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When God's Away, Satan Comes to Play

Truth sighed heavily, resting an arm on his knee as he sat in front of his Gate, the Gate of Truth. He clicked his tongue irritably as he regarded his...'guest' before him, who was sitting opposite of him, cross-legged on the floor.

"I usually have to take something precious away when Alchemists open the Gate of Truth, but...why are you here again?" Truth did not smile like he usually did, his mouth was in a thin line.

The creature on the other side opposite of Truth, a creature equally powerful as his counterpart, was grinning devilishly.

"Funny as always I see. Well, if you must know, it's been rather boring in my realm so I came to visit my old friend," he tilted his head, sharp rows of teeth visible, making his appearance all the more feral.

Truth sighed, "Old friend huh? Satan, you and I have been at each-other's throats for centuries." Truth couldn't believe it, the King of Hell itself actually came to visit him, great.

"You deny my very existence, claim 'Hell' doesn't exist and that 'Satan' or devils are merely creatures of fairy tales and children's bedtime stories, how can I not belittle Heaven and God?" Satan smirked evilly, running a hand through his black, spiky hair.

"I've explained it to you countless of times, Heaven and Hell don't exist, they are merely fabricated stories made by foolish humans," Truth grit his teeth.

Satan laughed, "Oh? Fabricated stories huh? That means that you and I aren't supposed to exist, we aren't even supposed to be having this conversation, God. Oh, I'm sorry, do you prefer I call you Truth?" Satan mocked, grinning broadly, "Hell knows you've been a cheap liar and had a weird sense of irony, calling yourself Truth, that I don't laugh,"

"I place judgment upon foolish Alchemists who defy the laws of Alchemy, Satan, I teach them lessons which would aid them further in life and help them grow and develop. Take Edward Elric for example, he sacrificed his Gate of Truth in order to bring back his brother. He had been the only one worthy of it and I acknowledged him," Truth crossed his arms, Satan only adopted a childish grin.

"Oh you are a saint, I get it and I'm a devil aren't I?" Satan laughed, "Edward Elric has his demons but he's a goodie-two shoes. What I'm looking for is someone such as Greed,"

Truth rose a invisible eyebrow, "Greed? Greed the Avaricious? The Homunculus?" Satan grinned, winking.

"Yeah, exactly. The boy has everything a bastard like me can wish for; he's got wit, he's got charm, a body to die for, a devil attitude and he's funny, I like him." Truth shook his head.

"Satan, stop trying to recruit people into your realm. Greed the Avaricious has chosen the good side, though if he continues pulling such pranks I'm afraid he will end up in hell for this," Satan nodded, smiling.

"Anyway...I heard you're treading on dry land?" Satan wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, sharp teeth showing.

Truth bristled at the suggestive remark, "What are you implying?" any ideas the Devil King had were very, very bad ideas that just screamed 'trouble'.

"It's well known among humans that the devil always gets the girls, but do tell, why the pretence of being pure and not get a lady yourself?" Satan smirked, looking at his frienemy with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

Truth snorted, "Oh? Haven't you heard? My wife is the supreme commander of angels," Truth grinned his usual, unnerving grin.

Satan sighed this time, "Stop yanking my chain you old geezer."

"Why is it that God always has to be old and wrinkly and Satan is always young and handsome?" Truth looked displeased.

Satan laughed, "Join the bad side, come on, I know you want to. Besides, it's well known that bad boys are the studs and good guys are nerds and shit," Satan looked smug as he inspected his sharp claws.

Truth rolled his invisible eyes at his old friend, slapping his head, "Says a demon that's lived since the beginning of Time," Satan shot Truth a dirty look.

"Heh, you sure are prickly today aren't you?" Satan grinned in almost a friendly manner, his wine colored eyes unnerving.

Satan, unlike Truth who took on the form of any Alchemist that entered his realm or adopting anything the person has lost like Edward's leg and arm and was usually formless, Satan's appearance was that of a young handsome man. Something many women would describe as "tall, dark and handsome". With his short, spiky black hair, wine almost red eyes, strong, lean build and the small horns on his head he truly fit the definition of "handsome devil".

Truth snickered, wide grin showing, "When will you throw away that imitation and show your true form, old friend? I haven't seen the real you for a thousand years for sure," Truth knew age was a sensitive subject to his counterpart.

As expected, Satan stiffened, "Tch, I don't know what you mean," he crossed his muscled arms beneath his leather jacket, fire dancing in his eyes in warning.

