"Please stop moving or else you're going to mess up the circle." A man watched impassively as he watched Akechi withered around on the floor.
'No! I refuse to go out like this! I still need to get my revenge against Shido!'
Akechi stubbornly struggled against his bonds, not caring if he was getting rope burns along the way.
How did he get into this situation? The simple answer was Shido.
The long answer was that Akechi was looking into all of the shady business Shido had. He had only recently became a detective to get access of the police files. Akechi has been planning since he was a child to take revenge against this man and the most logical way was to find evidence of all of his wrongdoings and pile all of the information together and hit him all at once with it.
He was currently looking into Madarame at the moment. He saw that some of Shido's men were hanging around Madarame a few times so he dug around until he managed to find something off. Akechi saw that Madarame had a suspiciously large amount of money coming into his bank account and a big portion of it being transferred into another account. He couldn't find out exactly who's unknown account that was since it was international bank account, but he was confident that it led to Shido.
He tracked and found a previous disciple who left Madarame's tutelage. The student's name was Nakanohara, Natsuhiko. It seems that he was currently has a teller job at a municipal ward office.
Akechi called and asked if he was able to meet up with him to discuss about his experiences with Madarame when he was living with him and he agreed to it. They set up the location at Nakanohara's house since the guy offered it and he wanted to keep this meeting discreet. It make sense if Madarame was doing something fishy and Nakanohara was afraid of someone overhearing them.
And then everything afterwards went to hell.
They were in front of his apartment when he opened the door for Akechi and let him go in first. Akechi did and as he was taking his shoes off, he was suddenly attack from behind the head with a blunt object. He collapsed and hit the side of his head against the dining table. Then he blacked out.
When Akechi woke, his legs and arms were tied and his mouth was covered. He took a look at his surroundings and confirmed that he was in an apartment, most likely Nakanohara's. Akechi barely saw the inside of the apartment before he was knocked out.
He saw Nakanohara stepping out from another room (bedroom perhaps?) with a thick book in his hand.
Akechi made a loud muffled noise to grab his attention, but he was ignored.
"After this she will definitely look at me again! We were perfect together and she just didn't noticed it! And Madarame! How dare he! After how much I helped him, he kicked me out without any remorse after I stopped creating any new artwork. Well I'll show him, I'll show all of them!" He ranted as he flipped aggressively through his book.
Akechi feels uncomfortable with the situation. Since this was a personal project for him, Akechi didn't tell anyone that he was visiting Nakanohara. He regretted it, but at the same time, would those guys in his department really care about a new upcoming teenage detective? He sighed, he's should concentrate first on getting out before thinking about other topics.
He tested his binds and was surprised that was really tight. Luckily, he knew that getting kidnapped might be a possibility due to him trying to investigate Shido, he securely taped a single edge blade to his shoes. His shoes were still on his feet thank goodness. Now he just has to wait for Nakanohara to leave the room so he could free himself.
As Akechi waited, Nakanohara finally noticed that his victim was up and squirming.
"Good evening Akechi-san. How are you feeling?" He asked politely.
Akechi looked at him blankly, before muffling (fuck you) a response.
"Oh yeah, I forgot that I covered your mouth. Let's get this process started, we don't have all night." He pulled out a knife from his suit and stepped over Akechi. Akechi eyed cautiously at the knife, hoping that this was all a joke from his co-workers, that they manage to find out about the research he was doing behind their backs. Alas, it wasn't meant to be.
Nakanohara stabbed Akechi in the stomach and left the knife inside before walking outside the creepy circle.
Akechi yelled as his wound began to bleed out. He tried to move, kick, do something to alleviate his pain even though he knows logically it won't do anything.
Nakanohara watched passively as he told Akechi not to disturb the summoning circle but he couldn't hear him over the pain his body was going through. Nakanohara sighed before he started chanting from his book.
Akechi tried to slow down his breathing, trying to not hyperventilate. He coughed a few times and could taste blood on his tongue.
'Shit...am I going to die by this fucktard before I can take Shido down?' His surroundings were getting blurry, it looked like a red light was coming from the summoning circle, but that can't be right. Akechi blinks hard, trying to focus, but was unsuccessful. He's starting to feel tired, his movement ceased as his eyelids were half open.
