Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! i'm going slowly on stories because i'm on my parents computer, so it makes it hard to upload chapters. Please forgive me! this problem will hopefully be fixed soon. and as for my other story, yeah i'm screwed as to how to go on.


Len the Demon Boy

Here I was trapped against a tree with some demon guy kissing me; what the hell! The sensible part of me wanted to break the kiss, punch the guy in the face, then run away. Oddly enough though the majority of me wanted more. I wanted to deepen the kiss and just get lost in him so badly and it in all honesty disgusted me that I wanted that. I had never wanted something like that. I was frozen in place and my eyes were wide open with shock. My surprise lasted only a moment though. Slowly closing my eyes I hesitantly responded to the kiss my body still frozen in terror. When I responded I felt Len's lips curl up in a smile.

Len pulled back and part of me felt sad about that. "And you thought you could resist any guy."

"What the hell do you think you're doing and what do you mean I belong to you!" I shouted my eyebrows furrowed together in anger.

"What did I say about being rude?" Len's red eyes stared deep into mine making it so that I couldn't look away. "Have you ever wondered why your parents are never home and why they don't care about you? That's because you're not really their child."

"What are you talking about?" I whispered hardly believing this guy would say something like that.

"Your parents stole you from the demon realm. None of the demons are sure how they managed to steal you but they did. For insurance reasons. You see they knew about demons and for so long had wanted power over them. There was no way they could do that unless they had something one of us really wanted and was willing to trade for. Humans can make deals with demons, but of course only if both ends agree with it. No demon wanted to make a deal with them since we knew what they were after and they started getting frustrated. We demons don't have need for any deals anymore but they wanted to be the wealthiest and most attractive people in the world. Since no demon was willing to make a trade they decided to steal the daughter of the two most powerful demons. That would be you."

I stared at the teen in front of me. "What is with that load of crap! There is no way none of that is true!" I was beyond freaked out now. The only thing I wanted was for me to wake up and realize this was all some messed up dream.

Len laughed softly. "You are actually 120 years old; same age as me. Now before you go saying that's impossible demons age differently. For every eight years we live we add one year to life. To make this simpler to understand if I existed for sixteen years I would actually be only two years old. Since you're fifteen you are 120 years old. They stole you when you were thirteen, but you do still age like a demon in a sense." He brushed my hair behind my ear and leaned forward to whisper right next to my ear, "While you were a demon we were what could you say an item. And before you freak out we didn't do anything like having sex; remember you're the ruler of the demons daughter. Doing something like that with you would have very well cost me my life. All though your parents and mine had already agreed that once we were of age we were to be wed."

"Wait a minute; you're saying that I loved you! And that I've kissed you before and was going to be married to you!" I couldn't believe what he had just told me. There was no way any of this was true.

Stroking my hair Len leaned back a little and said in a quiet voice, "Yes, love, it's all true. We've been looking for you and now that we've finally found you I was sent here to bring you back. Thereby claiming what is rightfully mine."

"B-but I've never even liked a guy before!" I insisted.

"The demon part of you knew that you loved someone else and made your conscious self remember that and that's probably why you were never interested in any guys. Your demon part is still there but it's dormant right now. I'll have to help you awaken it before I can take you back to where you belong. And once your demon self is awakened you won't have any trouble remembering any of what I'm telling you," Len explained all of this while stroking my hair in a soft rhythmic fashion.

"This is crazy. This is completely and utterly crazy!" I looked up at Len tears stinging my eyes. "You mean to say that I don't even belong here! That my 'parents' have been lying to me all this time!" When the demon nodded his head I slid down so that I was sitting against the tree. I hugged my knees to my chest for some kind of comfort since I had changed into my jeans and a bright orange t-shirt with a picture of a smiling orange on it. Tears started rolling down my cheeks and I could feel myself falling apart into a million pieces. The wind decided to start blowing right then and I shivered to add to my crying. Through my tears I could see Len crouched down in front of me his eyes filled sadness at the fact that I was crying.

"Rin, I don't like seeing you like this. I never have and I never will." He brushed the tears off my face and pulled me back up by my shoulders. "Why are you so upset about the fact that they were lying to you? They were never home anyway and they never really cared about you."

I gave him a look of utter disbelief. "I have been lied to for two years even though I'm in the mind set I've been living with them my whole life! Of course I'm going to be upset about this!" I screeched. After I was done with my mini rampage I turned on my heel and stomped off. The tears had thankfully stopped falling. I was jerked to a stop though when someone grabbed my forearm, spun me around and wrapped their arms around me holding me close. "Let go of me!" I shouted struggling vainly to get out of his grip.

