Demon Diary: Krayon x Erutis
This is my first Demon Diary fanfic, and I don't know much about it so please bear with me as I blunder through this. I am buying the whole set though in a few months. Also this is an AU type of ficcy.
Summary: Basically Erutis is on her way back to her village when she catches ill and has to take cover in a nearby castle. But, in her weakened state, she fails to notice it is Lord Krayon's castle… And from there on Krayon tries to win her heart.
In any case this story is the one that will be updated/finished first.
hm: FINALLY I can answer reviews. Yeah, I luv Krayon too. He's just so sweet to Erutis. And I agree, there are not enough of these pairings… Wow, that's a sylph really is? Interesting. Makes sense though, I think I've heard of them before DD existed in my world. I just bought two of the manga, 2 and 4, and there were some pictures of sylphs in there. They're so cute! Thanks for reviewing!
redrum and wine: ooo your name is yummy when its white wine! Ah, well… ahem. I'm really glad you like this! I'm honored this is one of your favorites! You're so sweet…
cheraichan: Thanks for the kind words! Here's another one.
Tamababymiko-chan: Thanks one and only Tamababymiko-chan for reviewing my story! Life isn't fair is it… why won't they just write out a pairing match for them in the manga! ((whines)) They're my favorite pairings in Demon Diary too. Yes, I ADORE silver. Every piece of jewelry I wear is silver, or has silver in it. I thought it would be good for Erutis to get some real love 'round the place, and a kiss from the lover would be absolutely perfect… lol. The room… well… it's actually what my room looks like. Eh heh heh… ((is feeling rather silly))
serpentilewitch: Ah you're fine. It doesn't matter if it took you forever, which it didn't. Isn't Erutis just so… UGH sometimes? All Krayon wanted was a kissy… ((is still chuckling about that phrase- widdle kissy)) I'm glad you like the room… then again it is mine so I copyright it! MUWAHAHA! Lol. Lisa's are nice to have. I believe I left you the ordering information in one of my other reviews? And the castle. WELL that's a dragon of entire different species… I sort of got the idea from this sci-fi book whose title I cannot recall where the castle wouldn't let its ruler leave if they intended on abandoning the castle. See that castle had been 'abandoned' for like a thousand years. So, it is very interesting. Don't worry, her night screams play a major part in this chapter, so it'll clear up for you. Shyzana's description seemed like Eliza's to me actually… TT.
xxblissxx: Yes I realize that the feminine look was overdone, and that it didn't particularly fit, but I am reaching for a fairy-tale of sorts here. As you have likely noticed, the traditional Demon Diary style drama is rarely present, if at all. Thanks for pointing that out though… nobody else noticed it I suppose. I appreciate your review!
FiveQz: I have four words for you too: Fluff Rules Forever Amen. –pats Qster's back- It happens to us all- the fangirl squeal. Many a time have I squealed… even for no reason. I'm glad you like it! Your reviews are always so cheerful! And I distinctly remember another review for 'My Blue Roses!' YOU REALLY LIKE ME! –squeals happily-
Unadreiniel: Geez, tough name to spell, but nice name. You're lucky I caught that review! I almost didn't! Yeah, it was a touch more serious than the previous. Sorry 'bout that. But I'm glad you like it! Here's another chapter.
And by the way, this will be a Christmastime fic! Scotland gets rain and snow, and I wanted everybody to understand that part. Erutis was running through sleet for the most part in the first chapter so now it's clear.
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Chapter Three: Woe to the Castle
A sulking Krayon paced in outside Erutis' room. Maybe his version of comforting her wasn't such a spectacular idea as he'd assumed it would. Apparently kissing her at that time was to say the least… inappropriate. Such actions had won him a hard slap on the face and a huffy Erutis stalking back to her room, still sniffling over her tears.
'And that is cruel love at its worst,' he mused. Of course he'd tried to follow her, well, rather float behind her. But of course, as usual she gave a lethal glare and raced off to her room. Being the gentleman that he strived to maintain the image of, he calmly gave her ten minutes before knocking.
"Erutis, sweetheart? Are you sure you're alright?" Her tears from before were still imprinted on his mind. Never before had he seen Erutis cry. It was just something he never particularly expected from her.
