Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Devil is a Part Timer nor do I own any of the characters in this story. This story is rated M for some serious lemon and language (Like seriously you've been warned). So young readers beware! I know this doesn't necessarily go with the story line but whatever, it's my story. In this story everyone went back to their world and Maou/Emi haven't spoken since. Now onto the story!
I open my eyes to see myself wrapped in black satin sheets and two big muscular arms. At first I feel confused and almost afraid, that is before I recall the accounts that happened only a few hours ago. Feeling the memories flow back into my mind make me feel an array of emotions. Embarrassment, happiness, anxious, and the strongest of all...aroused.
"How did this even happen? How did I fall so deep into the pool of greed and selfish thinking? Things were never supposed to turn out this way, but they did… Maybe this is what I truly wanted deep down all along..."
-THE PREVIOUS NIGHT-
I stand alone with the source of all my sadness, pain, and heartbreak before me, Satan's Castle. I look down to the paper clenched up in my hand. 'Your presence is desired by our Lord Satan, this is not a request. You will promptly arrive at…-'
"Our lord, what a joke. He's not my Lord, that's for sure." I say to myself before walking up to the front door and knocking as hard as I could. I wasn't planning on being here for long, too much darkness. I hated being anywhere near the castle. I always felt endangered and creeped out. Everything was black and if it wasn't black it was damn near close to the color. They really knew how to decorate. That and being so close to Maou just… messed me up. We've been back in our world for almost a year now and he hasn't even so much as acknowledged my existence.
A few minutes go by with no response at the door so I knock again. This time the door is opened rather quickly, I see Alciel standing in the opening. At first, it seemed as if he tried to give me a dirty look, but I guess old times got to him and he simply smiled instead. "Emi… Sorry, Emilia the Hero, thank you for coming." He says stepping aside and holding the door open for me.
Funny, on the outside it looks like some old abandoned castle devoured by darkness, but inside it looked like a normal castle. I mean as normal as it could get I guess considering everything was still black and covered in dust and cobwebs. But there was normal furniture and paintings on the walls. Rugs, Chandeliers, even roses, black ones but still flowers at least.
I step inside and take a moment to examine my surroundings, even though I lived with Maou in the human world this is still his territory and I could never be too careful. I guess Alciel noticed because he took a step back to give me some space and smiled again. "Emilia, I assure you this is not a surprise attack or anything."
I give him a glare while placing a hand onto my sword to assure HIM that I wasn't taking any chances. "Then why am I here? Surely you must know what's going through that idiot's head. To summon me so suddenly and here of all places. Besides, I haven't seen any of you in almost a year since we returned to our world and now he wants to see me?" I clench onto my sword before making my glare a bit more fierce. "Don't think so lightly of me, this is still demon territory and he is still the devil."
Silence fills the room before we hear footsteps coming from a nearby hallway. "Yo, whattup?" I hear to my left, I look to see Lucifer walking into the room. He's wearing headphones and texting on a state of the art new cell phone. "What are you doing here?" He asks keeping his distance seeing that my hand is still on my sword.
I relax a little to not come off as defensive. "I don't know, Maou requested me," I say keeping an eye on both demons. "How is it you can be all the way in hell and still manage to get wifi and reception?" I ask actually feeling a bit baffled. He smirks at me before turning to walk away, "That's the power of a demon babe. Jealous?" He walks into the next room focusing on his shiny devices.
"AS IF!" I yell before realizing he's too far gone to hear me. Damn those headphones. Alciel interrupts my frustration by moving towards the stairs in the center of the room. "Emilia, if you would. My Lord has requested you be taken to his room." He gestures towards the stairs. "His room? What, he can't face me out here?" I say making my way up the steps. "Not for what he has planned." I hear Alciel mumble under his breath, this alone put me on edge. Why did we have to be in his room? Was this really not a surprise attack? The situation matched up too well.
We make our way towards his room, large, black (of course) doors await me. The doorknobs were in the shape of ram heads and were a dark aluminum color. I almost didn't want to touch them out of fear there would be some kind of poison on them. But Alciel did it for me, he reached over and turned the knob allowing the door to slowly swing open to reveal nothing but darkness.
"He awaits you." Alciel says stepping aside to let me in. I take a step in before hesitating. After all, I had no idea what awaited me in the darkness. Just as I'm about to take another step I hear Alciel speak again. "You know, I don't hate you, Emilia. I just hate the hero part of you." He says before disappearing in mid air leaving me alone in the doorway. His words linger with me for a moment, I try to analyze them but figured I should just focus on the task at hand instead.
I take another step inside, and another, and another before I am completely surrounded by darkness. I can't even see my hand in front of my face, my only light is from the door which just so happened to slowly close on its own. Slowly leaving me with less and less light, the main thing I strive on. I couldn't help but feel a little scared as the light became dimmer and dimmer. I still had no idea what I was doing here, and then there were Alciel's words. Why would he even say that?
The door shuts, I try and relax not letting the darkness get to me. Just then a small flame ignites in the near distance, growing larger and larger. It's just bright enough for me to analyze my surroundings.
