"Once more." Father Hensen said over the roar of the rain and wind. Clawdette laid a few feet from him, mouth open, panting from the exerted effort. "How can you hope to become strong if you give up so easily?" Father Hensen scolded, glaring down at the small child. Clawdette took in one more deep breath and shakily got to her feet, her knees knocking against one another while she raised her small, bruised fists.
"I'm ready." She said, barely audible to even herself. Father Hensen smirked and raised his wooden training sword.
"I apologize for the weather, Sweets." Amaimon said, looking out the window at the rain.
"It's okay; I'm not bothered by it." Candy said, ignoring the pet name he had given her. Candy was too busy watching the water drip down the tinted windows. She did not like how rain suddenly made a car feel cold, but she was not about to show any form of weakness around him.
"Big Brother made the dinner arrangements." He said, leaning towards her ever so slightly. Candy acted as if she did not notice, which only made Amaimon more excited. He wanted to learn everything there was to know about females, but mostly he was curious about their anatomy. Why wouldn't they let men look at them?
Mephisto had allowed Amaimon to watch something on TV that he said would help him with that problem, and then left the room. Amaimon did not understand anything that was happening on the screen. It was a movie that they showed children in a health class, explaining the human anatomy, which only confused him more. You just could not learn just some things by watching a movie.
"How long have you been an exorcist?" Candy asked unexpectedly, turning to him. Amaimon shivered slightly and looked at her confused.
"Exorcist?"
"I… saw you with your familiar. I know exorcists can have familiars, and I don't think it's possible that you're a demon." Candy said, raising a finger as she explained.
"And why do you think that? Maybe I am a demon and the shield around the school is just weak." Amaimon asked, playing along with her.
Candy only snickered, "Mephisto is too strong to have a 'weak' shield." Candy noted, still looking at him for an explanation on the hobgoblin. Amaimon did not give her one; he only stared forward at the empty seat across from him. Candy did not push anything more.
"When did you become an exorcist?" He asked back.
"Um… two days ago or so. I got my weapon from a family friend and he," she sighed softly, "he told me about my heritage." Amaimon looked her over, quickly. Slumped shoulder, downcast eyes, hands limp at the wrists. She was sad. Amaimon knew about Japanese culture and customs, but that was the end of it. He did not understand the way humans acted.
Candy glanced up when she felt his arms wrap around her. The hug was awkward, as if he had never given one before. "I am sorry for making you sad." He said softly, making a strange attempt to make her feel better.
"Huh? I'm not sad, I'm just thinking."
"Oh. About what?"
"My family. I never knew them but… hey, if they had a daughter like me they must have been awesome." Candy smirked, looking up at him with determined eyes.
"Am I being a good boyfriend?"
"Tch, ask me after the date and I'll have a better answer for you."
"That sounds fair." Amaimon said, reaching into a small compartment in the limo and pulling out a lollipop
"You like candy, huh?"
"Why are you speak in third person again?" Amaimon said, not looking at her as he unwrapped the orb of sugar and artificial flavors.
"No, I mean… ugh, fine, just call me Clawdette." Candy said, hanging her head.
"No, I like calling you Candy." He said, placing the sucker in his mouth. Candy only gave an airy giggle as she shook her head.
"You are very complex, Amai-kun." Candy said, lessening her hatred for him some. Amaimon looked at her, his tired eyes showing more amusement than they normally do.
The rest of the car ride was spent in silence, neither talking but both of them stealing glances of one another. The nervousness in the car was palpable. When it had finally stopped, Amaimon had to pause and remember the rules his older brother had told him before offering her the umbrella instead of taking it for himself. Candy scurried along the sidewalk quickly, her roman style sandals getting soaked and causing her feet to slip around. Amaimon came behind her quickly, skidding under the awning and staring back out at the rain. "That was fun."
"What don't you find fun?" Candy asked, closing the umbrella and handing it to a helpful employee.
"Being ignored." Amaimon said. While Candy had her back turned, she smirked and walked on ahead of him, giving him no acknowledgment. Amaimon watched her walk into the restaurant, waiting for her to turn and smile, but she simply disappeared behind the wooden doors.
That minx! How dare she ignore him when he specifically told her he did not like it?!
Candy was standing at the Maître d's table, her back still to Amaimon until he stood next to her. "Oh! Amaimon, there you are, I was worried." Candy said, placing a hand over her heart as they did in the movies. Amaimon scowled at her as the Maître d took out some menus and lead them to a private booth in the back. This girl was pissing him off again, when he had done nothing to deserve it. He had another vision of her on the ground screaming for mercy as he pulled on her arm, trying to get it to come off. He was angry enough to forget that the woman was to be seated first before the man sat. Candy smirked at him and opened her menu.
