The green haired demon rests his head on yours and lazily wraps his arm around your shoulders. "Hmm. It's not like they can hurt me."
You raise one eyebrow at the green haired man. "Rin hurt you before, remember?" With a hiss, Amaimon's arms constricted around your body painfully and his head presses down on top of yours. "Amaimon!" You gasp out, and he loosens up immediately.
"..." He doesn't say anything, he's not a person who would apologize outright, but you knew he felt a little bad for hurting you. "Don't bring him up again, _______."
Amaimon went into battle like he was toy
Rin, on the other hand, was equally pissed, for he saw the situation differently. You got him in trouble! If he was going to be scolded, he could get there all on his own, thank you. You were so nosey! That (Name) (Last) was a know it all.
Yukio looked over his classroom with a weighted sigh. Those two had to be separated. Again. It was usually for a multitude of reasons. Rin copied (Name)'s test answers, (Name) would purposefully prove him wrong in conversation, and they both couldn't resist digging into each other (even for the smallest of faults). The young teacher was at his wits end. Even with Rin seated with Shiemi on the west end of the room, and (Name) paired with Izumo on the east,
You had picked a chick flick because you knew he was fall asleep like he normally does. Most girls would've look at you weirdly. Why pick a movie, on purpose, to make your boyfriend fall asleep? Most girls pick a movie because they actually want to watch it.
When it was just him, his brother, or you, his tail was comfortably out. He said his tail was constricting, so you I urged him that it was alright to let it out in your dorm room. You didn't have a roomie, anyway. You lived snugly with your manga and blankets. And food.
You eyed it, watching it occasionally flop around. Your hand that was in his hair twitched. Oh man, how you wanted to just grab it...
So you did.
You held it gently and looked at it in fascination. You poked it and he moved slightly. Yo
Attractive yes, but very strange. You really didn't understand him at all. One day, he'd be kind (alright, in a way...), and the next he'd be a cocky asshole.
This happened to be one of those days. After you had accidentally slept in, you had been running to your classroom so you wouldn't be late, in a crowd of other running students, and Mephisto just so happened to only notice you and called you out. So now, here you are, late for class, standing in the deserted hallways with the headmaster of True Cross Academy, being scolded.
"Bull shit. There were tons of other people running around me, you ass!" You growled. Your arms were crossed, and an irritation was written all over your face.
"As far as I know, you were the only one running." You wanted to just punch the smirk that was plastered onto his face right off. "And I'm afraid you'll have to come with me back to my office now, for swearing not only on school groun
You traced your fingers over the thick paper in front of you, reading the history of (favorite subject) by the dots on the paper. Learning braille hadn't been easy for you at first, but you'd eventually gotten used to it. After all, you'd been born blind and you couldn't exactly change that.
Your sensitive hearing picked up on the sound of footsteps approaching you. You frowned and paused in your reading. Hearing people didn't usually bother you, but this one was a lot quieter than you were used to. Children were loud, and teenagers rarely bothered you when they realized you were blind. Adults, on the other hand, tried to offer you help, which bothered you to no end. You didn't need help often, so the offers were more of an annoyance to anything.
The footsteps paused, and a barely noticeable burst of air brushing your cheek served to alert you of their motion.
“Do you mind if I sit with you?” a quiet, male voice asked. If you hadn't hea
Everytime when we get a chance away from school, we would go outside. Maybe go to the beach, maybe go the cafe down the road. It didn't matter. Your small hand always seemed to fit perfectly in mine when we walk together. I hope it stays that way. If I doesn't, well, I don't know. What do I do?
Number two. You're always respecting my choices and there for me 100% of the time.
The words, 'I'm going to beat the shit out of Satan!' always spun in my mind, even if my brother thought it did or not. I couldn't tell her because I knew she would laugh. I couldn't keep it from her, so I told her. She would find out eventually. She just smiled, grabbed my cheek and kissed me lightly. She would pull back with a pink tint on her cheeks.
'That's very ambitious. That's fine, I'll be there for you, trust me.'
She always used the word 'trust'.
Number three. You're very competitive, even when you know you'll lose
Firstly, Yukio had been pestering him nonstop to try and get his homework done, which he had been neglecting for almost a month now. But hey, it wasn’t his fault that he barely understood what was going on since he would fall asleep in class. They should just make the classes more interesting and then maybe he wouldn’t fall asleep as often.
Then, Bon had been thoroughly beating him in every subject. This might have had something to do with Rin’s lack of studying, but the fact only angered the ravenette more than anything.
Something else that was bothering him was the fact that Shimei didn’t have the time to listen to all of Rin’s complaints. She was too busy staring dreamily after Yukio and helping her mother in the shop. Rin had taken to ignoring her lately because all that she wanted to do was talk about Yuki-chan and the best way to win his heart.
Standing up, you flicked your tail and began to walk out of the alley. Your (h/c) fur was beginning to get dirty and ragged, and you didn't like it one bit. Since you weren't watching where you were going, you stepped on a broken piece of glass. It cut your front left paw and made you yowl.
Limp-hopping, you hurried to a covered porch and began to lick your sore paw. Just great, you thought. And it looks like it's gonna rain, too.
You cursed your luck and allowed your ears to droop. Your mood was as bleak as the clouds looked right now. To add to your situation, the door to the house you were currently in front of opened, and a lady with a broom shooed you away. H