Boredom Is Dangerous
This a gift fic for MikaZuki Blood-AngelofDarkness. Hehe, sorry it took so long...
Note: One, this is just minor fluff with a hint of sibling rivalry boarding on yaoi, so if that ain't your cup of tea... Well, go get Starbucks. Two, setting is set sometime after Chapter 44 of AnE. Which means Spoilers~ If you haven't read that far or have never read the manga I am deeply saddened. You have been missing out.
Amaimon sucked on a sour-apple lollypop while staring at his older brother.
Who, happened to be in the midst of what he had called, "The Season of Gehenna on Assiah."
Amaimon had looked at the stacks of paperwork threatening to spill over onto the equally full-of-paperwork floor his Aniue had gestured to and snorted. Why anyone would willingly do such arduous work was beyond him. Then again, most of what his Aniue did mystified him—working for the Vatican among the many confusing actions of his older brother.
The "scratch-scratch" of a purple quill and the clockwork of the single analog clock in the room accompanied the heavy downpour that speckled the glass of the office room's window with splashes of water every second. The warm, cozy atmosphere that his Aniue seemed to enjoy—through liberal amounts of sweets, steaming tea, and silence—while working did nothing to assuage the younger, who in his permanent state of all-consuming boredom was starting to fidget from restlessness.
He had been ordered to behave or else he would be impaled by clock hands again. And while Amaimon could handle a little pain he rather liked being able to walk and eat sweets. Mangled legs and a torn throat could not satisfy those needs thus leading to a period of just sitting around not causing anything to bleed or break for the skinny Demon.
Dressed in his repaired attire, the Earth King slumped messily across the dark pink sofa situated off to the side of the office with nothing to do.
The seconds ticked by and the mossy-green-haired male was beginning to feel twitchy. First, he curled and uncurled his fingers, lollypop swirling side to side. Then he sat up and began to tap his foot on the dark forest-green carpeted floor. Which led to tapping his long nails on the side of the sofa he was sitting on. The numerous bags of sweets laying on the table next to him did nothing but occupy his mouth.
He crunched the sugary treat with his molars to shards before throwing the stick in the faraway trashcan and reached for another. His nimble fingers ripped the wrapping from the lollypop stick and leaving the wax wrapper on the table, plopped it onto his long tongue.
Sucking on the new piece of strawberry-flavored candy Amaimon stared at his Aniue who was garbed in his usual flamboyant clothes that made him look like a clown.
And stared.
And stared.
A few minutes later, he was still staring. And tapping his fingers. And his foot.
Mephisto's curl twitched but he kept writing and stamping papers while filing them away.
A few more minutes went by and Amaimon was still fidgeting.
And staring.
A dark violet eyebrow lowered itself down meeting the other in a frown with the nub of the quill pressing down a little too hard onto paper. The fragile writing utensil strained underneath a taut fist, the pressure being exerted on to it making it "squeak," until the entire thing snapped, spraying ink all over several important papers.
Luminous emerald eyes blinked in dumbfounded astonishment and the frown above them disappeared replaced by surprise.
An ominous silence descended upon the room.
It didn't stay long though and soon the ebony ink-splattered, gloved hand curled into a real fist with the other equally dirty hand curling dangerously around the edge of the cluttered desk, claws hidden by noir-stained, lavender material scratching along the surface bluntly.
"A. Mai. Mon. What exactly," Here the glinting forest-green irises rose to pierce pale sea-foam green. "Do you think you are doing?"
Said Demon King blinked and swishing the lollypop to the other side of his mouth he mumbled past it, "Sitting."
One desk-flip...and a snowfall of school regulations, perfect reports, and Exorcism mission statements as well as Course plans for the current ExWire classes later…
"You seem stressed Aniue."
"OUT! Get out! Go destroy something, I don't care! Just get out and don't come back until I call you and say you can!"
A travel magazine, Infinity Key, and wad of ¥10,000 bills to the face with a slammed door told Amaimon that his older brother was indeed either extremely stressed or insane.
