I try to mind my own business. It's safer that way.

You know, because if you don't touch it, you won't have the chance to break it.

But when I saw him sitting up in that tree I had to approach him. And it wasn't because of some stroke of faith, or that he looked angelic in the Sakura tree.

No…it wasn't anything silly like that.

It was much, much more simple.

"You…have a horn on your head."

He blinked, realizing that he was being talked to, and turned to look down at me with crisp blue eyes.

It hadn't been a question, more like a statement that I felt the need to clarify.

But, realizing that I had, once again, been zoning out while walking, I shuffled uncomfortably at my blunt attitude.

We were alone in the woods in the middle of the night. And I just spoke to a weirdo with a horn.

Not one of my smartest moves.

He eyed me up and down, eyebrows lost in red hair. "Aye, that ah do."

"Are…are you a monster?" I asked, disturbed at the calmness of our conversation. The red head eyed again me with a grin before jumping down from the tree. A gust of wind lowered him gently.

Well that isn't something you see every day.

"Ah am a demon, that ah am." He said, "But ah ain't no monster."

I pulled back a strand of my black hair that had been blown by the strange gust of wind. I found it stranger that I wasn't running away from this demon, but actually taking a step closer.

"Aren't they the same thing?"

He laughed, shaking his head as he leaned closer to me.

"You ask a mighty lot of questions, lassie."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and instantly caused panic to shoot through my heart. I tried to tug away, but he didn't even seem to notice my panic.

"But ya do got courage, talkin' to meh like ye aren't scared." He paused, lifting his free hand to his chin. "Tell ya wot. Ye buy me dinner and I'll answer every one of your wee inquiries!"

"L-let go of me!"

Realizing that I was indeed struggling, he did as he was told. I flung myself away from him and turned, covering my quickly beating heart.

"I must be going crazy…I'm having a conversation with an Irish demon."

The demon chuckled in reply to my mutter. "You're all the same, ye little humans. Ye all think we're not real. Though ah admit, you are takin' it fairly well! Won time, I had accidentally popped in front of tis one lass," He whistled, "oh, wot a freak out she had, she did."

I turned to him, and replied, ignoring his little story. "But we have logical reasons to not believe you—demons—are real." I pointed to his horn.

"For example, for all I know that 'horn' could simply be papier-mâché."

"paper mi…paper wot?" He shrugged. "Well, fer one, ah don't even know wot tat is. An' two, you can think wot you like, but in te end, I'm real. And so is t'is horn." He jumped in the air, crossing his legs in the process, and looked at me with a tilted head as he glided in the air closer.

"'Nd last time ah checked, lassie, humans couldn't fly."

I stared up at him, my eyes wide. He noticed my surprised stare, and let his feet touch the ground. He leaned towards me with a small smile. "Aye, don't b' scared. I won' hurt ya."

I stared up at the blue orbs, and found it strange that I wasn't scared of him. I knew, somehow, that he wasn't going to hurt me. And, in contrast to many ideas of the human race, I liked this goofy demon in front of me.

And that…that was what scared me. It wasn't a safe idea.

He blinked, moving slightly to lean his weight on one leg, and snapped me out of my stare. I smiled lightly and turned to face the other way.

Well, seeing that I had already commenced in conversation with the demon, I took it to the next level.

"…Shall I cook dinner for you, Mr. Demon?"

He chuckled behind me, clapping his hands. "Aye, wee lass! But mah name's not Mr. Demon. Call meh Jin!"

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Jin whistled as we walked into my home; a neighborhood Shinto shrine.

I took my shoes off at the entrance, and stepped up into slippers. I turned, bowing slightly, and motioned for him to follow. "The kitchen is right this way."

He looked at the slippers I had put on, and looked at his feet, which only wore strips of leather. I noticed his discomfort and smiled lightly, walking back.

"It's alright, just come in."

He looked up at me, still brooding. "But ye invited meh to ya home, and ah want to follow ye home's rules, ye see?"

