"You're not very good at that game."
"Shut up, miss-skanks-a lot, it's a hard game."
Again you were in cram school, making some small talk with Shura, though you were mostly just looking over her shoulder and adding commentary. Ignoring Yukio at the front of the class, of course.
That is you were ignoring him until he started reading out a particular chapter in the text you were assigned.
"Demons of lust." He stated. Your head snapped up, his eyes swept the classroom, though lingered on you for a moment too long. "The Incubus and Succubus, these are particularly nasty demons to get rid of and tend to attack without their victim even knowing what is happening."
Ryuji's hand shot up into the air. "I thought we were going to be studying ghouls today."
"There was a slight change of plans." Yukio stated as he reached for a black leather book. He held it in front of nose and flipped it open. You tensed in your seat, it was the Holy Bible.
He looked back up to the class. "Who here has memorized First Corinthians?"
Two hands shot up, one belonging to Ryuji, the other to the Kamiki girl. Yukio's eyes trailed over to the girl, nodding to her he said, "Miss Kamiki, chapter six, verse eighteen, please."
She rose from her seat with a determined air about her. You began to panic, Yukio was certainly a clever one, he was waiting to see if you fell writhing on the ground after the reading a one of your fatal verses. Shura chuckled next to you, but you ignored her, instead you gat a good grip on the desk and tried to look as impassive as possible. This is bad, very bad.
You tensed further when Kamiki opened her mouth to speak. "'That is why I say to you, run from sexual sin. No other sin affects the body as this one does.'" Imediately there was an extreme pain in your chest, as if whatever was left of your damned soul was lashing out against the inside of your ribcage trying to rip it's way out. Your skin crawled and your blood felt like it was boiling in your veins. You vaugly registered the wood of the desk splintering in your grip through the pain that ran rampant through your body. Instead you chose to dig your nails inyou your palms, the blood ran between your fingers and you hid them in your skirt. You couldn't tell how long it lasted, though you knew it was only a few sentances, but when her voice died you almost thanked God right then and there. "'When you sin this sin it is against your own body.'"
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and unclenched your teeth tasting blood on your now mangled tongue.
Yukio regarded you from the front of the class with a cool, yet wavering stare. He still didn't know what to think, you didn't show much, but he could tell without a doubt, you were in pain.
The way your entire body tensed and your face went ashen, even now your movement had a tremble to them. There was no doubt, you were something demonic, and that right there is enough grounds for extermination. But, despite his initial impulse to just pull out a gun and send a bullet through your forehead, he didn't make a move for his guns. He just couldn't imagine actually shooting you, maybe you weren't bad, maybe you were like Mephisto and decided to turn over a new leaf. Maybe you were like his brother, a child of a demon and a human.
Maybe Yukio was just making excuses because deep down in his heart he felt bad for putting you through that torture.