CHAPTER FOUR

A year had passed since I last seen Saix and his being was something I worried about for months until I stopped and told myself not to care about where he was or why I met him. Though, I'd still find myself sad over not seeing him for short amounts of time until I scolded myself. I'd still go hang out at the old barn just as always to relax and today I took a walk to the cemetery out of boredom and to my surprise, I saw Lea there. He was alone this time and seemed to be hanging out near my grave which made me curious. I morphed into my human form and made him able to see me as I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked to him. Lea quickly turned as my heels hit the paved parking lot. I gave a subtle wave and he seemed really happy to see me actually.

"Hey you," he greeted.

"Hey me? Can't get the named memorized?" I asked, but Lea shook his head remarking, "No, I remember it. I've just been trying to carve your name on this rock for the past week now..." I was confused, what rock and why bother to write my name on it? I asked with a bit of laugh in my voice, "What rock?"

"The rock someone put at your tombstone? Above your grave?" he stated and even thought I was touched; I was still confused.

"Why are you doing that? I've been dead for over two centuries now. I don't see a point..."

"Because. I know you told me you did bad stuff, but you still deserve respect and me trying to carve your name into this stupid stone is me trying to do that, but it's not working!" he yelled and I sensed he wanted to hurl the rock out of frustration. I bent down beside him and mentioned with a smile, "That's sweet of you, Lea. Very. But you don't need to do that for me. I'm nothing that should be remembered, honest."

"Why do you think that?" An innocent question from an innocent kid. I sighed and remarked, "Lea, I told you, I wasn't very nice and really, for me to be forgotten after all these years would not be a very big loss for me." Lea now looked confused and sighed as he asked, "Why do you think that?" I sighed at his question. I really didn't want to want to tell him why not, I just simply didn't believe I deserved even a headstone. At least they didn't let my body rot above ground and I thought that was nice enough. Lea then protested, "Even if you think you don't deserve it, I do. I want to remember you..." I smiled and rubbed his shoulder, at least the kid had good intentions and I had to admire that.

"Thank you then, Lea. That means more than you'll ever know to me," I told him and he smiled up at me. He then stopped his efforts and asked, "What are you doing here?" I replied sitting against Reno's tombstone, "Eh, nothing in particular. I was just bored and wanted something to do."

"Oh..."

"LEA! Time for church!" a woman's voice rang and I glanced to see a woman standing outside a car. Lea stood up and smiled at me before heading off. The woman seemed petrified as I stared at her, another person to know who I am or who thought she did? I watched as they went into the church and I decided to stick around. I turned myself invisible to the human eye and grew my wings back to fly over to the brick building. This place was older than me, it surprised me it was still standing at all. I then got a bit of a devious idea and transported into the building stood at the back corner where no crosses touched me and I was far away from the holy water. As the priest began to speak, there was a fear in his voice, subtle, but it was there, he must have sensed me.

"Today is September 25th and today marks a very special day in the minds and hearts of the citizens of this town."

"Is it now? I guess I'm more remembered than I thought." Perhaps to an innocent, I didn't want to be remembered, but to all the fucks who were older and were teaching wrong to kids, those were the ones who wanted to remember me, remember every action I did. Just so it would fuel their hatred.

"I would like to talk today to talk about this man," the priest said as he took out a painting of me and I had to admire it. I had no complaints to the artist. I heard Lea's mother speak, "There's a look-alike in this town, sir. I saw him in the cemetery... talking to my boy..." I cocked my head? Can someone really pull off the spikes I put into my hair beside that kid? I sighed and materialized back outside for one Hell of an entrance. I made myself look human again before making sure humans can see me and flung open the doors to hear gasps and screams and noticed everyone scooting up one another.

"I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" I posed with a devious grin. I stepped inside and shoved my hands into my pockets and joyfully stepped forwards as I spoke, "You know, this reminds me exactly like a moment from my life. I came into a church, this one in fact, and made an entrance just like that. Everyone acted just like this too, oh, except the priest was scared at well." I snapped my fingers and vanished before appearing behind the priest's back. I asked tauntingly, "And why aren't you pissing yourself? Is it the fact that you know you can return me back to Hell? Or burn my flesh clean off to never be repaired again?"

"I am going to have to go with both if you truly are a demon," he threatened. I smirked and hopped over to the painting of me. I remarked looking out to the Church, "Lovely painting of me, don't y'all think so?" There were a few nods and timid voices which simply amused me. Though, before I could toy with the crowd more, the priest shoved me up against the cross on the back wall where I was now fucked. The cross acted like a strong magnetic pull on my body and thus restraining me. He then grabbed a cup and dunked it into the holy water. I was a dead demon... Though, a familiar scent caught my attention and just as he was about to pour it on me, I noticed Saix come out of nowhere and shove him out of the way, but the water splattered on my arm and I screamed as I saw and felt my skin boiling. I heard Saix's voice, but didn't bother to know what he was saying. Soon he was in front of me and touched his cold hard to my warm cheek and I transformed back into my demon form. His coldness then touched my arm and there was a sudden soothing sensation before the world around me blacked out.

