The demon was beautiful.

His dark black hair was long and pulled back into a pony tail. He was tall and muscular, and the pale skin seemed to glow as faint as a nearly extinguished candle. He placed his hands behind his back and his lips stretched back into a small sharp grin. Victoria looked at him intently, trying to grasp the smallest details of his body. Just barely she noticed the diminutive horns that peeked out from his hair, and the faint waft of eucalyptus (his demon scent).

His slanted black-hole eyes studied her body.

She glared at him "Well thanks for raping me with your eyes." Victoria growled.

He chuckled, it was a strange sound very pleasant, yet at the same time… unsettling.

"I am a person of many talents," he looked her up and down again, and his dark smile widened ", but that unfortunately is not one of them."

With a last glance he turned from her walking over to the petite house that stood half-hidden by the woods.

"Would you like to come in?"

She was glad he asked. The cold had made her wings stiff, she felt as if they would break at the slightest touch.

"Yes please." Victoria walked after him. She noticed that he walked as if he were swaying, the way you would walk on a boat. She watched his hair swing behind him, the way his back shifted when he walked. He opened the door to house and stepped in. Victoria walked in after him shutting the door. The glow and heat from the stove that sat in the corner warmed her. The demon flopped down into one of the chairs that sat up against the wall and sighed.

"Sit down." He ordered, gesturing over to the chair across from his.

Victoria rolled her eyes and sat down, placing her boots on the table between them.

"Your beautiful," he stated studying here once again ", but not… too beautiful."

She blushed. "Um… thanks."

He shook his head "welcome. It's just your not like most angels. It's like they radiate beauty. But you… you're just normal high-class beauty."

She nodded "Oh, that's probably because I'm only half angel."

"Ah a cherub, huh, that would explain it."

He glanced down at my hands.

"You have my ring."

I opened my hand. The ruby ring sat in my palm glaring faintly as if it recognized that he was once again in the presence of his master. "You dropped it when you saved us from the Oni's."

He smiled, sitting up, and leaning forward.

"What's your name, cherub."

Victoria smiled slyly at him.

"You tell me yours first, demon."

He chuckled "Even though you came to my house you want me to introduce myself before you."

"Yeah, pretty much."

"I like you kid," he growled, shaking his head "My name's Koman."

"Victoria." She held out her hand.

Koman stared down at it, "No thank you. I don't touch Angels," his lips coiled down slightly ", just an old habit that I'd much rather keep."

Victoria quickly brought her hands to her lap "Fine."

Koman stood up "would you like a drink? I kind of fancy one myself." His dark eyes flashed