Len just smirked at me (which might I say was drop dead gorgeous) and said, "We need to focus on awakening your demon self."

"Len I said let go of me! I highly doubt all this crap you're saying is even true, so just leave me alone!" I somehow managed to rip myself free from his grip and started running. I wasn't quite sure where I was running but I was hoping that I was going in the direction of my house. My feet pounded along the ground never ceasing to stop as the wind blew my hair back and threatened to rip off my bow. I made it all the way home and had to stop to catch my breath before I could find the energy to find my key. "Wait a minute; where's my key!" I dug around desperately in every pocket I had only to remember that I hadn't grabbed my key since I hadn't been expecting to go out.

"Need help getting in?" Len's smooth voice came from right behind me. He was standing behind me with his arms crossed in front of his thin chest.

I glared at him, balling my hands into tight fists. "I don't need your help so just get the hell out of here!" I hissed through gritted teeth. We were in a neighborhood now so disrupting the peace wasn't such a good idea.

Laughing with his red eyes glinting with mischief, Len stepped up to the front door of the house. He grabbed the brass door knob and wrenched it around. The sound of locks breaking was heard as they broke with a loud snapping sound. Len pushed the door open and spread one arm out as though welcoming me into my house. "Are you sure you want me to 'get the hell out of here'?"

I honestly just wanted to punch the jerk right in his pale little face. "Yes I'm still sure I want you gone." I stomped past him without so much as a thank you. I made a bee line straight for the kitchen determined to get an orange. Oranges could always lift my mood and I definitely needed some mood lifting right about now. I ripped viciously into the skin of the orange taking my anger out on the poor innocent fruit.

"You always loved oranges. That's something that carried over to your human self," Len commented out of nowhere.

I whipped around to see the demon boy sitting in one of the stools at the island in my kitchen. I looked back over at the door to see that it was shut and it even looked like it had locked. "Did you fix the lock?"

"Well of course. Can't have some creeper coming in and harming you," Len stated matter-of-factly.

"Too late; there already is a creeper in my house," I muttered under my breath before taking a bite of my delicious orange. I grumpily sat down on the couch staring blankly at the TV that had some random movie on it. I crossed my feet on the coffee table. "If you would be so kind as to leave my house I would greatly appreciate that. Oh and don't bother coming around again and try convince me I'm some demon turned human."

"I have no idea how to go about awakening your demon self and therefore returning you back to a demon, but I'm sure I can figure out how to do that," Len rambled as the sound of his steps left the kitchen and entered the living room. He gracefully (definitely inhumanly) sat himself down beside me on the couch and rested one foot on his knee. With one hand he was holding a banana and with the other he started peeling the yellow fruit. "Do you remember that I love bananas?"

"No because guess what I don't even know you! I've never met you before in my life, so why would I remember something like that about you!" I shouted not caring that I was yelling right in his ear.

Len laughed lightly at me as he ate his food. "I guess I better start brainstorming how to turn you back to your true form." And with that he got a thoughtful look on his face as though he were trying to figure out a math problem.

I went to take another bite of my orange only to find out that it was gone. For once the amazing food hadn't been able to put me in even a slightly better mood. Sitting there grumpily I stared at the TV refusing to look at the freak sitting next to me. All though for a freak he was pretty damn good looking if I do say so myself. It was a little creepy that he looked so much like me, but didn't they say that out there in the world is a person who could pass off as your twin? "You know if I'm really a demon you're searching for how come you didn't find me sooner? We haven't moved for two years, so how come you haven't been able to find me?"

Len swallowed the last bite of his banana before he explained, "We aren't sure how they did this either but they've somehow managed to hide their location. A few months ago I actually came down here to see if I could find you and I guess their cloaking device or whatever finally gave out and I was able to track you down." He tossed the peel behind him and it actually landed straight in the garbage. Turning on the spot so that his lower back was pressed against the arm of the couch he placed his index finger under my chin and turned my head to look at him. "Obviously kissing you won't bring your memory back, but what will? There's got to be something that will make it click."

"Get your finger away from my face before I bite it off," I growled twitching with my seething rage.

"Well maybe it'll work…" Len was obviously thinking out loud. Before I could make a move to stop him he scooted forward a little and pressed his lips against mine once again. He had my shoulders in a gentle yet firm grip to make sure that I couldn't break away.

