Cream.

Yorushihe

Neuro&Yako's "fluffy" forgotten scenes.

PS: This is Just fluffy stuff... fluffy as in, bloody fluffy… this is a Neuro fanfic after all~!
PS²: these characters do not belong to me; nor the series in which they belong!

Ah, she knew she was stepping at dangerous soil. She knew her life could be taken within a blink of an eye… yet…

There she was.

A rather large bowl of whipped cream on hands. White-y, puff-y, sugar-y cream.

And there HE was… Her target.

A rather tall man snoozing softly at their office' sofa. Cute, evil, cunning man.

Oh, and let's not forget the prank she have planned. Perfect prank, just enough to show that monster not to bully her!

Perfect… well, she reasoned. Her weapon in this case was a bowl of white sugar cream, what could he do to make it backfire at her? A picture of herself covered head to toe on her own prank's tool came to her mind, but as soon as it came, it left. That wouldn't be so bad after all, she loved this specific recipe! It had extra sugar in it and could be eaten with whatever sweets she wanted. Such as Ice cream!

Hm… How about a few dishes of Odan, Sushi, Yakisoba, Takoyaki, Yakizakana and Gohan… oh, she could add to her tyuushyoku a few more Mochis and Onigiris, perhaps…

No!

She was side tracking!

She couldn't afford the factor distraction!

Food could wait… Her revenge couldn't.

Step by step she approached his figure. Feeling as if she was walking down to her own demise. It was her own demise after all if he ever woke up.

Coming near him and feeling this nervous wasn't helping at all. Her hands trembled and after her position of two feet away from him, her limbs refused to move anymore.

So she settled to watch him sleep.

He was so peaceful. She almost… ALMOST felt bad about what she was planning to do as soon as her control over her body returned.

It happened to early… Her control coming back, I mean. She felt not prepared mentally to her task.

"C'mon… how hard can this be?" Very, very much, Sky rocking difficultly hard.

Her brown eyes snapped back at her target. He had shifted his position slightly, his face now toward her, as if beckoning her to follow with her mischief. His soft breath along with the rise and fall of his chest. Lulling her, playing with the frail resolves of revenge she possessed.

Would a monster like him even have a heart beat? She wondered watching him breath.

She would ask him once his fury did not kill her.

Although, his body was pretty warm… SHOOOSH!

Sidetracking again…

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Yako thought he was asleep. He wasn't.

Neuro was very well aware of the prank Yako planned on pulling on him, using his moment of weakness to take advantage over.

Smart move… The vermin was evolving way faster than he thought.

But even so, it was the most stupid thing she could be doing. So her evolution canceled down her stupidness.

Ah, Neuro would be dammed if he did not humor her. He would play her game and win. So he kept his eyes closed and his breathing pattern evened, as if he was sleeping. Yako'd take the bait and carry on her plot.

The demon almost sighed when he sensed Yako stopping very near him. So, her self preservation instincts were kicking in? No no no no no, not if he had a say on it.

So he turned his head slightly at her direction. Grinning mentally when her motivation returned at the sight of his face.

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She contemplated for a second giving up her plan. Was it really worth it? She saw his lip twitch up over the corner of her eye. He was grinning, the bastard!

"Now… my pet… don't eat her so fast…she may cause you indigestion…"

What was he dreaming about? Her eyebrow twitched as she frowned.

She would SO continue her plan!

The girl covered the two feet distance quite slowly, but she managed at the end to hover over the form of her victim. Bowl with whipped cream at hands.

Now… now was time for him to pay! Yeah! Yako smirked, she'd love to see him wake up with a large bowl of cream worth on his face. Sure, he'd be beyond furious with her. Sure, she was up for a really tuff torture section… But, it'd be worth it!

Oh, yes it would!

Yako dipped the tip of her finger on the cream, scoping a generous portion…

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"What do you think you're doing, slave?" Yako' smirk cracked as her eyes widened in terror.

The cat caught the mouse stealing cheese. And by the way the cat's eyes shone dangerously, he was not happy.