'What will you do? Are you ready to lie down and die or rebel against your destiny?'
Akechi's eyes opened, trying to find out who was talking to him. Did Nakanohara have a companion with him or something this whole time? He doesn't see anyone else, but he doesn't trust his eyesight since it seems to be getting worse as he's losing more and more blood.
'Like hell am I going to accept this shit! I've been working my whole life to make this plan successful, I'm not going to let some asshole take it away from me!'
The voice laughed. ' Humans, always casually using the word hell when they haven't even experience it yet. Very well, I have heard your conviction! Let's make a contract!'
'Con...tract? Human…?'
'Name your terms human and I will do my utter best to assist you in your task! Then name what you're willing to give up in return. Then we negotiate!'
'My name is Akechi, Goro. Help me take revenge on Shido, Masayoshi and in return, you can do whatever you want with me afterwards."'
'Ooh, not a lot of people would straight up offer themselves. They usually like to offer some type of physical possession of their or sacrifice someone else's life. How intriguing~' He could kind of see it now, a hazy image of a creature dressed in red and black, it's large black wings enveloping the whole room.
'So do you accept, demon?' Akechi's eyes narrowed, daring the creature to question it.
The creature's mask held an eerie grin, but somehow he felt like it's amusement rose at his question.
'Yes.'
It's long nails lightly scratched Akechi as it seized his chin and forced him to look into the demon's face. It knelt down on its knees and leaned its face very closely to his own. Akechi wonders what it was doing but didn't say anything as he watched silently.
'My name is Joker and I accept your proposal. I vow to help you exact revenge against your enemies and will stop at nothing until it is done. To break this vow is to accept the consequences from Gaia.'
And it pressed its mask against his lips. Akechi's eyes widen as the demon sealed their vows with a kiss. He pressed his eyes shut, trying not to think about how he literally just made a deal with a demon for his conquest of revenge. He didn't regret it per say, but it was a bit awkward to be kissing the creature.
It was weird. Its mask wasn't as smooth and hard as he thought. Now that he's concentrating on the kiss. It felt warm and nice, its lips felt...wait… lips?
Akechi hesitantly opened his eyes to see that the thing in front of him was a human. Their mouths finally parted as "Joker" opened his crimson eyes and smirked and that was the last thing he saw before he blacked out once again.
"Wait, you don't kill?! How are you able to help me with my plan then?" Akechi demanded as he sat up from his hospital bed. He winced as he held his stomach, having forgotten about his injury for a second. It was surprising, it wasn't as deep as he thought when the doctors told him it would only take him a few days to recover from the injury.
"You make it sound like the only punishment one could give is death. My power is a bit unique. I am able to make anyone regret their actions as long as I know the depth of their sins. Isn't more fun to see your enemy grovel in front of you, begging for forgiveness Master?" He gave a sinister grin.
"...that does sound appealing." He said hesitantly. Since Shido was a politician who was a representative in the National Diet of Japan, it would be hard to get close to him and eliminate him. Akechi was already trying to find evidence of all his wrongdoings, so it's not like the condition of using Joker's powers will require any extra work from him. Killing Shido was just a backup plan just in case he manages to escape all of his lawsuits Akechi is going to throw his way.
"What should I call you in public though? I don't think Joker is going to cut it."
He tilted his head as he thinks, then he looked happy as he announced," Kurusu, Akira!"
"Is there a special meaning to that name?"
"I was summoned at dawn (Akira) and my last name is related to the type of demon that I am." He grinned.
"Okay. You can't call me Master though. People are going to assume that I'm into BDSM or something." Akechi grimaced at the thought as Joker tilted his head in confusion.
"What is BDSM and how should I address you then?"
"BDSM is...actually you can look that up." Akechi blushed as he almost explained the acronym.
"You can call me Akechi. Japanese people address each other by last name unless they are very familiar with each other." There are other reasons too but he doesn't have time to get into it.
"So I can call you Goro later then since we're going to get very familiar with each other in the future?" He winks.
Akechi looked at him in shock before responding indignantly," No, you may not!"