The sound of something shattering solidly against the opposite side of his door let him know just how fine she was. And a few choice words muttered from her, (picked up by his ultra-sensitive hearing), helped also.
Yes, she was most definitely back to her old self.
Or… maybe not. Krayon stepped back when he heard her soft footsteps come towards the door. He watched as the door carefully swung outwards, and Erutis slipped out, a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
His eyes bulged at what he saw.
Somehow she had managed to locate a pair of scissors and had MURDERED her beautiful locks back to their original length. They were still pretty, but oh how he mourned for those luscious lengths to return!
Controlling outbursts had never had been his thing, unfortunately.
"WHAT did you do to my beautiful locks darling!" And to no great surprise to the audience of sylphs gathering on the ground floor, there was the sound of a slap resounding in the air, likely due to Krayon's petting of Erutis' hair.
A satisfied smile had crossed her face, along with another very triumphant look in her eyes. "You do know what scissors are for, right? Well I told you this castle would pay, and it did. My rebellion may be small, but it is a rebellion."
And oh, the look of horror on Krayon's face. Considering it was his castle, and he knew the inner workings, this castle was most certainly not going to stand for such insolence. He tried in vain to stop the grin from spreading on his face as he watched his castle… repair the damage Erutis had done.
She had changed out of the dress, and, surprisingly enough she had found her tunic, without the leggings or cloak though. And since the castle deemed this partially appropriate, (after noticing Erutis' disdain for ruffles and lace), it had somehow turned her simple, (yet revealing and sexy to Krayon's eye), tunic to something similar to the classic 'little black dress.'
Yes, my faithful readers, it was the horrific 'little black dress.' Sexy, skimpy, and an instigator of an all-out war between Krayon's rationale and desires. Desires that would most likely put him in an early grave courtesy of Erutis' fury. (A/N: Would anybody like to draw this scene? Or of Erutis in this little black dress? I may, but I'd like to see somebody else's interpretation)
It seemed that Krayon's already long jaw dropped (if even humanly or demonically possible) even lower. You could even say that large drool buckets would soon be in usage. Though, they were only being paid time and a half for overtime, but were hoping to make up the financial loss with the winnings from the broom, who had been betting they'd be sweeping chewed fingernails from Erutis. Apparently they were misled by the sylphs who thought Erutis would soon be experiencing wedding jitters.
And oh, were the sylphs in some serious red numbers right now. The drool buckets were winning by a landslide. A few were even so callous as to steal leftover cash from other sylphs, and were currently running to the mop's betting stands to pay off debts before disappearing into the sunset.
And also, the castle felt that it could compromise, seeing as how its new Mistress was displeased with the previous length of her hair. So now, it was just below her shoulders. Another day at the betting tables left the mops with plenty of money, and the castle, yes, the castle, was still winning, though the drool buckets weren't far behind.
Now, Krayon is not a patient man, contrary to popular belief. And his desire for Erutis to be his not only in love and matrimony was now expanded to the bed. Of course he'd felt this every time he looked at her, or thought of her, but now… in that skimpy little tantalizer, it was all he could do to not just take her to his bed that instant. (A/N: Oooh… dirty thoughts Krayon…tsk tsk)
Erutis, at this current moment in time, was three times angrier at the castle than before. The hair, she had to give it credit, was a much better length then elbow length. And she had been meaning to grow it that long. But, the damn building didn't even bother ASKING her if she'd like something done! And this ultimate humiliation, this STUPID little dress was making Krayon look at her with that creepy look in his eyes again! This STUPID castle was GOING TO PAY WITH ITS LIFE!
And from there, we shall leave with the image of Erutis shooting away from a very sex-driven Demon Lord Krayon at top speed, pulling her hem down all the way and screeching, 'PERVERT!'
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A/N: Hence, Woe to the Castle. I'm imagining some serious war with a pick and axe... At the mention of the previous chapter being serious, I have purposely made this a touch more lighthearted. Hopefully you all have enjoyed it. And may I say that I have a contest running? Fiction of the Week, as a matter of fact. Just e-mail me, or review me, with your title in mind, (it can be yours, or just tell me if you're nominating one) and I'll look at it! Please review, it only takes two!