Sibling Meetup

The bachelor party was a huge success for both the club and the man off to marry his fiancée. Lucifer was also feeling pretty lucky as he took the best man up to his rooms to add even more fun to the party.

He was busy with his eyes closed and his mouth occupied with the other man's by the door to the lift, when he heard someone clearing their throat behind him.

He froze, ending the kiss he was engaged in and turned his head to look at where he had heard the noise. He sucked in his breath. "Rae Rae, what are you doing here? I thought you made it pretty clear yesterday that you don't really want to talk."

"Hello to you too, Lu. I just wanted to see how you were doing after what happened with Ella."

He glared at her. "Well, me and my lover here for the night seem to be doing really well. I don't do family and he doesn't do girls. Get lost. We can talk tomorrow."

But it did seem that his opportunity for some great sex was gone. Best Man held up his hands at him. "Sorry, dude. You go talk with your sister. If you're still up for it later, I'll be down in the club."

Sighing, Lucifer nodded and watched as his would be lover left. He turned to glare at his sister. "Well, thank you so much for that Azrael."

Rae Rae walked closer to him, keeping herself on the opposite side of the piano. He could feel himself getting angry at her when she ran a hand over the keys. "Don't do that, I just had it tuned."

She sighed loudly at him, before taking her hand off his piano. "When did you stop being fun, Lucifer?"

He crossed his arms and glared at her. "Sometime last night after I heard more excuses coming out of your mouth about why you couldn't be bothered taking five minutes out of your day to visit me yet can spend enough time with a human to become her Guardian. Makes me wonder if you've gotten yourself some help and you're just not that interested in visiting with your brother. Even now, you're more interested in Ella than me."

Azrael's jaw dropped at hearing his rant and it made him feel both proud and guilty.

"You think I am here only to get gossip out of you on her?"

"Well, you're the one who came in here interrupting my night and saying you're here to get that information. Why change your tune now?"

Her brow furrowed and she walked towards him. "Really, Lu, what's wrong?"

"You left! With no warning, with no way of me to follow you, and no way of knowing what the hell you were doing. After less than five minutes! Seems you're still going to go with the same old excuse. Too busy. Always busy. Can't stop working now, Lu. Well, you wanna know what? Fine! You're so busy, and you're so interested in Ella and your work, why did you bother even coming here in the first place?!"

Blinking at him, a frown formed on Rae Rae's face, she crossed her arms. "You're angry that I left last night? Why?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because it was the first time we talked in millennia and you decided halfway through a conversation, while my back was turned by the way, to fly off to parts unknown."

"I thought you wanted me to leave!" she stated, her voice rising in volume to try and counter his shouting at her.

"If I wanted you gone I would have told you to get out! It's not me that has lost sense of what is fun, Azrael, it's you!" With that said, he stalked over to his bar and poured himself a drink. This time he wouldn't even bother trying to pour one for her. She didn't deserve it after abandoning him again last night.

That thought was what done it, really. Instead of putting the quickly emptied glass back on the counter, he let out a shout and threw it at the nearest wall.

"Why?! Why does everyone single one of you think it's fine to play with me like this?! Let's all mess with Lucifer, because he's the evil one. He's the one who destroys everything. He's the one that deserves it. Well you want to know something? It hurts me more than anything Hell ever did. So congratulations, if that was your goal, you attained it."

Azrael's eyes got huge and round and tears began to form in them. It didn't make him calm down like it might have when he was younger and she was following him around like a lost puppy. "No! You don't get to do the puppy eyes or the crocodile tears. That shit won't work on me now. Get out. I don't want you in my home anymore."

He had barely finished the sentence before she was gone in a flurry of feathers.

Just like that, the anger was gone and he had to grab hold of the bar counter to stay on his feet. That was not the way he wanted their second meeting to go. He needed them to be the great sibling duo that they used to be as children. But so much had happened to him. Being kicked out, living in Hell and being abandoned by everyone but creatures called demons who more worshipped him than cared for him.

Mazikeen had been different in that regard which is why he had taken her on as his second.

And now every time family dropped by, he ended up either yelling at them or killing them.

Amenadiel he hadn't expected any better from, except maybe that time he had called him evil to his face. That one hurt. But Rae Rae he had always gotten along with, except when she was in one of her rare smiting moods, which generally left him wanting to be far away from her as possible.

Maybe...maybe she hadn't been faking the tears? Well, it doesn't matter now, he had already kicked her out.

It didn't stop him being any less angry at her, or upset at himself. It certainly didn't change the past, in which she could have visited him many, many times over the course of her work, taking damned souls to hell.

"Why didn't you just visit me, even once, Rae Rae..." he whispered to no one, before he turned and walked over to his bedroom.

If he was feeling good, he would have gone down and visited with the Best Man but he was not in the mood for sex now. Even great sex didn't seem to be enough right now to cheer him up.

His second thought after that was to call Ella and let her know that he and Rae Rae were fighting and things might get awkward. One look at the time stopped him from reaching for his phone. It was way too early for that now.

So, he did his third thing. Drank a bottle of whiskey, crawled into bed and fell asleep feeling utterly miserable.

Hopefully the inevitable meeting with Raphael would not end with him losing his temper again...