Joker stated that demons don't require sleep, that it's just a luxury he enjoys doing every so often so Akechi gave Joker the sofa to sleep on.
Akechi gave him a curt nod before he head off to his bedroom.
He changed into his pyjamas and collapsed onto his bed while being mindful of his wound. He sighed in pleasure as he laid in bed. The hospital bed wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep on so he can't help but be a bit happy when he returned to his full size bed. The bed took up a lot of space, but Akechi wanted to spoil himself with something.
His eyes slowly drooped as a wave of exhaustion suddenly hit him. He can't help but smile though, his original plan had an uncertain success rate due to how corrupt adults were and how many people Shido had lined up in his pockets. Akechi wanted to show the world how disgusting their Prime Minister was by revealing all of his crimes and how he was part of a conspiracy to fuck over Japan. If that plan didn't work, he was just going to buy a gun or something and shoot the guy. It wouldn't be that hard to find someone who was willing to deal him.
However, now that he has a demon on his side. He definitely will be able to take Shido down. He fell asleep with a smile on his face.
…
When he said he had a demon on his side, he didn't mean it literally!
Akechi woke up to warmth surrounding him. The blankets wrapped around him, the sun streaming down from the window (he forgot to close the curtains in a rush to lie down and relax on his bed), and a warm body behind him, arms wrapped securely around his waist, soft breaths lightly brushing his nape. He has never tenses up so fast before in his entire life.
Akechi moved his hand until he found Joker's wrist and firmly grabbed it to remove it as he shifted off the bed.
Joker groaned, his face buried itself in Akechi's neck as he tightened his grip on him.
"Get..off of me!" Akechi said as he tried to push his arm away.
"It's too early...talk in...5 hours…" He mumbled.
Akechi glared at his wall as Joker shifted closer to him. He needs to find a way to make Joker respect his privacy. Joker's legs just entangled themselves with Akechi's.
'Now!' He thought frustratedly.
"Now tell me, why did you feel the need to climb onto my bed this morning?" His smile twitched. Akechi had to repeatedly hit Joker on the head with a pillow until he eventually let go.
"Ha ha. It's simple. I'm bound to you." He smiles, like that just explains everything.
"...so what does that mean? You need to follow me everywhere? That's just inconvenient." Akechi scoffed as he folded his arms.
Joker hummed thoughtfully, thinking on the best way on how to explain it.
"Some supernatural creatures live on another plane of existence. This planet is harsh to aliens is the easiest way to put it. If I came here on my own without making a contract with someone, eventually the Counter Force will try to eliminate me. However, by making a contract with someone, although I am constricted to a humanoid form and am much weaker, I won't be hunted down. Unfortunately, since I don't live here, I cannot passively absorb the energy the planet is giving off. Eating food does nothing for me. The contract allows me to feed off the energy that you're giving off. The closer I am physically, the more I can consume."
Akechi must have looked disturbed because Joker tried to placate him. "Ah don't worry, it doesn't make you tired or anything. I just got to say though that while being around you does help, in the long run though, I will need to do something else to get an abundant amount of energy. This method right now is just a temporary solution because I am losing more energy than I am gaining."
Akechi waited for him to explain what method he needs to do but Joker didn't say anything else.
"...what method are you talking about..?" He tried to prompt him to finish his statement.
"We'll get there when we'll get there." He smiles innocently.
"...that means that I am not going to like the method am I?"
Joker continued smiling while shrugging in response.
Akechi was tolerant of the demon (other than him sneaking into his bed. That still annoys the crap out of him). He was observant, quiet, and respectful to people. He hasn't done anything that made himself stick out as a supernatural being. Joker does ask questions that made him sound ignorant of certain things like cell phones and transportation systems, but people can just assume that he was a country bumpkin that was visiting the city for the first time.
He couldn't help but to keep his eye on him though. He is a demon and must be one for a reason. Akechi was curious, but doesn't care as long as he gets his revenge in the end. Anything else is useless knowledge.
Akechi took a few days to recovery from his injury so he took the time to look at the case files from work and homework so he would be caught up to everything when he returns to society.
"What is school?" Joker asked as he looked curiously at the math problems Akechi was currently tackling.
