Right then! Translation! So language[s] used are Japanese [The simple words] and Esperanto, which I'm using as a Demonic language. Translation's at the bottom, BTW. Used Google Translate, so don't hound me on it, please?
[First... 5 or so chapters will be fillers, so you can meet all the Demon Kings and Satan too! This chapter also has vital future stuff you're gonna want to know, so re-read this chappie a few times! Cookie if you get it!]
I don't own this fandom. Shame, though; I sure wish I did.
A young boy raced down the corridor, long black tail swishing behind him. He looked to be in a hurry, his shaggy hair swept in an untidy manner and a large clip in hand. His hands were fumbling to tuck his unruly bangs on the top of his head, but he was unable to make it look neat, as he kept taking it out and redoing it as he ran down at the same speed.
As he neared a large door, he stopped running and breathed a sigh of relief as he finally tucked the pin in the correct position. As he neared a speck of light in the hallway, one would find that he was dressed in tightly sewn clothes, adorned with silver and gold thread that put him in a position of royalty.
He didn't look very royal at all, with his dusty face and faded running pants. Never-the-less, he quickly brushed himself down and wiped at his cheeks with an old handkerchief in his pocket. He quickly spun around to assess his tail and looked pleased to find that the fur was clean and well kept. His face went slightly tight as he lifted up his jacket and wrapped his tail around his midsection. After he let his jacket down and made sure his tail wasn't visible, he shuddered at the foreign feeling and stood in front of the huge doors.
They were made of what looked like a mixture of volcanic rock, concrete and wood. Words were inscribed on the door, not written in any particular order, but the boy's mouth moved as his eyes traveled along the words, sapphire blue eyes shining with a bright light.
"And we have forsaken the path of Angels for our own futures, and we will destroy Assiah and eradicate the Lord's holy place," He read. "None shall leave the path of a demon, for such path does not exist. Behold our god and ruler, Satan, God's bane and ruler of Gehenna, our holy place."
He then lifted his index finger and blew softly on it, and blue fire flickered weakly over it. As if in a ceremony, he bit that same finger, drawing one drop of blood. He allowed the blood to drip into the maw of a stone demon, whose eyes lit up blue for a moment, and then it faded. The door then creaked open, revealing a pitch black space no human could see into, but as the boy stepped inside and the door creaked shut, his eyes lit up with a bright blue color.
He walked stiffly up to a pair of stone stairs, which he kneeled on, bowing his head low towards an empty throne. After a few seconds, coal tars tugged on his hair, and he reluctantly stood and followed the growing hoard. The coal tars soon progressed to be a hundred, forming a distinctively humanoid shape that took form quickly.
Soon a boy about the age of seventeen was standing in front of the boy. He had shaggy white hair and cold blue eyes. He was wearing a jacket made out of some sort of demon leather, and his pants were merely faded Assiah denim. A coarse black tail twitched behind him, needle like spikes appearing four inches from the ending and ending in a long, fine point.
"Nii-san!" The boy greeted with a smile, and bowed his head low. The man shook his head fondly and ducked his head down, bringing both of their foreheads in a greeting. After a moment, the boy broke away, excitement bubbling up inside him. "Wow! You're back early!" He noted, slowly letting his tail slip down and curl around the others here and there as he inspected his older brother.
"Ah, I am," The older said with a faint smile, exposing sharper than normal canines. "Did you miss me Rin?"
Rin grinned, exposing sharp incisor teeth as well, sapphire eyes gleaming with happiness.
"Hai! I missed you a whole lot, Nii-san!" To prove it, he stretched his arms as far as they could go, earning a small laugh from the older. "I bet you did!" He said, and reached down and picked up Rin, who squealed with surprise as he was lifted off his feet and placed upon his Nii-san's shoulders.
"This is so high!" Rin exclaimed in awe, forgetting his respectful Japanese for a moment in his silence.
"Do you like the view?" His Nii-san asked with a playful grin, dull blue eyes shining as he looked up at his youngest brother's innocence. Rin blushed slightly, realizing he slipped back into Demon Tongue, and rushed to correct himself.
"H-Hai…" He said timidly. "Gomen'nasai, Astaroth-kun," He apologized.
Astaroth laughed and shook his head, grabbing Rin by his under arms, ignoring his brother's startled yelp as he pulled on his brother, leaving Rin hunched over on his Nii-san's shoulders, his head positioned to gaze into his older brothers'.
"Rin, don't be ashamed you can speak the Demon Tongue. I am actually happy someone else can!" Astaroth said sternly, but ended with a grin. Rin nodded and pulled himself back upright, poising his tail in an S shape behind him, forcing it to be rigid and still.
"Okei…" Rin said, and frowned. "Big brother, who is Mephisto?"
Astaroth frowned and stopped walking around the room. "Oi… Where did you hear that name?"
Rin shrugged. "From a lower class demon in Tanen Guard. Why?"
Astaroth shook his head, frown disappearing. "Ah, no reason."
Suddenly, the massive door opened to reveal a Hobgoblin, which ran full speed at the two. Acting with break neck speed, Astaroth yanked Rin off his shoulders and sheltered him with his back facing the Hobgoblin, leaving Astaroth to take the brunt of the impact.
"For the love of-" The Demon King hissed as he twirled his tail around the Hobgoblin and gingerly lifted it off his back. Rin stared wide eyed at the Demon, who was expertly chewing on Astaroth's sensitive tail.
"Damn it! Damn it! GET OFF ME!" The Demon King of Rot cursed, yanking on the Hobgoblin, but to no avail.
"Ah, gomen'nasai, Astaroth-kun," A bored voice spoke from the doorway. A grin spread across Rin's face as he realized who was standing there.
