Forever Sinners:
Chapter IX—Who are You?
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A/N: Whoa. I never thought I could out "pair" Kurumi. She's going to be so surprised. XD Oh! I forgot to mention in the last chapter that the doughboys do not have their hats. If they want to not be noticed by the "normal" people, the hats had to go. Sorry! I liked them too. Oh well. This chapter is somewhat weird. I hope you guys don't have some brain tumor after reading it. Enjoy (hopefully)!
Disclaimer: I just thought they would make a good pairing! Jhonen-sama, no! Ruri-chan didn't mean it! Iie~!
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D walked into a mangy hotel. The steps creaked with each step he took. Everything looked rotted and full of decay.
It was the perfect place for someone who had lived most his life with a homicidal maniac.
Walking past the senile manager, D made his way up the broken steps to an apartment room. Upon reaching his destination, he did not knock, but walked into the room.
The room was filled with shadows, despite it was past noon. The windows have been painted back as have the walls and floor. What was most noticeable, however, were two deep red eyes glowing in the shadows.
"Master," D began, "I lost Eff."
Lost?
"Not lost, he ran away." D clenched his teeth, still pissed off at his counterpart.
I see. There was a brief pause. Where is he now?
"With Pepito Diablo…he's…"
Senor Diablo's son? My! This has gotten interesting.
"You're pleased?" D was shocked, to say the least, and his newly created face showed this.
No. Of course not, you twit! But…
"But…?"
It will be interesting to see how this plays out. Another brief pause. I will keep an eye on him. As for you…did you get what I wanted?
D tossed three files onto the floor before the red eyes. "Of course. I don't understand where these came from though…"
Quite simple…when given human forms…you are by subjecting yourself to a contract.
"Contract?" D replied, still not comprehending.
A life contract. With this contract comes a file…it tells whether you are a good or bad boy and if you are bad… The eyes glinted, pleased about something. You are punished…badly. Like Eff will be if he doesn't keep his mouth shut.
"But I thought you said…"
Pepito knows Todd. If Eff tells Pepito of my plans, everything is screwed. So, I'll give Eff a lifeline. Either he behaves himself or he goes back to the Void. This time for good.
"I will send him there myself, if that is what you wish."
…We'll see. Tell him this when you see him…that this time…it is his last chance to be a good.
"Understood."
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Pepito stared into Eff's pupil-less eyes. He had just told how he met and knew Johnny. It was now for the mysterious boy to explain his part.
"So," Pepito said at last, seeing as Eff was not going to talk anytime soon. "Your turn."
Eff turned his eyes downward, his voice small. "You're not going to believe me…"
"I'm the son of the Devil and can create fire out of thin air." Pepito raised an eyebrow. "I think I can believe anything at this moment."
A small smile appeared on the pale lips of Eff's. He opened his mouth to begin…
"Pepito?!" A clear voice rang out, stopping Eff from continuing.
Pepito didn't know if Fate was perpetually screaming him over; or if some outside force was keeping him from knowing anything about Eff.
Shit, the only thing Pepito really knew was his name. No age, no date of birth, no nothing.
"'Ello, Todd." Pepito said at last, sounding exasperated.
"Something wrong?" Todd blinked, hugging Schmee close to his chest. Then, he suddenly noticed Eff. "Oh! I'm sorry, I did not mean to interrupt!"
"Oh, that's alright." Eff remarked, politely. He motioned for Todd to sit down.
"Th-Thank you," Todd smiled as he sat down next to Pepito. "My name is Todd Casil, by the way. May I ask yours?"
Eff blinked a few times, both surprised and confused at the politeness of this boy. Shaking himself out of it, he answered. "I'm Eff, like the letter[8]."
"So, Todd, what took you so long to get back?" Pepito turned the conversation more casual than serious. He thought it would be wise not to mention that Eff knew Johnny without knowing the reasoning behind it. Besides, Eff seemed like a nice enough…boy.
"Oh, I was out with a friend of mine." Todd smiled at Pepito, cheerfully.
"A friend?"
"His name is Richard. He used to give me the creeps, but so did you so I decided to give him a chance. He really is a nice guy, like you are Pepito. However, Schmee still does not like him." Todd babbled on.
Eff stood up, rather quickly. "I'll get us some drinks."
"Drinks?" Both sitting boys asked simultaneously.
"We might be talking for awhile," Was his only reasoning as he walked over towards one of the coolers.
Eff looked towards where the table was. Thankfully, a few aisles blocked the view of him. He was surprised to know that that boy was Todd. The one his master wants. He needed time to think.
Pepito saved me from being beaten by D. Should I tell him what my master has in store for Todd?
Eff thought carefully. If he did, Todd would be safe and that would make his new friend happy, he was sure. But what about him? Oh, he would be brutally killed, no doubt, so would it be worth it?
You better not be thinking about what I think you are.
Eff tensed as his wrist was grabbed by his master. Pale flesh turned purple under the hold.
"M-Master…"
He found himself pulled away from the coolers, into the nearby bathroom. A flick of his free wrist, and the door was closed.
Eff felt the blood rush out of his already pale skin. Wh-what was he going to do to him?
What were you going to do?
"N-Nothing!"
You were thinking of telling them what I was going to do.
"N-No, I wasn't." Eff tried to pull out of the iron grasp around his wrist.
Don't lie, Eff. I can see right through each of them. After all… His master's free hand moved to caress his face. I created you.
"M-Master…" Eff was near speechless.
I made you to be very beautiful. The demon smirked. I did a very good job. It would be a shame to ruin such perfection, don't you think?
"…y-yes…"
So, you be a good boy or… The hand on his face grabbed a handful of Eff's raven hair. I'll smash you to pieces.
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TBC?
C&C are welcome.
[8] Comes from the movie, Milk Money. I don't know, I always liked that line. It's funny. That's all.
I'm really sorry about how weird I am getting! O.O;; Now I'm pairing Eff up with the Wall Demon. Argh! I'm so weird! ~slams head into keyboard~ Kurumi-sempai look how corrupt you have made me! Waaaaaaaaah!
Please review, onegai! If you don't review, I'll die! Wah! Don't hate me!