"Defteros. Wake up,"

The words wafted through the early morning sunlight, tickling Defteros's ears and coaxing him from the clutches of sleep. He groaned, his hand fumbling for the source of the disturbance, hoping to silence it and steal a few more moments of rest.

But the voice persisted, growing louder as the voice it belonged to shook Defteros's shoulder. With a resigned sigh, Defteros opened his eyes, squinting against the bright light that streamed through his curtains. The sun had already risen, casting an intangible glow across the room. As his vision cleared, he was met with the sight of Yuzuriha perched beside him on the bed. Her presence was unsurprising. She was his roommate which he was already regretting despite the fact they'd only lived together for a day. He propped himself up on his elbows, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hand until his vision was no longer cloudy with sleep.

And there she was, Yuzuriha, her long blond hair pulled into a loose braid that fell over her left shoulder. She wore an oversized white t-shirt and black shorts, and Defteros couldn't help but think she looked cute. Not that he would ever admit it aloud. Then again, that allure was often overshadowed by her knack for being a pain in his ass.

"What do you want?" He grumbled, his voice still thick with sleep. He'd hoped to have more time before having to interact with anyone, let alone his new roommate. Yuzuriha with a bored expression stared back at him in silence, which made him stare at her with the same expression. A battle between the two. After a moment, Defteros's brows furrowed and his lips formed a deep frown, while Yuzuriha maintained her bored expression. She blinked once, then twice, her lips pursing ever so slightly as her patience grew thin.

"You're going to make me ask again, aren't you?" Defteros finally asked.

"Yes," Yuzuriha replied simply and he groaned.

"Why did you wake me up?"

"I'm hungry,"

Defteros sighed, his head dropping back against his pillow. He rubbed his temples, trying to fight the growing headache.

"And?"

"And," Yuzuriha's voice became softer, "I'm hungry,"

"So eat something," Defteros groaned, burying his face in his pillow.

"I can't,"

He sighed, turning to her. "What do you mean you can't?"

"I can't cook,"

He laughed, shaking his head and deciding that he would not entertain her. He turned his back towards her and pulled the blankets over his head. He closed his eyes, ready to return to his slumber, but Yuzuriha had other plans. She tugged on his blankets, prying them away from him until his face was once again exposed to the sunlight.

"I'm not joking, Defteros,"

He glared at her, and she stared back, her face blank. After a moment, her brow furrowed, and she frowned.

"I can't cook," she repeated.

There was an odd sincerity to her words. A subtle hint of something he couldn't quite place, a sadness that flickered in her eyes, a slight waver in her voice, that had him reconsidering his earlier assumption. This is the part where he can't tell if she's telling the truth, or if she's trying to con him into making her food.

"Please," she begged and this time she straddled his hips, her hands pressed to his chest, "Please make me something. I'm starving,"

Defteros scoffed, trying his hardest to ignore the way his heart fluttered at the sight of her straddling him.

"Please, Defteros,"

His frown deepened, and he was about to protest when he heard his stomach growl. Yuzuriha chuckled, a smug grin spreading across her face.

"Shut up,"

"I didn't say anything,"

"I know what you were thinking,"

Yuzuriha laughed, a melodious sound, and Defteros felt his frown slowly fade. She shifted, leaning closer to him, her forehead pressing to his.

"You need food, too,"

He sighed. She was right, but that didn't make her any less annoying.

"Fine," he sighed, his shoulders dropping. "I'll make us something to eat and could you get off me,"

Oh dear, when it comes to giving simple instructions, she doesn't follow them at all. She smiled, her lips hovering dangerously close to his.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"Yeah, yeah, just get off me,"

He tried to keep the sternness in his voice, but it wavered as her lips brushed against his. A kiss, a small peck, so short and sweet, but it still sent his heart racing. She pulled away, rolling off him and laying down on the bed. He sat up, running his fingers through his messy hair and glanced over his shoulder.

She was rubbing her knees, a sheepish smile on her face. Yuzuriha moved her hands to her waist, then down to her thighs. She looked up at him, and just like she had predicted, he was staring at her.

"Maybe, I made a mistake by letting you stay here in my house,"

"Tch, you say that now but I know you can't live without me,"

"You're full of yourself," he mumbled, pushing himself out of bed, wearing his slippers and shuffling into the kitchen. She laughed when he left and she knew that he wasn't angry. It was a matter of time before the two would become friends. He was stubborn, sure, but Yuzuriha liked it. It kept things interesting and while on his bed, she stretched, feeling her muscles loosen. She then got up and rummaged through his wardrobe, finding one of his shirts and taking a quick sniff, clutching it to her nose and enjoying the smell of him. She left it on the bed and quickly went to take a shower. By the time Defteros finished making some food, he walked in with two plates of delicious omelettes, only to find Yuzuriha sitting on the bed, naked with the shirt clutched in her hands.

