"You humans are so interesting." He stated, his tone of voice not making him sound surprised at all. "Fine then. Ciel Phantomhive, I will grant your wish." I glanced up at him, his features showing through from the darkness, his red eyes glowing in a Hellish way. "But there's going to be a catch."
I felt my eyes widened as thoughts and possibilities raced through my head. What is this catch that he has in mind? I wanted to panic but I knew that was a bad idea. "Wh-what do you m-mean?" I asked, wrapping my arms around me, all at the while gripping my elbows as if that would wake me up from this nightmare.
Satan smirked at my shaking before saying, "Well, since you're asking me—" I never asked you! I screamed at him in my head. "—To have this human fall in love with you, then it seems fit to have a catch." His smirk faded away almost as quickly as it came.
"Which is?"
Satan opened up his black wings causing an even darker shadow to fall over his face. This action made the situation all the more dramatic and darker. "The moment that Alois What-ever-his-last-name-is falls in love with you and you accept his feelings and heart, I will swoop down from the shadow that I perch in and take your soul."
The way that my mind shattered was like taking your fist and smashing it into the glass of a mirror. The glass shattered from the impact, some fell to the ground causing more pings and hissing as they touched the ground—almost seeking attention—but they only broke into more pieces. The other pieces of glass stayed into your hand bringing out the blood from under those sharp blades and the blood would drop onto the broke glass lying on the ground.
"What's. . . the. . .point. . .?" I asked him. A headache resounded in my head shaking the broken glass.
"The point is that I am not taking your soul when it is still filled with desires and regrets. Those type of souls I despise the most." Satan stroked the tip of his wing before retracting them back. "You were the one that said that you did not want to keep suffering a one-sided love, so I promised that you would not live with a one-sided love."
"But I'd die the minute when he loves me!" I cried out. A couple heads in the back finally turned towards me to see what I've been screaming and talking about all that time. Satan just nodded his head when he had nothing to say back to me.
"Or would you prefer it if I just take your soul now and you'll never know the true taste of love?" Satan asked me, but I just merely shook my head. It was worth a try.
I stood behind a white curtain waiting for my nurse. The announcer finally called out my name after a long dreary wait—mainly because my last name started with a 'P'.
"Are you Ciel Phantomhive?" A timid female voice asked behind the curtain. I replied my approval. With a rustle of the curtain being drawn and then slid back to this concealing manner, a petite, short nurse stood in front me. Her physical appearance was exactly what you'd imagine when a timid, high-pithed female nurse called out to you.
"Hello," She smiled warmly at me. She walked from one place to another as she continued talking. "I'm sorry that isn't personally here to do your physical examine."
My eyes were all over the room as I attempted go keep up with the effortless bustling of this woman. "Oh, I don't mind." I said calmly. I chose the right response because she finally stopped her pacing, smiling warmly at me once more before tapping the edges of the papers down on the counter.
"I'm a student-teacher. I do not want to share my name, since there would be no need to, so you could just call me nurse. We can now go straight to our checkup!"
The nurse continued her bustling around as I examined the area that I was kept in. I was sitting on a medical examining table—the ones with a thin piece of cloth that covered the cold metal table. I already knew that the curtain was to isolate me from the rest of the patients, but I couldn't help but feel self-conscious at the thought that could just bust in here. Just people in general concern me.
The nurse first measured if I grew any taller—I'm not all that surprised that I stayed the same height—then my weight—once more not surprised that I didn't change. As the examination progressed, she had to check my eyes, temperature and hearing. An examination at out school wasn't any different from a doctor's appointment, but the school likes to be paranoid about the safety of their students.
"I am going to leave the room right for you to change into this." The nurse took out a cloth gown and left it in the table before sliding out of the curtain to go check up on other patients that she probably abandoned.
I stripped off my sweater and shirt first. I was just starting to unbuckle my pants when I heard wings fluttering behind me; the wind causing a slight chill.
"What are you doing?" He asked, but i at the same time said, "What are you doing here?"
"Checking up on my prey." His long, skinny but clad with muscles flexed as he walked over to me. I backed up, almost hitting the table and tripping over my scattered clothes. "I see my little prey is vulnerable for me." Satan whispered as he leaned forward to my exposed neck.
"Sorry for the wait. I remembered that I had to do something, and thought that it was a good idea to go do it whole you were changing."
