Hey, last chapter was kinda bad, so let's fix that, hmm?
Enjoy, my readers.
Yurippe's P.O.V.
Noda had been talking now for a good twenty minutes, and I wasn't entirely sure he was going to stop at just that. I felt kinda bad for spacing out of most of the conversation, but his conclusion had snapped me back, my face automatically catching a red hue.
I looked over to him, and I could automatically tell he wan't joking, his face turning a bit red, his jaw tense, and his eyes were deep and serious. Although his expression did soften some when I turned to look at him.
"And, I must know," he started quietly, his expression turning completely vulnerable, his voice much more quiet than it's usual tone, "do you feel the same?"
I flushed, trying desperately to hide it. That moron, how dare he just ask that. Not only that, but judging bu his face, it was way too late to change the topic, and my only other choice was to answer or make a run for it. I didn't know my way around this part of the city, and I sure as hell didn't want to get all lovey-dovey and admit feelings.
SHIT
"Looks like I really have no other choice." I said quietly, turning to face him, my face still red.
It wasn't that he was a bad guy, I just wasn't sure whether I liked him that way or not, and I just didn't want to be in this situation. He really, sure as hell, didn't leave me with any other choice.
"Hmm? I guess so..." he said quietly, taking a small step forward, not enough to threaten me, but enough to notice he was closer. "But that still leaves you to answer."
I laughed nervously, scratching the back of my neck lightly.
Why is my face so damn warm?! It must be the medicine kicking in finally.
Immediately, a wave of fatigue fell over me and I started struggling to stifle a yawn.
My legs gave way, and I started to fall forward, my arms too slow to react and break my fall. But I never hit the ground, I was fast asleep before Noda had caught me, offering support and lifting me up in his arms.
"Dammit," he muttered quietly "maybe I'll bring it up later, if there is ever another opportunity."
He was frustrated that he had never gotten his answer, but careful as he started carrying Yurippe so a much safer spot to sleep.
He flushed as he was walking to grab her medicine before walking out, her in his arms.
"Today is going to be a long day..." He muttered quietly.
No P.O.V.
That evening, the streets were lit up with their usual lights, some a faded and old orange, others like bright white crystals in the dark.
"Where the hell could she be?!" it growled rather loudly, baring rather long fangs. It drew into the image of a person, with dark hair and blood red eyes, a scar that had recently been cut open under one.
"The angel was just here! Her sent still lingers... where is she?!"
It's voice lingered in the closed restaurant, bouncing off the walls, calling out to nobody in particular.
The creature let out another growl of frustration as it knocked the stands off the counter, tipping over a soda machine.
"Demon!" scolded a voice, "What have I already told you about destroying?" His voice was bounding from behind, but as they turned around, they were only greeted by darkness.
"But you don't understand!" Demon yelled, almost screaming in frustration.
"I think I quite do, actually." He said calmly, straightening his glasses. "Come now, you've already made quite a mess, and it won't be long before the alarms alert the police."
Demon hissed with frustration, but nevertheless followed the male out. "We'll find her soon, right?"
"Correct." he said in a monotone, stepping over the broken glass of the entrance door. "I must say, you have outdone yourself with the destruction here." He said quietly.
Demon's eyes lit up with the praise, her voice going high-pitched "Really?! Does this mean I get ice cream?!"
The male simply sighed at the sudden childish behavior. "We'll see..." He said quietly
He unlocked the car, the headlights flashing in the empty lot.
Demon skipped delightedly to the car, the thought of ice cream putting a spring in her step.
He smiled a bit wryly, deciding that maybe ice cream wasn't so bad to have about now. He watched as she stopped outside the door.
"Hey, so you think I could drive this time?" she asked, trying to convince the male with a toothy grin
"Don't you remember what happened last time?" He asked, annoyed by the question. "You almost ran over that poor old woman." He continued, reaching a hand up to his head, annoyed, and straightened his glasses.
"Aww, come on, please?" She asked again.
"No." He said
She seemed to leave the matter at rest, and simply got into the passenger seat of the car without arguing any further.
He walked off, getting into the driver's seat, firing up the car before getting out of the empty lot.
Hey, how was that for you lovely peeps? Anyway, hope everyone is having a good weekend, and I plan to see you all in the next chapter. Hope you guys liked it, and I added more characters, yay! Finally starting to get into some of the conflict. I think I really Love Demon's character, just because of her appearance VS her personality. Anyway, leave a comment or something if you like, it will help me out a ton!
Thanks again!