"It's a place where children to young adults go to learn basic knowledge about the world. Everyone is required to go to school until they are 18 years old. It is recommended to continue your education afterwards too, but not required."
"I see, should I go to this school also to blend in with the humans?" Joker asked as he tilts his head.
"No, if you wear the right clothes, you could pass off as a college student. I just need to get you a fake ID…"
"Fake ID? There's so many new terms that I'm unfamiliar with. The human world really is fascinating!"
Akechi came home one evening to see Joker playing around with a black cat. He closed the door of his apartment as fast as he could while trying to remain quiet. He doesn't want his neighbors to complain about the cat sounds coming from his apartment and on top of that, the noise volume also.
"Hey! We can't have animals in this apartment complex. The landlord will definitely make us get rid of it." He said frantically as he walked quickly towards the demon. On a side note, he thought it was cute interesting how normal Joker looks at the moment. They spent a few days together already and he doesn't seem very demonic as Akechi originally thought. Animals even liked him! Akechi thought animals could sense evil or whatnot and Joker being a demon should definitely count!
Joker looked at him in surprised and stopped playing with his cat to laugh abruptly.
The cat turned to him and glared.
"I'm not a cat!" It said in a high pitch child's voice.
"W-w-what?!" Akechi's eyes bulged out. Was he hallucinating or did that cat just talk?
"Did that cat just talk?...No...I suppose I did spend the whole day at school then had to go straight to work, I guess I need some coffee…" he muttered as he massaged his forehead.
"Oi! I'm not a cat!"
"A cat telling me that it's not a cat, now I've heard everything."
"Oi! Listen to me! Joker stop laughing!" It yelled at both at them.
'Not yelling, meowing.' He corrected himself.
Joker finally finished laughing, but was still chuckling at the situation. "The cat's right."
The cat immediately swatted his leg in retaliation as it huffed.
"Ouch, watch the claws Morgana. Anyways, he really is talking Akechi. He's my familiar and a bakeneko. So he is a cat in a way, just a supernatural cat." He grinned as he picked up Morgana from behind and placed him standing on his lap as he moved Morgana's paw into a small wave. "Say hi Morgana~"
It might have been cute if it wasn't a FUCKING talking cat! The cat was still glaring him too.
Akechi was worried that it might try to rip his face off while he was sleeping. If he closes his door at night, does Morgana have the ability to transform into a human and open his door to attack him? Akechi is not considered his master right? Morgana won't attempt to transform into him and kill him right? This is all legends and myths knowledge that he's basing this on and maybe Morgana is actually a good bakeneko, however, he doesn't seem to be the friendly righteous type (he is paired up with a demon and that auto makes Akechi wary of the creature).
Akechi was already trying not to step on any toes of Joker, now he also has to do it for his cat too? He keeps in mind that he can't call the cat a cat. Wow that sounds like a headache already as he weakly grinned and waved back.
Its eyes narrowed even more. Oh dear god, would it be weird if he ordered Joker to protect him from his supernatural cat?
Ugh, he'll probably laugh about it.
"! You need to have sex to regain energy?! Why do you come along with so much fine print?!" He shouted. His voice might have raised by an octave but he didn't take note of it, not while Joker just stated something insane.
Joker shrugged. "It can't be helped, normal food doesn't sustain us. The rumors that humans made regarding what a demon eat varies from having sex to eating human souls are true. Thus we are have a few options on what we can eat."
"Why not just eat a random human then?"
He frowned. "I would rather avoid that. First, it's basically announcing my presence to other supernatural creatures which might cause us trouble down the road and second, I like humans."
'Like? What is there to like? We are the same as any other species, just in a dog eat dog world, easily betraying each other for our own goals...no, we are the worst species out there.' He thought bitterly.
"...can't you just do it with someone else?" Akechi desperately trying to find an excuse to get out of this.
"I could. However, since I made a contract with you, I would obtain the most amount of energy from you compared to anyone else, even more than a supernatural creature. If I had sex with someone else, I would spend a lot of time finding someone trying to regain energy than I could be helping you out with your task. It's up to you in the end, if you don't mind me slowing down then sure I'll look for someone or a couple of people." He smiled at the end.
