Our precious immortal days5
MADAM RED: hello, dearest readers! It is wonderful to see you again! This chapter is going to be short and transitional, okay? I really would love some reviews… please? Ill rape Sebby some more *puppy dog eyes* anyways, today I have Ran Mao and Lau here to introduce us.
Lau: I'm sorry you had to see me like this, though, I for one always knew we would meet this way… hello! *hugs Ran Mau on his lap* XxDamnedForeverxX owns nothing but Aiko's soul... Speaking of aiko, have you brushed up on your demonology lately? Hmm, little sister?
Ran Mau: hai…
Last time on OPID…
"There you are. You have been a very bad kitty, haven't you~?" the demon's muscles strung up tight in surprise, much like in the moments the bullet would graze his skin lovingly before entering his skull when he used to shoot himself. It was almost a welcome feeling had it not been inspired by the man he had just been thinking of. "Would you like to tell me where you have been, hmm? I really think it would be better for aiko if you came clean, so to speak" the shinigami chuckled.
The raven's eyes flew open and a feral hiss issued from his inhuman lips. Aiko was asleep in her under garments on the undertaker's lap, her dark haired head resting soundly on his shoulder. He sat on his work bench petting her head with one hand and holding his scythe to her neck with the other. His face was calm and giggly as if he were merely holding their dear aiko that had passed out during the ball back in Austria. He looked as if his death wielding hand had a mind of its own defying the will of the rest of the body. "I did not want aiko to see her angel in such a state so i bade her good night so that we could await your return like a good family." undertaker grinned.
A cacophony of thoughts was racing through his mind; Questions, uncontrollable hate, anger, helplessness, and conviction. In no time at all he went with the strongest impulse; lunging at the elegant scythe as the undertaker's smile morphed into a surprised grimace.
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The demon crashed heavily into the coffin on the work table, smashing it to bits. The Undertaker laughed nervously beside him having only escaped the attack by a mere fraction of a nanosecond. The dark haired raven lashed out again and he threw Aiko none too gently into her coffin as he fled out of immediate range and slammed the lid on tight. The lid was too heavy for her to move so she began banging on it as hard as she could, obviously woken up by the sudden violent clatter. Both men heard it but were too busy with the other to consider comforting her. The Undertaker dodged another head on attack and a few tapers flung through the air towards him. the workshop was nearly full of a torrent of raven feathers. The retired shinigami's expression was slightly toward the worried side, fearful for his body but still enjoying whatever game he was playing at.
He laughed attempting to trip the raven with a coffin kicked across the dirt floor, a feat no human could achieve since it was full oak and completed. "Why are you so angry? Did I make you hate me? I did the same to Aiko and she doesn't hate me." he grinned. "In fact, I'm tempted to do it again with you looking like this, kit-" the silver haired man was cut off when the demon lunged at his scythe again and he had to scurry quickly out of the way. "Hoho~ not looking for a fight? What are you aiming at?" he teased.
The demon growled deep in his chest, defaulting back to his crouched position. "Kill me already, idiot. I have had enough of this filthy world and everyone in it!" his true form flared angrily in long tendrils of blackness, hungrily reaching out to the world. He made to throw himself at the Undertaker's weapon again using an oil lamp that had been sitting atop a coffin to distract him and the older man slammed him with the handle a bit harder than necessary.
The demon felt his back crash through the door and the bakery window across the street, clutching the lamp in hand having been taken by surprise before he could use it. He thudded into the oven heavily. The sound of the silver haired man's laughter was crossing the street. He pulled himself out of the oven and angrily cast the oil lamp aside where it cracked open on a discarded apron by the far wall. The small fire that started glinted off the smiling shinigami's hair as he climbed through the broken window. It amused the man to end when the raven threw himself at the scythe once again and met with the same result as before, sending him crashing into the back room. "Kitty, lets calm down a little." The Undertaker chuckled walking over to kick him while he got to his feet. He pushed the demon down and laid the handle across his chest while he straddled his hips. "We really must be going before they find you. It seems you can run in those little heels quite well but I do think we should give ourselves a head start" he leaned in to touch noses and dip in for a soft kiss only to chuckle when the demon ripped his lip open with his fangs. "besides, if they catch you, they will not kill you. I raise your chances of death by 20% whereas they are 0%. By staying here you are giving up all your hope of dying, are you okay with that?" he teased.
Instead of replying, the demon kicked him off and switched their places, trying to get to the sharp end. The shinigami laughed and shoved him away. A second later the demon crashed both of them through the far wall and took the fight up to the roof. The flame was quickly spreading through the wooden establishment when the elder laughingly ran across the roof tops to make the demon give chase. They fought on the opposite end of the city for hours before either one said anything more. "Why are you so intent on dying, kitty? A demon with a death wish is unheard of, what made you want to go away so badly?" the Undertaker asked when they finally pulled back for a minute.
The demon scoffed at him. "I have no intent to have a heart to heart with you. All you need to do is put me out of my misery." He said taking a deep breath, readying himself for another few hours of trying to get himself killed.
"Oh, so mean," he giggled. "I was only wondering. You seemed very fond of Aiko. I mean, you even eat and bake sweets for her. I'm pretty sure you also never picked up a violin before that time in the shop. A demon in general does not concern himself with a human's welfare like you do with her. You must be a very different demon from the notorious raven I have heard of in the past. You start plagues with the fleas on a single rat and then make afternoon tea with a little human child. How did you bring down the Mayans and act as the god of ancient warring tribes that you would devour one by one? And yet now you have even stopped eating on your little outings. You are some demon, kitty."
"I am not very hungry lately." He replied simply.
The Undertaker grinned. "so you are waiting to have Aiko all to yourself?" the demon glared at him and made to attack but was surprised when the shinigami shook his head. "If that is so, we need to go save her from the fire that is beginning to consume the street before it's too late."
The demon's eyes went wide for a second, debating frantically whether to leave the Undertaker in order to save her or stay and try to be killed so that he might add her onto his list of victims without tasting her. He turned and ran as fast as he could across the city, not hearing the undertaker's final words on the matter.
"not that you will want her when you figure it out."
By the time he arrived, the flames from the building matched the bloody sunrise. Aiko was trapped inside, whimpering in her coffin. The demon ran through the already crumbled door much to the surprise of many spectators convening on the street to watch the fire consuming the houses. A few members of the fire brigade tried to stop him when he ran out with the coughing child in his arms but he kept running until he was caught by the retired shinigami in a back alley. "Here, let's take our leave." He offered pulling him into the shadows. "I think it's time we visited the sun king, since last time you complained about not knowing German well enough."
MADAM RED: like I said, please, please review and give ideas! I love my little anons but I cant reply to them to gush my feelings with them!