Once again, the room concaved into silence.

"No." said Maou

"'No', what?" laid Lucifer.

He was still staring at Akai, who was still looking at the floor.

"I know how this would end." He said looking to the two of them seriously.

"She was going to stomp out of the door, Lucifer complain and yell, Ashiya wake up and kill him, and then we all go out to find her, and he finds her, and get ready for the drama! Confesses his lo-"

"Alright! ALRIGHT! I'll STAY!"

"Horary! I'll make us some food!" Chi-chan yells, smiling and going over to the fridge.

*A few minutes later had them all sitting around the table.

They each had a side of the table. Chi-chan was happily munching away, talking to Maou-san about work. He was enjoying the conversation, and participating, but in his head, he was always watching those other two.

"H..ha….how did you find me?" she asked, lying on the ground face-up and spread-eagled. She panted heavily, and looked up at me then as I came to stand beside her.

"I am not the leader of hell for nothing! Now", he offered his clawed hand, and helped her up. Her body instantly SCREAMED to be put back down, but she refused, and didn't say a peep about her internal suffering. "- you need to balance your emotions. There is a cantaphone inside of your mind right now."

"Huh?" she asked dumbly, as he turned around to the other side of the room.

"Your muscles are the strings, sliding over one another, creating a very high-strung, squealing noise."

I could see the imagery in my mind. …

"The percussion, your heart, how it thunders throughout everything else, drowning out most of the other noises. And then, your lungs. The winds. 'Go figure'.

"However.-"

She suddenly turned to see his arm raised behind her, red spells swirling out behind it.

"-when you focus on that, your enemy has time to STRIKE!"

I see we had had the same flashback. Wincing, I went back to the conversation at –hand.

Akai's pov. –

"-when you focus on that, your enemy has time to STRIKE!"

I knew he was reading my emotions through my body language. He had taught me that as well.

"You're tense."

Satan said, walking up besides me. I continued to look over the field, where Lucifer was training and sparring with some of his demons.

I winced, ever so slightly, when the lizard headed creature snapped his jaws around Lucifer's arm, and threw him into the air. He unfolded his wings though, and dive-bombed the lizard shooting three spells.

I watched as the purple swirling –circles launched their way towards him, throwing him back. I nearly sighed in relief when I saw Lucifer put a foot down on the lizard-mans-chest, pointing a hand at him. He had won. He helped the thing/lizard up, patted him on the back, and then motioned for another to come over.

"Your jugular is pulsing, along with your neck, and where your clavicle meets your shoulder." Satan said, laying a large clawed hand on my shoulder, thumb pushing it down, and hand pushing down on my clavicle, fingers splayed out across my neck.

"Your arm is locked up, as if you are about to cast a spell at any moment. You need to be calm. At least, your body needs to be. It's all about deception, in every way possible."

He knew I was tense. As I sat next to Lucifer, I couldn't just stop the tug-of-war-raging on in my mind. To Crawl over to Lucifer and hug him, screaming how sorry I was, or to just never talk to him again. He had yelled at me, although I can understand his frustration.

Man, I missed Enta Isla.

Lucifer—

I looked at her from underneath my purple bangs. She was beautiful, even as this human. Her tawny-brown hair was up in a clip, and her bangs were Bright red.

Why?

Why couldn't she see how scared and vulnerable he was around her? He wanted nothing more, almost, than to drag her into his arms and hold her close. He missed her, so much. He had locked and barricaded himself in his castle for 3 months, not even leaving then, until then Satan Himself came.

I knew this was dangerous, that I could be rejected forever because of this, but I had to take the chance!...

I slipped my hand under the table and found hers. She didn't even startle, and she grasped my hand back. Neither of us knew why, but Satan himself suddenly smiled.

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