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Amakusa and Ange had found themselves at the boathouse, and soon their journey would be over. By that, he was referring to what he was supposed to do once they arrived, but he wasn't about to go through with that mission. He was meant to be a traitor, he was meant to kill her once they arrived- and eve back in the fourth game he was the one who went through with such a thing. Was he just supposed to ensure she never lived past that day...? What a joke, what horrible furniture he was made out to be.

He was never good at following the rules though, he had fallen in love with his client- with someone he was meant to murder, and after that he would report back to the theater going witches. They liked seeing Ange suffer, so if they knew they had these feelings for one another, then that would only make things worse. They might even be pit against each other, forced to destroy the other.

As he mused to himself, he stared out at the waves of the ocean that still rose and fell near the shore he was standing at. It was a good feeling to be out here and not in there, if he was out here- it was like nothing else existed, that he wasn't meant to merely kill her. No, he wanted to stop thinking about that, and he wanted to tell her.

He wanted to tell her he was just furniture, that he was just a demonic servant- and then they would make that contract that was never fulfilled. A kiss that would contain so much more than just sealing the deal between master and familiar.

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"Yahoo!" Amakusa grinned at punched the air, he was excited that together that had taken out something as strong as an arch angel. There might be more around here, and if there were two or three that would show up, then it definitely would have been hard to take them out. He dropped the war hammer, and when he did it made a loud thud when it hit the ground. The thing was way heavier than it seemed, and if Ange tried to pick it up- she probably wouldn't even be able to- not with that human strength.

He walked over to her, quickly looking her up and down, seeing if she was harmed. Looks like nothing was damaged, that was good. He had taken the blunt of attacks anyways, making sure she came out unscathed.

"You doing okay?" he asked her this while he checked himself over as well, brushing off his coat as he did. No injuries here either. That was good.

"Yeah.. I'm fine." Maybe a little shook up by the sudden attack and battle at first, but she was fine now. She hadn't gotten too hurt in all of it, either way, since she had mostly been avoiding the fireballs and aside from that she hadn't really come into close contact with a thing. She let out a slight sigh and the sisters faded away in golden butterflies - it did cost some effort to keep them up, after all, and she would rather not waste it all on a time when there weren't even monsters around.

Because of this battle she had seen Amakusa's strength now though, and.. well, he definitely was much stronger and quicker than he had ever been as a human, even though he had already been an impressive bodyguard to start with, one of the best around. Ange couldn't help but feel glad he was at least here with her, rather than her having to face this alone.

She straightened her hair a little again. "You too? I think Bernkastel will only have more stuff like that waiting for us along the way." She wasn't going to make it easy on them, after all.

Amakusa sighed at such a statement. It was true after all, they were going to have to deal with a lot of this kind of stuff, but he hoped that it wouldn't come to that. It looked like this place was pretty much ...deserted, except for the screaming people doomed to this circle of course.

He went a bit closer to her, placing a hand on her cheek- and leaned in to kiss her on the forehead. He pulled away from her and looked down at her with a smile, "as long as you're okay, that's all I care about. You scared the hell out of me when I thought you were going to get crushed but that stupid hammer. But other than that, nice moves dodging that fire."

He grabbed her hand again and started to walk with her back the way they were going before.

Although it wasn't as bad as before, her face did flush up again slightly at his touch, kiss, and then those words. As long as she was okay.. that was fine, of course he was her furniture, he would want to protect her, but.. she wanted at least him to be okay as well. But with the kind of powers she had seen out of him so far, hopefully that shouldn't be a problem. After all, she was the more fragile one here, like a human, especially compared to him.

At least Ange managed to shake off the blush as they started walking again. Slowly the scenery was at least growing on her a bit, enough to change from how she was frightened to just being regularly uncomfortable. She squeezed his hand a little though as they walked while holding hands, and moved her head a little to look at him. "It's okay. We can at least.. get through this together, right?" As long as they'd work together, stayed together - ah, this was a lovers' trial, after all. At the very least she could show that witch that her love for him went much beyond her stupid little plans.

This was a lovers trial, he had to remind himself of that. It's not like he forgot, it was just hard to remember and keep focusing on such a thing when they both were thrust into a place as dark and disgusting as this place. That was all Bern's plans though, she wanted to put them in a place to dampen their spirits, but she forgot she was dealing with Amakusa, the guy who would rather joke than be serious any day.

