{Tombé Dans La Luxure}

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/Chapter 3-Part 1\\

By: The Mistress and Phoenix-Of-Starlight

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William said that Rowan had improved enough now that he could have more complicated missions without worry, so to celebrate this Eden decided to teach Rowan how to enhance his disguise abilities even further than just changing the color if the hair, eyes, and skin; or race, i.e Asian, black, white, Indian, and so on. Sadly this is where most shinigami stop study, assuming it to be enough for their jobs. Eden on the other hand could shift all of that as well as her body shape, size, and gender. A talent Rowan secretly thought to be pretty cool because she could shift and look like anyone, but he would never let the angel know that.

They were on top of an old Inn midway through their first lesson when Rowan spotted a flash of bright red from his peripheral, and turned to see Grell leaping from rooftop to rooftop at a quick speed, seemingly trying to catch up to something or someone. He didn't appear to see either of them when he passed them at a break neck speed. And Rowan knew Grell wasn't going to collect a soul because he and Rowan had the same work schedule and Rowan was off work at the moment.

He wasn't sure why but he was incredibly curious as to where his senpai was headed off to, but figured it was none of his business either way. He turned back to Eden and saw she was smiling a mysterious smile and watching Grell dash off just as he had been a moment before.

"Let's follow her and see where she is going, she looked far too excited to just be on her way to reap a soul, no matter how much she enjoys it." Eden said with a coy little smile.

Rowan frowned at the angels nosy behavior, though really he was just as nosy but he could squash his urges to stick his nose in others business but the angel on the other hand couldn't seem to, or simply didn't want to.

"It's really none of our business where Grell-senpai is going, why are you so damn nosy? And how are you so sure Grell-senpai wasn't on his way to reap a soul?" asked the colorful death god.

The angel gave him a lecherous look from the corner of her eye and said in a honey sweet voice, "Because no matter how much Miss Grell loves collecting souls and spreading around her all time favorite color she never gets sexually aroused from it. And when she passed by just now I could smell her slight arousal waft this way."

Rowan blanched at her bold declaration before his face turned red from the implications it left. 'So in other words,' he thought meekly, 'Grell-senpai was...turned on by something when he ran by?' He colored even harder at the thought, making Eden laugh at him and how sexually innocent he was.

"Yes she was practically dripping all over the rooftops Rowan darling~." The corrupt angel said teasingly.

Rowan inadvertently pictured Grell 'dripping' and almost fainted from his blood rushing to his face too fast. He had to grip the ledge of the roof they were on to steady himself just in case he did actually faint from shock or something. While Rowan's psyche was attempting to heal itself from the attacks Eden's words send it said angel was laughing so hard she was doubled over with tears running down her face. Eden finally calmed down enough to grab the reapers practically comatose form and leaped into the air to follow the energetic redhead.

They followed the redhead from a safe distance away and before stopping and somewhat hiding behind a large chimney and watching as Grell landed on the roof of a house and watched something move in the alley below. Then Grell started talking about men in rut and being a hunter of love, which only made Eden giggle and Rowan rub his temples in exasperation. Then Grell went on about how she was without a master at the moment, and had been unfairly demoted to a lowly assistant by William T. Spears. Then she jumped down and we ran over to where she had just been and saw she had been speaking to a smartly dressed young boy and a white haired man in a butler suit who was sitting like a dog.

*scoff* "Grell-senpai only got demoted because he killed woman who weren't on the 'To-Die' List; he got what he deserved I suppose." Rowan said imperiously but softly enough so only to be heard by Eden and not the others they weren't too far away from. Though he couldn't hold in the squeak of surprise when Eden leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "You say that about Miss Grell now but in reality can you say either you or I are any different from her?" Eden smiled but it seemed far too toothy and dangerous for a being as pure as she should have, it looked like it would be better suited for a demon rather than an angel.

"Do not forget little one that not even two days ago I easily seduced that married woman and fucked her pliant body for hours in the very bed she shared with her husband of eleven years before you came in and slit her throat without a shred of hesitation." She said in a voice that was too sweet sounding in comparison to the vulgar words she spoke.

The shocked reaper sucked in a harsh breath of air and coughed but then tried to speak only for the angel to cut him off. "Oh look Rowan darling~ that fair haired beast is charging towards Miss Grell, let's watch." The reaper and angel watched as the white haired man ran towards Grell on all fours like a dog and saw when Grell opened her arms to welcome him only for him to run past with the young well dressed boy in tow. Grell yelled something then ran after them both, clearly intent on yelling at them some more.

