Chapter One
Demon Seasons
If one were to peer high up into the sky at a tall building sticking up over the Cross Academy grounds, one might spot a green haired man perched precariously on the edge of that building.
This man, of course, isn't really a man, but a demon, a very perverted demon at the moment, searching for his prey. He chewed carefully on the tip of his long, green, fingernail and scanned the street brimming with young students below.
He saw several he liked, but none of them had the 'flare' he was looking for. "Hmmmmm." The green haired demon mumbled, pulling out a sucker and popping it into his mouth.
The students were growing scarce, now, as they entered different buildings for their next class. "I was hoping to find one now, I'm nearly at my limit." The demon grumbled and sighed, reaching down to stroke his pants, which seemed to protrude out in a certain area.
The demon stood when the area was cleared, "Guess 'I'll have to look in the city…" he trailed off as a lone student stepped out of a building and blinked lazily up at the sun.
The demon formed two circles with his fingers and peered through them down at the boy, as if they were glasses. The boy gave off a rebellious flare with his pierced ears and blond Mohawk. The demon smiled evilly, 'perfect,' he thought and jumped down off the building to stand in front of the boy.
The demons name is Amaimon, the Demon King of Earth. The reason why he is so hard is because it is the demons mating season. Of course, Amaimon has no interest to mate, but rather just enjoys the pleasure of it. Since he is not in Gehenna, he seeks out young males to entertain him. Demons only get urges once or twice per season, but can't settle down until they are satisfied.
Amaimon has happened to spot out Ryuji Suguro, aka, Bon, as his next target. A young exorcist whose goal is to defeat Satan, and who has no desire to become a demon king's sex toy.
When Amaimon landed in front of Bon, the first thing Bon did was take a step back and look at who was confronting him, a green haired man, rather handsome, just a little taller than Bon, himself, and not that strong looking.
Amaimon, in turn, took a closer look at Bon, just a bit shorter than himself, very handsome, muscular, and gruff looking. Wanting to see more, Amaimon grabbed Bon's wrist and pulled him over his shoulder.
"Oi! Put me down! Who are you?" Bon yelled, kicking. 'I don't want attention, so if I mention Oni-tan he should settle down.' Amaimon thought. "The headmaster wants me to bring you to him." Amaimon said.
"I can just walk there." Bon grumbled, but stopped fighting. "He requested it this way." Amaimon replied and started to carry Bon, not to Mephisto, but to a special room Mephisto made for himself and Amaimon to use during this cursed demon-mating season.