Akechi clenched his teeth, he does want to incriminate Shido right after the election, but does he want to give up more of himself up to the demon? Akechi doesn't place a lot of value in the word virginity, but it felt embarrassing to allow himself to have sex for the first time with Joker. To get his revenge, he needs to have sex, how weird does that sound?
"We don't have to do anal. I would still get a decent amount of energy through oral." Joker smiled cheerfully, like he didn't suggested an outrageous idea. It was ...better Akechi suppose?
Akechi looked away blushing, as he held his hands together to prevent himself from hitting Akira for bringing up this topic.
'It's all for the sake of revenge.' Akechi thought as he nodded finally in agreement.
"Relax and just enjoy it Akechi." Joker's hands gently held Akechi's face as his cheek was kissed. Akechi let out a gasp at the action as he tenses up in response.
Akira's hands slowly made their way down his body before ending up wrapping loosely around his waist as he nuzzled into Akechi's hair and deeply breathing in his scent.
"...you smell good." Joker murmured as he continued sniffing his hair.
Akechi froze. Well, he froze the entire time since Joker laid his hands on his face. He's not sure how to react. Should he touch him back? That's so embarrassing. It's like pretending that they were...lovers or something.
"Relax." Joker said as his lips were touching his ear as his breath warmed it. Akechi whimpered as he grabbed onto Joker's shirt.
'It's just for revenge!' He thought desperately as he whimpered when Joker sucked his earlobe.
He wasn't sure when he started calling Joker "Akira" in his mind. Was it when Akira learned how to cook when he saw how often Akechi went to get take-out food? Or maybe when he took a job in LeBlanc to learn how to make Akechi's favorite coffee and give it to him free when Boss wasn't looking.
He doesn't behave like how he would imagined a demon to behave. Akira was going to get his soul at the end of this agreement, there was no need to play nice and do stuff that was out of the way just for Akechi's sake. Akechi was waiting for the other shoe to drop but it's been months now and Akira has continued to act the same as he did at the beginning.
"I'm home." Akechi said as he took off his shoes and put it to the side. Akira didn't respond like he usually did and it made Akechi questioned where he was.
Akira would usually tell him if he was going out for the day. Well, Akira might just went out to do some grocery shopping. Akechi was just being paranoid.
Akechi felt possessive of him. At first, he was suspicious that Akira would try to find some kind of loophole in their contract and backstab him somehow so Akechi kept him closely by his side. Nowadays, he feels worried about the demon. Although Akira's body is more sturdy and can heal any injuries that could put a human in the hospital for months, Akira handles all of the undercover work to get closer to Shido's allies, meaning he has to deal with the Yakuza and potentially getting shot at. What if one day, Akira doesn't come back home?
'You're just being paranoid, Akira is good at checking in before he goes on a mission.' Akechi thought as he closed and locked the front door.
"Akira-kun?"
"Hnnm."
He let a relief sigh out. Okay, Akira was here. Akechi was kind of surprised though. Akira doesn't take late naps. He just likes waking up late.
Akechi smiled as he thinks about Akira's messy bedhead. For a demon, he looks pretty cute when he looks half-asleep with his curls sticking out all over the place.
He heads into the bedroom to see Akira looking ghastly as he panted in the bed. His facial expression was twisted with distress. Did he actually go out on a mission without saying anything and got into trouble?
"Akira?! What's wrong?" He cried out as he goes to the side of the bed and look to see if he can spot any sort of injury. It doesn't seem like he has any physical injury, but it might be hidden underneath his clothes.
'Could he be sick? Do demons get sick? What does he need to recover?' Rapid thoughts went through Akechi's mind, trying to figure out what was wrong with Akira.
"...tired." he finally whispered.
"...tired?" Like lack of energy tired? "Didn't you have sex with anyone while I was gone?" Akechi calmed down after hearing that, but he was confused. Isn't the solution to this simple?
"Didn't want just anyone...wanted you."
Luckily, Akira couldn't see his face because his cheeks turned dark red after hearing that. He turned away, brushing his hair behind his ear as he tried to calm his heart down.
