Disclaimer: I said it before and I'm afraid I have to say it again. They aren't mine, and they'll probabaly never will be. So a reason to sue me is as good as non-existing.

Belial kept looking around.

// One doubts that Raphael is at home.//

Michael was still standing ready to attack the satan if she made any move to reck the place.

// If you come to close you're dead meat, bitch. Just at this point it hurts to lift my sword and the worst part is that I still can't use my fire powers again. Stupid creatures when I get my hands on another one of those I'll kill it aswell//

Belial wandered towards the room Michael was residing in. Just when she wanted to enter he stepped out and pushed his sword against her throat.

// K'so.// Thought Belial as the cold metal was pressed against her throat.

As soon as the little angel lifted his sword he felt a sharp pain that made feel like his whole body was on fire, especially the shoulder where he was stabbed. The pain made him flinch a bit but he quickly regained his posture. Belial noticed that Michael was in pain and smirked.

"What are you doing here?" snarled Michael.

"One came to pay Raphael a visit."

She took a quick step back but the archangel reacted immediatly and followed her immediatly. He made a wrong move with his sword and the wound on his shoulder reopened. Slowly the red liquid seeped through his shirt. Of course Mad-Hatter noticed the red spot on the angel's shoulder and immediatly remembered the ruined shirt with the claw-like markings.

"You were attacked." Belial made it sound more as a statement than a question.

"None of your business." Snapped the boy back.

"One'll take that as a yes. I'm impressed by that you managed to escape."

"I didn't escape the attack. I killed the fuckin' thing. No one messes with me like that and gets away with it."

"One's sure your brother would be very proud of you to hear you killed one of those things."

Michael glared at the fallen angel that was standing before him taunting him with her smirk.

// This is one hell of a timing not to be able to use my powers.//

"One came to talk to Raphael but one might as well tell you... I came to offer a truce."

Michael was dumbfounded. He even lowered his sword for a moment but swiftly regained his wits and brought the blade back to the clown's throat.

"A truce? What sick trick are you playing, Belial?"

"Please, call one Mad-Hatter. There is only one person who can call me by that name. But anyway, one should leave now. Consider one's offer. Else Hell, Assiah and Heaven will have heavy losses."

With that she dissapeared and Michael was standing there with his sword still raised but his intended target gone.

"K'SO!!"

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Michael heard the door to Raphael's office open again. Quickly he crawled underneath the blankets and pretended to be asleep. The wind angel entered Michael's room and looked around. He saw his red-haired friend 'sleeping' peacefully.

//I can't believe this... He actually stayed in bed.//

He walked further into the room. Michael opened his eyes and yawned.

"Hi, Raph, how ya doin'?"

"Good, I..."

Suddenly Raphael stopped talking because he noticed that Michael's sword had moved.

//I was sure I put it into the far corner.//

Michael saw that his friend was looking at something behind his shoulder. He turned around to see what it was behind his back that his friend found so interesting. When he saw his sword he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to put it into the far corner again.

// Damn, how could I have forgotten?//

Raphael was looking at his small friend. He had his arms crossed, he was tapping his foot and had a very stern look on his face. He hated being lied to.

"Michael, I told you, you need to stay in bed."

Before Michael could react they heard the door open again. Soft, hesitant footsteps echoed through the house. Michael guessed there were four or five pairs. Both angels were looking at the door. Suddenly a female face with long blond hair looked around the corner at the two archangels.

"Raphie-kun!!"

"Sara-chan?!"

"Hey, didn't you forget someone?"

Setsuna, Sara, Kurai, Katou and Noise entered the room. They were talking about all kinds of stuff like what all happened after the third war, how Raphael felt after he got out of his coma, if the rebuilding of Heaven and the Gehenna empire was coming allong, how things were going on Assiah, how everything was going in Heaven now that God, Adam Kadamon, Rosiel and the Seraphim were gone and about the reason why they were even here in the first place, the attacks. Kurai explained that the 'things' had already killed a lot of her people and that, until now, they were still able to hold them outside on the plains and not inside were they could do a lot more harm. Katou, Setsuna and Sara explained that there were already 25 casualties on Assiah and of course they also said that Asmodeus was killed. Raphael explained that he couldn't heal the wounds those 'things' inflicted and that they were still trying to find a way to kill those things but until now everyone, except for Michael,  had been unsuccesfull.

 "So until now the only one who was able to survive an attack was Mika-chan?" asked Sara

"Yes."

Suddenly Raphael remembered something. He turned towards his red-haired friend.

"I believe you still have to explain how your sword was able to move, Mika-chan."

"Ya know I actually have an excelent explanation for that."

"Well all of us are listening." Said Setsuna, which earned him a glare from Michael

"Yeah, but the problem is... I forgot it."

"I told you. If you don't stay still those wounds will never heal. And you don't have to tell me that you didn't reopen any wounds because I saw your shirt lying under your bed. You need to stay still. I hope you do remember that, Mika-chan."

"Yes, mommy."

Katou and Setsuna snickered. Sara turned around to tell them to be quiet.

"Because you were playing around with your sword you made a wrong move and reopened your wounds. Is fighting so important to you that you would risk your health or even your life for it, even if there is no reason at all to do such a foolish thing? I know I should have told Kamael to take the damnable thing with him!" Raphael was starting to get pissed because his friend still didn't tell the truth.

"PLAY AROUND!!!!! I WASN'T PLAYIN' AROUND!!!!!"

"Then what were you doing?"

"I WAS FIGHTIN' OFF THAT FUCKIN' FREAK, BELI...AL" 

As soon as Michael said that he realized his mistake. He slapped himself mentally for his usual lack of tact. Raphael's voice refused to come forth after his friend said that. Setsuna and Sara were looking at the head of the virtues with concern, they still remembered Raphael's history with the genderless clown.

// There must have been a better way to say that.//

"Belial was in my house?"

Instead of answering Michael just nodded to confirm his friends statement.

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