Brother, I Think I Love You (4):
I'd like to start off with some words for Guest, since they oddly keep looking at my story despite that they dislike it... First, fanfiction get's about a third of its visitors from people who want to read and write smut, so you should get that. As for my rating, it's my way of warning idiots not to read my stories if your a kiddo, and I've realized I couldn't end up doing a lemon anyway. You can't report my story for I have no mature content, and haven't written any on this site. Also, I know a lot of stories that have been on here from years after 2002 and are still on the site. Lastly, there isn't a multiple crossover option, so I cannot place it as a crossover without somehow just saying, "This crosses over with about four other animes..." Also, they're cameos, not crossovers, get it right stupid. I'll say just one last time, Guest, I don't appreciate you and honestly think you are a rather pathetic person who keeps reviewing this story to tell me the same thing, and you can report my stories, but don't be crying to me when your site numbers drop from people leaving when you get rid of smuts. IF YOU DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO WRITE SMUT, DON'T GIVE THEM THE FREAKIN' OPTION TO RATE THEIR STORIES M!
Now! EVERYONE ELSE, COME HERE! I hope everyone can figure out this cameo, because I want people to love my story! We've had Black Butler, Soul Eater and Fairy Tale, so who should appear next?! We'll see... For this chapter, we left off with a cliffy, and now your biting your nails over what's going to happen, so read! Read and entertain yourselves! I lyed, this won't include the fair. That will be the next chapter... This is probably one of the deepest most actiony things I've ever written. Lol... XD Love me! And enjoy!
Mephisto flashed a smirk at Amaimon, who was considering giving in, but at the same time, he couldn't. Finally, in a moment of redemption, he managed to pull up his arms and jump up to the ceiling, safely out of his brother's reach.
"Ah, you're no fun..." Mephisto muttered with a grin and sat back in his bed, "I won't be trying that again, so you can come back down." Amaimon shot him a glare that said 'not a chance' and then pulled out a paper.
"Hey, guess what? There's a fair tomorrow and I'm going." The elder sighed and glanced out the curtains into the night.
"What's the sudden craving, the party wasn't enough for you?" The younger boy sighed, folding his arms while hanging off the ceiling like a bat.
"Well, you have fun at parties and I have fun at fairs. Amusement parks are even better, but the best part is all the treats and all the rides!" The green haired demon had a mini-fanboy moment over the thought before staring at his brother again.
"I guess... But that's tomorrow, you should go to bed. Oh, but shower first, I don't like my sheets smelling like a sweaty puberty-enduring teenager." The other blushed slightly, and backed his head back in offense. He then dropped down by the door, and turned back.
"Then, goodnight." Mephisto muttered and turned over in his massive bed and said back,
"Yeah, goodnight, now get out so I can sleep." The younger demon smiled before closing the door and heading towards the bathroom.
The mansion was always empty, it wasn't like Mephisto was popular with friends and stuff... A lot of people thought he was a creepy pervert who watched hentai and animes with helpless chibi girls. Though, the most popular animes were the one's he was a fan of... The teenage boy's shadow was small compared to all the shadows cast off the pillars of the mansion. The dark night left most of the halls and rooms totally black, but as a demon, Amaimon wasn't afraid of the dark, for he could see in the dark. With a final step, he was before the bathroom. The green haired boy turned the doorknob and entered the small room before undressing.
Once he was totally exposed, he flinched and locked the door before slinking into the shower and turning it on. The water burst from the golden-rimmed shower head, it ran down the slick, white curtain and over the large expanse of shampoos and soaps that the two had. Amaimon stepped in and stared at the water that hit the floor. He never liked going into the shower at first, even when he made it as hot as possible and then stepped in it always seemed to be cold. The demon licked his lips nervously and then stepped into the stream of water, flinching as it hit his body.
With a few turns south of the temperature, the demon found a cozy in between warm and hot. Reaching out and grabbing one of the bottles of shampoo, he couldn't help but let his mind wander, a shower was always a nice way of letting himself relax. Brother sure seemed pretty determined back there, Of course what had happened with getting pinned to the bed was what remained on his mind, I wonder if he was actually going to... The boy felt his face go hot at the thought, Would he? Would he if I told him I wanted him to? What if he hadn't listened to me and did it without my consent? The thought of that made him feel light-headed and made his head spin. Mephisto isn't gay is he? Does he like guys? Would he have slept with me? Carefully, and slightly disoriented, the male placed the shampoo back on the shelf of the shower.
