A/n: From Uriel's POV!

Disclaimer: I wish they were mine…oh wait they are D -shot by lawyers-

Uriel often enjoyed his time with Doll, she was simple a joy to have around but he found himself growing if only the tiniest bit of bored. He continued his job of damning people to hell as he always had but for some reason it did not seem to keep his mind from wondering. Lately it had been wondering to Belial, the Satan of Pride and though he was loathed to admit as much as she annoyed him, infuriated him…he did like having her around. Even before she betrayed heaven she was always asking questions, she never seemed to have the same mindset as others and she was never fully female was she? He had to do a lot of digging but eventually she told him. Yes Belial did not like the ay heaven was ran, he himself did not but he followed God and he did as told but Belial...oh she was a true magician always casting illusions, creating any bit of chaos she could merely because she could.

Uriel knew she hated God. He knew she did not like how sinful Heaven was and he knew how alluring Lucifer was to her: Like a drug he symbolized everything she wanted to crush…to have and when he turned against God she followed. They were not close, they had no friendship they were two Angels who met, talked and shared ideals. She was also probably the one Lucifer would trust because as it was Belial never told secrets unless it benefited her and this way she could do what she set out long ago to do: Prove God wrong. Prove to him he was no all mighty and she would be right. He watched her fall into the deepest depths of sins and enjoy every moment. He saw how she enjoyed having humans worship her and give offerings to her and it made him hate her. Hate her enough that he could still appreciate such a twisted angel.

Belial was a constant paradox to him really and she did nothing but give him headaches yet she still wondered how she was doing, though she was probably bored now without a war but maybe she was also glad? Thinking back to when they were in heaven he noticed her look upon the other female angels with disgust and yet she still seemed to envy them, but why when she could careless? To her having genders meant more of a discrimination as it was to often the case he noticed then how trivial she seemed but when she betrayed them, him, he realized how wrong he had been. He always liked to think Heaven had not become some sinful paradise with out a ruler but it had. Slowly the corruption had begun to spread like a disease and when he saw Alexiel fighting against them his heart was crushed. She betrayed him like Belial. Though it felt nearly worse then when Bell did…because Belial was more like an acquaintance. An acquaintance he couldn't help but worry about now. She never seemed to leave his thoughts even when he was so captured by Alexiel she was there, watching him and teasing him.

He did not wish to think of her because it usually led him to start wonder on certain feelings he never knew existed. Besides what did it matter she despised him now, she had changed and she was not his Belial…she was not the questioning, if bit chaos induced woman who was one of few to befriend her she was something else: Something born of Sin and Darkness a something he found to be very tempting to him. He looked to Doll who was pouting him some tea, and absently asked for her to bring him some cake. Doll smiled and ran off to do so.

He loved his Doll very much, like a daughter to him she was and also a great distraction. He couldn't help but ponder why he felt as if Belial needed him, it was not common really but he felt it, like a nagging annoying little bug that would not leave him alone. Still he would not set foot into Hell especially not to see her, she would probably scoff at him and tell him off in that beautiful speech patterns of hers. Her cool beauty made her almost as irresistible as Alexiel…and Uriel wondered when he began to see the two in different lights…or that is to say when he began to feel things for the gender confused Angel. Sighing when he knew nothing good would come of it he sipped at his tea, smiling when Doll came back and began to talk to him, how he managed to think and keep up a conversation with her was amazing but he supposed one did learn tricks to pass time. Soon enough Doll, feeling another presence went outside, to make sure of course they would not harm her master. He let himself a smile before going into his vast library, looking for a book to read to pass time.

"Uriel~!" Doll's sweet, but sometimes annoying voice he admitted, had called to him so as he poked his head into the entry way not prepared for what greeted him. Belial stood before him, moving towards him.

"Belial…"

"Uriel." She replied coolly, moving past the maid looking girl and smiled in a way that made his heart beat faster. "At least you remembered this One."

How could he not? She was a sinful creature known for insatiable lust, her desires and her pride. She was cruel and twisted individual who played with the darkness in people's hearts, bringing them into her world to play her cruel game just to make them face their sins and become strong from it. Such a cruel woman who teased and seduced as many as she could, tainting the innocence of children she lured into bed, of men she forced sex with….his voice was filled with disgust as he spoke, disgust for how low she had fallen and for what? To spite God? To spite heaven?

"How could I not? You have left a great impression on many, although it is not a great one at all." He said, the collar around his neck giving him his voice back and he honestly wondered why she would be here now. So many thoughts he felt his head pounding. He did not wish to be subjected to her mind games again.

"One is not here for trouble, Uriel, it is just that this One was feeling a slight loneliness and who better to share it with then one who is also alone?" Uriel fought the urge to roll his eyes. He was not lonely, how could he be with Doll?

Looking into her eyes which seemed to be holding so much at once it was hard to discern what she thought but he felt though for some reason a desired urge to comfort her. He loved Belial…but when had he? When had he fallen for the woman before him?

