Ignorance
Intro: -Buck Cherry, 'Crazy Bitch'- You're crazy but I like the way you f- (gasp) Oh, hi! I'm belting out some karaoke right now but this idea hit me so here we go! My eight-ninth fic is dealing with Krayon's past kinda… But I added in the Raenef issue 'cause that's what he needs to deal with himself. (smiles) Enjoy.
A/N: The song won't make sense until the end, 'kay?
"Demon Lord Krayon."
"Demon Lord Raenef."
The silence lingered. This was the way things were. Whenever these meetings occurred, they both arrived earlier than usual and were left to stare at one another in the bare silence. It was one thing to be fond of someone in a particular light, but to stare at another in an unrequited sense is completely different.
But that was all there was to it – those two phrases.
-O-
I didn't mean it when I said I didn't love you so
I should have held on tight, I never should have let you go
I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself
-O-
The meetings came and the meetings left. There was a final pause as the two would hesitate before giving their ending farewells.
"…Demon Lord Raenef."
"…Demon Lord Krayon."
He would smile just before calling his aid and leaving the younger lord behind. There was nothing to it. This was just infatuation – it had to be. It couldn't be anything else because Krayon wasn't capable of anything besides lust. Krayon was lustful and that was the end of the matter. Thus, infatuation was all it could amount to.
-O-
I couldn't have fathomed I would ever be without your love
Never imagined I'd be sting here beside myself
Guess I didn't know you
Guess I didn't know me
But I thought I knew everything I never felt
-O-
"Demon Lord Krayon…" Raenef stated, bowing in respect.
Krayon nodded, addressing the other, "Demon Lord Raenef, what do you think of me?"
Raenef was taken aback, eyes slightly jolted. "Excuse me?"
"Well we should at least do something besides sit here together in the bare silence." Krayon quickly reasoned. He repeated, "What do you think of me?"
"You're…well, pretty," Raenef pointed out at a loss.
Krayon cringed at the word, 'pretty,' for a brief moment. Beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful – those were all perfect adjectives to use in a situation – anything but, 'pretty.' "You want to go out with me on a date? I can schedule you in as a one-time deal."
Raenef nodded slowly. "Is that…allowed?"
Krayon smirked a moment. "As long as they don't find out."
-O-
The feeling that I'm feeling now that I don't hear your voice
Or have your touch and kiss your lips 'cause I don't have a choice
Oh what I wouldn't give to have you lying by my side
Right here, 'cause baby…
-O-
"…I'm happy," Raenef stated stoically. That was the way he acted. Nothing frazzled him and he was never surprised. Things were calm and un-nerving. There was always an awkward silence that floated about him that seemed to follow.
Krayon sighed. "That was bor-ing! Let's do something else!"
Raenef poked an eyebrow up – unusual. "Like what?"
Krayon smiled. This was his favorite part. He twirled around, capturing the other's lips. Raenef's eyes widened at the gesture, but more than willingly returned Krayon's kiss. Krayon crashed his tongue into the younger's mouth as the smaller moaned in pleasure at this new feeling. What went from simple peck was turning into a passionate emotion.
Breaking away, Krayon smirked. He licked his lips, devouring Raenef's taste. "Something like that."
-O-
When you left I lost a part of me, It's still so hard to believe
Come back baby please 'cause we belong together
Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who's gonna talk to me on the phone 'til the Sun comes up
Who's gonna take your place, there ain't nobody better
Oh baby we belong together
-O-
"...Demon Lord Krayon," Raenef stated, addressing his superior. His word lingered a moment or two before a light blush crossed Raenef's cheeks.
The flamboyant demon lord giggled with a smirked, "…Demon Lord Raenef."
"I had…fun," the younger stated with no physical emotion other than his blushing. "Could we…do it again sometime?"
Krayon's eyes relaxed. Lust was all it was. Spending time with another didn't matter unless you were doing the oh-la-la. Raenef was too young to expose that sort of activity to, yet he was more than attracted to the young demon. Krayon smiled weakly. No, he needed a rest from all these thoughts. He needed to slow down. Spending time with Raenef was distorting him.
"Of course we can."
-O-
I can't sleep at night when you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio singing to me,
"If you think you're lonely now," Wait a minute this is too deep
-O-
"Krayon…?" Raenef asked, spreading out on Krayon's mattress, tangled in sheets. His head spilled out like a broken ink bottle. "What do you think of when you're with me? It never seems that we're on the same page."