"Huh?" he wondered, standing by the door. She was so casual not that it should be a surprise to him, given how many times they'd done this before. He placed the plates on the bedside table and stood next to the bed.

"Okay, this will not do,"

"What?"

"This is my house and you will not be walking around naked. I have rules,"

"Rules? Really?"

"Yes. You can't walk around like that,"

"Why not?"

"It's weird,"

"No, it's not,"

"Yes, it is,"

"You're just saying that because you're shy. I don't blame you though. This is probably your first time having a beautiful woman in your home,"

In response to her comment, he grabbed a pillow from the floor and threw it at her landing a hit on her face.

"Alright. Fine. If it bothers you so much, I'll put something on, but on one condition,"

"And what is that?"

A devious smirk appeared on her face, a look that gave Defteros an idea of what was to come. He sighed, preparing himself for her request. Yuzuriha offered her body to him. She had been doing that a lot lately, and each time she did, Defteros's resolve faltered. Her tail soon appeared from between her legs, her ears perked up, and her eyes glowed with a mischievous glint. She was so cute, that Defteros's mind was already filled with thoughts he shouldn't have.

"You must make love to me before you go to work today,"

"What?"

"You have to give me a good time and maybe I'll put on some clothes,"

"Seriously?"

"Yes. That's the deal,"

Defteros thought it over for a minute. He wasn't going to agree to it, but Yuzuriha didn't give him much of a choice. She grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. She was determined.

"Fine. I'll do it,"

Yuzuriha's smile widened, and she forced him onto his back, and he let her climb on top of him. She straddled his lap, her tail wagging excitedly behind her. Being on top of him always gave her a rush. She liked having control, especially over a man like Defteros. He was stubborn, strong, and handsome. All things she enjoyed about him. And now, she had him at her mercy.

He couldn't deny her anything. Not with the way she looked at him, with her eyes filled with lust. She leaned down, pressing her lips to his in a heated kiss. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, exploring every inch of it. She pulled back, letting out a low moan. Her hands found their way under his shirt, and she pushed it up, exposing his muscular torso. She kissed his neck, biting and sucking on his sensitive skin.

"You're already hard,"

He blushed in embarrassment, averting his gaze. He was questioning himself about how easily he got aroused.

"I'm not judging you, Defteros. I'm happy that I have this effect on you. I like knowing that I can turn you on with just a few kisses. It makes me feel good,"

"Can we get on with it already?"

"Someone's impatient,"

"Yuzuriha,"

She laughed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Okay. Okay. I'll be serious,"

She reached forward, wrapping her slender fingers around his length. She pumped it a few times, enjoying the soft moans that left his lips. She positioned herself over him, and slowly sank down, taking his cock inside her. She never got tired of how good he felt. He stretched her walls perfectly. It was the only way to describe it. However her partner looks like he's trying to not show any emotion on his face, instead, his eyes are closed, and one could describe him as being calm. But that was a far cry from how he truly felt. His body was trembling. It was hard for him not to thrust up into her heat. He was fighting back the urge to grab her by her waist and pound into her until she came screaming his name. Yuzuriha figured out why he was behaving that way, and the realization had her smiling. She began to move her hips, slowly at first, savouring the sensation. The time has gone and the deal is sealed. Now it is time to enjoy the fruits of their labour. Where a man is supposed to be at work, but is instead busy enjoying a little bit of playtime with a succubus. The bed creaks, the moans fill the air and the heat from their bodies mixes into an intense atmosphere. They have been going at it for some time, and there is no sign of the pace slowing down.

"You figured it out didn't you?"

It didn't take much for Defteros to notice the pattern with his demon counterpart. Whenever he got too excited, he could feel himself slipping and his other side taking control and as a result, he ended up losing his memory of what happened afterwards.

"That's why you're holding back, but I can't have that. I want you to be yourself, and let go of your restraint,"

Another thing he also picked up is that Yuzuriha purposely provokes him into losing his control. She wanted his other side to come out and play, and it was something he did not want. He'd rather have his memory intact and not have to worry about blacking out, although he did want to try something new with her, It's just that the circumstances were not ideal for such an act.

"Defteros, listen to me,"

"Hm?"

"Stop being a baby and enjoy yourself. Your demon half can be a handful sometimes, but it's not so bad. Trust me,"

"And you should stop talking and concentrate on the task at hand,"

"You're no fun," she complained, her voice trailing off as her movements became faster. As tempting as it was to watch her, he turned his attention to the wall. He stared at it blankly, not really focusing on anything in particular. The room was quiet except for the sounds of her riding him and his grunts. After a moment, Yuzuriha spoke up.

"Hey,"

He groaned, not really in the mood to talk. He had a feeling that she was going to tease him again.

"Look at me," she said.

He shook his head. If he did, all hell would break loose.

