“What do you mean? Someone wanted me to wander into hell?” You frown.

            “No, he wanted you to find him.” Smoker gestures to Kid. “After all, it’s what was promised.”

             “Promised?” You echo. Smoker nods meeting your gaze.

             “You remember that poem you received in class? There’s a reason it found you.” He says simply. You straighten up and look at Kid who just seemed confused.

           “What poem?” Kid scoffs.

           “My dear friend took on an important role in order to see that demon again. But once that piece is removed she’ll be no more. I’ll do everything I can to prevent that.” Smoker murmurs.  Your fingers twitch, gaze dropping to your now empty plate.

          That angel that you had read about, locked herself away with a great demon’s wrath just so she could see Kid again? Were these feelings even yours? Were you just a wall standing in her way? Suddenly you felt wrong, tears coming to your eyes. Was Kid only attracted to this hidden power inside you and mistaking that for love?

       “Hey, what’s wrong? ___?” Kid frowns reaching over and touching your cheek in concern. You meet his gaze and offer a smile.

         “It’s nothing, I’m going to bed.” You move the plate away and get up. Kid frowns swiftly pulling you into him and cupping your cheek.  

        “Talk to me ___...” He requests softly. You meet his gaze and shift.

         “Is it really me?” You murmur.  He blinks in surprise, releasing you unsure.

         “This is news to both of us, but I know its you.” He assures. “It’s been you since the moment you peered into my cell. If it wasn’t you then you wouldn’t have taken so long to love me.” He takes your hands and offers a soft smile. “Trust in us.”

          You shift before lowering your forehead to his shoulder.  “I trust you.” You breathe. He kisses your cheek before picking you up and carrying you to your room to lay down with you.  

           “Crazy day, we need to sleep on… The hell are you doing?” He tosses a glare at Smoker as the angel sits on your desk.

          “Watching over ___.” Smoker answers simply, folding his arms. You glance at him, not really bothered by it oddly, seems like it was normal to be honest. Was his presence always there?

         “Um… Okay, goodnight.” You nod to Smoker before settling in and closing your eyes. Kid tears his glare from the angel to you, holding you closer. Soon sleep overtakes you and the demon relaxes, nuzzling your hair. Smoker frowns at him lightly.

         “Wow! Thanks Smoker!” You smile, looking at the necklace thoughtfully.  

         “It’ll keep you from getting drawn in to his howls.” He places a hand on your head, giving you a fond smile. You smile up at him, becoming thoughtful.

          “Smoker, were you and the angel closer than you said?” You ask him curiously.  He freezes briefly.

          “…. No…. I loved her deeply though, but a demon stole her heart before I could reach it.” He admits softly.

         “… You still love her….” You guess lightly.  

         “More than anything.” He nods. You blink in awe at him.

          “That’s… So sweet of you.” You whisper tearing up.

           “Please don’t cry.” He pats your head swiftly and awkwardly. Kid chuckles from the couch, earning a look from the angel.

           “Come here ___.” Kid rumbles, opening his arms up to you. You go over and hug him, relaxing as he embraces you. “You’re so sweet.” He breathes. Smoker frowns lightly at that, watching you for a moment.

            “Perhaps its not best for you to be so close to the demon, he may be fueling the piece unknowingly.” Smoker suggests carefully. Kid gives him a glare at that and you pull back, blinking at Smoker.

            “But I feel fine…” You object lightly.

            “He's either paranoid or jealous.” Kid grumbles, hugging you again. You watch Smoker for a bit.

           “You want to try something here?” You ask him.

          “What?” He raises an eyebrow.  

          “Like a party or carnival.” You murmur in thought. Smoker frowns slightly at that.

          “I don't think we should be… Partying under these circumstances.” He points out.

          “I want to relax. Im going to do that.” You fold your arms. He blinks at you and smiles a bit something like recognition flashing in his eyes.

           “Alright ___, show the way.” He hums, surprising you.

          “Carnival it is.” You smile, “I'll go get ready.” You add, hurrying to your room. You change cheerfully with a smile. You pause when your phone starts to ring and check it. “Hey Law.” You hum as you answer it.

            “Hey. How is everything?” He asks.

             “Its alright. We're going to the carnival in a bit. I want a turkey leg.” You hum feeling your stomach growl.

              “At a time like this?” He huffs.

              “Smoker reacted the same way… And yes. I think we should all enjoy the calm before the storm. In fact, I'm going to invite everyone.” You decide.

               “Heh… Alright ___, I'm on my way.” He breathes and you say bye to eachother before hanging up. You go out finding Kid ready and Smoker in some modern attire.

                “Law's going to join us. Im sure he'll be happy to meet you Smoker.” You smile at the angel.

                “I'll be glad to see him again. He's made these years easier to watch over you.” He nods thoughtfully. Then he glances at Kid and frowns slightly. “Such a shame.” He looks away.

         “Eh? You got something to say?” The demon growls. Smoker glances at him before meeting your questioning gaze.

          “I was rooting for Law.” He states shrugging slightly.

          “Oh…” You blush lightly and smile a bit. “That was a nice thought. But I'm really happy with this outcome. Even if you don't understand why.” You meet Kid’s gaze and he relaxes and smiles back at you.

           “Me too.” The demon rumbles.

           “___’s guardian angel…” Law looks up at Smoker.

           “Thank you for making these years easier.” Smoker smiles at him.

           “Yeah… No problem, I….” Law glances at you. “So you're coming to the carnival too?” He changes the subject.

           “Yes. She seems determined to enjoy herself despite the circumstances.” Smoker sighs.

           "Yep. That's how she is." Law chuckles. He turns to you and takes your hand. "Lets go make some memories together."

            "Oi…" Kid frowns at him. "Mine. Let go." He grumbles.

             "Nope. Lets go ___." Law smiles, leading you out brazenly. You smile a bit, giving Kid a sheepish look. The demon huffs before smirking and taking your other hand.

             "Gutsy priest. I won't let you win."