"We're not on the same page," the older assured Raenef. Krayon smirked, licking his lips. The younger was so innocent – he didn't even realize how prone he was in this moment. Krayon could have him all to himself right now… He shook his thoughts away. Glancing at the younger lord again, he sighed. What he would do if he could have Raenef all to himself right now…
"What do I have to do to see your thoughts, Krayon dearest?" innocently asked the fourth Raenef.
Krayon closed his eyes. This was too much to bear. If he defiled Raenef, Eclipse was bound to find out. Then Eclipse would tell the council and surely he would be done for. Still, innocent and pure, Raenef was untainted – unknowing. On top of that, the younger had developed the habit of adding those words that assured adulation to his name. Of course, that was entirely Krayon fault for starting that. Krayon opened his eyes with zeal in his eyes.
"Kiss me, Raenef."
-O-
I gotta change the station so I turn the dial tryin' to catch a break
And then I hear Baby Face, "I only think of you"
And it's breakin' my heart
I'm trying to keep it together but I'm falling apart
-O-
The boy was stretched out of the bed, sweating. It was he first time, after all. Raenef's breathing was still paced in hard, dry pants. No words further than, 'he was exhausted,' could explain the situation.
Krayon just smiled. He was used to all of this. A slender hand made its way up to Raenef's cheek, caressing it lightly. The younger shivered with a chill running down his spine. Again the elder of the two smiled. He lightly kissed the boy's forehead. Today he was especially forgiving, so he wouldn't push Raenef farther than he could go.
"Are we…on the same page…Krayon, darling?" the still ever-innocent Raenef asked, his raven eyelashes sliding down his emerald exotics.
"…I don't think so."
-O-
I'm feeling out of my element, throwing things, cryin' tryin'
To figure out where the Hell I went wrong,
The pain reflected in this song, ain't even half of what I'm feeling inside
I need you, need you right back in my life baby
-O-
Raenef wasn't a bad catch. By now he had matured into the Demon Lord he was meant to be. His magic was especially lower compared to all the others, but it was incredibly strong. Of all the lords he remained the youngest, but he was more powerful than most. To top the cake with a cherry, he was still only fixating on one person: Krayon.
This disturbed his aid Eclipse who had once found the two lords together, but he was not about to expose him. Had he done so, the consequence would have been that of ten-fold compared to Raenef's punishment.
The strangest thing about the situation was the point Krayon was even interested in Raenef anymore. By now, his interest should have died out yet it was just as lively as the first time he met the younger. Their relationship had escalated to something more, but no words were spoken. It was a true, 'demonic romance.'
Raenef made that mistake one night. It was a simple phrase: "Krayon, love…"
"'Love,' Raenef? I'm your lover now?" the elder inquired.
Raenef's forest green eyes blinked. They no longer shimmered that innocent emerald color. They were now tainted with malicious thoughts, blood, and pleasure. He seemed dumb-founded. "Well, haven't you and I been? For quite some time we've-"
"That doesn't mean we're lovers, Raenef," Krayon corrected. No, they weren't lovers. They had a relationship and there was nothing more to it. There couldn't be anything more to it because it was still just lust. "Consider it lust."
-O-
When you left I lost a part of me, it's still so hard to believe
Come back baby please 'cause we belong together
Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who's gonna talk to me on the phone 'til the Sun comes up
Who's gonna take your place, there ain't nobody better
Oh baby baby we belong together
-O-
"Well then…what about everything outside of the bed? That's lust, too?" Raenef asked.
"Yes, that's lust," Krayon growled, "We Demon Lords are not capable of, 'love,' Raenef. We can't love anything and we can't love each other. It's lust. It has to be lust. B-Because if…if it's not lust…then-then I was lied to…from the beginning…"
Raenef's eyes widened, unmeaning to make the other upset. He tried calming the other down, kissing Krayon's eyes. The elder just frowned, his bottom-right lip twitching. His eyebrows were bent in anger and the two tattoos by his eyes were dull.
"Whatever happened in the past is the past, Krayon," Raenef assured, cradling his partner into his arms, "I'm here, aren't I? You can just forget it all. You can forget how you were hurt; you can forget it all because I'm here. I love you, Krayon. Since the day you talked to me, I've loved you."
Tears over-whelmed Krayons eyes. It couldn't be love. History was just repeating itself. Raenef loved him just as he loved the man who had tainted him like he did Raenef. But that man didn't love Krayon. That lord was just after lust and Krayon was his solution. That's why it had to be lust, because if it was love, Krayon was going to end up hurting Raenef. For once, Krayon cared about what would happen to his partner. He wanted Raenef to be happy – even after Krayon was out of the picture. Krayon wasn't out of the picture yet and it had been longer than his first love.
