Konnichiwa mata, minna-san! I apologize for the wait, esp. after such a previously short section. I hope you enjoy this, but even if you don't, please Read & Review. Much appreciated!

Censored R for the reason of possible corruption of younger audiences. This section does get more into the lime end of the yaoi spectrum, and I'm sure you can't guess with who. Blablahblah… Enough of this ado, on with the story!

Autocrat

Section 4 Chapter 1

~Insignificant Game~

"You look a bit shocked to see me, Kira." The name hovered in the air between them, the only two in the room, the only ones cognizant. It was an incorrect statement, Kira held no look of shock in his elegant features, the blue light from Eden's unnatural sources casting shadows of doubt, if anything. Rosiel never noticed. "You look as if I would never come for you…" Kira remained silent, it the single testimony to his beautiful defiance.

The silver angel ran his finger down the wall in soft complacency before releasing a chuckle. His voice graduated to a taunt, "Or should I even call you that?" Mischief reflected in the cool eyes, giving them a spark of life. "You seem to have accumulated several titles throughout the ages. Interesting;… even more faces lie behind those personas, all of them…" Rosiel advanced several steps closer to Kira, " you've shown to me…" a pause thickened the air, "and Alexiel."

A smile appeared where a frown was anticipated as he lowered the glass he was holding to remove an ornate necklace from around his neck. Rosiel dropped it- Setsuna's pendant- unflawed, in front of Kira, a testament to his victory. He let it dangle a while, allowing light to reflect in its many facets, revealing a mystery to its power.

"All of which now belongs to me…" the inorganic angel's voice was airy, a nostalgic tone filling his claim. He then snatched it back up in his hand, shocking Kira slightly, and placed it, with grace, around his neck.

Kira's gaze hardened slightly, but still yielded conversation to the other. It only allowed Rosiel to revel in his delusion.

"Onee-chan's been a bit selfish all these years, keeping you to herself.'' Kira tightened his grip slightly on the chair. In a sing-song voice, the angel challenged, "But I can be selfish too."

"I've missed you, you know…" Rosiel whispered this in Kira's ear, allowing one of his hands to caress lower. "Do you remember, Lucifel?"

Rosiel pressed Kira back into the chair, causing slight struggle from the other.

"Rosiel…"

"Do you remember these times in heaven when we were happy all of it seemed right?" "Tell me that you remember it!" Rosiel demanded this, in momentary irritation that all might be just in memories.

"I remember."

Rosiel smiled a bit, trailing his finger along Kira's bottom lip, "Good. Onee-chan acts as if she's forgotten my love, but she was with us then too."

The other nodded slightly, barely listening, thoughts lost in the past.

 "Do you know why she rebukes me?"

Kira remained silent once more, except to let out an involuntary sigh when Rosiel used his other hand to find the tie that bounded his hair. He broke it with his fingernails, and ebony tresses framed the golden tanned face. Rosiel admired him, no longer in retrospect of his other love.

"You're beautiful."

"Did you forget about that too, when you left me?" Kira asked with lust, holding Rosiel's face in his hand, examining it with heavy- lidded eyes. An active participant now in the inorganic angel's chicanery, Kira equaled out the scenario, quickly pulling Rosiel's hips down on top of his, grinding their erections together. Rosiel let out a sharp cry, before smirking, believing himself to be the winner of this little game.

Kira, though, played with his position of dominance, bringing Rosiel's lips to his own in a forceful kiss. 

Rosiel was the first to pull away, chuckling to himself, using his hands to remove Kira's shirt. Lowering his head, his tongue darted out to lick the other's nipple, a belated prelude to voice his point. "No, I never forgot. I haven't forgotten either how every night you would fuck me…"

The silver angel accentuated his point by biting down on the rosy piece of flesh, making Kira's face distort in pained pleasure.

"But then you had to fall from heaven and take all of my happiness…" he continued.

Kira intertwined his hands in the silver hair before turning the angel's head up to look at him. Rosiel's sour look of rancor softened into near forgetfulness as Kira gently stroked messed strands of hair out of his face. In his expression of vulnerability, Rosiel almost looked completely innocent.

"Even so, I never stopped loving you."

Rosiel genuinely smiled for the first time. "Let's remember those days then, Lucifer, and show me your promise." Lechery clouded his eyes as the angel whispered at Kira's lips, "Fuck me."

Notes of the Author:

[1] MWAHAHAHA! I've wanted to write this part for a while, it was just taking the other parts soooooo long. Guess no one saw this coming, ne? What does minna-san think? Was it for the better, for the worse? Written well, written like crap? Probably the former, but you know… I would really appreciate feedback.     

[2] I sincerely apologize for the short length of the last section. After I published the second part, I realised that I should have combined the third part with it. I hope this makes up for it… I'm trying harder to make the sections longer, but as they are sections and not chapters, not much really happens in each one, as I consider them "scenes." I'm also experimenting with adding more conversation and less description in a nice balance, so please have patience until I find a style I am comfortable with.

[3] This is also my first time writing a step higher than "shounen- ai", I'm considering this lime, so any feedback on that would be quite appreciated too! Let me know what you like, what you expect, or would want this to contain, as I can get an idea of what to do. Feedback is what motivates me, so I appreciate all that I get.

[4] Arigatou-gozaimasu to everybody. Ja~ Ato!

(Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Angel Sanctuary cast or Yuki Kaori's work, nor am I making any money off of any of it. Just having fun with my literary obsessions. This applies to all that I publish. So there's jack here to bitch about, and I won't be listening anyway. I'm listening to by burned copy of Linkin Park.)