The multicolored death god turned to his angelic comrade and asked her if it is wise to follow the trio. The angel turned to him and replied, "Well of course we will, you can't pay for entertainment this good, and besides what if something bad were to happen to Miss Grell when we were so close by and could have aided her. Wouldn't you feel guilty if she were somehow injured and you and I could have stopped it?" said the dark haired angel, shamelessly playing up to the reapers conscious to convince him to do what she wanted. After a moment the angel wondered if her ploy and worked but then a defeated sigh from the reaper signaled it as a success. They both then leapt from the roof they sat on to the ones to the immediate left and dutifully followed the scarlet haired reaper that ran through the alleys below. They ran for but a moment when they saw that Grell and the little boy followed the white haired man into a small shop that was, ironically enough, called 'Angel's Wing Antiques', if the sign on the building was any indication. They jumped over to the roof of the building directly across from the antique shop and watched and listened as the man in the black suit chewed on a little blonde doll that had on a garish pink and orange dress while the boy made him hand it over.

The two watched the boy look the doll over before the three in the shop ran out the back, with the two on the roof in hot pursuit. Once on the roof of the antique shop a thought popped into the reapers head that he just had to voice. "Hey, Eden, how is it that Grell-senpai hasn't noticed us yet? I mean we're barely thirty feet from him and the other two." The angel smiled at his question and replied, "Well dear, I've been making sure that we've been down wind from them the entire time so Miss Grell and the…dog…don't scent us, and as long as we remain very quiet then they shouldn't hear us either, so shhh." The reaper nodded his head and turned back to the three below only to finally notice they weren't there anymore. He looked down and around before turning to Eden to ask where they went only to find her smiling and looking through an elegantly crafted pair of golden opera binoculars. He followed her line of sight to see her looking in the first floor windows.

"What do you see?" he asked a tad bit impatiently, it seemed he was just as curious as the angel now.

"That blue haired boy just ran up the stairs and left Miss Grell to deal with a hoard of possessed dolls bent on tearing her limb from limb. Oh but don't worry, she seems to be doing just fine, she is quite the skilled reaper is she not?" the angel replied in a serene tone, completely unconcerned for Grell's well being.

"Wait, why are there possessed dolls here? And are you sure Grell-senpai will be okay?" Rowan asked in a worried tone.

"Yes she will be fine, see she just chased that hell hound out that side door there. And as for the dolls…well I've seen something like this before but I won't jump to conclusions before I have all the facts before me." She said as she looked higher up the building in interest.

"Well if you've seen this before then you must know what's going on then, so spit it out." said the reaper in a huff. He waited for her to reply but she never did and as he was about to demand an answer the angel let out a gasp of delight, causing the death god to jump in surprise.

"What, what, what? What is it Eden? I can't see what's going on!" the reaper said in one breath but abruptly shut up when Eden held the binoculars in front of his face and told him to look at the top most window of the manor, the one that was wide open. He looked through but only caught a glimpse of tall slender man in a black form fitting suit with hair as dark as pitch walk away from the window. When he said as much Eden huffed in annoyance but then closed her eyes and sighed dreamily and bit her bottom lip in girlish delight. Rowan eyed her in confusion and asked her what had her all in a tizzy when she opened her eyes and a small blush graced her cheeks and she told him she saw the most gorgeous man jump through the window.

She was about to tell him more when she inhaled sharply and said, "Oh! There he goes! And look, he's carrying that fancy little boy from earlier." Rowan whipped his head around to where Eden was pointing but seeing as the two were quite a distance away he could only make out two silhouettes on a bridge, one tall and one short.

"Here darling look through these and you'll definitely get a better view of that handsome man." She said with a grin. He looked through and could contain the gasp or the blush that followed. The man truly was quite the sight to behold. He was the epitome of 'tall, dark, and handsome' if there ever was one. His skin was pale and had the faintest tint to it that showed he wasn't as human as he appeared, and his eyes were a strange shade of red that could easily be passed off as an odd brown color if given enough persuasion. But that wasn't what caught both Rowan and Eden's eyes however. His whole aura to them practically exuded a dark confidence and his facial expression was one of cheeky amusement. He was simply breathtaking and he no doubt knew it and used that knowledge to the fullest extent.