It seemed like they had been walking forever, trudging through this tough terrain- just going straight and trying to keep a lookout for anymore enemies that might be around. That might have been the only one, considering the fact that the climb out of here would be worse than having to fight those things. At least, Amakusa thought so. Eventually, the two of them made it to what seemed like the edge of this place, and what was before them was a rocky climb upwards. Amakusa stopped, and he just looked up, the wall seemed to stretch all the way up and past the clouds.

Amakusa whistled as he stared, "boy oh boy, this is going to be tough," he turned to look down at her, "you're going on my back. Think you can hold on to me at least? You're going to have to get real close..."

It almost felt like there was going to be no end to this place with how much they kept walking, and.. to be honest, Ange wouldn't put that past Bernkastel, to give them false hope on an exit that wasn't even there to start with. But at least then they arrived at the wall, which was already a relief in itself since it meant there was still some chance left. Even if that chance involved climbing up that really high steep wall.

At the suggestion she first blinked a bit cluelessly before getting embarassed again. Why would she have to go on his back, surely she could climb by herself, getting all close to him like that would be-- ... ah, but he was right, compared to his strength and endurance hers couldn't be compared. What if she would get tired halfway through and fell? Then the embarassment in holding on to him was a small sacrifice compared to that.

"Of course I can do something like that." There was almost something pouty in the way she said it out of embarassment, but she quickly shook her head to herself. They had already kissed before, so holding on to him would be nothing strange, right? She just had to keep telling herself that. "As long as you just focus on climbing, I'll hold on to you no matter what."

He really was worried that she was going to fall if she tried to climb, and he was also concerned if she was even going to agree to hanging on to him. She was stubborn, ridiculously stubborn, so he figured he might have to make a long speech to her about--

Oh nevermind, she agreed to it. He grinned at that, and then moved to crouch down in front of her. "Make sure you wrap your legs around me, I really need you to be secure since I won't be able to hold on to you like a proper piggyback," and feeling her so close against him would be a bonus as well. He chuckled to himself at the thought, especially since she already told him to just focus on climbing. Yeah yeah, master's orders and whatnot. He might make some jokes here and there about her chest though, definitely.

Wrapping her legs around him-- at those words she immediately regretted that she agreed to it, it was only getting more and more embarassing for her. But she knew it was the only option to get up, considering he would never let her climb up on her own since it would be too dangerous and.. ordering him to let her climb up on her own just didn't feel right. So the only choice was to do as he said, and cling on that close to him.. ah, she already felt her face getting warmer again, but she grit her teeth to try and force the feeling down. Just focus on the necessity of it all, just that..

Ange stepped over to him, before wrapping her arms around him first - that part wasn't too bad yet, she could deal with that - but then as he moved up from crouching down again she wrapped her legs around him too, almost clinging to him like some sort of koala now. Sure, it still wasn't the most secure position, but she felt like she could at least manage to hold on enough to cover the way up like this. The only problem left was the embarassment about clinging this close to him (and yes, her chest was pressed against his back). For a moment she buried her face against his back, so he at least wouldn't have the satisfaction of her making embarassed faces as he would probably crack a lame joke sooner or later about all of this.

Internally, Amakusa was laughing so hard at this kind of situation. Sure, it was needed to be done to reach the top of this fragment, but on the other hand-... having Ange in such an embarrassing position was just too much. She must have been red in the face, or cursing at him- but he couldn't help it, he thought she was adorable when she was so tsundere like this.

He went towards the wall, with her on his back of course, and started to climb it. But this was going to be a long way up, might as well make some conversation, "aha- lady I knew you were well endowed but this is ridiculous," yep. Conversation by making fun of her chest. At least he has some entertainment while he's trying to climb.

Oh, she was mentally cursing at him, and that only increased when he spoke up while climbing and just had to mention something like that. But even she knew that she couldn't full-out tsundere as usual, not while he was climbing, or they might fall. And the last thing she wanted them to fall over was something this ridiculous. Yet.. she didn't just want to let him get away with saying something embarassing like that either.

"Don't make me order you to shut up." Her face was furiously red though, and she once again attempted to hide it a little against his back - even though he wouldn't be able to see it for the most part like this either way, and there was nobody else around to see. It was more out of habit than anything else, she just didn't want to be seen all embarassed and vulnerable like this. Not that she would really order him to shut up, though, that would make things much more difficult to bear in this kind of place.