It's a very large room. Elegant too. Deep dark purple walls with to my surprise white borders. The floor was a dark almost black wood, there were a few rugs places out onto the floor as well. They were actually quite beautiful. A fireplace at the end of the room with the flame from before now a roaring bright fire. A couch to my left, a bed to my right. It had black satin sheets and multiple pillows, also black. No windows, no other doors, and surprisingly no one.
I take a couple of steps forward and move my way to the fire, it was after all the only other lively thing in the room. I stand close to hear the wood crackle and feel it's comforting heat. I think back to my time on earth and how almost strange it felt when I finally came back to my own world. I had been so accustomed to being merely a human that going back to a 'hero' almost became overwhelming. I had made friends, not many but still good friends. I had to leave it all behind, all of the memories and emotions. Leave it all behind.
"I never understood the whole fireplace thing." I hear a male voice say. I turn quickly to see Maou sitting on the couch, arms outstretched, and one leg crossed over the other. He is in his human form though… unfortunately, that affects me more than I would have wanted it to, it almost made me miss him more. Sure he's the devil and was a total pain in my ass on earth but... we did have some good memories together and I hate admitting it but we did get rather close.
"I mean, we're in hell, there are already too many fires for me to want one in my bedroom. But Alciel insisted, says it raises the resale value. Idiot." He says staring at me. I simply stared back, he was the worst sin in both heaven and hell. He was very handsome and was very aware of that. He wore black leather pants and a deep red button up shirt that had the first few buttons undone, revealing just enough of his chest to get my heart beating faster.
He stared at me with those gold eyes, examining my body from the top of my head down to my feet and I think he could tell that I was doing the same. Something about his stare made me feel weak, like he could see right through me or knew what I was thinking. He pats a spot on the couch gesturing for me to sit by him. I actually almost obeyed at first but then the spell of his gaze broke and I stood my ground.
"Are you going to tell me what you want? I'm very busy and I don't have time for your shit Maou, you might be Satan but that doesn't mean I have to-" I'm cut off by the sound of his calm strong voice. What I heard I almost couldn't believe, my ears must have played tricks on me. "What?" I ask in a weak voice. At this Maou stood up from the couch and slowly walked over towards me. He stared deeper in my eyes than ever before and took hold of one of my hands.
"I said, I'm sorry."
He spoke clear and soft. I couldn't give a response, I was too shocked. So he continued. "You're probably wondering why. It's not like you can't think of at least a couple of things I've done to you… I'm sorry. For what I have done to your father, your family, those you care about and those around you. But most of all I am sorry for every ounce of pain I have ever caused Emilia the Hero." He rubbed my hand with his thumb and kept staring directly into my eyes which were now beginning to fill with water.
"Wait...wait what? I-I don't understand. Why are you…" I try to ask but the words couldn't reach me. I was too shocked and confused. Why was the devil himself setting his pride aside to apologize to me? This had to be some kind of strategy to attack while my guard is down. I try to reach for my sword but my muscles can't move. I'm completely vulnerable.
"Well for starters I learned about a lot of things on earth, like friendship, compassion, and how my actions affect those around me. I thought all of that stuff had stayed behind on earth when I came home but, I can't stop thinking about it, about you. I got so used to having you around that every day feels longer than the last in your absence. I guess you can say that I liked having you around. Loved it, actually. Look, I don't expect you to forgive me or anything but I don't think I could have slept another night without telling you how much I fucking miss you Emi." He said finally turning his face away, I guess the embarrassment was too much for him to handle.
At this point the streams won't stop. My eyes are overflowing with tears from all the emotions I'm feeling at once. Is Maou trying to tell me he cares about me? There is no way this can be true. This has to be a lie. "Lies," I say quietly under my breath. So quite a mortal wouldn't have been able to make it out but someone like the devil had the hearing of a hundred mortals. He quickly looks back to me shocked. "Lies? You don't believe me?!" He shouted obviously offended at the fact that he had just poured his heart out to only be called a liar.
"I'm sorry Maou but how can I believe you? You've done a lot of things to me in the past but please, please don't toy with my emotions. I think that's the one blow I can't take from you." I continue to let the tears fall as the pain in my chest gets stronger. I hate admitting it but I've had feelings for Maou for a while now. I know it is wrong and cliche but it's true. I've never told anyone and probably never will. Even the devil had a soft and caring side and it had consumed my heart whole.
"Emi, I'm telling you the truth." He says in a softer voice now carefully grabbing onto my other hand. "I would never lie about something like this." His voice is low and a bit dry, he moves a bit closer to me. We're only a few inches apart and he takes a hand to wipe my tears away.
Every ounce of my heart is screaming yes and making me want to jump into his arms but my brain is fighting back. It's trying to convince me that this is a trap of some sorts, the devil is not to be trusted. "No," I say closing my eyes. I wanted to escape his gaze, it was my only way to find strength. "This has to be a trap, the devil is not to be trusted. He will say anything to deceive you." I say recalling all of the things I was taught growing up. The devil is bad, evil, incapable of love or remorse.
I wanted to be strong but his touch, his eyes, his voice, they all made me so damn weak. With my eyes still closed I stand my ground and wait for his response. I hear him sigh. "A trap huh? Not to be trusted… SO, I'll say anything to deceive you right? Didn't say anything about my actions." He says before I feel a pair of warm lips press against mine. I open my eyes quickly to see Maou's eyes staring directing into mine again as he kisses me.
