Why cry when Angels Deserve to Die, Part 2

She turned eagerly to face him, joy written across her face, obviously. As he came to embrace her gently, placing his cold white hand on her face, holding her slightly, she did not move, as his icy cold blue lips came closer to hers, and within moments were pressing onto one another, with a still passion they did not attempt to break. Alexiel pulled away slightly, moving only inches away, Lucifer opened his dark eyes slightly to see her face.

"Does you brother know about us?" Lucifer asked, his voice deep and serious. Alexiel looked at him with unsure eyes.

"I don't think so, he is still putting up his usual requests, and that my declining them isn't what he wants to hear. He is a stubborn one." With her last comment taken, Lucifer let out a chuckle, before stepping away and walking towards the edge of the skyscraper they - so romantically and so secretly - met on. Alexiel stared at him, she could not surpass how attractive he was. His locks of dark hair, hinting slightest blue, his eyes dark like midnight, the small squiggly line tattooed over his right eye, his pale white skin, making him glow like an opal, and his icy cold blue lips. His figure nothing short of perfection, his body was something to boast about indeed.

"Your Brother is nothing more then a whiny little spoiled brat, if I had my way with him he'd smarten up soon enough..." Alexiel cut him off instantly defending her younger twin. "Lucifer, he's my Brother! He'll understand eventually..." her final words trailing off, knowing she was wrong. Lucifer stared at her silently, his face serious and sour, his eyes squinting with frustration.

"Well if you want to let your asshole, no, bitch of a Brother harass you constantly for the rest of your life, which by the way, is eternity, then so be it. Obviously nothing I say or do will stop that spoiled shrew from thinking what he does about you." Alexiel was slightly worried by how he sounded when he spoke that way, the way he spoke when he was plotting something, she was concerned if he was planning on doing something to Rosiel. Still, very protective of him, it was only natural.

"Heaven is getting worse...its being masked and hidden, as if the observant ones will not notice..." Alexiel spoke in deep sad words. Lucifer only chuckled with pity before adding;
"Of course it is, it has been for years." She looked up at him, her eyes watering with tears. Looking back, seeing how upset she was, Lucifer walked over to her, him being so much taller, towering over her. With his thumb, cold like the rest of him, wiped the tears from her big brown eyes, before welcoming her into a loving embrace in his arms.

"Heaven has always been bullshit, its mistakes and issues masked and hidden, but never resorted and shown. Angels are corrupting as time passes, problems being caused and blind eyes being turned to it, there is nothing that can be done. Its God's fault... He was what's needed to be solved." Lucifer pondered to himself, not sharing his opinions with Alexiel. But he knew that she knew deep down, that it was really like that. So he felt it wasn't necessary to actually say it.

"You know...you do know the truth about heaven don't you?" He cautiously asked her, petting back her hair with his white hand. She silently nodded, reassuring him. Then answering,
"I've known for a while, I've witnessed it...slowly things are getting worse...Just the other day I had saved this little demon child from a bunch of corrupt angels, trying to rape, or attack the poor child." She told him, with a sad tone deeply filled with emotion. Lucifer looked down and saw the sadness in her eyes, but also mixed with anger...a lot of anger.

"...Little Demon Kurai, poor kid..." She sighed as she snuck closer into his chest.

Lucifer was silent. He pulled away from Alexiel, with sudden urge.

"We're being watched." He spoke sharply. Alexiel pulled away surprisingly, turning to where he was speaking. There, crouching behind a power box, was a spying Katan, panicking knowing he was caught.

Lucifer was silent and angry.

Alexiel took note, of which it was and sighed, also scared for being discovered.

"Katan!?" She gasped.

"An angel..." Lucifer thought quietly out loud. "Who is this? Alexiel." He asked her curiously, his voice still deep, angry and serious.

"He's.." She spoke slowly, but before she could finish, Katan answered for her.

"I am Katan, Rosiel's Offspring Cherub." Alexiel stepped back, holding her head in stress. Lucifer frowned, "Your his little bitch eh?" Katan was silent, what was there to say, it was true, everyone standing there knew it to be true. Alexiel finally grasped stability, she walked closer to Katan. Serious written all over her face, she looked concerned and angry.

"Katan, promise me, you will keep this to yourself. Rosiel is NOT to know of this, I can't risk it!" She looked into Katans eyes with serious eyes of her own. "Please..."

Lucifer never looked away from the young Cherub.

Katan finally answered. "I...I should be loyal..."