Amaimon shook his head, Why am I thinking about this? Does it even matter, nothing happened anyway, and that's a good thing. Right? The demon turned slightly towards the shower head and let his head fall back into the wet stream. Mephisto is intelligent, handsome, he's wealthy, he's got a good job, and he's nice. Why wouldn't I like him? Yet, why do I feel unfulfilled that he didn't... He pulled his head forward and took a deep breath, panting since his head had been in the water. I don't understand... No matter what I tell myself, is it just not easy to accept? Why don't I just accept it?! A slight growl escaped him as he pushed his head against the side of the shower wall, and then pushed the rest of his weight against it.
"Why can't I just love him?" Amaimon mumbled and stared down at the drain, he felt like his heart was circling a drain. It may get away from the drain, but it was still spinning around it, and eventually, it would get sucked in. Hesitantly, he reached for the temperature again, turning it totally cold and shutting it off. He carefully got out of the shower and grabbed a towel off the rack and quickly dried himself off, turning towards the mirror and wiping the humidity off of it and gazing at his reflection. There'd be consequences if we were to be together, but I still want him. To the point where it isn't infatuation anymore, I do... I do love him.
The demon boy reached up and clasped his hand over his mouth, thinking he had said it out loud, luckily he didn't. He sighed and wrapped his towel around his waist and glanced one last time at the mirror, What are you thinking? Are you stupid? Why would you even risk a relationship with your own brother, something must be wrong with you. His reflection said, and the real one frowned in sorrow.
I just want him. I couldn't even resist him just now, I don't think I'll be able to stop liking him, or get over him. Is that because I'm always around him? He asked his reflection, which was reflecting a cocky expression.
You can't WANT him, he's your brother! He probably doesn't even like you, he'd probably screw you and then leave you. He certainly seems like he would. In fact, Mephisto doesn't even have a reason to keep you around. He's probably waiting until you go and beg him to- The mirror shattered before Amaimon's reflection could finish. A few drops of crimson fell from the demon's fist. The shattered pieces of glass scattered over the floor, and the demon was breathing hard, his face still contorted into one of rage. The boy relaxed his hand and let himself slump against the side of the bathroom floor, cupping his hands over his face and still breathing heavily.
Stop it. Amaimon's teeth grit together hard, Stop it. He's eyes watered and he gripped the back of his head hard. STOP. The demon started crying, this had been such a long night, it was already three, but it didn't matter. He had enough time to cry, Don't, just stop. With a trembling voice he spoke,
"But I can't stop..." Now practically sobbing, Amaimon sat by the still closed and locked door with his knees against his chest and his head resting on his knees. "An exorcist can kill me right now and I wouldn't care..." He sputtered and bit his lip, "Mephisto wouldn't care either." The boy looked back up and tried to take some deep breathes to calm himself, but he was already broken down, and he was having a hard time trying to get back up.
A soft knock made his eyes widen, "Hey... Let me in... I gotta use the bathroom..." The groggy voice of his brother sounded so strange from his usual over-pronounced and bombastic tone. Amaimon scrambled up and began trembling, his face showing worry. "I'm not kidding... Let me in, you idiot..." Mephisto said, his voice a little sharper as he knocked again, but harder.
The other demon couldn't do it, he couldn't open the door. Amaimon stayed by the wall and continued staring at the door in horror. The doorknob moved, and Mephisto gave a loud groan from outside. It didn't take long for him to say,
"Amaimon, are you okay?" The boy's heart was pounding in his ears. Don't come in. I don't want to see you. I don't want to even look at you! Just get away! Stop tormenting me! He screamed in his head, and put his hands over his ears, blocking out the noise of talking. "Amaimon!" The doorknob gave another reluctant twist and another, and another. "Hey! Moron, respond!" The door suddenly flew open, having been forced open by a master of locking and unlocking doors. The demon felt angry and at the same time more sad than describable. A pair of green eyes flared at the sight of the familiar blue ones.
"G-Go away... I-I don't want to see you..." Mephisto sighed, thinking it was just a weird mood swing, and began stepping forward, "I mean it! Get away!" The ground suddenly rippled and a loud rumble sounded. The elder was HIGHLY unamused by this,
"Amaimon, calm yourself. What has you so worked up?" Mephisto asked and looked down at his now cracked bathroom floor.
"I said to get out of here! I don't want to see you EVER again!" Emphasizing his point, the demon sent out a large seismic wave right there at his own lover and brother. The other, not expecting such a thing, was sent flying through the bathroom wall. "I hate you! I hate you so much! I just want you to disappear! Quit making me feel this way!"
Mephisto shifted out of the rubble of his wall and grimaced, This isn't normal at all. What's happening? Why is he so... Pissed and moody? "Amaimon, I will summon the clock if you don't calm down. At this rate, you'll be fixing my wall, my floor and my mirror." The other kept a face of stern disgust. It bothered Mephisto at the very least, and if anything, was disturbing.
