The Secret Garden of the Heart 03/10/2011 16:47:00

Mmmyo. Moxie here~!

Ira: DUN FORGET ABOUT ME :UUU

Wow. What a stellar self-introduction =w=b

Ira: Ohhushyew.

ANYWAY! This is my first published fanfiction! :D *jazz hands*

Ao no Exorcist anime ended recently, and in one of the episodes, (spoiler alert!) Shiemi was possessed by a demon-moth, and was going to become Amaimon's "bride". I didn't think of it until after the series was over, but I think they're a perfect match!

Ira: You have a skewered sense of perfection. Amaimon's a demon king, Shiemi's an exorcist in training. He's psychotic, she's all gentle.

BUTBUT! He's the Earth King, and she's the Keeper of Amahara! :D

Ira: So that means they're perfect?

YUSH, that and the stuff you listed.

Ira: Wai-what?

Also, I sincerely apologize for any OOC, or being overly-detailed about things. Personally, It seemed like Amaimon's character was never fully revealed, so I did my best to guess. He's always got a bored look on his face, so I use the phrase "He blinked" a lot, because it seems like what he'd do in the anime ^^;

Anywho, please enjoy the story! :D

Important Note: In this story, "hoe" is a term of surprise, like "Uwa!". Pronounded "ho-eah", not "hoe" like the "pimp-term". Lawl.

Ira: Moxie does not own any of the following characters, nor any sense.

"Where. . . am I?" Amaimon blinked, looking around with a bored look on his face, as always. "I was fighting that damn brat. . . Then Melphisto ordered for my death. . . And then I woke up here."

"Here" was a flower garden, of all places. He craned his neck up, only to find he couldn't move his body. He frowned, and attempted to raise his arm. It didn't move. Sighing, he closed his eyes and decided to sleep until he either healed, or someone found him.

No one can tell how much later it was when we woke back up, as none of the scenery had changed. However, 3 important things had changed for Amaimon. 1, He had regained control of his body. He could move now, which was a relief. Or, it would've bee if not for 2, the searing pain that accompanied it. Apparently, his body had been numb earlier, but since he was healing, now it felt like he was being pummeled by Okumura all over again. And lastly, 3 was the soft sound of socked feet headed his way.

"Shit. . ." Amaimon winced, biting his lip with his sharp canine at the pain, and used his remaining strength to transform into his hamster form, right before a Shiemi walked into the garden.

"Hoe? Where are we going, Nee chan?" Shiemi cocked her head at her enthusiastic familiar. "Nee!" it cried, jumping over the flowers of her garden until it came across the pseudo-hamster. "Nee-nee!" It turned around to face Shiemi triumphantly, pointing to Amaimon.

"Ah, a hamster! It's so cute!" She leaned down carefully, tucking her kimono under her knees while peering at the hamster. "I didn't know hamster could be green. . ." she blinked, looking puzzled. "Ah! Hamster san is injured!" she, finally, noticed, looking down concernedly, before she slowly extended a hand down to the little creature.

Amaimon mentally thanked Satan that despite the fact the girl exuded the aura or an exorcist, she seemed oblivious to his true identity. Normally, such a weakling would be easy to win against, if she had attempted to fight him, but he was still injured, and in no place to battle.

He looked up at her approaching hand with that famously neutral expression. She gently inched a finger closer to his head, seemingly to pet him.

He blinked. . .

and then suddenly bit the tip of her finger with his unnaturally-sharp little teeth.

"Ouch!" She winced, bringing the finger slowly back up to her face. "Ah. I'm bleeding. . ." Amaimon blinked again, his little eyes getting wider. Her blood. . . was oddly sweet. Most blood had a metallic taste to it. Salty, but still good. Hers, however, was delicious. A true delicacy, he admitted mentally.

"Nee chan, bring out mister Aloe please?" Her familiar, which had been glaring at the rodent who had harmed his friend, nodded happily. "Nee!" She bowed her head a bit. "Thank you, Nee chan." Her finger attended to, Shiemi glanced back down at "hamster san". "I wonder what happened to hamster san. . ." she murmured, before extending her hand back down again to his head.

Amaimon stared. Is she stupid or something? Should I bite her again? Or will we just stay here forever, her trying to pet me and me biting her fingers until they fall off? Shrugging internally, he decided to just sit back and see what happened until he healed again, and then hunt down that cheeky little brother and beat his ass up.

Using her other finger, Shiemi gently petted his furry head, taking care to avoid that odd spiky section in the middle. "Hamster san is so soft!" she smiled down at him, completely oblivious to who and what he was.

Amaimon blinked again, finding her petting oddly. . . nice. It was almost like having his tail stroked as a demon. When she scooped him up into her hands, the aloe vera still wrapped around her finger exuding a spicy scent, he decided that he had picked a pretty decent place to crash-land after a battle.

Satan knows he's been to worse, considering his upraising in Gehenna.

Ira decided to leave me a minute ago, so this is all I have for the night =w=

/smacked

ANYWAY, I hope you enjoyed! Please lemme know what you think of it? I'd really, really appreciate it /w/