I hurriedly finished changing before she could comment on my pants being on—Well not now, but before. "It's okay." I responded to her, looking around the room to see how Satan escaped from her sight. When I looked back at the nurse with her stethoscope in her hand, her eyebrows were raised up as if she was questioning if I'm still in reality.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with you, Ciel. It was a pleasure to meet you, so until next time." She said, walking out of the curtained room. I reached over to the school uniform and started to change back into it once more.
"You can come out now." I called out to Satan and he obliged. "Why did you bother staying here the whole time? Wouldn't you have more fun tormenting other children."
"That is a good idea, but since I now have a master to care for, I simply cannot risk making you jealous."
"Master? Who said that I was your master and for sure who said that I would ever get jealous of some other kid that you're tormenting? In fact, I'd be glad if you disappeared to do so." I crossed my thing arms before opening the curtain to show that it was not occupied before walking out. I heard the clad of shoes behind me that showed that he was still following me.
"Better watch the attitude because if you end the contract with me right now, you're still dying." He quickened his steps until he was walking alongside me. One step for him equaled two for me and that just ticked me off that I am so short compared to him. I buried my complaints deep in my mind and kept quiet for a bit. I was heading for my next class before I noticed that no one else noticed Satan. Satan was out in the open with his long spiral horns perched on his head, his dark crimson eyes—his eyes no longer a bright fuchsia color—and his lack of school clothes because for his sleeveless black shirt and tight black pants are against the rules at our school.
"How come none of the other students could see you?" I finally asked him when my curiosity won me over.
"Just some special powers that a Demon Lord could have." He replied back. "You have already seen my great plumage on my wings, and hopefully you are not unintelligent enough to not know what my wings can do." I just stared at him with an eyebrow raised to confirm that I wasn't as stupid as he thought I was.
"What else can you do?" I asked him when I was about two feet away from my classroom.
"I can transform myself into anything when needed and fire manipulation. I can demonstrate that right now." Satan lifted his hand and a single flame ignited from his fingers.
"I have to admit, that is kind of cool." I breathed out amazed as the flame danced around, growing bigger and then shrinking back as if it was a shy flame. "It's a shame that other people can not see this." I whispered sadly, trying to draw my eyes away from the flame, but I couldn't. My body felt like lead, almost like my life essence was being drained away. "What are you doing?" I cried out, struggling to get away from the trace of staring at a red-orange flame flickering over pale fingers.
Then the flame went out. I fell to my knees, clutching my chest as I gasped for air like I was finally surfacing after struggling under water for a long time. In the distance I heard a solemn apology but someone closer was calling out my name. "Are you okay, Ciel?" This repeated for about a minute until I regained my senses.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I coughed out, bracing my hand on their shoulder before lifting myself up. I turned to the person that asked if I was okay because for sure Satan wouldn't have cared enough since he was the one that put me in that situation. I gasped once more, this time not for the lack of air, but more like my heart clenched in a good and a bad way. Alois stood in front of me, his forehead crinkled a little with concern as his blond hair threatening slid down to cover his blue eyes. My stomach fluttered with the stupid butterflies, but at the same time, my heart hurt because I knew what was going to happen to us. It's either we stay friends or we fall in love with each other, but the outcome of both of those situation would be the death of me. If we stay friends, I couldn't even bare the thought of loving someone else, and plus with the Satan situation, I was going to die once we confess to each other.
"What happened?" He asked me, letting go of me once I regained my balance.
"After effects of hitting my head?" I laughed out nervously. Alois stared at my idiotic face. The confused look on his face explained the fact that he was trying to figure out if I was lying and also what truly happened.
"Did you tell the nurse about that?"
"No."
"You probably should before more stupid things happen." He said, turning away so that his back was turned to me. He took a couple steps and flicked out his hand as a wave of departure. "I'll see you around." Alois called out and disappeared around the corner.
"So you like that type of guy?" Satan asked. "He seems like the type that you can barely talk to for five seconds before being agitated."
"He is at least considerate. What did you do to me when I stared into that flame? I'm sure that he wouldn't possess me like that." I cried out while taking threatening steps towards him.
Satan's emotionless face didn't give me any clues as to what he was thinking, but I sensed impatience from him because he was tapping his fingers against his forearms, which he never does. "Alois is not a Demon Lord, do realize that." He said with gritted teeth.
