Author's Note

Holy mackerel, first time ever to update twice in one day! Holy!

Prescripto13: yup, I always wonder how Kakashi sensei will look like under the mask. Guessing when Kishimoto sensei would reveal the truth. lol

Dreamer1984: glad that Naru-chan is romantic lol

As always, reviews are welcome.

Vi

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(Previously)

Tsuki turned and opened a door, making his way to the cellar as the young vampire made his way up. He wasn't going to see the older Hatake, but the so-called monster that they have sealed. He knew that An would call it a monster for the sake of erasing the complexity of the matter, but he knew it clearly that An has seen the truth behind the ugly skin that was covering the creature.

The older Hatake was not in the room as he expected, even though the room was locked securely. The man never had enough energy to stay awake, and that it would be such a pain to stay awake in this lonely, yet warm cellar. Tsuki knew that only with An's chaka, or the monster's chakra would ever woke up the legendary priest that once stood under the bright light. He shook his shoulders causally as he then unlocked the steel door, making his way into the cold dungeon.

The room was dark and cold. The scent of damp and wetness lured into his nose. Well, at least this would appeared to be like this, to most that able to come in, if even that was possible. He walked inaudibly, but he knew that the resident of the room has already noticed his presence. He kept walking in the dark, as it brought no obstacle for him. He traced the alchemist circles that was craved on the brick wall, thought of the time when An and Sakumo decided to seal the creature into the young boy. It was a logical decision for them; he has no doubt with it. Lucifer was way to away to come to aid, and it was even more impossible for them to fetch the owner.

He remembered the conversation with his holder of that time. The vampire has a greater attachment to the fallen angel than he thought. He has a negative feeling towards the sad creature because of the said angel. However, for his opinion, he found the creature innocent, maybe he was on a similar situation, after all he was a tool, a kill weapon.

"Mendusa," he called as he almost reached the central of this maze.

"I can see your silver sights on the way in. They are the light from the firm light tower for the missing souls in the tempest ocean," said the woman as she stood up. She has a long wavy blonde hair, covering part of her face. She was tall and every part of her was in the perfect proportion. Unlike An or even Tsuki himself, the woman gave other a sense of pure and innocent. No matter how positive that her outlook was portraying, Tsuki aware of the woman true side, and she was far more dangerous than she looked like. "Is it another year passed by? Time has been travelling fast. An-san just paid his visit recently, and seems I have loss time in the books."

"Not yet," Tsuki answered calmly as he reached the book that he has in his jacket pocket. "I bought you an extra book along, just thought that you may need to have another."

"Thank you very much," the woman replied politely as she received the book with her two hands. "An extra book is always welcome. I have nothing to do here, apart from reading. I want to talk to Sakumo-kun out there, but then, he could not see me. The only things that he can see are the fearful snakes…"

Tsuki raised his hand and then dropped it down weakly. He remembered clearly as An used him to attack the snakes. He could still recall the coldness of the snakeskins as he chopped them into two. "That, I am afraid, nothing can be done. After all, Sakumo is a mortal."

"I know," the woman replied. " Does Lucifer-sama manages to talk to Micheal- sama this time?"

"I am afraid he failed," Tsuki replied lowly. "According by An- chan, M-san's assistant, a newbie, raised his sword and demanded for a fight. And hence, L-san has to retreat, even before he could see the archangel."

The woman sighed softly, as she tried to follow the guidelines on the books that she has read, trying her best to control her emotions.

For the mean time, Tsuki put one of his hands into his trouser pocket, preparing to attack. She wasn't any normal woman, wasn't even a monster, like the Sasaki, as some may call. She was the archangel's hidden desire. She was part of the warrior from the Heaven. Most importantly, she was the negative sediments that the archangel has. Unlike Lucifer who has faced and deal with his own desires, also it maybe due to Lucifer's fall, everyone believed that Michael denied his own emotions. As time went by, the emotions landed into the mortal world and formed into the woman.

Tsuki has discussed with An and his assistant Kazuhiko privately, regarding the gender of the desire. He agreed with An's view, as it made the most logical sense. They felt that the negative sediments may contain the feelings that the archangel has towards the fallen. As the carrier of Lucifer's desire, An knew it clearly – the emotion that the fallen has for the blonde archangel.

"So is Lucifer-sama safe?" the woman raised her question again after a long moment of silence.

"He is fine," Tsuki answered, "and that, don't worry. An-chan has half of L-san's power sealed inside him. If An-chan is still alive, I am pretty sure everything went alright."

"That is true." The woman smiled weakly, "I have been overreacting."

"Don't worry," Tsuki said as he took out of his pocket watch, "it's about time for me to go. Good bye." He then stood up and made his way out.

The reason that they decided to call the woman, Medusa, was that she reminded them the monster in the myth. Her love will never be replied and that she would be sealed forever, for the sake of the mortal world. She was made by denial and that she has to bear her master's pain. "Take care, Medusa," Tsuki whispered as he closed and locked the door again.