Demon Guardians is (c) Warattari Panini, a collaboration manga drawn by me and written by Nicola Goodman.
The first series is nearing completion, and we have the second season planned out, which is when this story is taking place.
Please note that if you haven't read the manga, you might be getting a little confused by what's going on.
You don't need to have read it to understand this story but it helps. Here is where you can read it: .com/gallery/#Demon-Guardians-volume1
Please enjoy the story; I welcome constructive critiscm and reviews!~
Note: 'Minors', as mentioned throughout this story, are Kerocho, Baki and Ruskow, who are like mini version's of the Guardians. (Bar Ruskow- he's just there..), they have animal like features and wings~ and 'baka' means idiot (:
This chapter contains heavy DemonShipping which is MinukiXKamina. Don't flame!

Demon Guardians

"Naminééé~!" groaned Kamina, for the thirty first time that day. "Why do we have to stay inside looking at all these god awful paintings of people with weird noses?"
Minuki slumped against his shoulder, groaning in unison.
"They're not awful they're wonderful masterpieces. Kaiza-chan, look at that one!"
The Guardians were all observing the paintings in the Louvre in Paris, before heading off to their next hotspot of Demon sightings.
"Doesn't it take a whole DAY just to traipse around this place?"
"This 'place' is a work of art too, Kamina-chan." Naminé smiled.
Kamina blushed. "It's a GLASS PYRAMID, Naminé-chan!"
"Isn't it wonderful?"
He gave up, throwing his arms up in exasperation. Kaiza giggled happily and Minuki shot her a warning look.
The younger guardians were happy being towed along by the senior, as she explained in depth each painting and answered questions like a real guide would. The minors all stared at the art works, from Kaiza and Bianca's bags, eyes filled with wonder and astonishment at the human skill.
"They're not going to miss us," Kamina grinned as the group wandered down another corridor. Minuki returned the smile and they linked hands, returning to the bright sunshine for a drink.
Clouds drifted along like plumes of cotton candy and Minuki breathed in the busy French air.
"I have change, Minuki, if you want an ice cream." Kamina was saying.
She gave him a thumbs up and wandered to a nearby stall selling all kinds of sweet treats. Minuki stared in confusion at the letters and prices posted everywhere. She struggled with English as it was, without having to confuse herself with French.
The smiley Kiosk lady beamed at them.
"Bonjour!"
That much Minuki could handle.
She was about to reply when the woman reeled into a long, complicated speech about her offers and prices and additional merchandise that left Minuki blank. At her elbow though, Kamina coughed nervously.
"E-Eh, Madmoiselle, je voudrais…" and he began to tell the seller what they wanted.
His cheeks were red and Minuki could see it was something he didn't like to show off about.
She stared, slack jawed.
"Merci, bonjour!" the lady grinned, handing over two strawberry ices. As they left, Minuki was still stari-
wait isn't bonjour hello?
(A/N:No, it actually means 'good day' so she was saying, 'thank you have a GOOD DAY')
Oh.
-ing at Kamina. He hadn't known a single word in English three years ago, how come all of a sudden he was bilingual?
"I didn't know you were such a French whiz!" she said, peeling the wrapper off of her ice cream. Kamina blushed at the compliment.
"L-like I told you before, I travelled a lot after Luther…"
"How many languages do you know?"
His face reddened. "Eh…"
"List them for me."
When the cat boy glanced at her face, he noticed she was not angry or mocking but genuinely intrigued and impressed.
"Japanese, French, Spanish, German, Chinese, Russian, African, Italian and Norwegian."
Minuki frowned, but it quickly broke into a smile.
"And you still don't know English?"
He nearly shoved his ice cream in her face. "Give me a break! That is one hard language!"
Minuki laughed out loud. "It's not so hard, here, let's try something,"
Kamina turned to face her, trying to scowl but having little luck.
"'He-llo', say that for me, like this: 'hello'."
"'He'-?"
"'Hello'."
"'He'-?"
Minuki was clutching her sides now, Kamina's expression of effort and confusion sparking a serious hyperactive giggle inside her stomach.
"Hell if I know!" he huffed.
"No, no, lose a few letters and you've got it!" she laughed.
Soon, Kamina was laughing too and French locals passed them with bewildered expressions which only made them laugh more. Minuki produced a camera from her bag as Kamina wiped tears from his eyes.
"C'mon, let's go make some memories!"
And so they did, linking arm and arm as they walked the street and tried on all the strange hats and glasses and t-shirts on the stalls before being shoved away. They strolled over bridges several times and waved at people on boats passing below and some people waved back. As it grew darker, Kamina had an idea.
"Let's go to the Eiffel Tower,"
"Why there?"
"Because it's the most iconic landmark of France!" he took her hand as they waved a bus down. "And they're lighting it up tonight!"
Minuki couldn't resist the idea.
It sounded… Kind of like a date.
In fact, the whole day had been just one Kamina-packed dream. Similar to the time she and Luther went on a date. The thought made her glum and Kamina picked up on this quickly. She was touched he was never too baka to notice her occassionally.
"What is it?"
"Mm.. I was thinking about the time Luther and I went on a date."
Kamina looked down at her-she never thought that would happen- and blinked. "You two went out?"
"Thinking back now, I guess it wouldn't be so bad if we did, but Luther told me he already loved someone."
"Oh?"
"I thought it was you."
"Oh!" he hit her playfully over the head before standing abruptly as they turned a corner. "There's the Tower, Minuki!"
She followed his gaze and grinned.
It was rather magical, all of the lights shining and twinkling like a scattering of stars. The warm air had resided to a cool evening breeze as they looked up at it's beauty in fascination. "What about you, Kamina?" she asked rubbing her arms. The cat boy wrapped her in a hug and they swayed on the spot.
"What about what?"
"You."
"What about me what?"
She giggled. "Did you and Naminé ever go out?"
Kamina pulled a face. "Yeah, right. She doesn't like me that way you know that, Minuki."
She felt sad then, for she had a chance with Luther and now a perfect day with Kamina in Paris of all romantic places on earth. Another giggle.
"Nyu?"
"Just thinking how much more romantic this is in comparison to Luther's date."
"Why? Where'd you go?"
"The sushi bar at lunch break."
Kamina chuckled. "Are you kidding? Sushi bars scream romance. Where do you think they film all those romcom's nowadays? Vegas?"
The two laughed, hugging one another under a starlit Eiffel Tower.

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I'd love reviews and ideas on what you think! Don't worry fangirls; there shall be yaoi next chapter~
Amy Galloway