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The bet part 3- final

Yako crossed her arms, and knocked on the dressing room door.

"Neuro, come on! It's been nearly an hour, and I only gave you two outfits!" She exclaimed.

Silence practically deafened the room from the door. She sighed and slid to the ground.

She felt something hit her butt, and an irritated growl.

"Move, worm."

She got up, and patted her backside for dirt. She turned around to admire her choice, and nearly gapped at the totally different person before her.

Neuro crossed his arms, and blank faced at her. Yako had to admit; he did look normal in the jeans, and button up shirt. She placed her hand to her chin, glancing at the demon.

"Can't you do anything about those gloves, neuro?" she said "and un-button the top two buttons of your shirt. You look too formal. Also, where's that blazer, I picked out for you?"

She fluttered about, walking into the dressing room, looking for the rejected item of clothing; the black was glossy, matching well with the light blue of the shirt that Neuro was currently wearing. She picked up, and held it up to Neuro. He grabbed it out of her waiting hands.

Yako noticed the electricity that shot through her arm, as his bare skin knocked against hers. She blushed, but went on examining him as he put on the coat.

Shaking her head, she went up to him and un-buttoned the shirt slightly, standing on her toes to do so. Neuro simply stared at her, not knowing what the heat was that was now attacking him.

Stepping away, she smiled at him, and turned him towards the mirror. He admired himself, almost preening himself like a bird. He smirked.

"Well, with some exceptions, you did a," he said, almost pained "good job, slave."

'Course he had to belittle her with that last little detail, but Yako was please none the less.

"Now while I go pick out my stuff, you change back," Yako said "and you meet me at the dressing room."

As she walked away Neuro said;

"Yes, the slave should need MY opinion."

Yako rolled her eyes, and lost herself in the isles, and isles of clothing. She finally picked out a few outfits, and walked over to a dressing room. Before she made it, her vision was violently taken away by something thrown at her. As she struggled to clear her view she heard the familiar low voice that belonged to a certain demon.

"I demand you try this on, slave," Neuro stated.

When she finally got the thing off of her, she took a deep breath of air. She held the evil thing in front of her, and tried not to giggle. She held a blue dress that matched Neuro's (atrocious) suit. It was very pretty, she admitted.

Putting on the top of the pile, she grabbed Neuro's arm, and plopped him onto a fluffy waiting chair. She continued to a dressing room.

Neuro sat, crossing his legs, and waited. He shifted under the female attention he was getting. Of course they'd pay attention to him even in the form of a human, he was top notch!

"Waiting for your girlfriend too?" asked a voice next to him.

He turned to see a dark haired man, leaning against the wall next to him.

"You look familiar…" The man continued, squinting at him.

Neuro smiled, and put on his sugary voice.

"I'm just waiting for my sensei~" he said, "She forced me to come, threatening to strangle me. Women sure are strange~"

The other man laughed, and hit his hands together.

"Ah! You're Yako Katsuragi's assistant, Neuro Nougami!" Said the man.

Neuro was about to say something back when he heard a small voice.

"Neuro, what do you think?"

Neuro turned to her, and felt his heart speed up a bit. How strange. He did admit, however, that Yako did look… adequate. The blue complimented her skin, bringing out her eyes. He heard a whistle next to him, and the man next to him mutter;

"I'd like a piece of that…"

Neuro resisted growling.

"Sensei~ it looks lovely! Promise that when you get it, you won't ruin it while you punish me~" He said, continuing with the sugar voice.

Yako smiled a Mona Lisa smile, and nodded, looking at herself in the mirror next to her.

"I think I'll get it then." Yako said. She wasn't stupid, she knew when Neuro was hinting at something, and he wanted her to get the dress.

She walked back, smiling to herself.

Neuro and her walked over to the register. Yako went first, paying with her allowance, and money that they got from the cases they solved. Hey, every once in a while they'd get paid. Neuro had, along with another blank face, paid with Godai's debit card.

Yako just shook her head.

~Preparing for the party~

Yako had just seen her mom off, when Neuro showed up at her window. He got changed, and she put his hair up. After reviewing how to act around normal people (including getting him NOT to use the sugar voice nor the blank face) She got ready.

When she got out, she pared a heart necklace with some tame earrings. She put on sheer lip-gloss, and got out in less than 10 minutes.

Neuro looked her over, and noticed that her clip clashed with his dress. He bent over her head, and unclipped it. Yako stared at him, as he smirked and put said clip in his pocket. She laughed lightly.

Looping her arm in his, they walked to the police station. Yako told Neuro to ignore Godai, who was very obviously following them in an overcoat, pair of glasses, and a "discreetly" placed camera.

When the got to the station, Sasazuka was standing outside, smoking. He smiled slightly as he saw the two, and followed them into the station.

"You look good, Yako-san," He simply stated.

Yako thanked him, and gasped at the high ceiling of the "ball room". The decorations were elegant, but simple.

Yako and Neuro walked over to a crowd of people that included Higuchi, Ishigaki (who glared at them upon arrival), and other police employs. They talked a bit, and Yako watched Neuro out of the corner of her eye.

He didn't once talk about mysteries, or use his stupid fake voice. He seemed honestly interested in what they were talking about.

An upbeat song came on, and both Yako and Neuro were asked to dance to it, Yako by Higuchi, and Neuro by some tall lady.

Higuchi talked animatedly as they danced, and Yako countered, almost as animated as he was. She did, however, check frequently on Neuro, making sure he wasn't killing anyone, or anything. She saw him smile like a gentleman, and her heart twinged. This did not escape Higuchi's observation.

