"Hah!" Michael took his opportunity, as the teams filtered past each
\n other on the way out of the stadium, to taunt Mad Hatter. "Told you
\n we’d kick your asses."<\/p>\n
Ryouma stopped to watch, Fuji-senpai and his brother pausing beside him.<\/p>\n
Hatter looked Michael up and down with a glint in his eye. "Technically,
\n in fact, you have not."<\/p>\n
"Hiding behind technicalities, now, huh?" Michael was obviously enjoying
\n himself a great deal. Tachibana-san was rubbing his forehead, though his
\n small smile said he wasn’t as exasperated as he tried to sound.<\/p>\n
"Michael-kun…"<\/p>\n
"What?" Michael grinned. "It’s true."<\/p>\n
Hatter flexed fingers that were suddenly full of… playing cards? Ryouma frowned,
\n puzzled. Yukimura-san, though, made a fast snatch for Hatter’s wrist. Hatter
\n gave him a deeply disappointed look.<\/p>\n
Yukimura-san shook his head. "I’m pleased with the performance of my team,
\n Hatter-san. If the results don’t entirely satisfy us, then we’ll have to
\n make sure they come out differently next time. It’s well."<\/p>\n
Hatter sighed, and the cards vanished. Ryouma was really starting to wonder
\n how he did that.<\/p>\n
Michael’s brows were nearly in his hair. "Never thought I’d see the day
\n you had two masters, Hatter."<\/p>\n
One corner of Hatter’s mouth lifted in something that was not a smile, and
\n he turned slowly back to face Michael. <\/p>\n
"I wouldn’t borrow too heavily on reflected glory if I were you, Michael,"
\n Lucifer said from behind the smirking angel.<\/p>\n
Michael whirled with a snarl. "You looking for another fight right now?!"<\/p>\n
Lucifer lifted a brow, the curl of his mouth far more amused than Hatter’s
\n had been. "If you like. Little brother." Four black wings swept
\n open behind him.<\/p>\n
Ryouma sighed. This would have been the perfect opportunity for Lucifer to
\n take his advice. Oh, well.<\/p>\n
Michael tensed up even more, and his wings unfolded, too. Fire licked around
\n him.<\/p>\n
"How… tense. Brothers, hm?" Fuji-senpai stirred beside him, looking
\n speculatively at the two. His step forward, however, was checked by Yuuta’s
\n very tight grip on his arm.<\/p>\n
"Aniki, you’re not allowed to get yourself killed before I beat you at
\n tennis," Yuuta stated, not taking his eyes off Lucifer and Michael.
\n "So don’t suggest what you’re about to suggest, okay?"<\/p>\n
"You have to admit, it works," Fuji-senpai said, reasonably. But
\n also quietly.<\/p>\n
It looked like they had noticed anyway. Lucifer looked from Fuji-senpai and
\n Yuuta back to Michael, and laughed softly. <\/p>\n
Michael’s jaw dropped. "You… what… what the fuck<\/em>?!"<\/p>\n "Hm." Lucifer took a long step towards him and cupped the side of Michael vanished in a skyward flash of wings and sputtered swearing. Lucifer "Excellent suggestion," he murmured, glancing sidelong at Fuji-senpai. Hatter smirked, leaning against Yukimura-san, and Fuji-senpai looked like he "That was unnecessary, Lucifer-san," he said, quietly.<\/p>\n Lucifer tilted his head, examining Fudoumine’s captain. "Perhaps. But Ryouma shook his head, sparing a moment to be glad Seigaku’s angel didn’t have <\/p>\n End<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Michael taunts Belial about winning and Lucifer gets involved.
\n Michael’s face with one hand.<\/p>\n
\n calmly folded his wings back in.<\/p>\n
\n "I can see why you like this one, butterfly."<\/p>\n
\n was considering whether to take that as a compliment or not. Tachibana-san,
\n on the other hand, had his arms crossed and was looking disapproving.<\/p>\n
\n if he truly wanted to fight me again, he could have done it by now."
\n He turned and walked away, merging into the crowd just as a blond man and
\n woman fought their way out of it to congratulate Tachibana.<\/p>\n
\n as many Issues as the rest of them. Maybe he should add some psychologists
\n to The Plan. <\/p>\n