"Loneliness? Why not go to one of your little whores who so adore you?" A bit harsh yes but surely she had many who would be all to happy indulge her wish to forget her loneliness but what shocked him was the play of emotions in her normally controlled eyes.

She was doubting him, she was hurt and she was scared but why? Belial never showed an interest so why? Then he thought about the subtle gestures before her Fall. The way she would stand a bit to close, the way she would listen to him speak, her awe at his power and the way she would tease him lightly about his love for Alexiel. The talks, the slightly longer then should be gazes…had she fallen so hard for Lucifer that her love for him would be so easy to shrug off? No but then why would she be looking at him with the very same eyes, doing the very same gestures she had done with Lucifer? Was he a replacement or did she perhaps truly feel for him? If so why choose now to come to him? What could he offer?

"One desires to only have the Angel Uriel. Of course One shall resort to kidnapping if one must." She said off-handedly as if she were talking about the weather. Uriel knew he shouldn't have expected any less. She was still selfish.

She was a selfish child, twisting rules and bending reality to her whim…he by all rights should be annoyed with her, hate her but he could not because like Alexiel she became his obsession slowly but surely she did and now…he felt as if she were playing a cruel game with him. She could not come here willingly for companionship could she?

"I hardly see how I would be able to help, Bell," he replied, looking down at her still, trying to figure what game she was playing.

"You're lonely too. Without Alexiel…knowing now you only have one companion…but she can't really love you can she?" Uriel glared at her, pushing her away some. Doll was his only companion yes but she did love him…just not in the way he was sure he wanted. She showed no signs of wanting such a love.

Then before Uriel could ask what had possessed her to come to him in this fit of clear insanity -no one would bother visiting him unless they truly needed him- and she was someone who always was in control so why?

"What does that Angel have that One does not? Looks? Kindness? Power? Why can this One not be worthy to of affection? Why does no one ever chase after me?"

Ah so it was jealousy, insecurities. He could see now she was just scared and alone and something clicked inside of him. She was truly scared. Never did he think her to be such a weak person and yet he knew she stopped taking her pills, he knew too she would sometimes take the boy's pills and not the girl. He knew she stopped altogether…and he wondered when she had become so twisted…twisted enough that he would be obsessed with her. Obsessed and in love. He did not realize how long he had spent silent until her voice cut through.

"You cannot answer can you?" She turned away, scoffing as she did and turned her back to him, leaving Uriel confused and just a bit saddened. He truthful did not know how too.

"Its not that I can't…" He started before wrapping arms around her. "Its just that I am unsure of how to comfort you without destroying your already fragile hold on emotions."

Yes he noticed the moment she stepped in her emotions would soon break and he knew then she needed him but he was to delusional to believe her sincere until she spoke the next words.

"Is it because I am worthless?"

The heart breaking voice caused his own to break as he pulled her close, how could she be worthless? She the beautiful fallen Angel who shined brighter then any angel in heaven? She who was always in control, who sought to spite a wrathful God…an angel who befriended him without him knowing? A woman who was like him in so many ways: Both alone, both having loves they would never have, both being respected and feared and therefore put out of reach. Wanted by those who could not have them. She was a fallen…and he was not. She had sinned and he had not so why? Why then did he feel this feeling of helplessness, of anger and fierce love?

"You could never be worthless!" He said, hugging her tighter. "You are nothing like Alexiel don't ever try to be her…or compare yourself to her. I like you, Belial but it seemed you had changed and forgotten me. Forgotten yourself over these many years…"

He felt her tears soak through his clothing, heard the barely contained sobs and felt the shaking body. She was going to break, he thought sadly until her voice, barely a hiss rung in his ears.

"Prove it." She hissed. "Prove to me I am not worthless."

And so he thought of how to and very quickly he placed his own lips to his own, turning her body to be pressed firmly against his own. He could taste the darkness in her…the heavy sin which seemed to cloak her like a second skin. He could damn her to cruelest of fates but he chose then to love her. He broke the kiss for barely a second before kissing her, forcing his tongue into mouth and moaned gently into the kiss. Their tongues battling for dominance and he knew one of them would give and it would not be him. He smirked feeling her submit and too the time to enjoy the feelings she brought to the kiss. Never had he felt such a strong desire for lust, a desire to have her under him, to hear her moaning his name, to feel her arms around him, laying with him and loving him. His beautiful fallen angel. Again the kiss broke as he looked down at her smiling. She seemed dazed.

"Is that proof enough?" He had asked, noticing her trying to form a coherent thought and settled for nodding.

Leaning her head against his chest he took this time to play with the short red hair, which felt very soft, of course she was the Satan of Pride. He blushed when her breath ghost along his skin as she nuzzled him.

"Thank you."

Those two words meant more to him then he could realize and laughed gently, hugging her closer.

"You're welcome." He replied, breathing in her scent. He did not care if this would be a fleeting moment but he did know one thing: He would protect her for as long as he could, because she was his now, and he knew in his heart -always knew- he would be her Angel.