"Ohhhh~ a demon, and by the looks of it a contracted demon at that. How utterly delicious." Eden moaned out in a lascivious tone that brooked no argument on how she felt about the aforementioned demon. She took back her opera glasses so she could see better and held back a laugh when Rowan pouted of all things. She looked through the glasses and saw that the handsome demon and his future meal were on the run again. So without a thought the two leapt high into the night air and landed on the highest tower of the decrepit mansion the demon and child just abandoned. They both watched with rapt attention as the demon and the boy met up with Grell who was holding back the hell hound by the leash as it tried to make its way to a tall imposing tower. It stopped struggling however when the demon came close to it and seemed to have called its name.

Rowan and Eden both laughed when Grell held his arms out as if to embrace the demon but was stopped as the demon dog spring boarded off his back and onto the demon instead. Rowan saw that Grell was talking but he couldn't hear what she was saying, but turned to Eden when the angel laughed and said, "Oh yes, immoral indeed~."

A thought struck Rowan so he glanced over to his angel friend and said, "Hey Eden, now that I think about it don't you remember Grell-senpai going on and on about a handsome demon called 'Sebas-chan'? And every time he mentions the demon around Spears-senpai he threatens Grell-senpai with even more overtime and another demotion. Do you think that demon is 'Sebas-chan' perhaps?"

The divine being smiled and thought on it and replied, "Well yes that sinfully handsome demon could be him, I mean how many demons could Miss Grell know? But when you think about all the trouble she gets into, then again maybe she knows a lot of demons but has a particular favorite." They continued to talk on the subject even as the demon dog ran into the tower with the other three following close behind. They talked and talked and somehow got on the subject of whether or not Alan Humphries was secretly dating Eric Slingby, and neither noticed when the sun started coming up but they did notice when the large double doors at the base of the old tower creaked open and four people stepped out.

And they also noticed the devilishly handsome demon butler was carrying a blonde pigtailed girl in a hideous dress while Grell attempted to tackle him and make out with him but to no avail. Then Grell got up and leapt away from the four others and into the surrounding forest, 'Probably heading home.' thought Rowan idly. And not soon after the redhead reaper left then so did the two men and two children. And now with no reason to stay Rowan hopped up and stretched his back and waited for the satisfying pops to be heard before he yawned and said, "Well that was fun but I guess we better head off too, hey Eden do you mind if I sleep at your place? It's just that it's closer than the dis-." He cut his sentence short when he looked back to where the angel was supposed to be to see only empty space instead. More confused than worried the death god searched all over and then spotted the angel heading towards the recently abandoned tower, her long train flowing behind her in a fanciful way.

He jumped down and rushed over to her just as she wrenched open the doors and walked inside. He asked her what she was doing and she whimpered and told him that her heart was hurting and that it was calling for her to go to the top of the tower. He had no idea what she was talking about but followed her none the less. They ran up a spiral staircase that appeared to not have an end but thankfully it did. Only one door on the short hallway the stairs led to was open and inside was a very large doll workshop. It had large cabinets and shelves, doll making tools as well as various doll parts, paints, and clothes material scattered across many work tables. And on the four different walls were the words gold, iron, clay, and stone, some that were written in cursive and others that had been crossed out in a rush. And to the far corner of the room were a set of large embossed doors which opened up into an elegantly furnished sitting room that was fit for a lord.

Eden picked up her flowing train and rushed to the doors, a confused and clueless Rowan hot on her heels. Rowan gasped in shock when he saw what looked like a dead man but soon realized it was only a life size doll. It had orange hair and pale 'skin' that was probably porcelain, and what looked really odd was the hole on the crown of its head that instead of blood had straw falling out. The greenette was going to voice his confusion about why they just had to come here when Eden whimpered in what sounded like pain and bent down and lifted the lifeless doll into her arms as if it weighed nothing and carried him back into the workshop. She turned to Rowan and asked him to please clean off one of the large work tables so she could set the orange haired man down. Rowan rushed to comply and was quite surprised to see true sadness on the angels face. In all the time he'd know Eden he'd never seen her sad, not once. And he would admit to not knowing her long but still. With the table cleared off Rowan moved aside and sat in a nearby chair and watched as Eden gently laid the broken doll down and began divesting him of his clothes. The reaper jumped up when the angel started unbuckling his pants and said, "Hey hey hey! What do you think you're doing?!" thinking the angel was just being her usual perverted self he kind of freaked out. He calmed down however when Eden looked at him and he saw not an ounce of anything sexual about her in that moment.