"Hyahahaha! Oh come on!" even though he was still teasing her, he was doing pretty well with climbing here and laughing at the same time. He couldn't help but tease her, it was like a habit to just try and say more and more stuff to make her tsun at him. Even though this was a dangerous situation.

"I've been looking after you for a while now, I never thought you'd grow up to be like this!" ...Actually maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that, since furniture doesn't age like regular humans do. He doubted that they would age the same, even though she was a witch now. She might have been a witch, but that was just a title that was passed down, it's not like she was actually like the witches of senate who could live for thousands of years. As he was thinking about that... how they would even grow together after all this, he suddenly grew kind of quiet.

She removed her face from the back of his coat again to speak up after he was done laughing to himself and talking. Ange didn't even notice him being extremely quiet though, considering she spoke up just after that, so she had no clue about all of the things he was thinking about. Instead she was just trying her best to use her usual deadpan tone as she kept holding on to him like that.

"What a surprise, my chest grew. It's not like that happens to girls all the time when they go from their single digits to eighteen, obviously." There, at least she sounded deadpan and sarcastic rather than fully embarassed - totally worth to be proud to herself over. She just talked on, not realising what the guy was thinking about. "What, do you maybe prefer the younger me?"

As he continued to climb up, he managed to make some good distance. It should go without saying that she shouldn't look down, and if either of them were afraid of heights this might be bad. He knew Ange wasn't though, the girl liked to retreat to the top of buildings all the time and just stay out there. Hell, she even jumped from a skyscraper once and lived to talk about it.

"That's not what I meant lady," he climbed up some more, and then paused, taking this opportunity to look down and see how far up they were. It was a fair distance, but still not anywhere close to the top. He returned to climbing, just focusing on where his hands and feet would go next.

"....And you know, furniture doesn't age quite like humans do... you sure you still want to be with me when you think about it like that?" it was something that was bothering him, actually.

"... Huh?" Ange was too focused on his question either way to look down, her tsun already having slowly faded away. Instead she was holding onto him, blankly thinking about his question. Furniture aging differently.. of course, those witches and furniture she had met never aged. Some of them were thousands of years old and still looked young, but.. she knew she wasn't like that, she was more human than anything else, so she would just age like any other person.

But that would make his question actually be more relevant the other way around, right? Would he still want to be like her if it was like that, even though she would turn into a granny while he still looked young, and even though she would die much before he ever would, if he even would to start with..

"We already made that pact, right? From that moment on, I couldn't have anymore regrets, so.. of course. I want to stay with you no matter what." Because she couldn't imagine it any other way.

Amakusa smiled at that kind of response, but she couldn't see it since she was still behind him. Still, just knowing those complications- and she still wanted them to be together, he couldn't help but feel happy from such a thing. Maybe one of the witches could also grant her longer life, he might have to beg- and maybe even make a deal with lady Lambdadelta, but it was worth a shot. She was more likely to help them out than Bern anyways, he knew that Lambda wasn't as cruel as she talked about.

"...Me neither..." he said it more so to himself than anything, and he was referring to the fact that he had no regrets. He had cared for her since she was young, and finally being together was something he never imagined. He continued to climb, and he wasn't tired in the slightest- his demonic strength and endurance really was something to be admired.

"For a long time you were the only one I cared about lady, even now- I'm determined to get through this trial because I just want to be with you..." ah, Battler must have rubbed off on him, he was sounding as sappy as him.

She didn't quite have his strength or endurance, so.. yes, Ange was sure that if she had been climbing by herself, she surely would have been too exhausted to continue and would have fallen down already. Amakusa's abilities were impressive that he could climb this far up without seeming exhausted in the slightest, but Ange was just human, so she was already starting to feel the wear on her arms and legs from having to hold on to him to fight against gravity. But still, when he said he was determined to get through this trial to be with her.. she couldn't give up either, and she knew it. And if there was one thing she knew she was, it was stupidly stubborn.

So even though she was starting to feel a bit exhausted already, she instead just clung a bit tighter to him then he finished talking, resting her head against his back. "... Thanks, Amakusa." Her voice was a bit softer, genuinely thankful. Ange even smiled to herself a little. If only they could make it out here like this, and somehow still get that promise of a happy ending from Bernkastel, even if it had probably just been a lie.. If she could live happily with him after this, just the two of them, it would be different from the past, from all her pain, the longing for her family. Instead she would move on to a happier future.