'He gets the most energy from me so it makes sense that he wouldn't want to waste too much time finding a lot of people to have sex with.' Akechi reasons, but something whispered in his ear ' but that doesn't mean he would let himself get this exhausted that he couldn't even move anymore. It's possible that he might actually li—' No, no that's not possible.
He felt so embarrassed, this is going to be his first time initiating sex. Akechi's hands trembled as he loosened his tie and took it off, throwing it on the chair. He slowly unbuttons his shirt as he stared at the foot of the bed, where Akira's toes were.
When Akira gets better, Akechi is going to beat the crap out of him for making him get stuck in this ridiculous situation!
After he took off his belt and pants, he dragged himself onto the bed, placing his legs on both sides of Akira's limp body, entrapping him.
'Is this consider somnophilia? Gah! Akechi, stop thinking about this!'
"You owe me!" He whispered harshly as he leaned in to kiss Akira's neck. His hands slide underneath Akira's black sweatshirt pushing it up as he felt his soft, smooth skin.
Akechi felt weird, should he bother with the foreplay...or get on with it? Akira wouldn't need it since he's half unconscious but Akechi felt too nervous to start fingering himself and rubbing Akira's cock. His thoughts still go back to somnophilia and he felt self-conscious again.
'Ugh, this is going to take forever!' He thought as he sucks Akira's neck and brought his left hand down to palm Akira's cock through the fabric of his pants. Akechi's other hand continued its venture upwards, reaching his nipple and rubbing it. It harden under his hand as he played with it.
Akira gave a pleased sigh, making Akechi feeling a little more confident of his actions. He lifted his head, curious to see what kind of expression Akira would be wearing.
Akira's expression looked tired, but he looks happy at the moment. When he saw that he caught Akechi's attention, his smile widen a bit as his hands brushed against Akechi's legs. God, this guy was so embarrassing to deal with.
Akechi pressed a kiss against the edge of his mouth before moving towards his ear and whispered, "get better idiot."
He kept kissing Akira while slowly trying to catch his breath.
Akechi quickly grabbed the wet wipes from his table and cleaned both of them up before tossing it into the trash. He really needs to clean up tomorrow morning, but for now he laid right next to Akira and wrapped his arms around the demon. He felt Akira shifted and snuggled up to him.
It felt so natural to be sleeping with Akira now. He kissed the crown of Akira's head as he pulled the blankets over the both of them and dozed off to sleep.
His stomach grumbled, but he ignored it. He'll force Akira to make something delicious tomorrow.
"Where's Morgana?" He asked later the next day.
"He said he doesn't want to watch me act stubborn and stupid about this and he ran away. What a great familiar huh?" As he cleaned up the dishes of their lunch. He made pancakes as a thank you gift to Akechi.
"I concur, you are an idiot." Akechi said emotionlessly as he watched.
Akira pouted as he dried the last plate and put it away before he leaned in to kiss Akechi on the mouth.
"I still need more energy, you don't have anywhere to go today right?" He asked as he tugged Akechi towards the bedroom.
Akechi sighed in exhaustion, but didn't say anything as he was being led around.
Kissing was an important deal to demons. They only do it when they have to make contracts, there was no other reason for lips from two people to touch otherwise. That's what all demons and supernatural creatures believe. However, the moment Akechi pressed his lips against his when they were in deep passion forced Akira to change his mind. He desired to kiss him more and more without having to make a vow beforehand. It was strange, but at the same time, it felt wonderful.
It doesn't help that seeing Akechi's lips red and swollen makes him feel deeply satisfied.
He was curious to see how fast it was take for Akechi to all pliant and submissive just by kissing.
'Time to try it~'. He smiled deviously as he watched Akechi do his paperwork at the dining table.
The uncensored version is on AO3.
I originally wanted to make this into a series of one-shots but I wasn't that motivated to do so. So you get little fragments of their relationship over a time period instead.
I was tempted to make Akechi a half True Ancestor, but that might have complicated the story too much. I originally had that scenario for a Durarara story that never panned out.
His Marble Phantasm would be the ability to summon anyone or anything that he has killed, thus their souls are stuck inside of him. If he is mentally unstable, the more rebellious souls can lash out at him and is able to use his power to summon themselves in the real world causing massive destruction to everything around him.