Again I tried to let the part of me that wanted to break away become the dominant part, but apparently that wasn't happening. With an inward sigh, I hesitantly let myself respond to the kiss. I fisted my hands in my lap though not wanting to let him deepen the kiss or anything like that. My heart was beating like crazy and I could feel my resolve of being stubborn slipping away with no hope of holding onto it. I let out a squeak of surprise and my eyes widened slightly when I felt Len's tongue flick against my lip. I made sure that the pervert couldn't get his tongue in my mouth and tried to pull back from the kiss, which surprisingly he actually let me pull away. "What do you think you're doing!" I shouted trying to back away, but he kept his hands on my shoulders to make sure I couldn't break away.

Len gave me a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that; guess I got a little carried away and remembered when you were still your demon self." A light went on his eyes and he grinned like a little kid. "Of course why didn't I think of that before!" He spun me around so that my back was facing him and grabbed the bottom of my shirt starting to pull it up.

"WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING!" I screeched slapping him hard in the face. I twisted around to face him my face flushed red and hollered, "I don't know what you think you're doing but-" I was cut off by the demon teen slapping his hand onto my mouth.

"Maybe I should've explained before I just started acting. Sorry I was just a little overjoyed that I had thought of this. You see demons all have a special marking right between their shoulder blades. If they somehow messed with that it would probably put your demon self into a dormant state," Len gave his theory on how to regain my memory.

Really the only thing I cared about was how I should kill him for doing something like that. His hand was still clamped over my mouth and there was no way I could overpower him in order to speak my mind.

Letting out a sigh of slight frustration Len spoke. "If you just let me look I swear I won't do anything to you, all right?"

I raised my eyebrow giving my answer of 'do you really think I trust you?'

"You leave me no choice Rin." Len closed his eyes for a second before reopening them. When he opened them they were still red but right around the outer edges of his eyes there was some kind of purple glow. "Rin, you need to just let me look since I swear to you that I won't do anything to you. I just want to look to see if they messed with your mark since that's the only thing I can think of that would make your true self dormant."

The cheater had used the weird mind voice thing and I felt myself turn my torso back around my muscles relaxed. I needed to figure out if there was someway to block that stupid voice. I didn't appreciate the fact that he could make me do whatever he wanted. Since he had removed his hand from my mouth, I growled, "I'm gonna kill you later for this."

Len just chuckled softly. Once again he grabbed my shirt and started to lift it up. When he reached my arms I lifted my arms up (as though I was possessed which I was) and he pulled the orange shirt over my head.

My entire face turned a bright shade of red at the fact that I wasn't wearing a shirt. No guy had ever seen me in just a bra and I hadn't exactly wanted that to happen for a few more years. My nails were digging into the palms of my hands almost drawing blood as I sat there in my bright green bra waiting for the effects of the voice thing to wear off so that I could turn and kill the guy.

"Hm…there doesn't appear to be anything wrong with it, but that doesn't mean they didn't mess with it," Len muttered. Thankfully he replaced my shirt and let me have my freedom back. "See I told you I wouldn't do anything to you. After all you still are the demon ruler's daughter and if he found out I did anything to you he would definitely kill me."

I scooted to the opposite end of the couch facing the look a like and said through gritted teeth, "I don't care if you didn't touch me. You still made me take my shirt off, you've taken away my free will and you keep kissing me!" I crossed my arms tightly in front of my chest gripping my arms till my knuckles turned white. The movie had ended and now some freakishly weird comedy show was sounding. "Even though I've said it a lot, I'm gonna say it again: get out of my house before I call the cops!"

"Calling the cops wouldn't do you any good, so don't even bother," Len stated in a bored expression. He was staring intently at the wall obviously trying to think of another way to 'awaken my demon self' or some crap like that.

We sat in silence for a few minutes and during that small amount of time I felt my eyelids starting to droop shut and my head fell against the side of the couch. I stifled a yawn as best I could; no way did I need him knowing I was getting tired. My arms uncrossed and I curled up against the couch not being able to keep myself awake longer. I felt the couch sink down and opened my eyes to slits to see Len was now sitting in front of me.

"I had a feeling you would be getting tired soon." He got up off the couch and untied my bow. I wanted to protest when he picked me up but I was too flat out tired to do anything except sleep; I wasn't even sure how I had gotten so exhausted. I guess having a demon use the mind thing on you wore a person out. For some reason I felt safe in Len's arms and like it was where I belonged, but there was absolutely no way either of those feelings were true. The creaking of the stairs reached my ears and I had no idea how he knew where my room was, but he walked right into my room and laid me down on my bed. He kissed my cheek and whispered, "Goodnight Rin. I love you and I promise I'll help you even if it kills me."


Damn, Len really just likes to kinda do whatever the hell he wants. Poor Rin. rate, review, and anything else. bye bye and I'll hopefully get the next chapter up real soon!