Alexiel became angry, She pulled the long steal sword from the holder, and placed it firmly under Katans chin. "Or would it be more convenient for me to kill you now?" her voice deep and threatening. Katan stayed expressionless. "Alright. It's none of my business. Besides I shouldn't be the one to DEEPLY hurt Rosiel with the news. Your secret is safe with me...Alexiel." Katan, for the first time in his life, expressing a serious, angry emotion. He turned away from the two, walking towards the edge of the building, spreading his wings tightly, before diving off the building and soaring off into the night's sky.

"Do you think we can trust him?" Lucifer questioned.

"I hope so...he does love Rosiel, but I think he knows he really can't tell him. I know he wasn't afraid of me, he doesn't fear death. He is one of the most emotionless angels I have ever laid my eyes on. Can you imagine, the way Rosiel treats him, and it doesn't even bother him in the least, not even anger can be expressed. That one is a wonder." She explained wearily.

~ Time Shift ~

Katan made his way back into the church, still unsure of how Rosiel was, last he had seen him the man was infuriated, and had almost killed him. But Katan had found him, through the growing sounds of his sobs.

There he was, laying pathetically, on the floor, drenched in blood, fresh and old. Katan's heart was shaken, he quickly ran over to Rosiel. Lifting him up, looking into his face, Rosiel was not only drunk, but his blood loss was huge, his beauty had taken a turn, it had changed from its old self, radiant and shimmering, to sick and tired.

"Oh no..."

Katan murmured to himself, carefully lifting Rosiel off the ground and into his arms.

Rosiel was barely able to open his drowsy eyes, but he did, and with that came a pathetic sigh questioning who was carrying him, "Katan...?" Katan didn't answer, he only looked down at Rosiel, concluding. "Don't die." He took note of the deep blade wounds in Rosiels wrists, and the blood stained knife in the nearly dead angels' hand. "God damnit Rosiel! What have you gone and done!" Katan hurried into a small room, one he knew had a sink and first aid kit.

Entering the room quickly, he gently rested Rosiel on the table, knocking many objects and items off the surface and searching madly for the kit. He knew Rosiel had, and still was loosing too much blood, and had to work fast. He finally with a hint of success, found the first aid kit, opening it instantly, searching for bandages to hold the wound closed.

Slowly rapping the thin white bandages around Rosiels wrists the drunken angel let out moans in agony, and stuttered the words that then came out of his mouth, so intoxicated and light headed from the amount of blood loss, he had no idea of what he was about to say.

"...Y...youuuuuuu...Ka...ka...Katannnnnnnn...you are Th...Th...the only one I cannnnnnaaaa trust...I re...really ddd...DO lo...love yoooooou." His words almost unable to be interpreted, and completely slurred, Katan didn't actually take his drunken masters words seriously. He only hushed Rosiel and continued to bandage his wounds. Winding them around slowly, it was almost relaxing, yet hypnotic and nauseating for Rosiel. Once finished he brushed the sweat from Rosiel's forehead and smiled at him with a fond, smile of pity, while Rosiel glared up at him, looking slightly confused, before he lost consciousness and passed out.

Katan stayed by his side, to monitor his breathing. Katan stayed by his side, all night.

He stayed by his Side.

...

The next morning, Katan was barely awake...his eyes soar and tired. The bright sunlight was blazing into the room like nothing could darken it no matter what. Thanks to Katan, Rosiel survived. And it was not long before Katan passed out on his own, sitting in the chair. When he had awaken, it was to the sight of Rosiel leaning into him with wide eyes. Totally taking him by surprise.

"Ah!" He screamed while falling back at the jolt of shock, the chair tilting and tagging along with his weight. Rosiel backed away in slight confusion. Katan instantly flying back on his feet, and standing before Rosiel, happy and relieved his master lived.

"Lord Rosiel! You lived!" I sighed in relief.

"Uh...Yes, Katan..." Rosiel spoke slowly and ashamed. Before anymore could be said Katan raped his arms around to hug his superior, tightly squeezing Rosiel as if his purpose was to never let go. Rosiel evaded the embrace and left the room...

Katan knew deep down that Rosiel still wished to not be alive, and probably resented him for saving his life, but on the other side of him he was grateful Katan had done so.

A few hours past, Katan had purposely left the church to leave Rosiel to his thoughts, it was obvious they were avoiding one another. When he had returned it was dusk, and becoming dark, Katan entered the church quietly, walking silently through the corridors wondering where Rosiel was.

The sweet honey like, cautious tone of Rosiel's voice snuck up from behind Katan.

