Chapter Twenty Five - Adieu

We didn't have sex, unfortunately. We did, however, lie there for almost an hour. At first we were hungrily kissing each other, savages tearing at each other's flesh for an entirely selfish desire, but then we talked a bit about how we were going to break the news to everyone who wasn't aware about.. us. We then put on our clothes again, also unfortunately.

As of right now, Ashiya is out of the bathroom and scarfing down our leftovers as if he hadn't eaten in weeks, Maou is watching him with his eyebrows raised in amusement, and I.. Well, I'm thinking back to when it all started. I know, I know, it's cheesy as all Hell, but.. how the actual fuck did we end up here? How did we go from hating each other to becoming so close?

After everyone was cast, we held this grudge against each other, like it was only one person's fault instead of all of ours (and yet everyone was that one person). Maou was the biggest dick of us all, but his disdain for everything and sadistic ideas made us all look up to him. So needless to say, he quickly became our leader, and we dominated the useless place that is the planet Earth. The process wasn't slow, as he had many ideas in mind, all of which we were eagerly willing to put into place.

Throughout the way, us demons grew closer as a twisted family, but there were still two people I hated with a burning passion: the sexy-ass King and his obnoxious lackey. Maou would treat everyone as his inferior, sleep with everyone and everything he could, randomly decide to cause plague or war, and expect people to bow down to him without having to earn their respect. He was such an asshole.

Of course I thought he was the most attractive damn thing ever. Why the literal fuck wouldn't I?

Alciel always hated me, and I never really understood why. Of course I didn't treat him well because he was closer to the King than the rest of us, and that doesn't automatically give him brownie points, you know? So it just didn't make any sense to me.

And I honestly still don't get it. Why the drama? Is it because I was threat to Maou? Is it because I was a threat to him..? I know I was a dick to Maou and wanted to punch him almost all the time, but I'd never be stupid enough to actually do it. He could snap my fucking neck with just his pinkie finger if he wanted to. And I know Alciel is an idiot, but he should know that I most definitely am not. I'd only ever purposely hit Maou if he tried to start shit with me, but I don't foresee that happening. And I definitely don't want to kiss his ass in order to be showered with attention. I would rather drink bleach. I'll earn attention by being myself, thanks.

Both of them would make my life miserable, always assigning me shitty tasks that wasted the time I could have been destroying someone or something. Why help clean the bathrooms when I can cause a devastating earthquake in Los Angeles? Or more importantly train the soldiers for war?

It's hard to understand... Maou would beat the shit out of me just because he could, and then fucking Alciel would ignore my pain and make me do something completely unimportant and even more unproductive.
Maybe I put up with it because Maou was and is sexy and I have no other choice but to not murder Ashiya. Or maybe there's some part deep deep deep deep deep down that secretly kind of actually likes their presence for some dumb ass reason. I don't know.

I guess just thinking about all the shit we've gone through together is making me all mushy and gross. I mean, we've spent millions of years together as brothers, enemies, friends, and now Maou is my lover. I've hugged them, yelled at them, gotten into brutal fist fights with Alciel, sucked face and slept with Maou, and a lot of other shit that I'd rather not spend hours discussing.

Maybe I am a huge sap. Glancing around the room at Ashiya's mashed potato and gravy covered chin and listening to Maou's literally perfect laugh, I don't think I'd trade this for the world.

"Well, since you dirtied all these dishes, Urushihara, I think you should be the one to clean them."

On second thought, I think I'd prefer world domination.

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Yes yes, I am the worst author ever for not updating for like five whole months. School's taken a lot of my time away, and then of course my mind is like 'Hey I know you've got a million things you gotta write already, but this would be a hella rad story idea.' so there's that, too.

I also felt like I dragged this out more than enough, and I wanted the last chapter to be awesome. I kind of feel like I didn't succeed with that at all, as I think this chapter is 100% sloppy and rushed, but I wanted to get it up ASAP. I'm really sad to let this go, since it was my first FFN fic (and I think published fanfic ever?) and I've met so many awesome and friendly people because of it! It's also a really great way to see how far I've come and how much my writing has improved.

I want to thank all of you so much for taking time out of your day to read this and for enjoying (or even not enjoying) it. I've gotten harsh comments, extremely sweet comments, and even criticism that was actually constructive, which is awesome. :) Thank you all so so much!

I am most definitely planning on going through and editing grammar mistakes, any titles mishaps, and maybe even adding onto some things, so I guess this isn't technically totally done yet. But it also is, lol. And I'm going to boost the rating up to M for the sexual themes and Luci's potty-mouth.

And don't worry too much; this isn't going to be my last venture into anime fics. I've got SnK/Aot and Yuri! on Ice ficlets in the backlogs, so you can watch for those if you'd like.

This has been such a great experience for me, and I hope to see you all again.
Until next time ~ xo