If you squint you can probably see something that looks like a plot. Probably.
Here, just take this godforsaken second chapter. Nothing really happens much in this chapter except Maki being really gay.
Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.
Frustration.
Confusion.
And quite frankly…just plain irritated at all of this. Maki impatiently continued to tap her pencil on her desk as she halfheartedly took notes while the professor droned on and on. Her head was still killing her and she needed to remind herself to strangle a certain orange-haired girl for having the most brilliant idea on going to a bar and getting completely shit-faced.
Speaking of said girl though…
Maki glanced over to Rin, who was pretending to pay attention with her book in her face. The professor didn't notice, but Maki could plainly see Rin opening up Neko Atsume on her phone and doing a small fist pump as she seem to acquire a new cat. After that…ordeal, it was as though Rin did not recall a single thing about that meeting with that devil. Did she had some sort of memory altering magic too or something?
This was starting to feel like one of those weird supernatural anime and Maki was the poor human loser that had to deal with it all.
She needed to figure out a way to get rid of that devil. Maki was certain the devil mentioned something about breaking the contract. But how? The little hell spawn hamster wasn't going to make it easy and tell her anything about it, Maki was certain of that. Maki sighed as she rest her cheeks on her palm while glancing back over at the professor, trying her best to regain focus. Amethyst eyes glanced down to her other hand and she started at the inky black tattoo that was etched onto her skin.
First the devil comes into her life yammering about contracts and souls.
Then she tries seduce one her friends.
And now she gives Maki a tattoo.
Maki touched her forehead trying to contain the long loud sigh that wanted to escape her lips. The one time Maki agrees to go drinking and everything goes to literal hell.
Finally after the long grueling hour, class was over.
As soon as the professor dismissed the class, Maki spent no time packing all her belongings and bolting out the room – ignoring the loud whiny "Maki-chaaaaaaan?" from the room. The foreboding fear that continued to gnaw at the back of Maki's brain. She had to hurry, hurry and find a way to get rid of that devil and pretend none of this never happened. Who knows what else that thing would do?
"Oh. Excuse me." Maki quickly muttered as she bumped into someone. The other woman only nodded with a polite smile before walking off. Maki halted for a second as she looked back at the stranger; whose back was still turn to her as she continued walking away, her blonde hair flowing gently in the wind. "Whoa...a…foreigner…?"
The blonde could still feel the piercing amethyst eyes on her and she glanced back giving Maki a sly grin, her own blue cerulean eyes twinkling. "Is there anything else I can help you with, ma'am?" she spoke in fluent Japanese, her voice cool and deep. Maki had to fight the urge to smack herself as she realized she was caught staring at a stranger, "Sorry. For a second, I thought you...uh...look like someone. Uh…sorry again! Bye!" and just as quickly and clumsy like the apologies, Maki ran off. The blonde looked back as the red-headed bolted down the street. The smile on her face dropped into a frown as she narrowed her eyes. She raised her hand to her face , staring right at the back of her palm. It was faded and wasn't seen against the pale white skin, but a small glowing symbol lit up for a few seconds before dimming back down.
"So this is where you been hiding…" Her lips twisted into a smirk and she clenched her hand tightly.
Maki finally made it to her apartment after that. The red-head took a deep breath, pacing herself outside her apartment door. She was afraid. Afraid of what she'll see when she opens that door. Is it going to look like hell with souls flying around and everything on fire? Or maybe bones and blood splattered everywhere? She shivered at that thought, pinching the bridge of her nose and groaning loudly. Blood is really hard to clean out of the floor.
"Come on, Nishikino. You can do this. Sure she's a magical being with powers and abilities you don't quite understand nor actually believe they exist. Just get in there and how her just what humans are capable of!"
And then after that Maki can go back to her boring normal life filled with normal boring…life things.
