Chapter Two.

Lucifer flopped on the bed next to Asta. He draped his arm around her, 'I'm sorry my love. There will be retribution to follow but man it felt good to beat the crap out of that fucking angel!' . She turned to face him, 'what do you mean, 'angel'?'. ' Whoops.... did I say angel? I meant to say 'man'.' Her eyes narrowed begging him to dare say it again. 'Oh my! don't you look hot when angry.' 'Gabe is not an angel! he works in the tourism industry.. I think. He was always a bit vague when I asked him.'. 'ugh! that's an angel for you like would it kill them to tell the truth.... NO is the answer! Idiots the whole fucking lot of them. Let's go and get ice cream!'. 'Wait, What... you can't go nowhere seen as you are (oh sweet Jesus) naked. There's laws about being indecent in public.'

He gave her a chaste kiss on the lips and disappeared. Asta had just decided to get up when he was back, 'missed me?'. 'You weren't gone long enough for me to miss you (:wink:)', 'your words wound me!' Lucifer faked being stabbed, staggered to the bed and landed with a thud. 'You looking very... dapper!' 'dapper?! is that all you got? how about (tapping his index finger on his lips) handsome, sexy or I'll be okay with cute.'. She threw a pillow and it hit him smack bang right in his face, she started giggling. 'Oh.... You think you are funny huh? That's it! This means war!' He lunged at her and began to tickle her, 'a tickle war! muahahah'. Tears streaming down her cheeks, 'stop. I surrender!'. 'You know what this means don't you? (she looked at him quizzically) Peace treaty, you have to surrender to all of my demands.'. 'And what are your demands?' 'hmm, ice cream.' 'Huh, is that all you want?' 'for now, yes. So lets go!!'. 'Okay give me a chance to get dressed first.' 'okay but hurry up'.

They sat in the nearby park, eating their ice cream basking in the early evening sun. 'You know Lucifer, you are not at all like I would have imagined you to be.' 'And what was your impression of me?' Asta, fidgeted with the hem of her dress, he grabbed hold of her hand and gently squeezed. 'I know what humans think I'm like but not all of it is true. I'm being myself with you.... This is me!'. She gave him a weary smile, 'So, I have something to ask... You don't have to give me your answer now but please promise me you will seriously consider my proposal.' She nodded and he preceded to get down on one knee, the realisation of what he was about to ask hit like a sledgehammer. 'Stop!' she cried 'please don't. It's too soon for you to ask me this.' 'You are rejecting me? Me you are rejecting ME! Lucifer, High lord of the underworld!'. He unfurled his Wings and shot off, seething. She was dejected, mumbling 'I just meant it was too soon, that's all.' She trudged home hoping he would be there.

'WHO the HELL does she thinks she is to reject ME! AND why did I come back to this shit hole!?!'. Lucifer stood on the roof ledge, looking down. Asta ran across the street, he could tell even at this distance, she was crying. 'Why should I care if she's crying... because I do!' . He punched the wall in frustration with himself. He left the roof and walked down the stairs to home, he stood outside wondering if he should knock or just walk in. 'Here goes nothing!' and knocked on the door. He heard from inside Asta saying, 'just a minute I'm coming.' The door opened, Lucifer dropped to his knees 'I am so very sorry. Please forgive me?!'. He wrapped his arms around her waist, 'get up you soft sod. Anyway I think I should be apologizing to you. I mean it was all a misunderstanding, right?' he nodded his response. 'I was right in thinking that you were going to ask me to marry you?' 'That obvious?!', 'How can I make it up to you?', with a wicked grin he replied 'you can start by making love to me and then we'll play by ear.'