"I'll try my best for that too."

He started to climb up a little faster, since he knew that she was probably growing tired by now, and hearing her say thank you to him, saying she'd try her best- he knew he had to keep going no matter what. For a long time she was the only one he had ever cared about, he was sent to watch over her, and he couldn't help that he had soon fallen in love with a human. It was ridiculous, and the witches of the senate would sometimes jeer and tease him about it- but he just wore that same smirk and continued to joke about his love for her.

Even going so far as to tell Okonogi she was just some brat, it was all to cover up what he really felt for her. Sure, Okonogi told him there were plenty more girls out there.... but not to him, not to Amakusa. To him, she was the only one he loved, and ever would love. They hadn't even said those words to each other, they had made a pact- even going through this trial, but they had never actually told each other they loved the other. Telling her here, in hell- it didn't seem right. He would wait for the right moment.

...And as luck would have it, everything was against them yet again. It was like all the fragments out there wanted them to be unhappy, wanted them to be separated, for when he had grabbed another part of the wall, it gave, and soon he felt himself falling.

"Ah-...!" he tried to regain his footing, but it was difficult with how dangerous this wall was. They fell a ways, and soon the silver-haired man grabbed part of the wall, just holding on with one hand. He felt her fall from his back as well, and he then shot out his hand, managing to just grab hers before she fell to her demise. Sh....shit this wasn't a good situation at all.

Somehow this kind of falling was much different than last time. Ange could still vividly remember the sensation from when she had fallen off that skyscraper on that day that felt so long ago now. It had almost been serene, like something natural, like she hadn't been falling but rather flying, floating in the air. But this time, once she felt her lose her grip on Amakusa and stumble through the air, instead of that peaceful resigned feeling there was only shock. And she felt her heart sink almost into her stomach, but-- that's when she felt his hand. She made sure to hold onto it tightly, since it was the only think standing between her and that fall, that practically meant a certain death from this height.

Her breathing was somewhat uneven from the surprise as she peered up, to see if Amakusa was alright as well. And that's when she could see he was only hanging onto the wall with one hand. It seemed so fragile and vulnerable, like it could break off any moment and send both of them towards their deaths. ... Was that how it would end, then..? How Bernkastel wanted it all along, with the two of them dying like this without a chance for a happy ending?

... No, she didn't want that. And so far the only chance she could see for this to still end in some good way was.. ... ah..

It was her fault he was dragged in, so.. she should at least try to save him too in return, right..?

"Amakusa.." She closed her eyes, letting out a shout. "Just let go of me..!" It wasn't a direct order though, much more just a desperate shout. "If you don't have to hold on to me, you could easily climb up, right? You can get out!" Even if that meant that she would die.. well, if they didn't have a chance at happiness anymore, then she might as well try to give him his chance all the same, even at the expense of her life.

What was she saying...? Telling him to let go? He was mad at that, he was furious that she would even try to get him to let go. They had just talked about wanting to be together, didn't they? And to him, her life was far more precious than his own. She was talking about being a sacrifice yet again- and she was one who had never found a happy ending in any of the games. He was someone who was supposed to ensure she never lived past that day on Rokkenjima, but that was going to change, and she would live so... so it can't end like this...!

He clenched his teeth, visibly angry instead of that usual smirk on his face. She was slipping from his grasp, so he had to act fast, "don't talk like that!" he was furniture, he was stronger than any human, so the fact that she was even trying to be a sacrifice made him feel as though he was the weak one for even putting her in a spot where she had to think like that.

Amakusa hoisted her up, he was able to lift her up with just one arm, and bring her over to the ledge. "Grab on to it!" he knew she was tired, but if she at least grabbed on to it, he would hold her there to make sure she didn't fall. ...He made a mental note to lecture her later about that talk of being sacrifice.

She couldn't help but have that self-sacrificing nature, quickly throwing her life away for someone else she cared about enough - it was little different from what she did at the end of the fourth game, after all. Even though she would have been able to stay with her brother forever if she would just keep the game going, instead she tried to end it by sacrificing her own life. As long as her brother would live because of it, that was alright. Even if she would never see him again. And if she had done that for her older brother, it was only natural that she was willing to do the same for the man she loved, master and furniture relationships aside.

