Hello so this is my new story "ƒαℓℓєη" which is a fanfiction about "The Devil is a Part-Timer" and it's a romance because I'm that cheesy sixteen-year-old girl who is obsessed with any fantasy romance! (Don't judge me) Also, this story is kind of fast paced so transitions are quick because I want to get right to the point since this story will be only 1-20 chapters. Anyways, enjoy Mon-Ami/e
The girl stared at herself in the mirror, it was three in the morning. Her messy light blonde hair indicated she had just woken up, her hazel eyes had bags under them. Though she was in high-school, it wasn't exams or studying that caused her to be like this but insomnia. The world she was in now had caused this, that's what she wanted to think, but she knew it was herself to blame. This was her punishment, this is what she deserved.
A ringing noise arose from her phone in her room, she wondered who it could be at this time of night. She turned her body fully towards the door to exit the bathroom, but she then noticed movement from the corner of her eyes, what could it be? She guessed it was probably her shadow, probably. She dismissed the thought before walking out of the bathroom, flicking the light off.
The girl blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of her room before grabbing her phone and diving onto her bed. She stared up at the lit screen and read "Five missed calls" she tapped to call the number back, but it said the number was out of service.
"Weird." She mumbled before putting her phone back onto the nightstand and eventually drifting to sleep.
A beeping noise arose from next to her, she slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes before looking at the clock, her eyes widened before she jumped out of bed, threw on her uniform and ran out the door.
The girl entered the school's grounds breathing heavily, stepping past the gate and heading towards the door. When she reached the door she heard someone call out to her.
"Hitori-chan!" A familiar high-pitched voice called out, Hitori turned around to face the younger girl who goes by the name, Chiho.
"Good morning," Hitori said politely, Chiho ran up to her. The girl was the exact same height as her, if not a little taller. Hitori was short, she didn't like it either.
"Um, does your band have any gigs today?" Chiho questioned, Hitori frowned and pulled out her phone and opened up their band schedule. She looked at Chiho and nodded.
"Their schedules are booked today, why?" Hitori asked Chiho frowned then smiled.
"Never mind, I was wondering if your band would come and play for my promotion at work, we are throwing a party," Chiho replied Hitori smiled.
"If you want, my schedule's free." Hitori offered seeing Chiho's eyes light up.
"Really? Thank you so much! It's at my workplace at six, don't be late!" Chiho bursted off towards the door. Hitori smiled and shook her head before entering the building herself.
When Hitori returned home she automatically got dressed in what she would wear to the party. She would wear a gray hoodie, black jeans, black tennis shoes, her usual earrings, and her black beanie. She practiced several songs with her electric guitar before it became 4:30 and she decided that it would be best to head over now because riding a back with a guitar on her back isn't as easy as it sounds.
Hitori put her guitar in her case and put it on her back before turning off everything in her house and heading outside to her motorbike. She grabbed her helmet and put it on top of her head before starting it up and heading off towards Chiho's work, Mg Ronalds.
Hitori arrived at Mg Ronalds at around 5:05 p.m., she got caught in some really heavy traffic but it eventually cleared out and she managed to get to her location.
Hitori heard voices yelling from inside the restaurant, she guessed a fight was going on, but it didn't matter to her. She walked in to see two boys, one with black hair, and another with light blonde hair pinning down a purple haired boy.
"Why'd you let him come?" The light blonde hair boy questioned, the black haired boy shrugged.
"I didn't!" He insisted Hitori stared at them with a blank look on her face before her name was called out. Her eyes snapped to see Chiho running towards her.
"Yo." Hitori greeted, Chiho gave Hitori a curious look.
"You're here early, you don't have anything better to do?" Chiho questioned, Hitori cringed and looked away.
"Ouch, that stung." Hitori groaned, Chiho shook her hands.
"I'm sorry Hitori-chan, that's not what I meant!" Chiho claimed Hitori laughed.
"It's cool, I move around when I need to," Hitori replied her eyes shifting towards the three boys who were now staring at her.
"Who's she?" The purple haired boy asked with a monotone voice, the blonde glared at him.
"That's impolite Urushihara!" He snapped. Chiho nervously glanced at Hitori who slipped her guitar off of her shoulder and unzipped the case pulling the guitar out.
"Wow Hitori-chan, I've never seen your guitar! It's so pretty! Where'd you get it?" Chiho questioned reaching out to strum the strings Hitori pulled her guitar away. Chiho gained a look of shock on her face.
"Sorry, this guitar is really important to me. If it breaks then hope's and dream's of humanity will be destroyed and this is my key to finally be accepted." Hitori stated in the calmest, kindest way she could. Chiho giggled then shook her head.