I woke up in what looked like a barn. I blinked a few times before I realized it was the barn I died near and I then felt pressure on my body and glanced down to see Saix laying on me. I noticed my arm had bandages on it, but I could still feel the sting of the fucking holy water. I felt the angel moving and he looked up at me and stared into my eyes.

"You saved me for the second time now... Why?" I asked hoping he remembered the first time. The blue haired angel stared off to the side before looking me in the eyes and slapping me across the face. I held my cheek with my good arm and replied, "Um, ow, fucker! Hell, just a question..."

"You are one big, huge idiot, aren't you, Axel? Who does that? You're going to get yourself sent to the Netherworld!" Saix yelled and yeah, he was right. I sighed and remarked, "I don't know why I did that... I didn't expect him to try and exercise me though..." Saix rolled his eyes and settled back down on my body, he even let his wings relax. I stayed quiet though as I thought about what an idiot I was for attempting that stunt in the first place. Saix commented after a few moments in a near mumble, "You're lucky I was there to save your stupid ass..."

"Lucky or fortunate you did? You could've let me die right then and there and let my life I have now perish," I informed and yet those words made Saix stir. He gently shook his head and answered, "No I couldn't have. I had to save you." I became confused by his words and remarked, "Um, no, no you didn't. I don't think it's the obligation of an angel to save a demon."

"Then it's my obligation to save you!" he yelled as he loomed above me, supporting his weight with his arms. His eyes beamed bright gold until he sighed and I then noticed them go to blue. I pointed out, "Your eyes change color with your mood, did you know that?" He seemed surprised and confused as he shook his head.

"When you're pissed, they're gold, but as you calm down, they go to blue. I think that's beautiful," I informed and then realized I had just called an angel beautiful... but, I couldn't lie. His eyes were truly stunning. Saix relaxed on my chest again and mentioned, "I honestly didn't know that... There's no mirrors in Heaven. God says we don't need them." I smiled as I laughed a little. I commented, "Then maybe us demons are a bunch of narcissists."

"You think?" Saix asked revealing his own smile and that was beautiful too. I revealed a toothy smile to him as well and simply gave him a nod. Seeing he was in a better mood; I reiterated my question, "Why did you save me again or ever at all?" Saix glanced to me and sighed. I watched as he supported his head in his hand and began tracing his finger along my chest. He admitted, "I'm honestly not sure why I keep saving you. Perhaps it is because I could not save a soul I didn't know in life and I feel the need to save you now."

"You wanted to save me? Usually when someone is being quartered, there is a very good reason for it. I made myself known towards the last months of my life, didn't you ever hear of the man nicknamed, oh, what was that again..." I tried to think about what they called me.

"The Flaming Demon? Yes, I did hear of you many times and I was scared of you, but I was so scared because I knew I could have easily been one of your victims. I was wildly attracted to you. The first time I heard of you, I thought I could run, but when I saw a picture... that was no longer the case. I started going to church to rid me of the sin of loving you as I did," Saix explained and I was more than interested in his tale. I questioned remembering when we first met, "You were playing stupid then when we first met?" He nodded and looked into my eyes again and sighed as he shut his eyes tightly before opening them and looking to the hole in the ceiling from a year ago. The blue haired man admitted, "Yes, I immediately knew who you were. I've never seen someone with such red hair besides one other... he's not fond of you and calls me insane."

"You know Reno? My twin?" I asked and Saix nodded and informed, "Yes. I figured this out when I mentioned one day that I fell in love with a killer once and one thing led to another and we found out I meant you. He says he's happy you died." I sighed hearing that news... I answered, "As figured. He never came to visit my grave and he was always shoving me around when we did see each other and called me a demon and I should be shameful for what I did to those women and men I raped and slaughtered."

"Are you now?" Saix questioned and it was a reasonable question to pose. I remarked thinking back, "I'm not shameful that I killed them. I am shameful, however, that I raped them and made them suffer like that. If I could relive my life, I think I would have not chosen the lifestyle I did." I added curiously, "Is that a fair enough response?" He looked confused before he remarked, "I wasn't asking for a fair response. I already said I would fuck you; you were and are still a very, very attractive man." I smiled and laughed a bit.

"You would have been an easy target then, wouldn't you have?" I asked jokingly and Saix managed to laugh as well as he nodded and replied, "I really would have been." I caught him staring into my eyes again and I stared right back, just admiring him. I asked glancing at his X shaped scar, "How did you get that?"

"Get what?" Saix posed and I remarked wondering if he even knew he had it, "Oh, there's this X-shaped scar right here at the top of your nose. How did you get it? Or did you even know you had it?" He touched his face, but he wasn't exactly touching the scar. Cautiously, I reached my hand towards his and asked, "May I?" He gave a quick nod and I took his finger and helped him trace the scar. He admitted looking a bit sad now, "I never knew I had that... I don't know."

"It's alright, you know what it's probably from? Your death scar. Some angels and demons get them," I remarked.

