I don't own Trinity Blood, Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo own it. :)
This fanfic is rated M for language, MxM relationships, and possible sexuality in future chapters.
Chapter 8
"Sevi, I'm home. Now's your chance to lift my skirt and insert!" Devi shouted through the apartment. He went still at the sound of wings. He's in one hell of a hurry if he's flying toward me.
He only saw a flash of his lover before he was grabbed around the throat and tossed into the air. The table he landed on broke beneath him. He coughed hard, unable to catch his breath before Sevriel was on him again, choking him hard.
"What the hell is the matter with you!" Sevriel roared, tossing him again. Devi's head hit the wall with a thud.
His vision went blurry as he continued to cough. His throat still felt like it was being choked, he was sure part of his trachea had been crushed.
"I got a call from the school! They said you started another fight! They said they're going to kick Triana out of school if you can't control yourself!" Sevriel roared at him.
Devi winced as Sevriel stormed toward him, grabbing a fistful of his hair.
"Why can't you just bite your damned tongue for once! It's bad enough that you dress like a whore! Of course you're going to get negative attention! Our kid had better not lose her chance at normalcy because her idiot mother couldn't keep his fists to himself!"
"You finished?" Devi coughed out.
"No, I'm not!" Sevriel smacked him hard across the face.
"I don't want you here when she gets home. You need to leave for a while and think about what you're going to do because I can't take this shit from you anymore!"
"Where the hell will I go, eh, genius?" Devi grit his teeth as his head was tugged up by the hair again.
"Whores like you will have no problems finding a bed to sleep in; now get changed and get out of here!" Sevriel shoved him toward the bedroom.
Devi quickly locked the door behind him. He didn't want Sevriel attacking him again. His body ached all over, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
He pulled a pair of leather pants, a white ruffled shirt, and a red pirate style coat out of the closet. Tears streamed down his face as he stripped the dress off.
He looked in the mirror at the large welts on his body. He and Sevriel had fought before, but never like this.
He had no idea where he would go. He couldn't stay at Silver's place. When she wasn't around no one new was admitted to stay there. Other than that there were very few people that he could call friends.
Not many would want to be friends with a demon.
Author's note: Okay, I sort of made Sevriel a bastard. He's really not like that. He and Devi do some really stupid things to hurt each other, but not like that. I'm just being mean. LOL.