Humans pour out of the schools front doors. Thank Kami this day is over.
I swear, never in my 500 years have I been asked out by so many humans. I have to wonder why my father insists that I continue to go to school. There's nothing I can be taught that I don't already know, so I just don't understand it.
Wracking my brain, I'm half tempted to break my perfect façade and sigh.
In the back of my mind a disturbing thought worms its way in.
My eyes widen slightly in horror. He wouldn't. Would he?
'You don't suppose father wants me to find a mate? Here of all places?'
This time I release the sigh that has been tempting to make its way out.
'Oh that sounds like a halfcocked plan father would come up with'
I run a perfect claw through silky silver hair.
I was suddenly broken from images of torture by wild laughter.
'It sounds as if there is a pack of hyenas on the loose' I think dryly.
Following the maniacal laughing, I step out the doors to the parking lot to see the retreating form of the miko.
My heart clenched at the sight, her coal black hair was now stained yellow, and feathers decorating her entire body. Anger ripped through my being. They torture her for what, amusement?
In that moment I hate humans more than I ever had.
Everyone wants to know why I despise mankind so much, other than the stench of death lingering. Maybe a tad because my father cheated on my mother with one and had the wretched half breed.
Not the time I remind myself.
At that moment the phantom headache I had earlier became a large, annoying, real one. Giving my temples a quick rub, I pondered what I should do.
Maybe I should go after her?
What am I thinking, why would I want to help her?
I waited for some input from my bestial side.
My demon was unusually quiet, normally even being near a human had it rattling its cage, begging to destroy the insignificant life.
Taking that as a go ahead I walked through the parking lot to my car, humans parting like the red sea not daring to say a word to me. Murmurs spread through the crowd like I wasn't even there.
Do they forget I have superior hearing?
Stupid pests.
From what I've heard they deemed me 'Ice Lord' for turning down the head cheerleader.
Hn. Good.
I let a rare smirk appear.
They all stare as I slip into my silver Camero. Not even sparing a glance back, I turn out of the school parking lot and head to where I felt the girls spiritual energy radiating from.