I turned to him all the way, putting my hand on my chin. "Do you suppose…you could do that floating thing again?" I asked lightly, spinning my finger. "At least, until I find some slippers for you."

Jin clapped, nodding his head so hard that I thought he'd hurt himself. He jumped in the air lightly, and stayed up there as he moved into the living room. I smiled, watching him float around the room, twisting his head in interest at the things hanging on the walls and banisters.

I slipped into another room, the smile still on my face.

Oh sweet company. It was something I had longed for, in any shape or form. And, oh boy, did I get a form of it.

I came back out of the room after successfully finding slippers for Jin, only to find him gone. "Hello?" I called, leaning out of the doorway.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me. I swirled around and screamed loudly as I saw Jin's head floating beside mine, upside down.

He seemed as startled as I did, and flew away from me quickly, still upside down, only to hit the wall with a loud BAM. I covered my mouth as I took as step back, realizing what I had done.

"J-Jin!" I said, quickly running up to him as his body reached the floor.

He sat up, rubbing the back of his head. "Owe, wot a wonker tat one wa'…" I leaned my hand to his face, rubbing a smudge of dirt off of his face.

"I-I'm sorry, Jin!" I said, pulling my hanker chief out from my pocket, and continuing to clean his face. "Did that hurt? It looked like it did…oh of course it hurt! Should we go to the hospital?"

He took hold of my wrist, and grinned, his ears twitching comically. "Don' ye worry, lassie! Ah'va been through worse, ya?" He crossed his ankles, grinning wider. "Boy, aren't you a worry wort? T'was meh fault, anyhow."

I sat back on my knees, sighing as my face flushed. "I…it's because I screamed like that…I surprised myself."

He looked at me, tilting his head again. I, noticing his discomfort, tilted my head the opposite way to humor him before handing him the box with slippers.

"Here, these should fit just fine."

He took them, looking like an excited child at Christmas, before opening them and sliding the slippers on his feet. He stood, rocking back and forward, his tongue out as if he was focusing. "Te' feel weird."

"Do you just want to take them off?" I offered, lifting the box for him to put the slippers back in.

"Wot? No!" He jumped back from me as I blinked. "Ah like em! Te'r weird, in a different wei, ye know?"

I chuckled as I stood up, and moved my hands to raise them up towards the kitchen. "Well I'm glad you like them. Would you like to eat now?"

The blue orbs glowed at the mention of food, and he rubbed his hands together. "Oh boy, would I!"

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Ah watched te human girl with curiosity drippin' off meh grin. How did she manage te stay so durn calm round a demon?

"How do you like it?" She asked, noticin' meh stare. I widened me grin, nodding.

"Tis good!"

She smiled. I leaned forward after shoving another biscuit down meh throat. "Ye should smile like that all te time, ah tell ya. Ye look mighty pretty—not tat ye don't, already!"

She blinked and looked at meh again, tis time blushin'. "T…thank you." She said, swiping a strand of thread black hair behind her ear.

"So why did ye do it?" I asked. She looked at me, confused. "Why did ye trust meh so easily? Even after ye found I was a demon?"

She took a wee sip o' her drink, and set it down, revealin a sad expression. "I…don't really know." She said. "Perhaps it's because I don't really fit in anywhere…so a demon amongst humans must be lonely, too." She smiled a wee toothy grin.

"Although, I doubt you have that problem…you are very charismatic, Jin."

Ah grinned, my ears twitchin'. "Aye, that ah am. Tho the wee lil humans don' find that te matter much." Ah tapped meh 'orn.

"Te see tis and start a runnin'. Ah thought tat they'd maybe be like meh two human friends, but ah was wrong." He lifted his hand to his chin.

"Although, ah suppose ah could simply make meself look loik ye humans…but tat's no fun. Tey don make much sense in their toughts, though…all tes humans worship gods, but refuse to believe in us demon." Ah grinned, even wider. "Well, all but ye, ye little buggar."

~…*…*…*…*…~

I smiled at Jin. "Yes, well, I must say I am glad I believe. I seem to have made quite a friend."

