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2.

Phebe found focusing to be hard as she sat in her first period class. Last year the school had decided to do away with homeroom and so now the day started out with English. It was better than starting off with history, a subject she shared a mutual hate for with Chiho, but getting into the stories they were being forced to start the year off with was more than challenging. Chiho, as she sat next to Phebe, occupied her time with a magazine while Phebe herself stared out of the classroom window. Her thoughts were on the boy from earlier. She guessed he was one of the new students considering she'd never seen him before.

But his eyes…

His eyes bore heavily upon her, upon her soul. A chill ran down her spine just thinking about his gaze. Intense, crimson, never had she seen eyes like his before.

The first few periods flew by in a hurry, which Phebe was thankful for. Consumed by her own thoughts and Chiho's babble in the distant background, she was plenty distracted. She approached her locker to dispose of the books she accumulated to make room for the new ones she'd yet to acquire. She went to open her locker, gasping in horror as the door unstuck itself and swung out of her hand.

"I swear I'm not doing this on purpose!"

She went to console the boy now sprawled on the floor once again holding his face.

"Are you sure?" He asked as he swatted her hands away from him.

"Well who gets hit in the face twice in the same day?"

"Someone who thought their life wouldn't be in danger."

"Oh stop being so overdramatic."

"How about you watch where you swing that thing?"

Phebe sighed as she helped the boy up to his feet, relieved when she didn't see another bloody nose when he lowered his hands away from his face to glare at her. She grinned sheepishly, "You alright?"

"For now," He answered pointedly. "Are you going to hit me in the face again?"

"Hopefully not," She said. "I'm Phebe, you new?"

His head tilted, "How did you know?"

"Only knew kids get hit in the face that many times in one day." She teased. He seemed unfazed by her jokes. "In a town this small, new people stick out like a sore thumb. You got a name?"

"Sadao Maou," He said.

"Nice to meet you." Smiled Phebe. "And I'm sorry about your face, I'm not out to get you."

Maou seemed to consider her apology before eventually accepting, motioning to open his own locker. No more words were exchanged as the two gathered their things from their lockers. The silence was only interrupted when Elie, Phebe's brother, approached her with the short haired brunette from earlier.

He watched as the large boy threw his strong arms around Phebe's lithe shoulders, giving her a squeeze. She girl gave an annoyed roll of her eyes but even he knew that it was exaggerated and playful in nature for as she turned to face her brother she greeted him with a smile.

Her smile, broad and warm. What they spoke about he didn't bother listening to, but all he could seem to focus on was her. The way her body language changed entirely. From the shy, timid, almost self conscious, to freely open and relaxed in a matter of minutes.

"Oh, Elie, Chiho, this is Maou. He's new."

He blinked at the sudden mentioning of his name. He turned fully, after being addressed, and grinned awkwardly. "Uh, hey." He said.

"Nice to meet you," Chiho smiled. "Did you ever stop by the nurse?"

"No," Maou shook his head. "I'll live."

Elie, on the other hand, remained quiet at first. He studied Maou, pondering just how he knew his little sister. He made sure to leave a lasting impression on the new student, as he reached out to shake the kid's hand firmly. It didn't take much for one to figure out that the boy was as protective of his sister was a father his daughter.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Phebe's brother." Elie said, curtly.

Maou shook his hand with equal strength.

"Alright," Phebe said speaking over the silent yelling match going on between the new student and her brother. "Chiho and I are off to biology. Elie, don't you have somewhere you need to be? And new kid, watch your face. Other people won't be so kind to give up their tissues." And with that she parted ways with the boys, pulling Chiho along with her. She waved the boys off as she and her friend tortted away.

"Are you sure it's wise to leave Elie alone with the new kid?" Chiho couldn't help but ask.

"Oh sure," Phebe replied casually. "He won't do anything."

Though even she knew that was less than truthful.

Phebe sat at her desk in her math class, eyes set ahead on the board where the numbers danced in white chalk, unable to focus. Chiho, by this time, had put aside her magazines and lip gloss to focus on the lesson being taught while she herself found it hard to grasp the words leaving the teacher's mouth. Her body was there and accounted for, but her mind drifted off elsewhere.

He said his name was Sadao Maou.

Odd, but it had a nice ring to it.

He was attractive, that much she could admit. The contrast of his scarlet eyes and fair skin never once failed to leave her staring in wonder each time she's encountered him. His presence alone provoked a curiosity in her like none other, and she supposed that bothered her the most.