"Katan..." It was nearly a whisper, but Katan took note of it and turned to face him slowly. He was silent, he did not say a word. The dim light, leaving the corridor dark and mellow, shadows cast all over Katan, making him appear dark and scary. The silence made Rosiel, for the first time, feel uncomfortable around his offspring. He all day had been thinking of Katan, his opinion had changed a lot. But so has Katan, over time, it was obvious that he had matured, growing stronger emotionally, especially his emotionless cold appearance...it was his power. Rosiel had gotten a stronger higher opinion, he now had realized that Katan was his own person, in a way...at that he could be depended on, he had saved this life.

Rosiel was unsure of what to say, he simply was speechless. I tried to act cool and casual, he turned his back and said, very carelessly.

"I need a body by me tonight...I am feeling depressed and I wish you to be close." Walking towards his fashioned bedroom, hinting to Katan to follow that which he obediently did.

"Alright Sir." Katan sighed under his breath, as he followed.

Katan literally at this point in his life, did not experience or feel any emotion. He wasn't even acting it to be respected, deep inside him, he didn't feel, and he didn't care. But it wasn't recognized, he didn't remember what emotions felt like, he was not sure what or that he was supposed to, and that he was missing something. His love for Rosiel had faded in time, he wasn't even sure about that anymore. He was completely oblivious to the fact that he was not feeling. Katan, he knew and always said he loved and cared for Rosiel, but it seemed that it was masked, or buried and he had become so emotionless that he didn't feel it anymore.

Entering the dark room, glowing of the ambiance of the blue moons light. The room was practically empty, only a large canopy bed, king sized, enough for five or so people to sleep in, placed in the middle of the room.

The canopy was draped over with a satin see-through curtain. The room was peaceful and beautiful. Katan was awed by how warm and cozy, yet peaceful and comfortable it appeared. He himself didn't sleep in a room or a bed, he slept in the churches chapel, in one of the worship seats. Once completely in the room, Rosiel removed most his clothing, his boots, his gloves, not necessary items, leaving him dressed in only his pants and coat, which he had unbuttoned, revealing his white scronny chest and torso. He climbed into the bed wearily. Katans cold silence made him uncomfortable. Katan himself felt empty, he really didn't want to be there, but something deep down inside did...

Rosiel lifted himself under the covers and looked up sadly. His voice sounding hurt, like tears where on their way to pour down his eyes.

"Katan..." he called sounding far too pathetic. Katan then took note that Rosiel was expecting him in the bed aswell. He removed his boots, kicking them off with the opposite foot, then climbed into the bed, and under the covers aswell. He felt out of place, uncomfortable aswell. Things between Rosiel and Katan had been ackward ever since Rosiel nearly killed him, then went and all most killed him self. Katan had saved his life, he could have easily turned a blind eye to the nearly dead Rosiel and let him die there, but he didn't. he saved his life, and stayed with him to make sure he lived. That was honor, and it made Rosiel realize how much he loved and needed this man in his life.

Once both in the bed, Rosiel attempted to snuggle closer. Katan not realizing the intentions, thinking he was hogging space, he moved further away, nearly coming close to falling off the edge. This wounded the angel, thinking he was being rejected.

"Katan..." he sobbed, whining in the cherubs ear, while rapping both arms around him and pulling him back to the middle of the bed, and snuggling close. This completely takes Katan by surprise. He was not expecting that, ever. He was not reluctant, but was not sure if he wanted to be close to the creator of his life.

"Uhh..." he Finally responded by surprise, his tone unsure and questioning. Rosiel soon hushed him with his finger to his lip and a simple

"Shhhh"

Katan did as he was told and was quiet, and very, very still. He was confused of what was happening. A little while had passed until he could feel very warm small portions of tears rolling down his neck, where Rosiel's head was comfortably placed. They were tears, Rosiel was crying. In all his life, Katan had never really seen Rosiel cry...in sadness. He had seen Rosiel whine and complain and throw hissy temper tantrums, but never really cry. He was pretending like he didn't notice the tears. And continued laying there still, silent, and nothing. Finally Rosiels bawling miserable voice spoke, choking over his tears.

"Come one Katan, if I wanted someone to be perfectly silent and still and not even speak, I would have stuck with my pillow!" While saying it he sobbed some more as more tears came rolling down his face.

"...Sorry...I don't know what to say..." Katan answered. Continuing his cold, silent and still motion.

"Katan..." Rosiel finally questioned looking up, his eyes blood shot and teary, "You never said you loved me back..." His face expressing the emotion of wonder.

