Author's Notes: It's the school holidays here and I just happened to not feel sleepy if I don't post this fanfic online. My latest fandom is Ao no Exorcist, Amaimon is so cute. Calling Rin Onii-san makes me squeal. (o ' w ' o) I mixed up some ideas from the mangas that I read. There's nothing to say that much.

Rated: T

Genre: Romance

Warnings: OOCness, vulgar words or foul language and yeah so on…

Disclaimer: I don't own Ao no Exorcist, Kazue Kato owns it Awesome lady just like Akira Amano.

Summary: I made a demon king my familiar but it's weird since I'm the one treated like a follower. Isn't it supposed to be the other way around? Somehow I feel like there's another contract residing in our relationship. He's a demon and I'm an exorcist…

Perplexed Contract

PROLOGUE

That night while running away from a low-class demon, I met him…

I'm such a coward! How can I prove myself to them if I keep running away? I still have bullets in my pistols. Maybe I could find a good spot to shoot that ugly witch! It was a demon that looks like an innocent granny but later when she took me to her house to interrogate her. I found out she was the one that was kidnapping the missing people in the town. She sucks out people's life force to gain more power. I wonder if that's cliché. Demons usually have that power don't they, aside from killing? Wait, that's considered killing as well but in a different way. I hate this, why did I even accept this mission alone. I was given this mission by my sensei, to investigate and kill the demon causing all the trouble in the forest near the town. She told me to be careful since this was my first time alone on a mission.

I'm not an esquire anymore but an exorcist. I'm already one step towards my goal, to become a great exorcist like mom but here I am putting myself down by running away.

I continued to run and shoot if there was a chance. Did I miss? I swear I didn't miss, I saw blood coming out from her shoulder but she was still alive and moving. I continued to shoot and hit directly on every part that would lead her to her death but she didn't die. I swore profanities under my breath and ran towards a river. I stopped and stared at it. "I can't swim," I said and I felt that old hag's presence behind me. "Well that's too bad, instead of drowning why don't I kill you now?" I heard her say. I turned around to face her. I pointed my gun at her head. I frowned and clicked the trigger. There was no bullet that came out. I clicked again still nothing and my eyes grew wide. 'I'm out of bullets…' I looked up to see that bloody hag smirking. She gripped my neck, suffocating me.

"You're a pretty boy, it sad though that you're going to die already." She smirked and I coughed out blood. I'm going to die?

"I don't want to die yet, mom I need you please help me…" I choked and I felt cold, my chest was cold. My face was pale, my natural skin color is pale but I look very pale right now. I really am dying since I'm cold. I looked down to see the old hag smiling and she scratched my neck causing me to bleed. Her sharp claws were sucking my blood. So this is the way she's using to kill her victims and now I'm one of them. I coughed out blood again. It hurts so much and my body is getting colder.

Moments later, I felt very weak because of blood loss. She loosened her grip and placed me down on the ground. My knees were weak so I fell on the ground, I coughed out blood. I really will die tonight. That means I'll be seeing mom soon in the afterlife. I looked up to see her smirking. She was going to do the finishing blow. I'm going to die…I shut my eyes closed and waited. I could feel her inching towards me. I gritted my teeth.

"Pathetic…just go die…" she stopped mid sentence and blood splattered all over. Is it my blood? Did I die already? I slowly opened my eyes to see a human like demon before me. I looked down to see the old hag demon's lifeless body. With just one blow he was able to kill that other demon. He banged his fist on the ground and it opened. He kicked the lifeless body in the hole and it closed afterwards. He's back was facing me and he buried his hands on his pocket. I coughed out blood and he turned around and stared at me. I blinked and he squatted to reach my height because I fell on the ground and couldn't stand up. He was sucking a lollipop. "You're going to die already…" he deadpanned. He slowly lifted my arm and frowned. "So I was right…you're a girl," he continued. I stared at him dumbfounded. The first and the second sentence he said didn't make sense together! He changed the subject and also how can he make an assumption that I was a girl no one ever notices that I'm a girl. I repeat no one. They're completely oblivious like that old hag well except some people. I don't want to mention their names.

"Who are you?" I choked and he wiped off the blood on my mouth with his thumb.

"I'm Amaimon, Demon King. Nice to meet you," he said and I stared at him.

Demon King? Did I hear him right? I really am going to die. The old hag wasn't able to kill me but this guy…just a poke on my body would kill me. I shifted away from him and he cocked his head.

"I won't kill you, I'm after that…" he stated and pointed towards my chest. I gawked and pointed accusingly at him. "You're after what?" I asked.

"I'm after that…" he repeated and I rubbed my temples.

"Be specific...this is getting us nowhere," I hissed and he shrugged.

"I'm after your chest…the mark on your chest," he said and glared at him.

"There's no mark on my chest," I said. "That's a lie you pervert,"

"I'm actually being honest for once so open your shirt little girl," he said nonchalantly. I'm insane aren't I? Arguing with a demon king that can kill me easily, seriously…I really am insane. I hesitated and looked down on my chest and at him. I am not stripping! He frowned, that's not a good thing isn't it.

"I can't do it…" I said and he blinked.

"Why not?" he asked and blinked again. "Were both guys aren't we? So do it" he grinned and I twitched. That bastard perverted…

"My hands are weak, I can't do it." I said and he nodded.

"I'll do it then," he said and leaned forward. He placed his hand on my shoulder and looked down at me. "You're too tense little girl," he moved his free hand towards the first button and slowly opened it.

Sure, take your time.

"If you don't want me to be tense, stop taking you're time and open my shirt," I glared and he pouted.

"No need to be moody," he said and opened another three. He removed his hand on the button and placed it on my neck. "You're cold…right?"

"Off course I am, you opened my shirt." I said and he huffed.

"You were cold before I opened your shirt," he placed his hand near my breasts. I blushed.

"Oi…Wh…at are you doing…" I stuttered and he ignored me. I watched him. He closed his eyes and muttered some words or an incantation under his breath. It became colder, my body that is.

"It's cold…" I said and he didn't reply.

"There's the mark that I was looking for…" he sighed and I looked down. There was a seal on my chest.

"What is that?" I asked him.

"A seal, my mark actually."

"Did you place it there?"

"No, you're dearest mother placed it there when you were born,"

"Why would she do that?" He narrowed his eyes.

"I can't answer that at the moment,"

"Why is that?"

"Stop asking questions," he commanded and I nodded for some weird reason.

"So what does this seal have to do with you?" He raised a brow. Drat…I asked another question! I placed my hand on my mouth. He grabbed the hand covering my mouth and looked at me. I gave him a skeptical look.

"This is only temporary little girl, so you better heal yourself later," He inched closer to my face and I blushed. What is he going to do now? This is the first time I'm in a situation like this. My heart is pounding. No boy has ever been close to me because if they did, they'll be entitled as a homosexual.

"You know, you're actually pretty cute." He boldly said and he gently placed his hand on the back of my head.

I was about to ask him what he was doing but before I knew it. He pushed my head towards his and our lips crashed upon each other's. My eyes widened in shock. I just got kissed. I tried to push him away but he won't budge. I couldn't breathe, it was far too long. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest.

Moments later, he pulled away but my hand remained on his chest, he continued to hold it.

"That should be enough," he smiled and I gawked.

"That should be enough?" I repeated and he blinked. "Would you like another kiss?"

"Who would want to kiss…you" I pointed accusingly. "What was that for anyways?" I asked.

"You made me you're familiar, you sealed that contract when we kissed," He smiled.

"I did what?"

To be continued…