As would be expected, Yukio was avoiding you in class. Ignoring you, pretending you weren't even there. You followed him around none the less, on his heel and carrying out a one-sided conversation despite the annoyance shining in his eyes. By the time he thoroughly ignoring you through out lunch you were starting to get annoyed yourself, you didn't like being ignored it was almost an insult to your beauty. Appearance is highly prided among Succubi.
It wasn't until history that you hit a stroke of luck. The teacher called you both up to his desk, explaining how since you two were his most responsible students that he wanted you to spend class running him a few errands.
Yukio agreed with a stony expression in a clipped tone. You followed suit, though a tad more enthusiastic.
You exited the class and continued down the halls, casting glances at each other all the way to the other end of the massive school building. It wasn't until after dropping off a stack of papers to another teacher did he finally speak.
"Why are you still acting as if nothing is different?" He didn't look at you, stony eyes set on the empty hall in front of him.
"Nothing really is different." You responded apathetically. "I always have been a demon, you've always been an exorcist."
"But you're still putting up your sweet little innocent front." He replied, ice dripping from his voice.
You looked over to him, "I told you already, it's not an act. That's exactly how I would act if I was human, it isn't the whole truth, but it's not a front either."
Yukio's brow creased, tone turning fierce. "Not telling the whole truth is a lie. You are just a lying demon who's only purpose is to cause chaos and suck out men's souls." You unconsciously flinched at his tone, it sounded so similar to the tone used by Satan in one of his bipolar rages. It sent fear twisting in your stomach.
Shaking off the chill down your spine, you stepped in front of him, stopping his path. He glared as your lips brushed lightly against his while you spoke. "Then why didn't I suck out your soul when you kissed me on the roof?"
He pursed his lips tightly, he had no answer to give.
You smiled, pressing your lips to his a quick one-sided kiss before pulling away and whispering. "Exactly."
He continued to glare as you turned and continued on your way back to class. "There is a method to my madness, Yukio. The question is, can you figure it out?"