Feeling utterly useless sitting in math class, trigonometry of all sub classes, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief when the bell dismissed them to lunch. Phebe and Chiho, along with every other student that piled out of their classes, made their way to the cafeteria.

Chiho stretched her lithe arms out in front of her, working the crinks out of her fingers as she did so. "I feel so accomplished today!" She said. The girl had always had a soft spot for math and history. "After practice, I'm gonna go home, take a nice hot bath, and start on some of the homework."

Phebe, on the other hand, could very well do without math. It was one of those subjects she not only had a hard time grasping but she also didn't care for it. She shrugged as they approached their usual table, the table they've been sharing since they were freshmen right out of middle school.

"I will shower, drown my sorrows in a large bowl of ice cream, and ignore all the homework we were just given."

Chiho regarded her with a silent, chiding look, before turning her attention back to the table. She smiled at the familiar face that waved half heartedly back at her. "Emi!"

Emi smiled in return as her friends took their seats at either of her side, Chiho offering her usual hug. "Sorry about missing you guys this morning," She said. "Something came up."

"No worries," Phebe spoke up as she unpacked her lunch. "Is everything alright?"

"Oh yeah, everything is fine." Emi dismissed. "So do we have any classes together this year?"

"We do," Chiho beamed. "We've got math and biology together!"

"Great," Nodded Emi.

"And we have new students this year," Chiho went on to explain. "And according to some of the girls on poms they're upper classmen." She winked at her friends.

"Speaking of new kids…" Phebe got up from the table. "I'll be right back."

Emi and Chiho watched as Phebe made her way over to where the new kids were seated casually.

Phebe slid into the chair opposite of Maou, grinning as she said, "Hey new ki-" She took in the appearance of the two other boys with him. "Kids…"

Maou smiled kindly in return, "Hey Phebe. This is Shiro Ashiya and Hanzo Urushihara."

The boys, Ashiya and Urushihara, gave her only a moment of their time before continuing their own conversation.

"I take it you three transferred together?" Maou nodded, taking a large bite out of his sandwich. "Did you find the rest of your classes ok?"

"I did," He nodded. "Thank you for asking. I take it your friend is not pleased that you are over here with us."

Phebe glanced over her shoulder to see what it was he was talking about, chuckling lightly. "The one glaring is Emi, for the most part she's harmless. Unless she's debating against you, then you're on your own. And the one chattering away is Chiho. If you want to know anything about anyone, go to her."

Maou nodded as he regarded the other two females, blatantly ignoring the glares the one known as Emi was giving him. He opened his mouth to say something else when the one of her friends, Chiho he believed her name was, began to call out to her.

"Phebs! Hey Phebs!" The brunette waved.

Phebe smiled sheepishly at Maou as she stood to excuse herself, "Well, gotta go. See ya!" She stopped, turning back to the table. When she noticed he had been watching her leave, a small but noticeable blush rose in her cheeks. "It was nice meeting you, Urushihara, Ashiya."

And with that, she left.

OoOoOo

The air around them settled as the barrier that surrounded their home dropped. It took just a smidge of their magic to keep the small cabin hidden in the woods among the western redcedars, a small price to pay considering how long they would have to be in the human world.

Every hundred years the demon king, the devil himself, had to make a journey to the human world to devour the hearts of a certain amount of humans in order to not only keep his power but to maintain the gate that separated the two worlds. The whole ritual begins with the offering of one pure maiden's heart, and from there the blood bath ensures.

All throughout history small towns that were known to only a few would suddenly up and vanish in the middle of the night, its people feasted upon by the devil and his demon kind.

Now they have chosen Forks.

Satan's lips curved at the thought of spilling blood, Phebe's blood. Her warm life's essence staining the earth red as her heart stopped in his hands. He envisioned how sweet she would taste, after all her smell alone was intoxicating.

The three demons stepped inside their temporary human quarters, Lucifer hissed out an annoyed groan as he began to undress.

"I need to shower, get the stench of human off of my skin."

"I am with Lucifer," Alciel agreed. "Humans and their various scents are beginning to take a toll on me too."

"You both know this is something that cannot be rushed," Satan said. "I'm used to Lucifer complaining, but you Alciel? What is troubling you?"

"Sire… there is something about this town that just does not sit right with me."

Satan gave him a thoughtful look, as if considering his opinion, before other general chimed in once again.

"There is only one human in this sad excuse for a town who's smell doesn't bother me as much, and it is the one who met us earlier." Lucifer said. "I think she is the one who should be offered, so we can finally put this place under out boots."

Lucifer just didn't know how right he was.