"Do you want to die a terrible death?"
"Aren't terrible deaths the only kind?" Candy questioned, turning back to the pages before her and smiling, "oh, yum! They have the caterpillar roll!" Amaimon opened his and looked at the food options.
"What are these things?" He asked, looking over the options.
"Huh? They are the food choices. When the waiter comes back and asked what you want to eat, you tell him what you want from the menu." Candy said.
"It seems strange. What if I don't remember what I want?"
"Then use these." Candy said, grabbing a paper menu from a holder. "Put an X next to what you wanna have, and then you either give it to the waiter or tell him." Amaimon sighed as he listened to her.
"So much work for food." He said, looking up at her. "What do you know of your family?" Amaimon asked after the waiter took their orders and went off to the kitchen.
"Nothing really. They died in a house fire I think, they were great exorcists and that's it." She said, seemingly more interested in the music that was playing on the stereo system of the restaurant. Amaimon titled his head to listen. He did not really like it; it was a woman singing with piano and harp music. Apparently, she had lost her wings and could not fly anymore and she blamed a ghost whom she loved. What kind of music was this? (A/N: It is Everytime by Britney Spears, just so you know).
"That's it? Nothing else? How did you survive?"
Candy shrugged and swirled her glass of water, "I don't know. All I know is I somehow wound up at some monastery where a priest took me in and raised me." Amaimon raised his hand and chewed his thumb's nail in thought.
"Someone must have brought you there. Maybe a member of your family set the house on fire out of anger and abandoned you." Amaimon thought aloud, not taking into consideration Candy's emotions. The aforementioned girl looked up with a small gasp, her eyes wide and pupils dilating.
"What did you just… say?"
"It's just a simple statement. There has to be a reason why they are dead and you are sitting here in front of me. Don't you think?" Amaimon said, tilting his head to the side and eyeing her. Candy looked away from him towards the maroon colored wall. "Didn't I tell you I don't like being ignored?" Amaimon asked, reaching across the table and turning her head back to face him, only to earn a growl from the lilac haired girl.
"Don't you dare touch me!"
Amaimon blinked and stared at her in confusion, thankfully for him the food had arrived. Candy did not wait for him to say another word before shoving two rolls into her. Amaimon watched her, trying to read her before going to eating himself.
Dinner was more than awkward as neither of them spoke. Amaimon made attempts to get her to talk, but she only looked up momentarily before looking back down at her plate or fiddling with a piece of salmon. Candy had eaten a majority of the sushi during the meal, giving her an excuse not to speak while Amaimon generally nibbled on a piece of tuna.
"What are those orange things?" Amaimon asked, pointing to the tiny orange balls on the plate. Candy remained silent. "Am I supposed to eat this green glob?" He asked, pointing to the wasabi. Candy only glanced at him before turning her attention back to the food. "Why aren't you talking to me?" He demanded, grabbing her left hand that had been resting on the table. Candy only jerked it but Amaimon held firm.
Amaimon wanted to get a reaction out of her. Something simple like a laugh or even a gasp would work. Letting go of her hand and leaning his arms on the table he allowed his green furred tail to unravel itself from his torso and slip into the table, hidden from view by the long tablecloth. He felt around with the sensitive hairs on the tip of his tail before finding the cloth of her dress and slipping his tail under it, tickling her legs. Candy gasped and jerked her legs up, knocking them on the table.
"Something just touched my leg." She said, peeking under the table, but Amaimon and pulled his tail back under his shirt and smiled at her.
"What touched your leg?"
"I don't know, but it was furry! Is there a cat in here?"
"That wouldn't be sanitary." The green haired one stated as she turned in her seat to look further into the restaurant. Amaimon could not help but notice the amount of breast he could see from this angle. He was sure if she had turned further, it would have slipped out. He felt something stir inside him at the sight that made him tickle all over. Candy turned back to him, shaking her head.
"I know I felt something, I swear I did."
"Are you talking to me now?"
"Fine. Fine. Whatever." Candy said, resting her chin on her hand. "What do you want to talk about?"
"What exactly is sushi?"