And even if Raenef did love him – he was undeserving of that love. He had tainted Raenef and Raenef should hate him for that. Even if Raenef said it was lust – a phrase that would probably pierce through Krayon's heart like a knife – as well, any lie was better than the truth. He was scared. He was scared to see Raenef. He was scared to be loved. He was scared to love someone again.
"…I think I should leave, Raenef."
-O-
When you left I lost a part of me, It's still so hard to believe
Come back baby please 'cause we belong together
Who am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who's gonna talk to me on the phone 'til the Sun comes up
Who's gonna take your place there ain't nobody better
Oh baby baby
We belong together…
-O-
Those were Krayon's final words to Raenef. Not more than a week later, he had been informed that Raenef had died.
It was ironic, to say the least. He was just on his way to make up with the younger lord. A whole speech of his ignorance had been planned and memorized. He walked out the door to warp to his lover's castle with a single rose twirling in hand. Then he saw them all rowed up in the straightest line ever made – the servants from Raenef's castle. They informed him of the situation and at that moment, the world turned mono-color.
Raenef was dead. Raenef was dead. Raenef was dead. Raenef was dead. Raenef was dead… No matter how much his mind repeated it, it never sounded right. 'Krayon and Raenef,' that was a phrase that sounded perfect. It was music to his ears – especially after hearing the words, 'Raenef is dead.'
Staring at his casket in the middle of the room, he sighed. Eclipse was there among a few others. Raenef didn't have the, 'fan-club,' Krayon did. He wasn't liked very much and many found him intimidating. Demon Lords didn't approve of the way he flittered around following Krayon all the time – either out of suspicion or jealousy. The only ones who would probably ever understand Raenef were Eclipse and Krayon – and Eclipse didn't know Raenef the Fourth like Krayon did. Krayon was special to Raenef.
Krayon saw the sentimental sides Raenef hid from the world; He saw the anxiety, the sadness, the fear, the passion – everything the world did not see.
Now Raenef was dead. That thought twisted his stomach. It left knots that could never undo themselves. Five times he thought he was going to faint from illness. Then finally, the realization hit him – he really did love Raenef. He loved Raenef more than him loved himself, which was why he didn't want Raenef to end up like he did…
A tear rolled down his face. He stepped forward, inching closer by the second to his casket. Krayon was next in line for the final looks of Raenef the Fourth. 'Save the best for last,' the saying goes. Eclipse reasoned that as Raenef's lover he was inexcusable from being the last to see. What Krayon saw devastated him. His breath was taken away. He cupped his mouth, his eyes unable to focus just right.
There Raenef was – just as he looked the week prior. Not a scratch was on him and his expression was peaceful. He didn't even look a day older; he didn't look somber; he didn't look content, either. He was just Raenef – an exact replica of Raenef sleeping.
The tears were already formed and they fell down, replaced by new tears. "Raenef…I love you. I really do. I'm so sorry. I can't…I-I can't…I don't want to live without you! I-I-I-Why? Was it because of me? Did I…? Did I…?"
Eclipse sighed, patting the superior demon on the back. "Do not worry yourself on behalf of master, Krayon of Egae. I assure you he'll be fine wherever he is. As for what the matter of this death was… Raenef knew. He didn't discuss to me the reason, though. He only told me to adapt myself to time. No further explanation was conversed."
"I-I see…" Krayon exhaled in a swift. His voice was shaky and the tears were still falling. "If I could have…just spent a little more time with him…or a little less time brooding…?"
Eclipse shook his head, comforting the other demon again. "No. This was indeed a plotted murder."
Krayon nodded his head, looking at his lord once more.
Eclipse turned around. "'I love you, Krayon'…those were his final words. He kept repeating it in his sleep since you left." With that, he left.
Krayon broke down, his legs unable to support himself any longer. He embraced his lord, letting the tears run down freely. His arms tightened up. He didn't like it – he didn't like not getting any warmth out of Raenef no matter how hard he squeezed him. Finally, he let go, closing the casket. A tear rolled down. Raenef wasn't ever coming back and that was the hard truth. Another tear followed. "I love you, Raenef. I really do. Why did you have to leave me? If…if… There are no, 'ifs.' You're gone and because I was so ignorant, I can't even tell you…I'm sorry. I'm sorry you ever loved me."
Afterthoughts: Ok-We… this fic is disproportional to the song… (only the end, really) Okasysies…I really gotta add some fluff in here one day…and add the second-person POV, too. If there are any other themes you'd like me to disclose, please send me a message. Reviews make me happy, please leave one!