"Come on. Don't be a dick. Look at me,"

Reluctantly, he did. He looked up at her, watching as her hips rolled against his, taking him deeper. She had a smirk playing on her lips. She was enjoying this far too much.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just admiring how good you look,"

Defteros rolled his eyes, turning his gaze back to the wall.

"You know, it's not often that I get a chance to see you like this. You lasted longer in your human form than I expected. So, thanks for that, but now I want the real deal,"

Defteros didn't reply. His eyes were focused on the wall. He was ignoring her, trying to stay calm, trying not to get excited.

"Don't ignore me, Defteros,"

"Yuzuriha, can't you just let me finish without being a pain in the ass?"

"Not when I can tell that you're holding back. You don't have to hold back. Let it go,"

Later today he was thinking about buying a book on how to handle a troublesome woman, and this is a perfect example of why. Defteros sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Yuzuriha got a little bit jumpy assuming that it was his other half about to come out. Unfortunately, it was not. Defteros was going to give her a real treat.

After what seemed like hours, Yuzuriha's breathing grew shallow, and her body began to shake. Her orgasm was approaching, and she was ready. Defteros was right there with her, his movements becoming more erratic. She dug her nails into his shoulders, and he grunted, his body tensing. With one final thrust, he came inside her. Yuzuriha cried out, her back arching. Defteros held onto her hips, his grip tight. He leaned forward, his lips finding hers. He kissed her deeply, and she returned it. Their tongues danced together, and their bodies stilled. They remained like that for a moment, their breathing ragged. Finally, Defteros broke the kiss, pulling away. He looked into her eyes, his gaze softening.

"There. You got what you wanted,"

"Mmm...yes, but now, I want more,"

Defteros face palmed. "Yuzuriha..."

"I'm sorry but you can't deny the fact that this is fun and you love it. We are sex demons. This is what we do,"

"Yeah, but it's a weekday. I need to go to work,"

Yuzuriha frowned when he got her off him.

"How long will you be at work?"

"Until 7 pm,"

She crossed her arms and pouted. "That's so long,"

"Well, you're the one who wanted to come here and live with me. This is the price you pay,"

"That's not fair. I didn't know this was going to happen,"

"But you did,"

Her cheeks turned red and she averted her gaze.

"Here's an idea, get a job. Make yourself useful. Don't just laze around all day,"

For once Defteros had an edge over Yuzuriha, and he loved every second of it. The look of desperation on her face was enough to make him smile. He'd never seen her look so pathetic before. It was a nice change. She was always the one in control, always the one calling the shots, but now he was in charge, and she didn't like it one bit.

Unexpectedly she used her powers to put restraints on him. His eyes widened when he saw her holding the leash that was attached to his collar, and that's when he realized that he fucked up. Yuzuriha looked so consumed by lust, that she ended up creating a white headband with cat ears and a tail. He looked at the tail carefully and it was not a normal tail.

"No, you are crossing the line," he said as he saw the tail's tip was a buttplug.

"Come on, I'll be gentle,"

"The hell you will,"

She chuckled and used the leash to pull him towards her.

"You disobeyed me, and for that, you'll have to be punished,"

"Yuzuriha, this isn't funny,"

"I'm not trying to be funny," she said putting the cat ears on his head. She pushed him down on the bed, getting him on all fours and he looked back at her nervously.

"If you don't want the plug, I do have another alternative,"

She conjured up a strap-on, and he knew where this was going.

"You know, this is what happens when you try to have an upper hand over a succubus. Now, I'll have my fun,"

She lubed up the toy and she heard him struggling, trying to break free. She knew it would be a waste of effort since the restraints were made from her powers, and unless he wanted to transform into his demon self, which he didn't want to, then he was stuck in the restraints.

"Now, let's get started,"

"If you do this, I will never forgive you,"

"We'll see,"

"Yuzuriha, wait—" But his words were cut off as she thrust into him, and he cried out in pain. He clenched his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut. This toy was really big and it hurt like hell. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. Her evil laugh echoed throughout the room as she watched him struggle, trying desperately to adjust to the size of the strap-on.

"How does it feel taking your own size?"

This is beyond humiliating and most probably he was never going to live this down. He allowed himself to get caught in her mess again. There was nothing hot about being penetrated by a sex toy and definitely not by a demoness.

"How are you holding up?"

"I'll kill you,"

"Such harsh words. Maybe this will help,"

She held his waist and thrust harder, and he moaned as the toy hit his prostate. His nails dug into the mattress, and he was panting heavily.

"Feels good doesn't it?"

He didn't answer and kept his mouth shut. In his mind, his one hundred percent sure that this was not something that would happen again. He will never let his guard down again. Yuzuriha summoned two of her clones and Defteros looked back at them, a horrified look on his face. Yuzuriha pulled out and the clones pinned him down on his back while Yuzuriha spread his legs and she positioned herself between them. She lined the tip of the toy with his hole, and slowly pushed it inside him, inch by inch.