Stressed because he usually didn't flip out like that when annoyed and insane because he basically just gave the havoc-loving, riot-causing, destructive younger brother of his the tools necessary for unleashing supreme chaos onto Assiah. And the verbal command that he was free to do as he pleased until the more powerful Demon King said otherwise was far too tempting to ignore.
Amaimon would have to have been a complete-stick-in-the-mud and dense fool to have let the opportunity slip through his sticky-from-too-much-sugar fingers.
Face to closed door the blank visage of the lanky male looked down at the objects in his hands before twisting into a sharp tooth smile. What can I do now? ~
Rin flopped onto his bed, the over-sized tail of the teen drooping behind him onto the floor. Man... I'm so bored~ Stupid, Moley Four-Eyes, grounding me! So what if I got a thirty-two on his stupid test! At least I improved...a little...
The navy-haired boy rolled onto his stomach—unaware of the way his black t-shirt hiked itself up higher, showing off his back—and glared at the wall before grumbling, "I think Yukio is a sadist in disguise Kuro. He has to be!"
He peered over at his feline familiar only to see the fluff-ball fast asleep on his unmade bed, his two tail's curled up around him. "Heh, even you too Kuro?" Sighing, the small Demon slid to the floor onto his knees and stretched once again causing the shirt to ride up. "Man, I wish I could go over to Shima's dorm room even though I would get soaked on the way... I bet he would entertain me."
Pouting, the teen crossed his arms over his chest with cheeks puffed out. Stupid test, stupid rain, stupid Yukio saying I can't read Manga. Who does he think he is? My Kaa-san?!
Continuing to grumble, the furry appendage attached to the sulking ExWire flicked as agitated as its master. Scowling heavily, suddenly a devious grin spread across pale pink lips and the sneaky Demon snickered, "Well~ Yukio is on a mission~" He flattened his front out onto the floor with his pale khaki, capri-clad behind hanging in the air with one hand groping underneath his bed. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him~"
Hand finding the secret stash of Shoujo manga that the older twin had hidden from his brother the unassuming male pulled one out, ready to enjoy a good night of reading to ease his boredom.
Too bad what he pulled out wasn't a manga.
A...textbook? Rin blinked and read the title of it face distorting into a disgusted sneer. "Anti-Demon Pharmaceuticals for Dummies," was printed at the top in bold letters. A note fluttered out from in between its loosely held pages and onto the hardwood flooring of the dorm-room Rin shared with his brother.
[Nii-san,
If you are reading this—and I am quite sure you are—then know you can have your manga back when I see an improvement in your grades. And not just the ones in my class. I found this book and believe it should help with your studying for my class though.
Yukio
P.S. You have a make-up test tomorrow. Be prepared. Or else.]
Gloom lines dripped down Rin's face with equally depressed will-o'-the-wisps hanging in the background above his head. "No...manga?" The childish Demon whimpered sliding to the floor like a limp noodle in his saddened state. Then his tail fluffed up and he flung the book at Yukio's side of the room in a rage. "Fuck that!"
His outburst woke the sleeping Cat Sith and the small feline mewled, "Rin?"
Said boy froze and then whirled around, hand scratching his unruly hair in embarrassment. "Uh... Sorry, Kuro. Go back to sleep I was just umm...messing around! Yeah! Sorry~"
The cat blinked lazily with half-open eyes then nodded, head curling back into the warm covers of his master's bed.
Rin meanwhile slumped and trudged over to his chair to grab the handed back test with a bright red 32 scrawled on it. He had to start somewhere.
Then he let his right foot freeze in mid-air before he swiveled and slid over to his brother's desk. If I can't read my manga~ Cheeky grin in place, he pulled the bottom drawer that held his twins' manga collection open. Only to find it was locked. He tugged again. Then jerked it. And then finally yanked.
It would not budge.
Rin grimaced, worried about trying harder lest he break it with his Demonic strength. Yukio would mostly definitely notice a broken drawer.