The demon frowned, and quickly leaned forward, so far that his face was inches from mine. "Do ye mean it?"

"M-mean it?" I stuttered, looking at him with big eyes. He nodded, lifting a finger. "What, being friends?"

"Ye. Cause I don' take the title lite'ly."

"Oh." I blinked again before smiling lightly. "Of course I mean it. Friends are precious."

Jin returned to his giddy self, nodding in agreement. "Aye, aye!"

We sat across from each other, enjoying each other's company. I tried to enjoy it to its fullest extent, knowing that this wouldn't last for long.

After finishing our conversation, I showed Jin around my home, and he seemed interested in everything; from the washer to the light bulbs.

"Get it away from meh!"

Well, all except for my cat.

I blinked as my cat, Yori, hissed at the now floating Jin. He himself hissed back before noticing my startled expression.

"Wot is'a sweet thing like ye doin' wit' such a devil?" He spat.

"A devil?" I quoted. "You mean my cat?" I lifted the feline up to him, causing Jin to once again smash up into the ceiling.

"J-Jin!" I dropped Yori who glowered at me from behind as I raced over to Jin. "I'm sorry—I did it again!"

But he only chuckled up to my frantic face, grinning. He pulled my cheek gently, and I felt my face flush. "Ye lil' worry wort."

~…*…*…*…*…~

"You may use this room for the night." I said lightly as I turned the light of the guest room on. Jin walked in, whistling as he looked around with his hands laced behind his head.

"Is it relly okey fer meh te use this room?" He asked. I nodded, smiling.

"Of course it is! No one comes here to use it much, anymore." I zoned out for a moment, I confess, and Jin walked up to me.

I blinked, snapping my head up to smile again. "A-anyway, feel free to wonder around the house. The bathroom is down the hall on the left."

He seemed surprised at my sudden change of attitude, but nodded all the same to me. I walked out, and turned to close the door. I stopped as there was an inch left, and peaked at Jin.

"J…Jin?"

He blinked, turning to me again. "Ye?"

"…thank you." Before he could ask what I meant, I closed the door and ran to my room.

~…*…*…*…*…~

The next morning, I woke up feeling depressed.

Was Jin a dream?

"No…of course not." I said, chuckling as I sat up. "But he's probably gone by now…he couldn't stay here forever."

I wondered…was I pathetic for making a demon a friend, or, in a strange way, somehow blessed?

I slowly made my way to the kitchen, avoiding Jin's room.

It was amazing on what a few, simple words could do to a girl's heart. Call her a precious friend and she's all yours.

"I'm lucky he wasn't the heart eating type." I mumbled to myself, smiling at my joke.

"Aye, tat ye are."

I jumped, almost dropping the carton of Orange Juice. I spun around to see Jin sitting at the table, resting his chin on his hand as his ears twitched. He grinned one of his toothy grins. "Good mornin' to ye, lass!"

"W-what are you still doing here?" I stuttered, holding my hand over my mouth lightly. "I…I thought you'd be gone."

Jin frowned while looking away. "Well, ah was goin' te spend a lil moar time wit ya, but if ye feel tat way…"

"Oh, no!" I yelped, my face red. "I-I mean…I…I'm glad that you're still here…I thought you wouldn't want to stay any longer…"

He jumped out of his seat and into the air to float over to me. He laid in the air, leaning his head down to mine. I looked into his fresh blue orbs, my face taken over by the color red.

"Ah told ye, friends are precious."

I blinked and smiled back at him, giggling a little. All the sad weight in my heart lifted.

"Yes…they are!"

He smiled back, his ears twitching. "By te wei…"

I blinked again, looking at him as he stood on the ground, "Wot on earth is ye name?"

I blushed, realizing that I hadn't introduced myself.

"O-oh dear! Excuse me for not introducing myself earlier!" I bowed quickly. "My name is Chihiro Takahashi!"

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Awwwww! I love Jin. He makes me happy, with his accent and all. That was my first time writing Jin in anything…how do you think it was? I'm writing this story to get back into writing...I've been gone form this account far too long.