"Hitori-chan what are you talking about, you're very popular at school!" Chiho claimed with a smile. Hitori frowned then smiled.
"Maybe here but where I'm from, I'm a... outcast? I think that's the right word." Hitori replied Chiho developed a confused look on her face.
"Why?" Chiho didn't seem to understand what Hitori meant so she shook her head.
"The details don't matter, just be glad I came. I could've been doing better stuff." Hitori mentally facepalmed herself.
"Didn't you say- S-Shush Child! Don't ask any more questions that are difficult to answer." Hitori interrupted Chiho before grabbing a chair and strumming her guitar to tune it.
"Okay then. Anyways Hitori-chan, this is Maou, Ashiya, and- Hanzo Urushihara." The purple boy haired interrupted. Wow, someone else who interrupts like Hitori, jolly-o. He slipped away from Maou and Ashiya and stood up facing her.
"Cool, my name is Hitori Aoki, nice to meet ya!" She replied turning the pegs before strumming her now fully tuned guitar.
"Um Hitori-chan is going to be singing a few songs for us." Chiho chirped excitedly.
"Ah so you must be a good singer then." Ashiya guessed, Hitori shrugged and nodded.
"I guess so, people say I am but I guess it's only natural." Hitori replied, Chiho put a hand on Hitori's shoulder.
"She's amazing, she sounds like an angel!" Chiho exclaimed, Hitori jumped on to her feet and pointed at Chi.
"No, no,no! What are you talking about? No I don't! Angels don't exist, don't jump to conclusions! How do you even know what one sounds like. Haha, wow isn't it a fine day today? Oh, look at that window, it's very clean!" Hitori said very quickly, Chiho opened her mouth but seemed to stunned to say anything.
"Excuse me, are you okay?" Ashiya questioned, Hitori shook her head as the lights began to flicker. Hitori took a deep breath, calming herself, the lights stopped flickering. She nodded and smiled before pointing at the lights.
"You guys must have some wiring issues, would you like me to fix it?" Hitori offered, Maou shook his head.
"I don't think that's needed." He replied Chiho tilted her head.
"Hitori-chan, didn't you fail engineering class?" Chiho asked.
"Hey! They said we would be doing programming! But no, we built robots out of freaking cans. THEY COULDN'T EVEN MOVE!" Hitori defended, Chiho giggled.
"Hitori-chan you do know there was a class for computer programming, right?" Chiho seemed as if she couldn't stop laughing. Hitori heard a familiar noise as she turned around and looked out the window to see someone on her motorbike.
"M'kay, I know it's funny. Anyways, I gotta go beat some wacko to the next millennium because they're stealing my motorbike." Hitori began to walk calmly to the door. Chiho stopped laughing as her eyes widened.
"We can help-" Before Maou could offer Hitori had already disappeared out of the door.
"Excuse me what are you doing?" Hitori questioned, stepping in front of the bike. The guy smirked, examining the girl.
"Wow, what's a babe like yourself doing out here alone?" He asked Hitori had the most unamused look on her face.
"Nothing much, you know, about to beat up the person who's on this "babes" bike." Hitori replied he laughed in amusement.
"What can a girly like yourself do?" He got off of her bike and walked right up to her, looking down on her. Hitori closed her eyes before smirking.
"Girly? I agree with you, what can a girly like yourself do?" Hitori snapped back, the man's smirk faded away as he pulled he made a fist.
"Wow, aren't you a feisty one." He mumbled Hitori laughed.
"Yeah, so I've been told." Hitori said, his eye twitched.
"Anyways, I don't have time for silly games. Come back when you've grown up, maybe we'll talk then." He turned away to get back onto her bike.
"Sorry, my bike is like my child. Get the hell off of it before something bad happens." Hitori replied he didn't like that, he looked over at her.
"Oh yeah? Whatcha going to do about it?" He turned towards her, a shadow casting over her. She raised a fist, but he dodged, just as she planned.
"Hitori watch out!" She heard Chiho scream, she turned her head to see everyone in the store looking at her from the entry way. Hitori laughed as she teleported behind the man and kicked him forward, he went face-first into the cement. Hitori flipped the man onto his back, he stared up at her, fear in his eyes. Hitori lifted him up by the collar of his shirt and laughed. A glow coming from her right hand.
"M-Monster!" He screamed, Hitori snapped back to her regular self and dropped the man who ran off. Hitori stared at her hands, wide-eyed. Hitori fell to her knees, she felt tears well up in her eyes as Chiho ran to her.
"What's wro-" Hitori heard several other footsteps before she fainted.
This is my punishment.
This is now my new home.
But I don't belong here.
It can't last.
Before somebody finds me out...