"It's sticky rice, sea weed, avocado, celery, sometimes a type of cheese and a piece of raw or cooked fish. Though, technically, the rice is the only thing that is 'sushi', while with raw fish, it is supposed to be called 'sashimi'. However, because of Westerners, we just flat out call it all sushi. It simplifies it for everyone." Amaimon pointed to the soy sauce. "That is a type of sauce used to flavor the sushi; you should only use a little, however." Amaimon bit his thumb's sharp black nail, looking around the table. He knew chopsticks, he knew sugar… what was it he didn't know that was at the table? Amaimon pointed at her breasts. "Why are you so fascinated by my breasts?"
"I'm curious. I only saw them from a distance, now I wanna see them up close."
"Besides seeing them, is there anything you need to know?"
"Do you have them because you are physically mature and use them as a sign to advertise your fertility to possible mates?" Candy stared at him, her face frozen in shock/disgust. Why did this guy keep going on about 'mates'?
"No, I don't use them for anything; women grow them when we mature, around age 14 primarily."
"Such a long time to wait to conceive a child. Wouldn't it be easier to do it years before?" This guy is really starting to creep her out…
"Amaimon, if you keep asking strange questions like this, I will ignore you completely." She warned, pointing a finger at him.
"Ok… how long does your gestation time last?"
"Nine months." Candy sighed.
"Awfully long time to wait for an heir."
"What?"
"Will you show me how to create a child? The way you humans do it?" Candy stared at him before placing her thumb and index finger together, bringing them to the corner of her mouth, twisting them in the old 'I'm shutting up now' sign. Amaimon stared at her. "Are you going to answer me?" Candy looked away from him, a bored look on her face. "If you are being this rude then I believe we should go." Amaimon said, standing and offering a hand to her, which she ignored as she stood, sending a nervous glance at the table. Amaimon smiled and linked his arm with hers despite her trying to pull it away.
Outside, the rain had slowed to a simple drizzle, which Candy thought was not enough to use the umbrella as they walked. The limo was waiting for them around the corner where they had left it. Amaimon opened the door for Candy and slipped in behind her. Candy had moved so she was sitting in the center of the limo, but Amaimon followed like a lonely puppy. "I'm bored."
"Good for you." Candy growled, looking away from him.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm regretting ever agreeing to this date."
"Why?"
"Because you're an inconsiderate bastard!" Candy erupted. "You know nothing about my family! How dare you say they abandoned me!" She was in a rage now and Amaimon was glad she did not have her naginata with her. Amaimon smiled and put his knees on the seat, walking forward on his hands. "Stay the fuck away from me!" Candy yelled, ready to grab her knife if she needed it.
"You're fun." Amaimon said before pouncing on her, pinning her shoulders down on the leather seat.
"Gah! Get off me!" Candy screamed, trying to get a leg under him to push him away, but Amaimon only lowered himself so he was laying on top of her, smiling brightly.
"Is this how the 'sexual things' start?" He asked happily, tail escaping his shirt.
"Goddamn it get off 'a me!" Candy screamed, thrashing around beneath him. Amaimon watched her, a smile on his face as he brought the fluffy end of his tail to her face and stroked her cheek. Candy moved her head quickly away from it before fully seeing what it was. Her eyes followed the thin body of the tail as it disappeared behind Amaimon's back, who only smiled, showing his sharp canines. Candy's heart skipped a beat as she took this in. Sharp, elongated teeth, furry tail and pointed ears. She mentally slapped herself for not seeing it before; he was a demon.
"I see some recognition in your eyes, have you realized what I am?" Candy only nodded, terrified beyond words.
"I only came to Assiah a few days ago, but I've been very curious about a lot of things. However, lately I have found myself growing more and more curious about females. Why don't you like people looking at you when you undress?" He asked, leaning up some and looking down at her body. Candy's heart was pounding hard enough to cause her some pain. "Do human females have some strange deformity they don't like people to see?" Amaimon's tail had hooked the hem of her dress and was dragging it upwards.
Candy took advantage and delved her hand to her thigh, grabbing her knife and removing it from its holster. "Piss off!" She yelled, flicking the blade open and going to stab Amaimon. Before the point punctured the skin of his neck, Amaimon grabbed her wrist, bending it back enough to cause her to drop it in pain.
"That wasn't nice, I'm only curious." Amaimon said, his tail leaving her dress alone as he laid his full length on her. Candy growled and tried to get away from him. Amaimon hummed softly, playing with a lock of her hair. "I've never been more curious about anything in my life; can't I just take a peek?"