Katan was silent. No thought passed through his mind. He was speechless.

"Do you really hate me that much Katan?" Now bawling his eyes out, burying his face into Katans chest and sobbing so loudly it was echoing through the room.

"..." Katan was silent.

"I'm a horrible, fowl person that could not be loved by anyone! Not even my own sister loved me! Not even my own creation loves me, I can see in your eyes. You saved my life in honor and because I am your creator, but you don't even really love me and I can see why! I've been so cruel to you! Never appreciating you for what you where, what you once felt, until my cruel ways corrupted you. I don't deserve to live!"

He screamed out, as more tears tsunamied from his eyes, flooding and soaking Katans jacket.

Katan blinked, before he finally spoke.

"You were intoxicated...I didn't take your drunken rambling seriously..." Explaining why he never replied but not explaining why he was so emotionless, or even bother to deny Rosiels cruel ways... because it was all true, Katan knew it, Rosiel knew it.

"No I fucking meant it Katan! I was sober enough to think, and the blood loss only made me weak and drowsy, I wasn't exaggerating, I really fucking meant it! I love you!" More tears came with the confession. Rosiel was literally screaming out his confession, when finished, he continued to cry and bawl like a baby at birth. Katan was jarred, he was not sure what to say, or what to do at this matter. He shifted a little bit, so he could face Rosiel better.

"...Well...I don't know what to tell you Rosiel...I loved you too... back when I was a mere new Born Cherub."

Katan knew he was making it worse, he didn't know what to tell him, exactly like what he had said. He took a deep breath.

"Perhaps you are correct about me being corrupt, which can maybe explain why I don't feel...but I still care about you don't I?" Rosiel's tears continued but his screaming stopped. He looked up at Katan with worried eyes. They seemed large and puppy like, the golden iris's standing out in the blue of the room, drenched with tears.

"I stopped you from committing suicide, I could have very easily walked away and ignored it. Now if its actual hidden love, or if its just unconditional duty and loyalty...I'm not sure..."

Katan trailed off, he knew he wasn't helping with his babbling on-and-on. But it somehow calmed Rosiel. But it only took a few more seconds for another heart breaking and tear spilling thought to get him started again.

"My sister hates me!" he then threw his face into the pillow, and smashed his body into the bed with such force it caused him to bounce. "She hated me so much she tried to kill me! And then sneaking off and having an affair with the fucking devil! She probably only did that to make sure I found out and break my heart!" All his words, words of such emotion and every word came another tear.

"That's not true Rosiel..." Katan was finally able to say comforting words.

Rosiel slightly eased his crying, but proceeded to continue.

"She happened to only love you as a brother, she began to resent your constant request's. The reason she was with Lucifer was and only was because she loved him...not to spite you. Trust me, she wanted so much to make sure you never found out..." Katan calmly, truthfully spoke.

Rosiel sat up, now agitated. "So much that she let you find out!" He was quick to add. Katan sighed once again, replying, "No, I was spying on her...I had no right, I'm lucky she didn't kill me..." He ended with a humorous tone. Rosiel looked at Katan with concerned eyes. Katan continued before interrupted. "I was spying on her, after I spoke to her about you. She had begged me not to tell you, I almost refused to comply and she drew her sword to make su -"

"She threatened to kill you!?"

Katan looked away slowly, "Uh...Yeah..."

"I can't forgive her for that! You are my baby, she can not kill you!" Rosiel was sounding similar to a worried sick mother. He had placed his hand on Katans cheek. Katan stayed silent.

***P.O.V Shift***

Alexiel wandered aimlessly through her chambers, she waited patiently. Despite the fact that he had been banished from Heaven, Lucifer promised to come see her at her own home, because he knew she could easily be discovered on the outside, just as Katan did.

She was slightly worried about what may happen if they are discovered, but she had gone to great lengths to make damn sure no one would discover them. The entire window's curtains had been closed. She had intended on locking all doors, and the only door that couldn't be locked, was the large opening in the wall in front of the patio. But she had intended on taking him to another room away from that.

Candles lit nicely all around, romantically hue glow filled the rooms of her chambers. It was after dark, most angels were in their chambers by now. She took advantage of the fact that her brother was not in Heaven at the time, he had taken Katan down to earth, for more lessons. Finally her waiting was over, as Lucifer quickly snuck past all, and came creeping into her liar. In a whisper he beckoned her "Sorry I am late."

