Yomi lay, alone in the ditch, as the sun began to set.
"…dammit…Yoko…so…finally abandoned me, have you?"
Suddenly, there was a rustling in the bushes not far from him.
"…Who's there?!" he called, trying to hide the fear in his voice.
"Is someone out there?" a female voice called.
"…yes…over here!" Yomi called back. Into the clearing stepped a girl, her short hair was silver and eyes pink. A single horn parted her bangs.
"…Oh my god!" she cried when she found him.
"…Please…help me…" he begged.
"…I…It's alright, I've got you now!" She said helping him to his feet.
"Chi! What's all this now?" The older demon asked.
"Please, papa! I found him in the woods, he's hurt really bad, whoever attacked him blinded him!" the girl cried, laying him down on a cot.
"We don't have the time or the money for this! The poor bastard's good as dead anyway…"
"Don't say that! I can help him…" she began.
"…Fine! But you're gonna help him on your own rations!"
"Fine!"
The troll grumbled, grabbing a bottle of booze and heading out of the hut. Chiori winced as he slammed the door behind him.
"…Don't mind him…he's just an old drunk" She said more to herself then to the man she was tending. She tore the hem of her skirt, grabbing a bottle of alcohol.
"…Hold still, this may hurt a bit…"
She poured the bottle over the wounds on his shoulder and eyes, Yomi roared with pain.
"I'm sorry!" Chiori said quickly. Lifting his head, she tied the ripped cloth over his damaged eyes.
"…Who…are you…?" he groaned.
"…My name's Chiori…but everyone calls me Chi…its okay if you do, too…so…what's your name?" she asked.
"…Yomi…thank you for saving me…"
"…don't…and don't worry…I won't let the drunkard throw you out…you can stay as long as you like…"
Yomi sensed the melancholy in her words.
"I'll get you back on your feet, Yomi-kun" Chiori smiled.
"Alright, Yomi-kun, let's test your legs…" Chiori said, helping him off the cot.
"…I can walk just fine…it's the seeing where I'm going that's the problem…" he growled. She led him outside, sitting him down on the grass.
"Since you can no longer see with your eyes, you must learn to see with your other senses"
"…What's that suppose to mean?" He asked gruffly.
"We're demons, our senses are sharper than other creatures. If one of our senses is severely damaged, we can train the others to make up for it…unfortunately, that takes time."
"That's time I don't have! I need to hunt down the bastard that did this to me and make him suffer for it!" Yomi snarled.
"…You know who attacked you?
"…I got a helluva good look…"
"…hate only breeds hate, Yomi-kun. My mother once said revenge is like alcohol, it's unhealthy and often leaves one yearning for more"
Yomi said nothing, thinking on her words.
"…Feh…You're just a girl…what would you know about it?"
"…I live with a drunkard who beats me nearly every night, I think I know a little something about hate…" Chiori smiled sadly. Yomi turned towards her.
"…It's your decision…If, after you finish your training, you still want revenge, you are free to pursue that course…"
"Don't assume I'll change my mind so easily!"
Chiori chuckled lightly.