"No you can't get a peek, ya bastard!" Candy growled, wondering if she should instead sink her teeth into his neck. It was right there after all, she only had to tilt her head an inch to the left and she could do it. Amaimon shifted and nuzzled his nose into her neck.
"I won't kill you unless you give me a reason to do so." He told her, stroking her face with one of his long black fingernails.
"Like hell." Candy sneered, trying to lessen the contact between their skin. Amaimon paid no mind to her as he stared at the column of milky skin in front of his eyes. Humans were so delicate. If he simple punctured the artery on her temple, she would be dead in minutes, yet she was mean to him, as if she wanted to die. His tail was still shifting around, sometimes slapping against her face gently.
After about the fifth hit Candy grew irritated and gripped onto his tail, "keep this thing under con—" Candy stopped when Amaimon's body stiffened and he let out a low grunt. Candy eyed him suspiciously, giving another firm grip to his tail, causing his body to become rigid and his teeth bare in a low hiss. "What? This sensitive or something?" She asked, sliding her hand along his tail slowly. Amaimon let out a shaky breathe, his claws digging into the leather of the seat. Candy smirked and gripped it tighter than before. "If you let me up I'll let go."
Amaimon gave out a throaty chuckle, "I don't want you to let go, Sweets." Candy gulped and slowly released his tail. Great, I just turned on a demon… fuck me…
"Please get off me." Candy said, staring at the ceiling.
"I won't get up until we reach your dorm." Amaimon said, twiddling with some more of her hair. Candy moved her head farther from his and sighed. The car ride was nearly fifteen minutes.
She hated herself now.
Amaimon sighed happily. So this is what it felt like to be on 'cloud nine'. Amaimon had read that phrase in one of big brothers manga books but he never understood what it was. He assumed it had meant someone was dreaming of flying nine miles over the ground. Tonight she smelled like lemon candy… or maybe it was minty… he did not really care anymore. She was so soft and warm beneath him, and that sporadic heartbeat of hers made him feel so alive. He was sad when the car stopped in front of her dorm.
He grunted slightly as he got off her, moving so he was on the opposite side of the limo than her. "You can go, I suppose. Unless you'd like to come to my home."
Candy rose up and snatched her knife from the floor, sending a glare at Amaimon. "If I ever, find you anywhere near me, I will run you through with Eri." Candy warned, shifting herself down the seat to the door.
"You're an amazing girlfriend, Candy, I go hope we go on another date soon." Amaimon said, giving her a soft smile as she climbed out of the limo and ran inside. Amaimon smiled, to himself as he fished out another lollipop.
Candy ran up the stairs three at a time, glancing behind her to make sure she was not being followed. She thought maybe he was just a playful idiot, but no, he just HAD to be a goddamn demon who wanted to get in bed with her! Candy groaned inwardly as she unlocked her door and slammed it behind her, leaning against it and sighing. Hopefully she was safe here…
Her feet hurt slightly, as the sandals she wore gave her little support. She contemplated if she should stay home tomorrow to avoid that dude or if she should ignore him completely. No. That would not work. He seemed to get pissed when he was ignored and she didn't want to wake up with him in her bed.
Candy shed her dress and dropped it into the laundry basket in the corner, doing the same with her underwear. She went to walk to her bed when she realized she would by walking by the window, and she did not close the blinds. She cursed and slipped back into the shadows. Now she was going to live a paranoid life not knowing when he was going to be watching or not! She grabbed an extra blanket from the closet and wrapped it around herself, feeling safe to walk across the room, giving off the bird to the window as she passed for added measure.
Amaimon smiled. She had gotten smart. He had seen her slip the dress off but she had moved out of sight before the bottoms came off. He only saw her leg next but she had retreated, coming back into view with a blanket wrapped around her. What made him most excited what the fact she had flipped him off, as though she knew he was there watching her.
She is getting smart. I like that.
Okay, all! I wanna thank you again for reading this, it means a lot to me!
I know there has been some confusion regarding the time-line of this story as Father Fujimoto is currently alive but Amaimon is here when he shows up about 2 months later or so (I think). Look, I suck at time lines in stories so I kinda just made my own where Amaimon is already in Assiah at the time of Fujimotto's death. I'll think of something to make it more understandable, I just hate having two characters who are supposed to fall in love be away from each other for chapters on end (Don't you dare point out my "Soul Eater Online Romance"! Soul and Ki-Ki had been in contact, they just never met!)
Also, I know I have gotten more requests to continue my other stories, and don't worry, I'm working on them as we speak, I'm just trying to do original stuff that sets me apart from everyone else who writes stories.