He was wearing a dull green, like the color of swamp grass, and his hair was a lighter shade. A long coat draped around his calves, glistening a maroon color. A long, coarse brown tail poked out from behind his baggy camouflage colored pants, the tip studded with needle like points, neatly disguised to look like fur.
"Amai-Nii!" Rin exclaimed, and ran towards his brother, throwing the Demon King of Earth to the ground in a suffocating hug.
Amaimon patted Rin's back and let his tail loose, twining it closely with Satan's youngest.
"Ah, I see Astaroth-kun beat me to you. Oh well," He said with a sigh, digging through his pockets and withdrawing two lollipops, keeping the red one for himself and handing the purple one to Rin, who greedily tore at the wrapper.
"I always get the best presents." He aimed a smug grin at Astaroth, who was clawing desperately at the Hobgoblin.
"I don't care! Get this stupid thing off me!" Astaroth begged, giving the Hobgoblin a death glare.
Amaimon rolled his eyes. "Behemoth, come!" He barked, and the Demon perked up and dropped to the ground, comically deflating like a pan cake but reflating with air and running to his master.
Astaroth clutched his tail protectively, face going grave when he saw some patches were missing fur.
"Amaimon, I swear that if you sick that thing on me one more time, I will call all of my demons to eradicate every Hobgoblin in Gehenna," He snarled, pupils flashing a dangerous red.
Amaimon, however, wasn't fazed. "Well, if you declare war on my kingdom, then I'll just have to return the favor," He replied coolly, taking his lollipop out of his mouth for a moment.
"What do you think, Rin?"
Rin made a face. "I think that you, Amai-Nii, should stop 'sicking' Behemoth on Astaroth-kun, and I think that you, Astaroth-kun, shouldn't declare war over a few pieces of fur."
Astaroth glared at Behemoth, who was sniffing at the throne. "But it's my tail!" He protested. "I'm the Demon King of Rot! I can't just show up in front of Father with fur missing!"
Rin sighed and threw the rest of his lollipop to Behemoth, who snapped it up gratefully.
"Okay, okay, I get the hint," He muttered, and walked over to his older brother.
"Hand me your tail," He ordered. Astaroth eyed him warily, causing Rin to give him an exasperated look.
"Do you want your fur back or what?"
Astaroth sighed and reluctantly handed the sensitive appendage to Rin, who held it gently, inspecting the bare patches of skin. He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes. Astaroth and Amaimon both watched as Rin's hands lit with blue flames, which spread all over Astaroth's tail. Instinctively, the Demon King flinched, remembering what Father would do as punishment with his flames, but these flames were calm and cool, not like the searing heat of Father's.
Rin's face puckered with concentration, and the flames retreated, focused only on the bare patches of skin. Black fur regrew at an astonishing rate, and after a few more moments, the flames dissipated. Rin slumped to the ground, but Astaroth caught him with an expert hand.
"Otōto? Are you okay?" Astaroth asked, and Amaimon walked over to them, eyeing them with a bored face, but concern glistened in his dull eyes.
Rin's eyes opened weakly, and he gave them a tired smile. "Hai…" He yawned and stretched his arms. "I'm gonna sleep now…"
Astaroth shook his head at the youngest King, who was already asleep. He looked up at Amaimon, who shrugged and stuck another lollipop in his mouth. "Should we wake him up?"
Astaroth shook his head, picking Rin up bridal style. "Nah, let him sleep. He's probably been up all night waiting for us."
Amaimon sighed. "Ah. He's going to miss us when we return to our lands."
Astaroth nodded. "Un…" He looked down at the adorable face of his youngest brother, smiling a little when Rin unconsciously nuzzled closer to the Demon King.
Amaimon walked over to Astaroth, and smiled down at the sleeping form of Rin. He edged his hand over to his nose, but Astaroth stopped him with a sharp whack of his tail, fur bristling in warning.
"Cut that out!" Astaroth hissed. Amaimon pouted, but complied. After a moment, he lost his playful composure and gazed at the empty throne.
"What do you think will happen when he finally sits in it?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the black, dull throne. It was dusty and old looking, with demon skulls and bones glittering dangerously along the sides.
"Well, he'll change, for starters," Astaroth replied sadly, gazing down at the small little boy in his arms. "He's only ten now… in five years, he will reach the appropriate age, and will have to sit in the throne. He will become a demon King; of what, we'll just have to guess. But for now…"
A smile spread across his face, and he looked up into the eyes of Amaimon. "For now, he's just Rin, prince of Gehenna and our youngest brother."
Amaimon smiled. "Let's keep it that way."
Well. That took a while. I put a lot of work into it, too, so please no critisism or evil guest comments! I really hate those. [Not the Guests; the comments people leave that deflate my ego.]
Anyways, I have a few tid-bits on the Demon Realms: [Not in any order, BTW]
Earth: Assiah
Hell: Gehenna
Heaven: Tengoku
Kingdom of Earth [Amaimon]: Ōkoku Chikyu
Kingdom of Water [Egyn]: Ōkoku Mizu
Kingdom of Flames [Iblis]: Ōkoku Hono
Kingdom of Air/Spirits [Azazel]: Ōkoku Kuki
Kingdom of Winged Demons/Insects [Beezlebub]: Ōkoku Uingusu/Konchu
Kingdom of Time [Smael/Mephisto]: Ōkoku Jikan
Kingdom of Rot [Astaroth]: Ōkoku Fuhai
Jes - Yes
Un - Yeah
Okei - Okay
Wow. Longest AN yet.
[EDIT - Fixed some things. Corrected typos. Added disclaimer. See anything else?]