"Just because you are a Demon Lord doesn't mean you have to be the Demon Lord!"
"I cannot comprehend that."
I blushed knowing very well that it didn't make any sense. "What I meant is that, it'll be hard for me to communicate with you or you interacting with me if you're the Demon Lord. I mean, you're walking around as an invisible person. See!" I pointed at the other students that were staring at me with concern. "Those people can't see you and it's making me look like a bigger fool than I already am."
"So what you are trying to convey to me is that I must be like a human in order to communicate to you in public?" Satan asked. I looked down at his feet to think of a reply to that. I blinked my eyes because he shoes were not touching the ground, almost like he was floating, but that's the least of my problems at the moment.
"At least look like a human. There are plenty of human beings that act like demons, so you can continue acting like yourself—Just get rid of the wings and horns!"
"I refuse." Satan stated, his emotionless face added to his voice, which made him sound super pissed. My eyes trailed back up to his face and broad shoulders. His hands were whiter than usual from gripping his elbows. The expression on my face translated to him as a look of flabbergast and confusion. "I refuse to lower myself to the standards of humans. Talking like them is one thing, but looking like one? How absurd!"
"Get out of your invisible shield and let those kids see what you truly look like! If they are terrified to death then you must look like a human and walk the same ground as I do—Don't you dare give me that face!" I cried out when Satan lifted his eyebrows but lowered his eyelids. (Author: Almost like the 'wtf' face.) "Don't pretend that I don't see you floating above the ground all high and mighty! But back to topic, if they are terrified to death by your Satanic appearance, then you have to be visible and look like a decent human being."
"And what would I get if they aren't feared by my superiority?" Satan asked in a bored tone. I didn't consider it that far yet.
"My soul!" I finally blurted out, then slapped my hands over my mouth because I could not predict if all the students would be quivering in fear. Satan smirked slightly, but once more, all his emotions only lasts for seconds.
"You children are so hard to intimidate nowadays." Satan groaned about. What happened was that right after I blurted out about giving him my soul if he won, he came out of his invisible glow. His horns and red eyes shown with a playful glint as the students that were originally staring at me were staring at him instead. Let's just say that he lost because those students were mostly all girls—besides one guy—and Satan is a pretty attractive guy, so he only lost because his good looks saved my soul.
"I am surprised about the results too." I laughed out to relieve my nerves. My heart was pounding from that event.
"I guess your soul is spared for now." He replied, once more in his invisible stage. I wanted to laugh at the slight disappointed tone that he had, but at the same time, it'd be the same as laughing at a blind person who couldn't see the same rainbow that you would be seeing.
"I'm home mom!" I called throwing my backpack onto the ground before heading into the kitchen to grab a snack.
"I do not sense another soul in this quarantine." Satan noted while watching me chew on a bite of apple.
"First of all, use more modern terms like 'house' and second, it's a habit that I had to say that I'm home." I closed the fridge with my free hand while once more biting into an apple in my other hand.
"Why waste the effort?" He asked. I turned away from him, trudging towards the livingroom. Should I even bother telling him? I asked myself. My final decision was to lie. "My grandma use to be home all the time when I was little, so when I come home from school, I'd greet her."
"Interesting." Blinking, I tried to figure out if that was his way of sarcasm or if he really meant it.
"My mom won't be home until late tonight, so don't you dare bother me while I'm doing my homework. Unlike school, I don't want my mom to send me to a mental institute. . .Then again, you're probably not allowed in that building!"
"Why would I not?"
"Don't you need permission in order to enter a building. . .?"
"I'm not a vampire."
"Oh." My little joke failed on me. "Wait. . .Are vampires real from wherever you came from?"
Satan's eyes lit up with amusement. ". . .Maybe."
"Cool!" I felt the animated like sparkles light up in my eyes. "Are they babes?" Satan blank expression gave me the impression of puzzlement. "I mean, are they hot? Like attractive?"
"They can be." Satan replied. I was so tempted to say 'Send me to Hell then' but before I could force out that thought, Satan interjected my thoughts with, "If you're interested in creatures with fangs covered in dark blood. Oh, don't forget the part where they are always covered in the blood of their victims. Those. . .things. . .never know hygiene."
I frowned. There went all my fantasies about beautiful vampires.
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