The intertwining of hearts (Dialuci)

And so, to every beginning there is an End

~~Lucifer~~

I opened my heavy eyes, Mammon standing in the doorway yelling at me. "Are ya' seriously sleeping in again? Man, are you depressed or something?" I groaned reaching for my pillow, about to throw it at him before-

"Why am I in bed? I was at my desk finishing work before the- OH MY DEMON LORD THE PARTY!" My blood ran cold as he stared at me with a lost expression. "Yeah, Diavolo came over to get you or something but you were asleep." I took the pillow in my hand and shoved my face into it, muffling my angered scream with its softness. If it weren't for the fact that I had to go apologize as soon as possible I would have birthed another Satan.

"Please close the door behind you I need to change." I sighed keeping my self-disappointment in check to shoo my little brother away.

I stumbled around the room, pulling on my outfit until I stumbled into my desk. With a grumble, I turned towards it, reading the piece of paper written in Diavolo's beautiful handwriting.

"Please come see me at 12:30 today at the castle. I would like to discuss something with you in my office." I froze. Sure, I assumed Diavolo would be angry that I wasn't able to make it but why did he have to write it out so...scary.

But now isn't the time to overreact, I have to go apologize before any of this gets worse. It was already 11:48 and it wouldn't take very long to get there so-

I took a deep breath in, trying hard to keep my thoughts from racing. If I left now I would make it in time, hopefully, everything could go back to normal after I apologize. Diavolo is an extremely forgiving person, whatever happened I doubt he would hold it over my head. After all, as excited as he had been I'm sure he would realize that it wasn't my intention to skip the party in favour of paperwork.

I breathed in and out trying to relieve all the stress from my body. Now wasn't the time for me to get worked up about such things, Diavolo had once told me that if I ever felt this anxious about possibly upsetting him, it was probably something he wouldn't care to get mad at me for. I pulled myself together, collecting my thoughts once again, before leaving to the Demon lords Castle.

I had to admit, it looked scarier today. A dumb thought, I know, but it looked...terrifying as if it had somehow changed. I smoothed my clothes, adjusting my hair and fixing my tie before knocking on the door.

Withing the minute, Barbatos pulled it open from the inside, making way for me to step through. "I'm sure you don't need me to tell you where he is." He smiled with a tired expression, like millennia of hard work had finally come to prosper. "Of course- I mean, why- why would you say that?" I questioned, nervously rubbing my hands together. He didn't know, how could he? I never confessed my feelings for Diavolo to anyone unless- he saw it? In another timeline perhaps I confessed that I had a string to him, how embarrassing that he knew this whole time. He could have told Diavolo- what if he told already?

He raised an eyebrow at me, confused at my panic. "He wrote you a note, yes?" My face flickered through reactions until I let out a relieved sigh. "Right you are" Another smile spread onto his face, this time a knowing one. "I would never confess your feelings for you, I'm not that rude." My jaw dropped. He knew.

"How did-" He shot me a glance. "That's my secret." He covered his mouth with a slender finger. "Now, go. I've been told you must meet him at the soonest moment." I opened my mouth to say something- anything about my ribbon but instead, promptly closed it, heading for the east wing instead of dwelling on the subject.

The oak doors were large, looming over me almost begging that I turn back instead of confronting my mistakes, but if I were to kill my pride for anyone, it would be Diavolo.