"Do you have any?" Saix asked curiously.

"Yeah, I do. I look like I was sewn together," I joked and Saix smiled before both of us realized our hands we still touching. I intertwined our fingers and Saix remarked, "You're so gentle." I raised my brow to him and reminded, "I better be and I also better have some romancing skills. It's hard to be efficient if you're not."

"Well, that's not what I meant, I only meant... I mean, you're being gentle with me... now," Saix stuttered and I smirked.

"Did you expect me to more demon-like then? Cruel? Uncaring?" I promoted, grinning.

"I'd be lying if I said no," Saix admitted glancing down for a moment before looking back up at me. I smiled, happy I was able to surprise him. I asked curiously, believing I'd already know the answer, "Saix, would you like to know how I would have seduced you?" He questioned, "You mean if I wouldn't have been in the mood already?" I laughed and nodded. Knowing I could only use one hand, I took it back from his hand and placed it on his shoulder as I slowly gave him a massage saying, "I would have started by seeming friendly and offering something to drink, somewhere to stay that was cozy and warm and then give you a massage to calm your nerves making you think I have no bad intentions." I continued massaging him not actually wanting to make him feel uncomfortable as I explained further, "I then would have started being cute and kissing your neck and cheeks. Your actions from there would make me become violent or remain calm. If you didn't struggle or try and get away, I would have start moving my hands down to your thighs making you think I was only to massage you there until I moved my hands nearer and nearer your crotch and would grope and play with you from there. For males, the bigger the erection was, the better... Saix? What's poking me?" He was an angel, I thought they were all castrated once they got to Heaven? His cheeks became red, very red and he hid his face in his hands. He informed, his words being muffled by his hands, "I hide... as annoying as they are, I actually like getting an... erection..."

"How have you managed to hide all these years?" I asked being legitimately curious. Saix sighed as he admitted, "Every time I felt one coming on, I'd go and hide and usually come here to help myself and wait and then go back. So, it seems we both like this barn for one reason or another." I simply smiled and remarked, "I like it here because it's calming. I've always liked it here actually. I'm surprised we never ran into each other if you come here to relieve yourself."

"Yeah... me too actually..." Saix replied now seeming down. I took my hand back and lifted up his chin and stated, "Not getting boners is boring, anyways. Sex is pretty prominent in Hell, so getting horny is a must." Saix sighed as he pointed out, "Yeah, I'm from Heaven. I'm not supposed to be able to get horny anymore..."

"But you wanted to so you hide the fact that you can," I stated and he nodded which made me smile. Saix stated glancing into my eyes, "We both have something to hide when we go back… by now, our scents have probably intertwined." I took my hand back to stroke his cheek and mentioned, "It's a good thing I don't want to go back yet, isn't it?" The angel smiled and nodded, then to my surprise, he mentioned, "Too bad you couldn't help me take care of it..." I widened my eyes and simply shook my head as I answered, "Afraid not... our scents would be engraved onto each other then and that wouldn't go over well for either of us."

"No..." Saix whined as he mentioned, "You're up too..."

"Which isn't a problem in the slightest. You walk around in Hell erected and others just know you're ready and most likely willing. It's kinda nice, you can have it as long as you please and you won't feel pain or anything like that," I noted really happy about that fact. Saix frowned a bit remarking, "I don't want to try and hold it that long, it's too risky..." I replied knowing he'd probably be judged and then immediately castrated, "A reasonable way of thinking for a naughty angel." Saix smiled at me before flying up a bit and sitting next to me. I sat up as well and stretched my wings since I was laying on them before I heard Saix ask, "What do demon wings feel like anyways?" I smiled to him and posed "Would you like to feel?"

"Yes actually," Saix was quick to reply. At that, I shifted slightly and let Saix pet my wings. He remarked, "They're velvety... it's funny, before I met my first demon, I always thought their wings would be more like bat wings." I mentioned knowing a few demons like that, "Some demons have bat-like wings, but others have black, velvety feathers." He told me sitting back down, "They make you look majestic and mysterious." To his words, I grinned before asking myself, "What do your wings feel like then? Something impossible?" The blue haired angel glanced to me before opening his wings and putting one in front of my face urging, "See for yourself." I smiled and then gently glided my hand across his white wing. It was so silky, it didn't even feel like feathers, but they were and I was entranced.

"I was right... something impossible," I answered as I, to my dismay, stopped touching his wing. He put it back behind him and shyly smiled. I sighed and lifted my bandaged arm to hear Saix mention "It's not good... it ate away at your skin and you're only muscle in one area... I soaked your arm in normal water though, so there's no more remnants of the holy water." I smiled and mumbled, "Thank you... I'm going to get tortured for that, I know it."

"Why tortured?"

"Oh, because Lucifer needs things to do." I smirked and mentioned, "We need to see each other again and soon."

"In a week how about, after dark so you won't be caught by the priest again," Saix suggested.

"Wise," I simply replied before waving, knowing I had to get back and then snapped my fingers, appearing back in Hell.