"I'll kill you if you don't leave!" That did it, The older demon stood up and made a large shield suddenly. He went over and pushed Amaimon against the wall,
"Stop it." The older one said strictly. The other trembled, knowing that he was in the wrong and had awoken his brother's rage, but he wasn't resolved. "Now, what's wrong. Tell me." The younger looked down and kept his mouth shut. The other lifted Amaimon's chin roughly and grabbed his wrists roughly. "I said, tell me." The other suddenly snapped.
"YOU! You're what's wrong with me!" Mephisto leaned forward,
"That doesn't make any sense, little brother." Amaimon pulled back, his face flushed from the shower, the anger and the humidity.
"Here, let me resolve the issue." The elder said suddenly and let go of the younger boy's wrists. Carefully, he pulled the demon against his body and pushed his lips into his damp hair. Amaimon's skin prickled and he gained goosebumps. Yet, there wasn't a thought in his mind as he flung his arms around his brother equally and sobbed. Mephisto held him close and tight.
"It's okay. I'm right here... I don't know what's wrong, but I'm here." Amaimon didn't respond, just continued to ball his eyes out and locked his arms and claws into his brother's pajamas. I don't know what the problem was, but I hope he'll tell me tomorrow. Obvious I'm partially to blame, but I don't know what exactly I did to set him off...
It had been a long night, there was no denying that. Mephisto did manage to calm Amaimon down though. In fact, he ended up with the younger one sleeping in his bed. It wasn't a bad thing, it was a little strange though, and since he'd been such a mess, he hadn't told him to put on any clothes... So his little brother was sleeping naked next to him, for some odd reason, it was hot.
Mephisto flicked a hair out of his face and glared down at the boy. I hope he does know I'm not letting him off the hook for that one. Amaimon turned slightly and groaned in is sleep slightly,
"Hey, are you awake?" The purple haired demon asked and stared at him... Silence was his answer, but he did hear something unexpected.
"Love me... Okay... Brother..." The younger boy was obviously sleep-talking, but it was some serious stuff. Mephisto felt his brow twitch,
"Amaimon... Loves... Me...?" Feeling more than curious, he leaned down and waited intently for the demon to say something. He didn't get anything for a while, but before he got up and gave up, he heard something and felt a tug on his sleeve.
"Don't leave me..." Amaimon was looking up at him, his eyes shinning from him just waking up.
"Fine, I want breakfast in a little bit though, so not too long." There was a look of pleasantly surprised shock in his eyes as Mephisto sat back down and stared tenderly at him.
"I'm sorry... For last night... I was just angry..." Mephisto flattened back down on the bed and rested his head on his hand while sitting sideways and staring lovingly at Amaimon.
"It's alright." The other looked shocked beyond belief, and it looked amusing on the face of someone who was usually so monotone.
"Why are you so calm? Aren't you worried?" Mephisto smirked and moved slightly closer to him discretely.
"I care about you. Not about my bathroom, though it does bother me." The other looked up in confusion. Mephisto grinned and then leaned close to his little brother's face. "Have I ever told you how cute you are? Or how nice your eyes are?" The green haired teenager continued looking confused and shocked.
"Uh, no you haven't..." He muttered and blushed. Mephisto then smiled,
"Or how kissable your lips are?" Before Amaimon could catch onto what Mephisto had planned, the older demon kissed him. With a quick decision, he pushed the younger one against the bed, almost forgetting that the other was nude. Amaimon reached up and wrapped his arms around Mephisto, and kissed back for all it was worth.
I look forward to that fair tomorrow, perhaps I can get us stuck on the top of the Ferris wheel... Mephisto thought and finally pulled away, gazing down in satisfaction at the younger boy who was now flushed.
"Uh... So, do you care to explain why you're acting so funny?" Amaimon said after a moment of awkward silence. Mephisto got up and moved around the bed to help Amaimon out of bed.
"Sure. But over breakfast, I would like to ask you some things too. But first, get some clothes on, you'll get my sheets smelling like you." Amaimon smirked and his eyes shinned slightly, and he added in a seductive tone.
"I don't think you'd particularly mind that. I do smell like candy..." Mephisto gave an equal smirk, and said in a similar tone,
"I suppose that's true. Maybe I can try a few things before breakfast..."
Wow. What have I spent the last three hours of my time writing... NOT! THIS WAS A-FREAKIN'-MAZING I hope you think so too! Stay tuned for 5 we're making our way to the tip of the climax! Or this may have already been the climax... I dunno... -o- Maybe. Maybe. -_-