Chapter One - You Seem Tired

It's been about a year since we've entered the human world. I've been cramped in this apartment for the entire time, and it's driving me crazy. Don't do this, but also don't do that.

I'm going absolutely fucking ballistic.

That kiss-up of a demon, Ashiya, has been pissing me off so badly I want to kill myself. I'm only still in this wretched world because of a severe and unfortunate lack of magic, the wonderful place that is the internet, and Maou.

Oh my sweet Maou.

The bright orange colour of his eyes brings a shiver to my spine every time I look into them.

I utterly lust for the man, but he's straight.

And, even though I can't stand her, I wouldn't do that to Miss Highschool.
Probably.

"Urushihara?" Maou asks sleepily after entering the apartment.

"Yeah?" I mumble, my eyes glued to the computer screen in front of me.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" he yawns.

I glance at him to see him taking off his shirt. Damn that body is so tempting...

"Urushihara?"

"I'm not tired." I say quickly, trying to sound bitter (and hopefully succeeding).

Maou snickers. "You seem tired. The circles under your eyes are almost as purple as your hair. You really need to sleep."

I sigh angrily. "Don't you think I would if I could? It's such a pain sleeping in cardboard boxes, you know. I'm not a cat. It's nowhere near comfortable, and no matter how hard I try to fall asleep, I fail miserably."

Maou rolls his gorgeous eyes.
His beauty kills me.

"It's no worse than sleeping on a mat."

I glare at him. "I would assume for it to be much better to sleep on a mat. At least it has padding."

"Then how about we trade spots for a night?" he snaps, clearly aggravated at me.

My heart races at the thought of laying my head on Maou's pillow and engulfing my face with his scent.

But if I were to end up sleeping in Maou's spot, Ashiya would kill me.
"You need to respect your king. What sorry excuse for a demon are you?"
I kind of like living.

"Nah. I'll just try again tomorrow night." I shake my head and turn back to the computer.

"It's unhealthy, Lucifer. Your body won't be able to take it. You need to-"

"Since when did the high and mighty Satan care about anyone but himself?"

Maou sighs and rubs his temples. "You know what? Fine. You can stay up tonight. But tomorrow you are sleeping. King's orders."

"Yes my queen." I say sarcastically.

He kicks me in the shin and lays on the floor next to his puppy, also known as the housewife Ashiya.

I wait for about 10 minutes then look to Sadao as I hear his soft snoring.

He's so adorable when he sleeps.

I stare at every feature of his body.
The rise and fall of his chest, the way his navy hair looks like when pushed against a pillow..

Wow.

I'm turning into one of those "fangirls" or whatever.

I guess Mr. Hierarchy was right.

I do need sleep.

(A/N Yay for crappy first chapters! x3)