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"Alright class good work! I'll see you all tomorrow."
Upon my dismissal the class rose from their seats and made their exits.
"Uh, Mr Okumura, could I speak with you for a second? Yukio Okumura."
The remaining students begun to whisper amongst themselves. I guess being a prodigy Yukio wasn't held back often, or even at all.
"Sure…"
When the class had filed out and only Yukio remained stood before my desk I took a deep breath, avoiding the young man's gaze.
"This is to do with the demons isn't it Miss Renshaw?"
He was straight to the point;
"Yes. I was told that you teach a class about them?"
"Yeah, what of it?"
"Well, I was wondering if you maybe had some books on demonology. Or if not to teach me about them. Their behavioural patterns."
"Behavioural patterns? Is this to do with the headmaster?"
"Mostly."
Yukio pushed his glasses up his nose with a sigh.
"Sir Pheles is a mysterious man. Even with my years of knowledge I can't figure him out."
"It's nothing to do with his personality or secrecy."
"Huh? Then what?"
"Can you help me or not?"
~~~~ 3 hours later ~~~~~
Yukio had indeed helped me. He gave me a handful of books that explains about different demons behaviour and instincts. There was some pretty aggressive and gruesome stuff in here that made me worry. For one I didn't know what type of demon Mephisto or Amaimon was, this could be any one of them. And being the sons of Satan himself who knows? I had yet to find anything about the heart; other than it was one of their weaknesses next to their tail. I will have to keep that in mind.
"Ugh!"
I threw my fourth book to the side, nothing of use in there for me. Maybe this one? I flipped open the pages, scanning my eyes across the battered sheets. I read the chapter with vigour, needing to know what the hell had gotten into the two demons. There was the same paragraph I had read in every book about demons tricking humans with weak hearts. But that was for possession, and those two already had their… meat suits. I shook the shudder off, I need to focus. But what if that is just it? To mess with a weak heart? I'm not the most emotionally stable person, far from it. Could it have been merely for their amusement? Acting on their instinct? I threw the book in anger; annoyed that I hadn't received the information that I wanted. From what I had previously read demons have been around for thousands of years, and no one had thought to put in other useful information. All these books were the fucking same, just worded differently. I was right from the very beginning, and I can't allow myself to form a human attachment to demons. They really can't be trusted. These books just confirmed my suspicions. With a groan I shuffled off of the bed and made my way down into the dining room, ignoring the two men that were currently seated there. I plopped myself into a chair and looked at my lunch. Noodles? Again? I sighed and pulled the lid from the steaming cup.
"You're late for dinner belle~ what kept you?"
I gave a lazy shrug, having lost my last fuck earlier.
"Stuff…"
"Dear belle, you seem awfully unlike yourself. Pray tell what the matter is."
"I don't want to talk about it."
Ensuring that was my final word I picked up my chopsticks and dug into my food. Determined to end the conversation. Besides, what would they think if they found out the other kissed me on the same day? I stopped eating for a second. What would they think? I had just realised this. I looked up at the two males enjoying their meals. These two were brothers, both using me as their personal play thing. I carried on eating once I drew the attention of the younger brother, not wanting him knowing my thoughts consisted of them.
"You read a lot."
It was a shock to hear Amaimon break the silence and I couldn't help but look at the man. Had he noticed me staring?
"I see you with a book a lot, today though you were studying demons."
He brought the elephant into the room with a small smirk. I was less than impressed with his actions.
"Ah? Wanting to learn more about our kind belle? I figured you would be more interested looking into yourself."
"I believe you said that was your top priority, not mine. I'm only here under your request."
I bit on the word, I was more psychologically forced here. A smirk crossed the mans face as he leant back in his chair.
"Yes, I see. But my dear should you have questions about demons you could always come to me rather than read that human assumption dribble."
"Samael, the demon king of time and space. And Amaimon, the demon king of Earth."
He blinked at my response, tilting his head lightly.
"That's not dribble is it? They are your official titles aren't they? Or was I reading a bad Doctor Who spin off?"
I stood up from my seat having emptied my cup ramen and bowed to the men.
"Please excuse me."
"You can't keep us at an arm's length forever belle."
"No? Then what happens when you find out about me? Whatever it is that's caused me to weaken your barrier? We're just going to be chums and carry on? Or are you going to do what I've not only read about but seen with my own eyes. Find the next human with a weak heart to prey on."
I bit my lip when they remained silent, turning on my heel to walk away.
"I'm already aware belle."
"Me too…"
I stopped in my tracks. They knew? Why didn't they tell me?
"I looked into your records. I know when you left your hometown and where you went, skipping from one town to the other."
"So? I moved around a lot."
That wasn't valid information.
"You ran, ran from the death of the ones you had come to know. Close or not."
"I don't like to talk about it. Why is that important? People die."
"Yes, you are right belle. So I looked further into it; your parents to be exact."
I turned to look at him; why did he say it like that?
"Turns out they never had been admitted to the hospital for your birth."
"I was a home birth. My mother couldn't make it."
"Then wouldn't you still receive a birth certificate at some point? You had to have gone to the hospital at some point right?"
I wasn't liking where this conversation was going.
"You think I never noticed when you cried? How you would weep without a sound. How unnatural. Tell me, did you ever cry to those who you lost, before they were lost?"
I scoffed at the male, folding my arms over my chest.
"So? Everybody gets upset sometimes."
"Do you remember why you were upset?"
"No, it was a long time ago and I try not to think about it. Are you getting to a point here?"
"But of course, I'm just drawing you in so you won't flee again."
"You have my attention…"
"She's a rare thing to see, right brother?"
I shot a look at Amaimon; a rare thing?
"What is?"
I was grinding my teeth now, getting annoyed with the situation.
"A creature that only reveals themselves to the dying my dear. And here you are stood in human flesh."
Creature… in human flesh… My eyes dried out at how wide they must have been, my palms started to sweat…
"S-stop, I've changed my mind! I don't want to know!"
I started to cover my ears, Amaimon being swift grabbed my wrists in a bone crushing grip. I tried to pull myself away, tears falling from my face. I don't want to know… I don't! I can't be a creature… I'm human! Human!
"A silent wail again. One we can't hear."
"Mephisto please, I'm begging you! I'm begging! Don't tell me! I'm human!"
"Ah but that's the funny thing dear, you are. I'm not certain how you even exist."
"Then leave it at that! Please! Please… just stop…"
"Belle, I made a promise to you that I intend to keep. You are a-"
"I SAID STOP!"
Crash! Once the shattering sound fell, it left us in an eerie silence. Broken porcelain and glass lay in ruin on the table. I became aware of how heavily I was breathing.
"Banshee."