"Yako- chan," he said, gaining her attention "it looks like I can't hold your attention any longer. Next dance how 'bout you rope that assistant into dancing with you?"

Laughing lightly, she nodded.

That, unfortunately, did not escape Neuro's notice. He felt something akin to rage bubbling inside him. His partner asked, and he brushed it off, returning his attention to her.

When the dance ended, he went looking for the girl, politely refusing the invitations he got to dance with him. Stupid, low, humans. Patience is not something they seemed to posses. He felt a light tap on his shoulder, and he turned around. Yako stood there, asking for the next dance.

Pretending that he hadn't been looking for her in the first place, he nodded.

"I suppose that would be fine since I am currently without a partner…" he said.

They walked onto the dance floor, the tiles glimmering for the occasion. They waited for the music to come on, and were rewarded with slow, classic waltz music. She put her arms on his shoulders as her placed his ungloved hands on her waist. She looked around, and went up on her tiptoes whispering;

"Regular waltz this time," she said, humor evident in her voice "refrain from the demon waltz."

Her breath tickled his ear, and he tried not to pull away from the strange sensation. His grip tightened.

She gasped lightly as his moves to the dance turned more violent. She tried to calm him down, repeating, "Regular waltz Neuro!"

He smiled down at her, and laughed his deep laugh. They returned to a regular dance, as they talked in hushed tones about how the other was bad at dancing, and how she really needed to increase her quota of mysteries found.

When the dance ended, a red-nailed woman pulled Neuro away, with way to much skin showing, and make-up. She talked loudly, and shrewdly.

"Neuro –san~" She said, "Dance with me next!"

Another women of similar dress, and actions showed up, inquiring the same thing. Many more popped up like daisies, fighting over neuro. He seemed to glow with pride, and waved Yako away.

She visually slumped, and she felt tears at the corners of her eyes. But she straightened, wiped them away, and walked over to the food table, her savior.

As she held some punch (her 100th glass), and watched the others dance. She heard someone walk up to her.

"Hello Yako-chan," she turned to see Higuchi "think I can keep your attention now?"

He held out her arm, and she accepted, unaware of the glaring green eyes that were on her. Higuchi noticed this, and smirked at the demon.

A direct challenge, eh? Neuro thought, smiling. Perfect.

His eyes also caught the glasses wearing boy place his hand on the small of Yako's back. His eyes narrowed, and low growl started at the base of his throat. The advances continued, as the other man… no, boy, bent closely to Yako, whispering into her ear.

The music started, and Neuro danced with hi partner, detached. Yako and the boy dance also, distance growing ever closer between them as they talked. Soon they were barely inches from each other. Neuro burst with inhuman speed to the two, just as their lips almost touched, and he cut between the two.

"Sorry, Huchi-san is it?" he said, coldly "Sensei promised me this dance."

With his hand firmly around Yako's arm, he walked away, watched by an amused set of eyes.

They walked over to a corner of the room, and Neuro asserted them into a rushed dance. Yako sent worried glances up to him, but continued, strangely content.

They danced for a long time, sometimes conversing, other times just looking at the other. When Yako enjoyed herself too much, he would flick her, hard, and she would shut up.

The dance ended, and Neuro and Yako were among the last to leave, because they had talked with sasazuka, and other officers who were lecturing them about showing up on certain cases where they shouldn't be.

They walked to Yako's house, and went in, discussing things about the dance. Finally Neuro walked to the door, getting ready to leave, when Yako piped up;

"What about my clip?" She asked.

"Come and get it yourself, slave," Neuro answered tiredly.

She (practically crawling) went over to him, and stood in front of him. When he did nothing, she sighed, and put her hand in his left pocket. She felt nothing, so she reached into his right, blushing pink.

"It's not here," she said, looking up at him.

He stared intently back at her. He seemed to get closer until she was backed against the table by the door, his arms on either side of her. He drew closer, until his breath could be felt on her cheek. She closed her eyes, only to feel the concentrated area of breath move to her shoulder.

He moved away, and held her clip in front of him, expressionless.

"It was on the table," He stated simply "Yako"

He turned away swiftly, and walked over to the door. She heard it open and close. She shook her head to clear her mind, and she ran over to the door. She opened it up, only to feel neuro's lips on hers. When he tried to pull away, she pulled him back to her. She felt his eyelashes against her chin move, and she knew is hypnotic green eyes had widened.

They pulled away, and Neuro backed up shakily.

"Find me 10 mysteries tonight, slave," he said, returning to normal.

He swiftly power walked away, now gloved hands probing his lips. Little did he know, Yako mirrored his actions.

Somewhere in a bush, a "mysterious" pierced, overcoat wearing, man had nearly fainted.

~Next day/ epilogue~

"Godai-san!" Yako said cheerily, waving to the man from her seat in a café.

He smiled, clutching the photos in his hand. He sat down in the seat in front of her, splaying them on the table. He looked them over, smiling.

"I won the bet~" she said cheerily "you have to pay for my food~"

Godai ignored her, vain popping. He picked out one photo, and smashed it into her face.

She looked at it, and groaned. The picture showed neuro, at the party, flipping a birdie at the camera. That wouldn't have been so bad if his hand didn't curl into a claw. The women next to him looked like she was in mid-gasp. Yako groaned once again.

"So, about my payment…"

Hey peeps! It's been a while since I've updated, and I apologize!!!! For this chapter, you should thank my muse- my cat Daisy. Lol, I hope you enjoyed this!!! Please leave me a review! It makes me happy : 3

~Lionwhizk