Author: Hello again! The next two chapters are kinda just fillers before his actual plan unfolds. I was planning on editing them out but...I wrote them already so oh well haha. Thank you all so much for the reviews! This one is short, but please enjoy! :)
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It's a Tradition
Chapter 2: Preparations are Complete
Sunlight streamed through the window, warming the bed, and stirring the sleeping girl.
Slowly, Yako opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was her ceiling, clear except for the spinning fan. For some reason, she always expected him to be there, watching her with his bright green eyes.
Maybe she was just losing her mind.
Pushing the feelings she didn't want to think about aside, her brown eyes shifted to the clock by her bed. She REALLY didn't want to be late again. Her still sleepy eyes read 7:10...and she didn't have to be at the office until 9:00. Irritation coursed through her body.
'I really need to get some blinds' she thought.
Yako rolled to her side and tried to go back to sleep. But like last night, her mind kept her awake. Something about the way Neuro had looked at her the night before made her heart speed up and her mind work overtime. While telling the demon her story, she caught a look on his face that she had never seen before. But before she could decipher it, he had put his mask back on. The mask that pushes people away, that says no one is allowed any deeper than that.
The girl sighed. She wanted to understand him, to be able to know him better, but he wouldn't let her.
Or maybe he didn't know how to let her in.
Every time she asked a question that would hopefully open him up a bit, he would resort to teasing or, in the worse case scenario, torture. Sometimes he would even ignore her altogether. But the worse case scenario occurred more often.
She kept telling herself it didn't matter, that she was only a lowly human to him. But then, every once in awhile he would do something that would make her doubt that.
Maybe…Or maybe it was just a demon thing. It's not like she knew many sadistic demons from Hell.
Her mind kept going over everything a million times, like most girls often do. The feelings she had pushed aside earlier, and always did when they popped up, tried to resurface. Again she snuffed them out before her mind could take hold of them and tell her what they really meant. Suppressing such strong feelings always exhausted her, and before she knew it, sleep claimed her once again.
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It was all set up.
All his preparations were complete. Now all he needed was for her to come running in. She was always late, so he knew she would.
He climbed onto the ceiling taking his position to ambush her. The room was almost completely full of them. No matter where she walked in the room, she couldn't get away from it.
A smug grin appeared on his face.
She would surely surrender to him now. A trauma like this would break her. But a small part of him hoped that if she did surrender, she would wait until after he had done it.
It surprised him, to be hoping for such a thing.
He realized he was actually anticipating her shock to paralyze her at first, so that he would have no reason not to. Quickly he pushed those idiotic feelings away, crushing them before they could take root.
Surprising indeed.