"I'm going to fix this poor broken soul, but I need to fix his broken body first and I can't do that with his clothes in the way." She said in a completely serious voice, not betraying any emotion whatsoever. Without another word she turned back to the broken doll and finished taking off his clothes and discarded them next to the table, but she was kind enough to grab a piece of torn canvas from a pile of material to cover his nether regions. Relieved, Rowan sat back in the chair he'd jumped from and continued to watch Eden through curious two-tone eyes. With that said and done she put her hand to the dolls chest and pushed down. Hard. Hard enough to crack his tough wooden torso completely open. Rowan jumped back up and gave a started shout and reached forward and pulled the angels hand from the now crushed torso, though he had no idea why he even cared what she did to the doll at this point, after all it was just a doll.

"What are you doing Eden? I thought you said you were going to fix the stupid doll, not tear it to even more pieces!" said the slightly fuming death god.

Eden leveled him with a cool stare that secretly made him nervous, not that it showed on his young face, and raised an eyebrow at him before replying that his (the doll's) current body was too broken to repair without it breaking again, so she was going to have to rebuild him almost from scratch.

"Make yourself useful Rowan darling and bring me those steel suits of armor from the corner, and then go and get me the strings from the piano in the next room." said Eden.

Though irritated at being ordered around like a common servant he went to do as told because he knew that if he refused she would just pout and coo sweet words at him until he relented and did it anyways. He easily picked up two suits of armor and took then to Eden and sat them in front of the work bench before walking to the sitting room to gut the unfortunate piano. Once in the dark room (though this didn't bother him because he could see in the dark like all reapers) he noticed the single chair sitting innocently in front of the window, but he also noticed there seemed to be someone sitting in the chair. Slowly stalking forward to see who the person was and if they were alive or dead he came to an abrupt halt when he saw the 'person' in the chair was nothing more than a crudely sewn together scarecrow. He rolled his eyes at the stupidity of dressing and placing a scarecrow like a real person before going to get the piano wire like he'd been instructed to.

Piano wire in hand he returned to the work room to find Eden wrist deep in the dolls chest cavity, sifting through squirming termites, straw, and wood chips, obviously looking for something. She yelled in triumph when she pulled whatever she'd been looking for from the dolls chest. It was a dull pocket watch; nearly every inch of it was covered in rust and old dried blood though, making Eden frown in what Rowan guessed was…disappointment? She huffed and dropped the old watch back into the dolls chest before she dusted her hands free of the crawly termites and took the piano wire from Rowan then depositing it on the table across from hers and turning back to the colorful reaper and smiling with a determined glint in her eye.

"Rowan I'm going to need you to gather a few more things for me. Can you get me a gold pocket watch to replace that cheap one, anything else gold you can get your hands on, and lots and lots of flowers. I need you to hurry now so scoot!" she said then nodded before going over to the suits of armor, her blatant dismissal clear. Rowan listlessly watched as she looked them both over before picking the smaller one and beginning to dismantle it. He hung his head, pretty much accepting that he wasn't going to sleep any before having to go to work, and sighed while heading to the door. He had no idea where he was going to get any of the things Eden wanted but he supposed he could start at the antique shop they had been near earlier. "Where the bloody hell am I supposed to get a gold pocket watch, random gold trinkets, and a whole mess of flowers?" the reaper thought morosely.

He walked at a leisurely pace and was soon at the little 'Angel's Wing' antique shop searching for anything gold. He sadly didn't find any flowers or a gold pocket watch but he did manage to scrounge up a few golden hair bobbles, a gold ring with a large ruby inlay, a gold chain without a pendant, and a gold comb studded with pearls. He pocketed the stolen goods and started on his way to find more gold, the pocket watch, and flowers. The flowers pretty much found him because he was walking down the street and decided to turn left and wouldn't you know it, a portly little man was loading a cart full of different kinds of flowers; from roses to daisies to lilies and everything in between. Rowan smiled at his good fortune and hid in the alcove of the shop next to the flower shop and when the man went back into his store to presumably get more flowers Rowan used his superior immortal speed and pulled the cart around the corner and up the adjoining street, heading back to the dilapidated tower where Eden was, ready to drop off his burden.