Slumping in utter defeat Rin trudged over to his own desk and sat down, pulling out his mechanical pencil and notebook to start studying. The only problem was that when he clicked the eraser down to get more lead he found it empty.
Stupid pencil... Mumbling underneath his breath the lazy ExWire got up and shuffled back over to his brother's desk to grab a few pieces of lead.
Opening his drawer to dig through it, Rin spotted the ever-present supply of spare glasses that his twin kept just in case his ever broke. Pff~ That four-eyes...
Stiffening, Rin hesitated, looking at the door and then the windows wondering if he should even dare. Fingers just out of reach Rin bit his lip and closed his eyes. One finger extended and then...
"Poke."
When there wasn't an explosion or angry Yukio bursting into the room—Rin thought it was quite possible for his anal Twin to set silent alarms—he picked up one of the many shiny, black glasses lying on the purple cushion inside the drawer.
Unfolding its side pieces, he looked side to side—still paranoid about Yukio suddenly appearing—and making sure he wasn't going pop up out of thin air, he thought himself safe for the moment and slid them onto his face.
Marveling at the blurriness of the world through the thick lenses, Rin snickered and pulled them down to his nose revealing the sharp clarity of his own vision.
Still chuckling, the young Demon pushed them up halfway so that he could look over them while walking and stalked over to the almost full body mirror in the middle of the room opposite of the dorm windows.
Clearing his throat, Rin closed his eyes and snapped them open while pulling on his best serious face. With a snooty voice he slowly threatened his mirror image while wagging his finger the way he had seen Mephisto do so, "You better get straight A's Nii-san! Or else no sukiyaki for a month!"
Whipping the glasses off the silly teen pouted countering, "What?! You stupid four-eyes! You're not the boss of me!"
Pushing them back on, he assumed his—pretty bad—impersonation of Yukio. "Don't argue with me Nii-san! I'm taller and smarter not to mention I have a ton of fangirls throwing themselves at me! Quite obviously I'm the superior one here in every way!"
The real Rin yanked them off and shaking a fist at the mirror appeared scandalized. "Y-you?! Why I outta-! I'm just a late bloomer, dammit! Just you wait ya Moley Four-eyes! I'll surpass you one day and then you'll come crying, "Onii-san, Onii-san! ~" Then we'll see whose-!"
A loud crash startled the young Exorcist-in-training and he nearly dropped his brother's precious glasses. Fumbling for them in mid-air he let out a sigh of relief when he caught them and gulped, looking at the door, "Eh? What was-?"
Another loud sound echoed in the halls of the abandoned dorm that the twins shared and Rin swallowed nervously. It sounded like it came from the kitchen... Maybe...it's just Ukobach? Tip-toeing forward to his closed door Rin listened for more strange sounds and hearing none, he sighed in relief.
Then he remembered that Ukobach had told him that Mephisto had wanted him to cook for him so he wasn't going to be here today.
It was just Rin and Kuro in the dorm. And Kuro was still fast asleep on his bed. And HE obviously didn't make the noise.
The royal blue-eyed male shivered and his tail wrapped around his arm. Then...who?
Curiosity got the better of the Demon and he quietly twisted the knob, opening the door silently, thankful that its hinges didn't squeak this time around. Still the ever-loving fun guy he was, he decided to push the glasses back onto his nose leaving them tilted down so that he could watch his step and made a fake gun with his fingers.
Sliding against the wall like a spy in a movie he once saw, Rin ducked his head around the corner and not seeing anyone on the stairs began silently making his way down, tail swishing in excitement. Could those girls have snuck in again?
Rin made a face and gagged a little. If it is, they are getting the scare of a lifetime...
He didn't have anything against them personally but he really didn't want them breaking in all the time. Especially if Ukobach came back and saw them. Last time he had tried to make them into a stew!
The male shuddered at the thought and let his tongue hang out. Girl stew, eck!
Still moving silently, Rin made his way to the hall that was connected to the dorm room kitchen that he used almost every single day. Shifting across the pale, whitewashed walls he cautiously peeked around the bend.