"Okay. Logically…that is how my life is. As sad as it is…but thinking about it like that is kinda…pathetic." Maki mumbled aloud in front of her apartment room obviously not looking like an insane person. She shook her head fervently, "Whatever! I just don't want no freaking hell imp seducing my friends and giving me lame tattoos!" with renewed vigor and confidence, Maki swung the door wide opened. She blinked, bracing herself for any surprise that may come at her.
"W-what the?!" Maki's eyes widen as she entered the room and closed the door, taking in the state of her apartment. Everything was…
Everything was…
Everything was…clean.
Like…clean clean…not like before accidentally summoning the devil, clean. But like…even before Maki lived here, clean. Living by herself, Maki didn't really clean or cooked. She generally just got take outs or just buy a crate of tomatoes at the Farmers Market. All the trash that once littered the living room was gone and out of sight. The carpet even looked like it was cleaned AND vacuumed. There was a slight scent of Pine-sol in the air and Maki looked at the small kitchen area and softly gasp.
The pile of noodle bowls and pizza box that once filled the sink and trash bins in the corner were all gone. The kitchen tiles were gleaming white, free from all the stains that had caked into it. Maki was completely sure that the tiles were originally patterned. Maki continued to stare at her now cleaned kitchen for a few more seconds and shook her head. "Wow. It actually seems like a waste since I don't cook."
She snapped back into focus and remember one more place. "Did she…" Maki gulped as she slowly inched over to the door that led to her room. She creaked the door opened slowly and glanced inside.
The candles and mess from last night was all cleaned up. It looked even cleaner too, Maki was sort of impressed. But then she remembered that her little housemaid is actually a soul devouring manifestation of darkness from the pits of hell. A very tiny terror to Maki's boring life.
Speaking of that tiny terror from hell.
Maki glanced over and deadpanned as she watched Nico sat at her chair on her laptop playing a weird puzzle game…with a cladily dressed anime girl posing on the side.
"Dammit, Kyu. Shut the fuck up and just let me screw you already. Stupid unnecessarily hard human puzzle game."
"What…" Maki tried to grasp the situation at hand while remaining calm; she inhaled and then exhaled,"…the fuck are you doing?!" she yanked the headphones off of Nico's head, also ripping the wire out of the audio jack.
The anime girl's moans loudly filled the room and Maki turned beet red before slamming her laptop shut. "What the hell were you just doing?" She panted, trying to calm her heartbeat and hoping to whatever deity out there that she wouldn't get any complaints from the landlord.
"What did it looked like? I was playing a game."
"That anime girl wasn't wearing anything."
"Isn't that most games in general?"
"Where did you even get this game?! How did you even get on my laptop?!"
"Humans have so much questions. It's not much of a wonder that you guys end up making so much different fantasy bullshit stories and games where you guys slay us or fuck us." Nico shrugged as she spun around on the chair a few times, her eyes half-lidded and an annoying smug expression on her face.
Maki covered her face with her hands, screaming internally.
The black tattoo on her hand glowed an eerie color and Nico raised an eyebrow. "Hey, toots." Nico said while still spinning, Maki replied to her with a loud groan. "You seem sorta drained. You look like you got the life sucked out of you." Nico sniggered.
"I hate you so much right now." Maki said, her face still in her hands. The tattoo began emitting a strange glow and Maki flinched holding her hand in pain. "Shit! What the hell is up with this tattoo anyways?!" Maki screamed as she held it up for Nico to see. It felt like it was on fire. As if someone was currently branding Maki's hand.
"I was honestly gonna ask you the same thing too." Nico said as she stopped spinning, she propped her legs up and tilted her head in an adorable way that made Maki want to punch her in the face. "What the hell do you mean by that? This isn't your doing?" She felt her patience thinning.
Nico waved her arms in front of her. "Look, girly. To tell you the truth this is my first summon done in a drunken stupor. So whatever you did during the summoning rites was your own downfall."
"I was under the influence!"
