Devilish Angel Angelic Devil
-Misunderstood-
A/N: yes, it's inspired by the Project Weiss song "Last In my Winds" just a little. I was thinking about the title then it hit me hard…and came my idea… Thanks guys for those who patiently waited for me in the "hibernating" moment ^_^;; no I wasn't successfully pulled into the dark world of writer's block…just give me some inspiration and it will come. Nope. It's impossible to have a writers block as long as you experience or discover something new. It's getting long just look below for the story of course! And I had to update something better because the other chapter was weak.
"Kogure…Don't be angry. It's nobody's fault anyway. Sakuragi will settle down, he feels so bad about our loss." Mitsui told Kogure so that he will settle.
"I'm sorry. No one should feel down, because we did everything that we can. I know Akagi would feel sad about it but it's basketball, one wins and one does not. But this shouldn't hinder us from practicing right? maybe this game wasn't ours after all."
That did it. Sakuragi did settle maybe it did struck him a little. Maybe you could still put some sense in him after all.
*
Kogure walked silently beside Mitsui. Then suddenly Mitsui began, "Weird isn't it? People are easily taken by their emotions."
Kogure looked at his companion, "Yes, it is. That's why I can't believe that you know that I'm here ready to do anything I want but still you don't finish me off. Emotions, isn't it?" then he smiled to himself.
The other stopped in walking. "Wh…?"
"Until now you're still pretending that I'm human."
"…"
"You know it yourself…I'm not a real human."
"I do. So what? Nobody said that non-humans are not allowed to live."
"So you mean…?"
"A, Kogure-sempai, this is getting to nowhere…" Mitsui continued his pace, not noticing what was happening to Kogure. He turned his head to see what happened, only to find a Kogure standing rigidly, face pale and sweaty and apparent expression of somewhat of fear.
*
Behind the shadows appeared a figure Kogure didn't want to see. Tall and leaning, Toru Hanagata was back. Now with a question for Kogure at stake. One question with two, difficult options.
"We meet again, dear Kogure-san. Did you receive my little letter?"
"Oh, yes. Writing on favorite notebook. What brings you here?" the boy with spectacles asked.
"Very, bad. I already sent you a little note. Now you have to choose…because of that continued stubbornness you have. Stay away…away."
"From what?"
"The angel. Now you have two choices. Either you get rid of him or I will."
"No…please" the confused demon pleadingly mouthed at Toru.
No…but why? Why did he not want any harm on Mitsui?
A feeling I shouldn't know…
I. Am. Not. A. Real. Person.
"Seems that I have to do it myself then." Toru advanced towards the unknowing Mitsui. Mitsui in turn faced Kogure and wondered about the expression in Kiminobu's face. Suddenly, Toru disappeared again.
"Oi, Kimi-kun daijobu desu ka?" Mitsui rushed to his side. He quickly supported Kogure who was weak on his knees. Good thing there were benches nearby.
"Doo shita Kogure?" [what's the matter?] Mitsui gently asked the wilted person with him. "..I.ie..I-I'm just…scared."
"Scared of what?"
"Of what may happen to you because of me." [A/N: see, he's a good demon alright…doesn't want anyone hurt that *bad* ^_^] "I have only two choices…finish you off or Toru would."
"No. That won't happen. "
"I don't understand what this is but I shouldn't care for anyone…"
Mitsui smiled and brought Kogure close to him in an embrace. "Maybe you weren't a demon after all. Caring for someone shows love. Demons are supposed to be devoid of love yet still you feel it. You're just overwhelmed.
Hazel orbs grazed Hisashi's dark ones, "Or maybe you're just misunderstood."
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A/N (again): now back to the writer's block… well it's just a challenge, so I don't believe in it much. Yes, it's true one may have nothing in the brain but see later, it just comes…^_^ Now I got to the point wherein Kogure is shown as someone misunderstood. No, I don't think of demons as something that is ugly, horned, has a pointed tail, red in color and laughs in a mirthless tone. Now my story at last is getting somewhere (where? Dunno…[hehe here we go again…]) anyway, thanks again guys. Even reviews can inspire…pull out some author from the "writers' block" blah blah…
Akira: hey the SenKosh ^^,
Akako: oh well, shut up at this moment…I'll still have to think where to fit you guys…don't worry. ::laughs like Schuldich (veery high) and walks away:: I still have to draw my illustrations for my Filipino project so Ja! Thanks gain and please R&R!