Everything looked normal at first but then the small male noticed that the refrigerator was open, its pale light shining down on the floor halfway obscured by the swinging doors resting in between the entrance of the kitchen and the dining room. There was also a trail of water leading to a puddle on the floor at the base of the fridge.
Frowning, he slowly made his way to the entrance and hearing the rattle of someone rummaging through their food he opted for a surprise attack.
"Oi! Get out of fridge!" With one barefoot Rin kicked open the half-doors and announced his entrance tactfully managing to avoid slipping on the water trail as he did so.
If he had thought harder about surprising a food burglar without knowing if they had a weapon or not he would have known that his actions were pretty dumb. Especially if it was someone who couldn't normally see Demons. He had left his tail out after all.
Fortunately, it was someone who was well acquainted with Demons in his everyday life; unfortunately, the food stealer was none other than the Demon King Amaimon. Who, at that time, decided to peek over the top of the refrigerator door with an onigiri sticking out of his mouth to see who was yelling at him.
...
The glasses hanging off Rin's nose slipped to the floor but this time the navy-haired teen didn't bother to catch them; instead he stood stock still quite unsure on how to function properly again. It wasn't everyday he had the violent Demon in his kitchen. It just happened to be today when there was no Yukio around. Which made things ten times worse. Not to mention the other was dripping wet from head to toe.
Swallowing in horror the first thing Rin decided to focus on was the first thing that came out of his mouth, "Are you eating my onigiri? 'Cause ya' know I was kinda saving those."
Surprisingly calm, with arms crossed Rin scowled, fixated on the blank looking face of one of the few humanoid Demons he had ever met.
Chewing unperturbed by the arrival of the owner of the rice ball sticking out of his mouth, he stared at his little brother before using his tongue to stuff it fully into his gullet to chew it. He hadn't seem to notice that he was soaked. Rice grains sticking to his lips he uttered in a monotone tenor, with hamster cheeks, swallowing as he did so, "So?"
Silence reigned at the one-syllable answer and Rin's eye twitched. "So? SO?!"
Hands curling into fists the shorter Demon started to shake from rage. "So just sneaking into my kitchen and eating my food means nothing to you, huh? You're also leaving water everywhere!"
A spark of blue fire danced around his navy hair while the ExWire struggled not to jump the other.
Amaimon just brought another rice ball up to his lips—that had been hidden from Rin's view because of the refrigerator door—and chomped into it, half-lidded eyes staring bored at the quickly-loosing-his-temper Demon in front of him before muttering past the food, "I know. And I do not care."
Rin froze and watched the other do this in slow motion but at the next answer, he could take it no longer. "R-really? You bastard. I hope you like metal because that's the only thing you'll be able to tas-" Reaching for his sword, Rin was quick to discover that his Koumaken was not resting over his right shoulder like it usual was.
Body stiffening in alarm, Rin patted himself down even checking his pants pockets before sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Uh, I seem to have forgotten my sword..."
Fidgeting underneath the teal eyes still watching him Rin chuckled nervously and took a step back while pointing his thumb behind him. "So~ I'll be back in a minute you, just-umm... Wait there!" Hands flailing in front of him as his only defense he timidly spluttered out, "Yeah, wait there and I'll be back and uh- Yeah?"
The rattle of the fridge door closing gently made cold sweat run down the teenager's back and he trembled when Amaimon stood straight, rice ball eaten in the same exact manner of the one before it. "I'm bored."
Rin laughed in panic but it petered off, ending in a whimper, "Ahaha, yeah..."
His head tilted to the side while he wiped the rice off his face with the back of his hand, water droplets splashing everywhere. "...Want to play with me, Otouto?"
Eyes wide, the smaller male made a horrified face and his back hit the swinging half-doors. "P-play?"
Amaimon's face broke out into a wide, toothy leer. "Hai~"
"Eep."
Hehe, chapter two will be out soon!~ I hope you all enjoy!
Tarry a while. Thou art so fair. ~ Wild-Tama