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Victor took back his hand on top of Yuri's head. "Why are you scared of me, Yuri?"

Yuri looked away from the wall, but his eyes remained closed. "Aren't you…the one who does it?"

I don't understand."

"Sinners…get punished don't they?"

Victor shook his head. "That's not…you're not here for that."

Yuri's brow furrowed in confusion.

Victor dropped his shoulders with a sigh. "Open your eyes, please? I'm not scary, Yuri, I promise."

"Isn't that…what you…guys do?"

"What, pull eyes out? Don't you think I'd hurt you by now if I wanted to?"

Yuri peeked, but only a little.

"There you, go…see? I'm not here to condemn you, okay?"

Yuri lifted his head up. "R-Really?"

"Come, give me your hand."

Yuri took a look at his marble white hand and back up to Victor's blue eyes. "What is it that you want?"

Victor helped Yuri stand up against the wall. "Simple. You."

Yuri's eyes went wide. "Eh?"

He was on his way to sliding back onto the floor before Victor latched on to pull him back up. "No, no, no! Come on, now," Victor insisted and chuckling at Yuri's melodramatic response.

"I…I don't understand," Yuri half whined.

Victor pressed his hands on either side of Yuri's frame above the shoulders. "It's really not hard."

Brown eyes reflected his aura's on-going confusion. "Then elaborate, last time I checked you were a demon and-"

"Devil," Victor corrected.

"EH?!"

Victor clamped a hand over Yuri's mouth. "Before you faint on me how about we listen for answers to the questions asked, hmm?"

Brown eyes wavered as Yuri nodded to comply.

"I am one of the many devils of Hell. Not to be confused with the tormentors such as demons. I saw you had arrived and brought you here."

Victor's hand slid off of Yuri's mouth. "I just want to get to know you. No strings or deals attached, okay?"

"And then you said...well, I think your eyes tell me enough." Victor finished his retelling with a smile.

Brown eyes sparkled as Yuri caressed the pale skin of the devil's cheek. "Victor…thank you…"

Victor took that hand placed it on his chest over the buttons of his black shirt. "You're welcome…now what would you like to do today?"

"I'm not sure…maybe wear clothes for once?" Yuri gave a dry laugh as he bounced off the bed with restless energy, almost antsy.

"Why would you want them? You're beautiful without them."

Yuri rubbed the back of his head. "Flatterer as always, heh. I just…I'd like to, I guess? You wear them. I see you dressed every time I wake up."

Victor got up walked over to the middle of the room. "Well I do have to make appearances elsewhere sometimes," he reminded.

Yuri nodded. "That's true…I wish I could be with you…out there I mean."

'You and me both.'

Victor drew Yuri into a hug. "Here…"

When Victor finally pulled back, Yuri looked down at himself and gasped.

He was dressed in a black and red garment which sparkled. "I-It's beautiful…"

'Then I made you gorgeous.'

Victor smiled but, in doing this favor, he knew it had cost them hours of their time.

He brought their hands and bodies together into a dancing position in the middle of the floor.

"Dance with me, Yuri," whispered.

Foreheads together, for now, they rocked around in a circle. At first, Yuri laughed through his nose bashfully towards the impulsiveness, but, eventually, the couple finally stepped out, creating a box step, smiling at each other as Victor would hum tunes, some improvised, some not.

One-two-three, one-two-three, around and around.

Yuri stepped forward. "You know…your heart-smile is infectious," Yuri remarked with a smile of his own.

On occasion, Victor would kiss Yuri's hand. "Oh?"

Once in awhile Yuri come close enough to press his temple or cheek on Victor's as they rocked in place instead of a box.

"Hmhmm, I like it because I smile too…not to mention your tail seems to want to match it."

Victor stepped to the side. "Stop, you'll make me blush."

Yuri followed Victor's lead back into a box, unable to smile again for that reason.

One-two-three, one-two-three, around and around.

Yuri followed under Victor's leading arm in a spin. "Are you sure you're not a siren?"

Victor stepped forward. "Heh, I'm sure."

Yuri looked over his shoulder as his back was against Victor's chest, the devil's left hand rested on his hip while their right arms and hands were held out and together. "Why me then?"

His eyes searched Victor's for an honest answer.

Victor kissed the back of Yuri's hand. "Why anything?" The spawn reminded, as he spun Yuri around finished their waltz with bringing Yuri into a dip.

Yuri smiled sheepishly as he shook his head. "I don't deserve this. I feel too good."

Victor lifted him back up. "You deserve everything. You're perfect-"

Suddenly, the spawn was rubbing his hands together.

"A-Are you all right?"

Victor nodded. "N-Ney…Yuri?"

The human soul tilted his head to the side. "Yes?"

Victor tapped his lips as his chest ached. "There's one last thing…"

Victor tossed Yuri back onto the bed, making him bounce.

"N-No~hoho!" Yuri scrambled backwards towards the pillows.

Victor winced. Though his treasure smiled in understanding, he felt a shred of Yuri's sadness.

He shook his head, dismissing it and crawled onto the bed. "Come here you."

The back of Yuri's head sunk deep into the pillows while Victor pressed his hands down on either side of his shoulders.

Yuri's eyes wavered as Victor lowered closer. "I don't…want to leave you…"

"I wish you wouldn't, Yuri…"

Yuri gasped as warm lips encased his own. Giving in as his soul shuddered in content, he exhaled.

Victor pulled back and looked into those brown depths. "I only wish to keep you close. Safe."

Yuri felt his eyes become heavy soon thereafter as he felt lips on his wrists. "Victor…"

"Please say it...before you sleep?" Victor asked, resting his head on Yuri's chest.

Yuri pet his silver hair. "Goodnight...my little devil…" he whispered.

The slowed breathing and lowered aura, Victor lifted his head up and saw Yuri sleeping.

The devil's tail remained still and unfurled on top of the mattress as a black tear fell down his face. "See you in ten years, my little treasure…"