was unsure whether to kiss her or not. Getting more confused, he shyly wrapped his arms around her. Everything was getting along fine... He sat Une down on the couch and turned on the TV to watch the news. Shock slammed into him...

It was on every channel… A plane crashed in an island south of China. It was a small private jet. The rescuers discovered the pilot's ID but had no idea who else were on. The news reporter said that the plane crashed approximately twelve hours ago… midnight… And that so far, there were no survivors. That plane was the same one that Mariemaia was on…

Ahem! Please don't expect lemon in the next chapters, ok:D

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Next Chapter:
Poor Mariemaia... Has she finally died? (Sorry Mariemaia fans...) And why in the world is the President around?
Out sometime in the middle of June...