Alexiel only replied by embracing him, closing her arms over his torso, he did the same, before kissing her lightly on the forehead. Alexiel pushed him onto the couch, he leaned back on it, but didn't quite sit down. She kissed him roughly and passionately, ripping his shirt off his chest, completely exposing the whiteness of his skin, blue veins noticeable. She trailed her tongue down his neck, down to his pecks. Lucifer reacted has naturally as she did, he grew hot and hard, grasping his hands and her ass, just at the beginning of hers legs and pulling her up on him, then sitting comfortably on the velvet sofa. Alexiel sighed into his chest as he grasped her breasts tightly, while kissing her wildly and sliding his hands under her dress, along her smooth warm legs. She proceeded her hands down his chest and down to his pants.

Lucifer paused.

"We shouldn't be doing this..." He added, warning Alexiel.

Alexiel didn't listen, she only continued to make her moves, sliding her warm hand down his pants, onto his groin, he let out a sigh. Lucifer sat up and began to walk, beckoning her to follow, he led her to a bedroom, which of course she followed in lets says, more than exited passion. Once at the door way Lucifer finally felt comfortable to let loose. He playfully slammed her into the wall next to the bed. The room was dark, lit by one single red candle. He kissed her deeply on the lush lips, she stood frozen by lust, kissing back hungrily. Slowly trailing his kisses down her chin and towards her neck, holding her wrists firmly up against the wall, pushing himself closer to her, Alexiel could feel his hard-on pulsing through his clothing and on her thigh. Now squeezing her breasts intimately and slowly attempting to rip her dress off, Lucifer began to shift this position from the wall, to the bed where he fell, on top of her. Alexiel let out a soft moan and spread her legs so he could rest between them, but the feeling of his hard member, still clothed, pressing up against her only drove her to wanting him more. "Ugn" she panted through his lavish kisses, as he groped her, and he had also managed to pull her dress down past her torso, making her half-naked alike him.

"Lucifer, ooh," she quietly moaned, her voice deep and sultry. He was trailing his kisses slowly down to her chest, where he suckled her nipples gently, not wanting to hurt her, at the same time, trailing his hands down to her warm self lubricated entrance, holding her there firmly causing her to sigh and thrust her hips up into it. With that he had become over powered with arousal, he moved lower much faster then his before teasing motions, completely ripping her dress of by pulling in down off her hips and tossing it to the floor. He slowly shifted his body lower down the bed and spread her legs apart, burying his face between them, slipping his tongue over her clit. She let out short, sharp gasps and moans as he did this. Alexiel let out a content pleasured sound as she placed her hands on the top of Lucifer's head...but something caught her attention... her eyes were closed and she thought about this.

Lucifer's hair is thin, silky and layered, messy and loose locks falling down nicely, and a dark, almost black toned blue. But the hair she had felt was thick and wavy, extremely fluffy and hinted the texture of anything but silk. She slid her hands down a little, disturbed by the fact that where Lucifer's hair should have ended, it was still there, long and wavy, same feeling as her own. She tangled the hair in her hands tightly, concentrating and pondering about this thought until she opened her eyes and saw what was not Lucifer's, but the silver colored head of her brother. She let out a shocked gasp, and then screamed. Petrified of what she was seeing, at that her brother Rosiel had looked up with a evil gaze and laughed hysterically.

***P.O.V Shift***

Katan laid silently and uncomfortably next to his sleeping master. After they're riveting conversation, Rosiel seemed to have fallen asleep on him, and Katan was unsure if he was permitted to leave or not. But a part of him didn't want to go. But at these thoughts the occasional sound of Rosiel's sweat voice letting out pleasured sighs and moans, Katan was unsure of what his dazed master would be dreaming of until he heard the pleasured moan of the name of Rosiel calling.

"Alexiel...ugh" Katan had slightly gotten angry, but deep down was happy his master was content, he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but the sudden shake of his masters body, jolting and shivering had awoken his almost sleeping trance. Katan sat up and looked down at his beautiful master, his forehead creased and his eyebrows puckered.

"K...Ka...Katan?!" He called from his sleep, Katan was unsure once again if that was him deep asleep in a dream, or a call to be awaken, he decided to wake him.

Rosiel opened his eyes instantly and widely gazed at Katan with fear, his pupils small like his now almost invisible iris's.

He cried out in fear, Rosiel seemed like he forgot he was awake now.

"K...Katan!?"

"Rosiel-Sama? Are you alright!?" Katan fearfully shook his master at the arms, trying to snap him out of his daze.

Rosiel let out a terrified scream and sat up,

"It...it was you!?" He finally called out before shifting out of the bed and running from the room in tears.

Katan was confused. "It was me?"