"Interesting. A immortal being is sensitive to age? Just because we are immortal doesn't mean we don't age, dear Satan," Satan growled and pointed an accusing finger at the white figure.

"You're one to talk! You are youthful! You drank from the well of eternal youth need I remind you! That was supposed to be my well but you stole it!" fire enveloped Satan's horns, making his appearance all the more demonic instead of human.

Truth giggled maniacally, "You've left me no choice, it was a much too good opportunity to pass you see. It was the first thing I had in mind after realizing you wanted to be youthful forever," Truth laughed, running a hand over his head.

Satan stomped his foot and sat back down cross legged on the floor, avoiding eye contact with his age old friend.

"Did I hurt your feelings?" Truth blinked, amused that the Devil King seemed to have mood swings.

"Oh shut up you piece of shit! Your jokes are getting older each time! Try some cool ones for a change!" Satan snorted, wine eyes blazing in fury.

Truth laughed while Satan cursed every of his supernatural colleagues he knew to curse Truth.

"I do wonder what the beautiful Aceso (A/N: Greek Goddess for curing illnesses and healing wounds) would say about your jerkass nature," Satan smirked, knowing he hit a sore spot.

Truth suddenly stopped laughing, "Do not be foolish Satan, only a fool of the underworld would mingle with creatures of the light,"

"Oho, so I hit a nerve eh? What? I can't complement the Goddess of Alkahestry at least a little?" Satan grinned, winking as he saw Truth getting worked up and jealous.

"You are despicable," Truth shook his head, frowning.

Satan laughed, "Ha! I knew you had the hots for her! Damn I have to admit, she looks fine," he grinned like the devil, laughing, "Well, she's beautiful but she ain't my type," Satan crossed his arms, smirking smugly.

A teasing grin grew on Truth's face, "Ohh, I see. My, my Satan, having grown soft have we? I thought you enjoyed life with your little nymphs in Hell? I had no idea you fancy oh wait...what was her name again? Could it be Aela?" Truth snickered at the expression of pure rage on Satan's face.

"YOU LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS YOU STINKING JERK!"

"Make me Satan!" Truth laughed maniacally, knowing Satan had no power over him in his realm, as he had no power should he step foot into Satan's realm.

The Devil King settled down, content to shoot Truth dirty looks and dagger glares.

"You're the same tricky bastard as ever, making humans suffer just because you're the big bad cruel truth," Satan smirked and suddenly the atmosphere grew serious.

"You call me cruel while you take them from the land of the living and punish them for their sins?" Truth was calm, observing his frienemy with a calculating look.

Satan smirked, running a hand through his coal black hair, "Not such a demonic job is it? Many mortals believe Satan or any other demon to be evil, focused on destruction and 'sins'. Any and all mortals and immortal beings who enter my realm are punished for what crimes and sins they've committed in their past life, some choose to be reborn again to right their mistakes, others dwell in the pits of hell and never learn anything,"

The King of devils looked at Truth with one eye open, "As do you, God," Truth grimaced, "Oh, don't give me that look, old friend. You do the same thing I do, the only difference is my subjects are already dead when they enter Hell. Yours are among the living, they say you're cruel but you deal out punishments that fit the Alchemist that has broken the rules. Take the current Führer, Roy Mustang was it? His Gate had been forced open by a sin called Pride, you've taken the majority of the brat's strength but you were forced to take something from Mustang as well, so you opted to take away his most precious thing; his eyesight. Unable to see the world he had longed for years to see be built and righted before his very eyes," a slow smile spread across Satan's handsome face.

Truth remained silent, then he spoke with a calm, light voice, "It is odd how you know so much of my responsibility isn't it Satan? I didn't know you had such a keen interest in my ordeals," an equally wide grin spread across Truth's white face.

Satan closed his eyes, standing up and smirking like the creature he was, "Demons are known to mingle with human affairs, as much as I try to keep them in line, accidents always happen." Satan opened his eyes and they pierced Truth directly, "I suppose even a perfect being such as 'God' or 'Truth' has his dark side. Do not worry, old friend," Satan grinned.

"Your demons are perfectly safe with me and I take special care to not let them out," with a devil-may-care grin, Satan disappeared swallowed by his own fires from hell, back in his realm.

Truth remained motionless.

Then his smile vanished.

So...opinions? Should I write more 'serious' fanfics now, what do you think?