"Well gol-fuckin-ly. Hell's court could honestly not give a shit for that. Besides it's your fault for drinking and summoning me. Haven't anyone ever taught you to not drink and summon the devil?"
Maki just stood there agape, her anger rising as Nico looked up at her with that smug face and gleaming red eyes. She took a deep breath before picking up the headset and slamming it on Nico's head. "Yeowch!" Nico rubbed her head and grumbled, picking the headset up and inspecting it to make sure it wasn't damaged. "Why do humans always resort to violence just because they don't wanna admit it's their fault?"
"I didn't ask for this…" Maki sighed as she sat down on her bed, her head hanging low.
Nico only looked at that silly human and clicked her tongue. "Oh come on. Neither of us asked for this. But as a devil, I'm going to make due with it and get all I can with this contract."
"I don't even know anything about the contract though!" Maki yelled frustrated that she was still unable to understand a single thing. "Isn't it unfair that only one party has full knowledge of this contract while the other doesn't?!"
Nico just blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Another time.
"It's…in the summoning book. Just read that?"
Maki blinked back at Nico. Her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth opened slightly. "What?"
Why didn't Maki think of that?!
"Why didn't I think of that?!"
Maki stood up quickly from the bed, "Where is it?!" She grabbed Nico's shoulders and shook her back and forth.
"Whoa whoa! Hands off the goods! Or bads…whatever." Nico's tail extended around Maki, pulling her away from Nico and giving the two a bit of distance. Maki froze as she felt the tail wrapped around her waist. "You can…control that?" Her voice cracked just a little as she felt the tail twitched against her side.
"Rude.That is my tail. And is as perfect as the rest of me." Nico said with pride, her eyebrow waggled and a dirty smirk appear on her face. "What's wrong? Are you actually scared of my tail?"
"N-no! It's just…weird…because humans don't…have tails…"
A tail slowly uncurled around Maki. The tip of the tail grazing the Maki's thigh causing her to gasp in surprise.
The tail twitched back and forth before flickering behind Nico and wrapping loosely on her neck. The very tip rubbing up against her cheek. Her red eyes gleaming and glowing in such an intensity that Maki felt a strange pull to the small girl.
"Well…I'm not a human, remember~" Nico giggled as she gave the very tip of her tail a light kiss. Maki gulped and rubbed her knees together.
Maki kinda wished that one single thought did not form in her brain.
The idea that even for just a remote second. She felt sort of…attracted to that small devil.
Maki quickly turned away from Nico, twirling a lock of her hair in that usual nervous habit that she have. She glanced everywhere, but Nico – remembering once again about the state of her apartment. She suppose she should thank the devil for not setting her apartment on fire. "I guess I should…thank you for keeping my place clean…you did…really great on cleaning…." Maki mumbled lowly that you wouldn't babe to hear if you weren't paying attention. She glanced back over at Nico waiting to hear some sort of conceited babbling about her being a great devil or something. It never came though.
Nico blinked before rocking back and forth on the chair and spinning. She scratched the back of her head, then her cheek.
Was…was she blushing? Was she embarrassed? Maki was now looking at Nico as she watched the small devil continue to fidget on the chair.
"I'm…sorta surprised you noticed…of course the place was a huge shitstain. But wow…I…I didn't think you'd actually would thank me." She rubbed her nose and quickly spun the chair facing away from Maki. "Humans are weird…"
Although it was really small, Maki saw a smile that wasn't the usual annoying smug smirk that made her want to punch that little shit. It was an actual genuine happy smile.
At that moment…Maki realized something.
The devil…is actually kinda cute.
"Fuck. Before I forget, where's that book?!"
Author's Babbling: I only wrote a second chapter because a Devil Nico AU is one of my turn-ons. Ironically enough there wasn't as much Devil Nico as I wanted to cram down on this chapter. Oh well, until next time or something.
Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and if you did, feel free to drop a review!
RRWhitey signing out!