Tis' But A Mask

Devils (Pt 2)

Yeah... You know how I said all these would be oneshots... I lied.

The female crossed her arms and grinned, fangs gleaming slightly in the hazy light.

"Was that supposed to intimidate me, little brother?" Sebastian grit his teeth, fists clenching tightly at his sides so not to lash out. His sister had the undeniable ability to make him want to beat her to a bloody pulp. Such a gift. Releasing a heavy breath, Sebastian forced a smile at the other demon. No Sebastian. No killing sister. Killing sister would be bad. Father would be angry.

That is, if anyone knew where father was. Though, Sebastian thought Lilith knew, in the moments where he would curse his father's name and she would smile, as if to say: "You'll realize how silly you sound, one day." Annoying as it was, Sebastian found those moments frightening. It was when he could not deny that Lilith was a demon much older than himself, has seen much more and had survived much more. His father's fall, The War of Heaven and Hell, The Shinigami and Demon Wars, etc. It sometimes made him shutter. Flashing to the present, Lilith began speaking, a mocking tone to her sweet and serious voice.

"Are you thinking again, little Cerberus? Oh, don't strain yourself, Momma's boy, I would hate to see you crack so soon. I would have no one to tease for the next three thousand years." Lilith walked past him, leather clad hips swaying as she alighted on the  marble ledge, leisurely crossing her legs, the perfect picture of sloth at its finest. Sebastian huffed a breath through his nose, taking a few steps forward to be at even height with his sister. Dammit! Why the fuck was she so tall? I mean, he was six one, while she was six five. I mean, that is fucking unfair. Could he not win at anything with his sister?!? Apparently not. That sucked.

"So, Lilith, why did you decide to grace the mortal world with your ever so excellent presence?" Though his words were filled with sarcastic venom, Lilith seemed deaf to it, and answered as if he had spoken normally. The bitch, probably just ignored it to annoy him.

"Well, dearest brother of mine, Hell had grown rather boring. Almost all the demons are in the mortal world, giving me absolutely nothing to do. I mean, even those annoying little ants called the bottom class have deserted. No one to prank, none to kill with my special axe, zilch life forms to mock except my reflection. Which, though I am rather beautiful, grows boring after awhile." Lilith's eyes turned to the sky, lips turning slightly into a frown. Sebastian knew what she was thinking of. Angels. Always foiling plans, saving mortals, and being annoyingly righteous. His suspicions were confirmed when Lilith muttered about, "Feathered bitches with long ass swords who always ruined the fun."

"They get in the way of a scheme of yours, sister darling?" Lilith seemed to nod absentmindedly, now scanning the property with darkly interested eyes.

"Yes, unfortunately. I was about to make a deal with a rather pitiful women who was on deaths row, reeked of desperation and decay, she did. Wanted to bring her husband back. Such a poor little thing. Feathered dicks showed up before I could seal the deal." Rolling her eyes, Lilith directed her attention to her younger brother, lips tilting into a poison filled smile. "Though, since that went bust, I get to spend some time with my precious brother, whom I love dearly." Both of them let out identical snorts at the blunt lie. Sebastian scrutinized Lilith, noticing her own studying of his uniform.

"Planning to become a maid sometime soon, eh, Lilith?" The female demon snorted at him, eyebrows raising at the seemingly ridiculous question.

"Fuck no. You know how I despise mortals. I could not stand being a slave to one, especially a sniveling noble who has been hand fed since birth. You could not catch me dead in such a state." ( Later, Lilith would eat those words. The situation is not one to discuss at the moment, though it involved a contract, revenge, a spoiled lady named Gina Craceta and simply one hell of a maid. But, as I said, a story for a different time. ) The siblings sat in silence after that, identical blank looks on their faces as they stared at the sun slowly bleeding down on the horizon. A shrill clang broke the silence, the sound of a pocket watch going off to signify a dot on the hour. Sebastian sighed once more, standing and turning his back to his sister.

"I must leave. The young master will be turning in soon and requires his tea before bed." Lilith gave a short nod, standing as well, a hum leaving her as she flashed her brother a grin.

"Catch ya later, bruv." With that, the heir to the throne of Hell stepped into shadows and disappeared, taking her scent and poisonous voice with her. Sebastian shook his head once more, walking inside as he did so.

The Young Master would be most displeased if his nightly tea was late.