Neuro's eyes narrowed on her shivering form. So… his slave was nervous? Good!

Using her moment of distraction, he took a hold on her bowl of cream, and even managed to switch places with her…

Now he was the one hovering over her.

When Yako realized the situation she was in, she just wanted to scream and disappear… but no… Neuro wouldn't let her go with what she was planning to do!

Ah, but she struggled. She still gave valor to her life, you see? And her struggle caused Neuro to pin her to the sofa, with him sitting on her stomach.

"I can explain!" She pleaded with teary eyes. "Please don't kill me!"

The demon' smirk made her wish she was already dead.

"What, pray I ask, was crossing your diminished mind when you thought you could take me off guard?" Brown orbs widened even more.

"You… you weren't sleeping?" The smirk turning into a maniac grin told her enough. Pointy teeth sticking out of his parted lip and all.

Oh God… She was going to die!

"You were loud enough to wake up half of this city" His face neared hers "You are as gracious as a hippopotamus, Yako"

If it wasn't for the dread she was feeling at the moment, she would have blushed madly when his hot breath caressed her face.

Soon enough, he got tired of terrorizing his slave psychologically, and decided to take some actions.

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Yako was in panic state. Her whole body shook… and his weigh on her stomach wasn't helping at all. Although she noted that he took special care not to crush her under him, very thoughtful of the monster… She closed her eyes in frustration.

Her breath hitched when she felt something cold and soft against her cheek. Cream…?

Oh no… The bastard was whipping the cream that was supposed to be whipped on his face, on her face? The nerve…

Soon her entire forehead followed the fate of the cheek, and after that, the other cheek… following behind, the chin, cheekbones, nose, lips… every inch of skin on her face was covered with the sticky, soft and white cream.

She could just watch him as he painted her face white, his expression thoughtful as if he was a painter contemplating a complicated piece of work.

Who wish it was just that what he was planning to do to her. Yako knew better… he would length her suffering for as long as he wanted.

Yako tried to open her eyes, there were cream on her eye lids too… And as soon as she did that, she started to wish even more that she was dead.

"Makai's 777 demon tool! Evil Taster!"

He sticked his tong out of his mouth, a very bizarre looking tong… well… his tong was covered with small mouths, that too sticked out theirs tongs at her, grinning wickedly.

"Oh no… Neuro, please!" Yako pleaded eyeing the small mouths… a few were sending kisses at her direction… "You don't eat human food!" She tried a different approach… Not working…

"My little friends are hungry…" For some reason, even with his tong sticking out of his mouth, his voice managed to sound ominously deep and scary.

And so, he neared her face, licking small bits of cream per time… taking delightful pleasure feeling her form squirm underneath his body. Still… he held her pinned securely on her place.

Half of her face was completely cream-sess… That same half was covered with spit dripped from the small mouths. Yako cringed at them… they're salivating on her before disappearing to wherever hell Neuro kept them!

Her torture section finished… but not soon enough… Yet… she was not free from the demon's clutches!

"Neuro! Let go!"She cried, desperate to take a bath and get rid of the sticking liquid all around her face.

"Who are you to order me, slave?" She stiffened… That tone of voice he used… meant no good thing.

"Sorry! Let go, please?" Yako felt his body shift a little, suddenly making the girl feel self conscious… There was a man- no, demon, sitting on top of her, pinning her down to a sofa and licking her face… She did what all the girls her situation would have done… She blushed madly.

"No…" Neuro's voice was deep and laced with humor… He just loved to make her suffer… "What is it…? Are you feeling attracted to your master?" ACK! He noticed her blush! Damn him…!

His face neared hers again… Green blazing eyes boring into frightened and uncomfortable ones.

"Neuro…!"

"I think I forgot a spot"

"I don't think yo-" He licked her… He licked her lips, where a flicker spock of cream was left. He licked it…

"There, all clean" Somehow, the devious smirk on his face should have prepared her to what was to come… But she chose to remain blissfully unaware of his intense stare.

Until It was too late, of course…

So why… OH GOD tell why! Was she missing him now that he let her go?