It was very very difficult but Rowan managed to get the wooden cart up the ridiculously long flight of stairs and into the work room and found Eden hard at work molding the steel suits of armor into a perfect replica of the man/dolls body. She was almost done as a matter of fact, only the left arm was missing. He sat the cart by the door and went and sat on the table across from Eden's. He idly noticed there were only two strands of the piano wire left and kind of wondered where all the rest of it went but brushed it off and unloaded his pockets of the gold trinkets he'd managed to find and dumped them on the table next to him. The noise drew Eden's attention to the greenette and as soon as she finished bending the last arm into place and attaching the whole thing to the rest of the body with the remaining piano wire (so that's where it went!) she came and started inspecting all the gold he had gotten her. She sifted through it all and then went to the other suit of armor she didn't use and took the helmet and tore the front off so only the back of it remained, sort of mimicking a steel bowl. She threw all of the gold hair things into the bowl after a quickly looking them over and then inspected the golden comb and picked the pearls off of it before she threw it in too, then picked up the chain and tossed it in but when she came to the pretty gold ring with the impressive ruby inlay she gazed at it longer than the others before she stuffed it down the front of her dress.

Rowan just gave her an incredulous look before rolling his eyes at the eccentric angel and her strange ways before lying back on the table to rest before Eden forced him to go find the gold pocket watch she said she wanted. He closed his eyes and heard Eden start humming a soothing tune while she fiddled with the gold he'd gotten her. Her sweet voice was what he drifted off to sleep to. As Rowan slipped into the land of dreams Eden was hard at work molding the gold into the shape of a human head, though she only had enough gold to shape about three quarters of it before she had to stop. She was going to have to get her little reaper to go out for more gold so she could finish her little dolls head. Still humming an upbeat tune she looked over at Rowan to see he'd fallen asleep lying on one of the work tables. The slightly impure angel smiled affectionately at her sleeping little reaper friend and decided to let him keep sleeping and to go get the gold and pocket watch herself after she handled the flowers.

Going over to the wooden cart that was practically overflowing with different flowers she picked up a bushel of white roses and inspected them before smiling at the good condition they were in. Not a single one of them was wilted in any way; in fact now that she looked closer she noticed they were all quite fresh, like they had only been picked this morning. Pleased to no end with Rowan at the moment Eden started gently taking the petals from the multitude of flowers and dropping them into the open neck hole of her new creation, and she didn't stop until the metal body was stuffed full, filled to the brim with sweet smelling flower petals. She took the remaining flowers and put them in an empty paintbrush holder until she was ready to put the petals in the golden head she had yet to finish. Can't have her creation be empty headed now can she?

'That reminds me, I had better go and find more gold so I can finish my new doll. Plus I have got to find a golden pocket watch." She quietly murmured to herself.

Before heading out to search for her desired objects she went to the ornate sitting room and quietly took down one of the soft curtains and shook it free of dust and picked up a cushion from the chair then went to Rowan and placed the cushion under his head and covered him with the curtain to keep the cool draft the tower had away from him while she was gone. She also jotted down a quick note telling him where she went on the wall with some chalk she'd found. After she exited the tower into the daylight she closed the door to keep any overly curious people out and then picked a direction and started walking. She wasn't sure how long she had been walking but soon she came to a bustling town square, filled with shuffling people doing this and that, buying and selling, and generally being loud and obnoxious in the angel's opinion. She hid her divine aura to help blend in more before setting off to find what she needed. She went in a few jewelry shops in search of the gold she needed but every single one had less than perfect wares. All the gold she found was dull and to her obviously mixed with other common metals to make it seem like there was more gold than was really there. By the fifth shop she was getting quite annoyed though she didn't dare show it on her beautiful face. She was almost at her wits end when a glint of something glittered in her peripheral vision. She glanced to the left and saw a beautiful blonde man with lavender colored eyes in an impeccable white suit that was apparently waiting for a carriage but it wasn't his beauty that caught the lusty angel's attention; it was that he was checking the time in a golden pocket watch!

'What a stroke of luck!' thought the angel gleefully.

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TBC!

A/N: Hello everyone! Mistress here! This is only the first part of this chapter so be patient okay? There's going to be another part to it, hell maybe two! Read and review please! Okay thank you all! *kisses*