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Nee!

Told you the next chapter wasn't that far away ^___^ *beams* quite pleased with myself I must say ^___________^

Satoshi stepped out on the balcony, a chilly night breeze ruffled the simple lacy white gown she wore.

The Angel felt a presence behind her, she frowned to herself.

"No thank you Miza. I'm fine as I've already told you and I'm NOT feeling nauseous. I will be soon if you won't leave me alone." She raved on, still not acknowledging whoever just walked in.

The brunette haired God suddenly felt very awkward, like being caught red-handed with his hand in the cookie jar. He directed his gaze on to the rich red rug below.

"...baka..." he mumbled.

Satoshi's head snapped around at the sudden noise to find a very embarrassed Seto Kaiba studying her rug intently.

"Oh Seto its you! Gomen nasai I thought it was Miza and her troop." She apologized meekly as she shrugged into a loose robe.

Seto looked up and found midnight ebony eyes boring into his own. She looked at him intently then a slow smile appeared on her lips.

"...Seto...are you blushing?" she questioned. The Angel was rewarded with a deeper red creeping on Seto's cheeks.

"Iie! Baka." He retorted as the God tried to reclaim his inner cool. Satoshi peered closer her smile became a grin.

"Mother Night! Seto Kaiba is REALLY blushing." Seto gave one of his famous `death glares' and pivoted on his heel and marched towards the door. Satoshi's hand quickly snagged his wrist. The sudden contact startled the immortals.

"At least tell me why you came." She said quietly. The God's eyes were still transfixed on the door as he replied in a mono-tone.

"I was here to see how you're doing, for the others sake as well." Satoshi's eyebrows knitted together.

"And as I can see you are doing quite well." His icy blue eyes eyed her hand on his wrist, she quickly withdrew.

"I'm fine." She huffed, stepping onto the balcony once again, savouring the fine breeze.

A familiar heat crawled back onto his cheeks as he debated to himself for about the 100th time why he had to come. The brunette reached for the door knob.

"Hey Seto." His hand froze in mid-action.

"....yes?" he questioned still facing the door.

"Thanks for coming." A shy smile grew on Seto's lips.

".....Hn." he turned the knob and stepped outside, shutting it quietly behind him. `Wait. Wasn't that Aya's line?' the brunette brushed his brown bangs from his eyes.

`Mother Night I've been spending too much time around that red-head.' He shook his head sadly and shimmered off.

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Cold blue eyes surveyed the area/

"Everything is in place Lord Nakago." A tall thin man nodded towards the one called Nakago. A sudden chilling breeze swept the blonde tresses from a finely sculptured face.

Sapphire eyes focused in the speaker.

"Make sure every thing is intact. Failure is not an option." Nakago pivoted on his heels and strode towards the underground chamber his own footsteps echoed off the dim lit channel.

"Lord Nakago..." a feminine whisper appeared to his left, Nakago slowed his pace.

"Yes Soi." He addressed the Demoness with a monotone.

The Demoness named Soi slipped out of the shadows toying her burgundy coloured hair; she flicked her eyes hungrily over Nakago.

"Muraki-sama requires you presence." She ran her tongue seductively over her upper lip. Nakago looked away, disgusted by her lusty manner.

"I'm on my way there now, there's no more need of your presence here." He ordered.

Soi, taken the hint, slinked slowly back into the shadows.

"Then I'll see you later......Nakago...."

Thankful to be alone again the blonde demon lord quickened his pace. He entered a darkly decorated high domed chamber, a figure dressed in white sat on a throne carved from Ebon'stone.

Also waiting for his appearance was Tomo, the Demon Lord of Illusions. His elaborately painted face watched him approached with amusement. Twin peasant feathers attracted the slightest breeze from the headgear he wore.

"Ahh Nakago, how glad it is for you to join us again." Muraki's deep voice rumbled through the chamber. Nakago inclined his head.

"Everything is set. The plan can be carried out accordingly." He reported.

A wicked gleam appeared across Muraki's pale blue eyes.

"Excellent." He raised a pale hand and caressed his Ebon'Stone carved sceptre tenderly.

Wind of the coldest night whirled around the chamber intensifying Muraki's blood filled laughter.

"Revenge will take its toll. Blood fest of the Gods will commend."

TBC

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Muahahaha! YOSH another chapter out of the way...*flexes fingers* the next chapter will take awhile I'm afraid cause I've only just started on it ;_; and my muse ran away to dance with the faeries ;_;

Ohher and I start Uni tom. @_@

So please don't start screaming for blood if I don't update it for awhile.....

By the way that silly bitch doesn't even know that she can't bloody dance....gotta apologise to those faeries.....

Ja Ne~

Ps: if anyone has any ideas that can count towards my story please do share, it'll probably help updating quicker &_&"

*huggles Kenshin plushie*