Ange could feel herself being lifted up though. She hadn't expected that, not even with Amakusa's enhanced strength, so for a moment she looked surprised. But the moment she was brought over the ledge she did quickly and obediently do as she was told, quickly holding on to it. And it was alright even with her being tired. She wasn't going to let go of this if she could help it, no matter how tired she was.

Even as she was holding on there, though, she peeked over her shoulder to see how he was doing.

He was relieved that she was at least able to grab the ledge, and he had his hand on her back for the time being. He had regained his footing as well, but he was still feeling pretty angry about her being so ready to throw her life away. She came first, dammit. Even putting that title of master aside, he was her lover- he would protect her with his life until the bitter end.

He quickly glanced up, and he noticed that were a spot where the wall stopped and went back further. It was indeed a ledge they could go to and rest. It looked like it was bigger too even.

"...Come on, climb up-" he would be here to make sure she could climb up and not fall, he was concerned she would lose her footing or be too tired to go on and let go. He was still able to keep going just fine, so it was more so concern for her.

"Yeah, I got it already.." Her voice sounded a bit tight since she was already putting all her effort into holding on and then climbing - she did feel exhausted, and her muscles protested with every movement, but she was able to reach the ledge finally with sheer determination and stubbornness. And maybe the fact that he was helping and supporting her a little too as she went.

When Ange managed to hoist herself up the small part of the wall that was further back, she flopped down on the ledge, letting out a deep sigh out of exhaustion. But she had already made it this far - mostly thanks to Amakusa - so there was no way she would give up, she would make it further up again later after resting for just a little bit.

She peered over the edge as Amakusa came closer to the ledge too, offering him a hand for the last part. Once he was safe up on the ledge too, she finally dared to flop down completely, trying to catch her breath after all that.

He was up on the ledge as well, and he still had that frown on his face. He glanced over at her, his eyes narrowing slightly at her. she was exhausted it seemed, and they would rest here for as long as it took before she was able to regain her strength, it was a stroke of luck that this was here. If it wasn't then she might have really fallen due to being so tired.

Amakusa glanced over the ledge and saw just how high up they were. Everything down below looked so small, they were very high up, and probably just half way. Or at least, more than halfway. That was good at least, but....

He sighed, and then he went over to her, sitting down beside her. He leaned over her, his hands on either side of her as he stared down at her, that frown still evident on his face.

"...Ange-san, I may be furniture, but there's one thing I won't allow. Don't you ever talk about being a sacrifice around me. You're the one who's the most important- alright?" he paused, and then he sort of... moved to hug her the best he could since she was laying down. His head was on her chest, turned to the side. He closed his eyes, "...I nearly lost you again, this is really torture."

She idly blinked as something appeared in her vision. She had been staring up to the strange sky here for a bit, but then some shadow appeared -- it took her a moment to realise that it was actually his head, once her eyes got used to the light difference. But soon after she could feel him moving down instead to lay his head down on her chest.

It took her some effort, with how exhausted she was, but she managed to lift up her hand enough to put it on his head instead - or rather his hat, grabbing his it and his bandana from his head and putting them down on part of the ledge where they at least wouldn't suddenly fall down. Then she put her hand back on his head, stroking his hair lightly almost like she had when he had been in his other form earlier, before they were thrown into this hell.

"Idiot. Don't you realise you're important to me too?" Her tone wasn't harsh or scolding though, more soft as she continued running her fingers through his hair a little as they were lying there. "That's why I refuse to be the only important one. I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you either, okay..?" Even if he took the most of the attacks, even if he was supposed to be furniture, still..

He allowed her to take away his hat and bandana, and just run her fingers through his hair. That felt nice at least, the way just the most simple of touches from her could make his heart beat faster than normal. He loved her, he really did- and the thought of losing her was just too much. He kept his eyes closed as he continued to speak to her.

"You forget that I'm stronger than you. And just think about it... I'm just like a dog, if I lost my master, I'd end up just waiting by the door for you to come back home. Just think of how heartbroken I would be if you never came back to me."

It was a pretty accurate thing to say, since he really wouldn't know what to do with himself if she was gone. They had made a pact, and if his master died- he would have to go back to the witches from the senate. And when that happened, then that would mean they would just torment him for leaving them in the first place.