He whimpered as he felt the full length of the strap-on stretching his tight hole again. The three demons noticed how hard his dick was, precum dripping from the head.

"Aw, he's excited," one of the clones said.

"He's enjoying it," the other said.

Yuzuriha grinned. She placed her hands on his knees, holding them apart, and started to thrust, setting a brutal pace. His back arched off the bed as she fucked him, the headboard banging against the wall. He gripped the sheets beneath him, his body shaking with each thrust.

She kept thrusting, making him moan as much as he didn't want to. Her clones moved in, one took his dick into its mouth and the other leaned down and started sucking on his nipple, making him squirm even more.

This torture was beyond humiliating. The sounds that escaped him were embarrassing and he couldn't do anything to stop it. The only thing he could do was let himself be fucked senseless by Yuzuriha and her clones. He didn't even want to think about the fact that Yuzuriha had this planned all along, and he'd fallen right into her trap.

The foursome soon turned into a five-way when the third clone was created, and she went ahead to join the fun. It was overwhelming him. They were everywhere, touching him, kissing him, biting him, licking him, and the sensations were too much. His mind was starting to get clouded. All he could think about was the pleasure, and how good it felt. The 3rd clone sat on his face, and she began to rub her wet pussy against his face. She was moaning and panting, enjoying the feeling of his tongue inside her. She looked back at Yuzuriha who was smiling, amused by the sight of her demon lover being used as a sex toy.

"This is how you train a man. He was being a bit stubborn, and he needed a proper lesson,"

They laughed and he felt so ashamed. The 3rd clone moaned as his tongue circled her clit. Her hips rocked against his mouth, riding his face.

The 2nd clone felt cum being shot into her mouth, and she eagerly swallowed it. Yuzuriha and her 1st clone giggled. The 3rd got off him and kissed him. Soon the four of them each took takes kissing him.

Yuzuriha is impressed by how strong he is for not giving in to his demon nature. He sighed feeling her pull out and the restraints were removed. He was glad that this whole ordeal was over. He almost fainted when he saw a room full of her clones. 30 in total, all surrounding him in need to be satisfied.

"Are you out of your mind? 30 clones?"

"Well, it's a good thing you got a lot of energy left,"

This was too much. even for him. The time on his phone also indicated that he was late for work. He needed to think of an excuse to escape this madness.

"I need to pee, Do mind if I go,"

Yuzuriha nodded and she let him go.

"Hurry up, we don't have all day,"

He quickly rushed to the bathroom and searched through his cabinets for one of his sleeping pills. He opened the bottle and popped one in his hand. He returned from the bathroom and gave it to her.

"Yuzuriha, I have some sweets for you. This is the only one I have left,"

Yuzuriha eyed him suspiciously before eating it.

"It doesn't taste sweet at all,"

She's so naive and gullible. He waited patiently and soon she looked drowsy as each clone was vanishing until only she was left.

It was a miracle that the medicine happened to work on her. The real question is how long will the effect last? With a little bit of strength, she clung onto Defteros, and he carefully placed her on his bed. She was pulling him down, her hands looking for something to grab on with her drowsy state.

" I—I don't think that sweet you gave me tasted good,"

From his perspective, he saw her slowly falling asleep and from her perspective, she did not recognise this new feeling which scared her, and her instinct was to pull him down closer. After a few minutes she had fallen asleep and he carefully freed himself from her grasp. Defteros was surprised at how a simple sleep drug had such a drastic effect on her.

"Looks like I'll resort to this kind of method to keep her under control,"

He left to go take a shower and while he was in there with the water running, he thought about the humiliation he had to endure today.

"I can't believe I let that happen," He said moving his hair out of the way and letting the water hit him. He had to come up with a plan to avoid being taken advantage of, especially in that manner. The fact that he was a man meant nothing to her, and the more they did these sorts of things together the more he would end up being submissive to her.

After he finished showering he checked his phone to see that he had missed calls from his boss. That was not a good sign. As quickly as he could, he got dressed, packing his stuff and before leaving he checked up on Yuzuriha who was still fast asleep and then he closed the door and left.


After her little nap which lasted for 5 minutes, Yuzuriha woke up to see that she was alone in his room. She looked around, confused, trying to figure out what had happened. Her mouth kept on opening and closing as she tried to speak, but the only thing that bothered her was the aftertaste of a sweet, but at the same time it tasted like something was bitter. Yuzuriha has been on earth many times to know all the tastes, but this was different, and she doesn't recall tasting anything like this before. She flew towards the bathroom and looked around for a bottle or a container that had been opened and it was empty. She picked up the bottle with her tail and brought it to her eyes.

"Sleeping pills,"

She read the description and chucked it away. She was furious, and now she was going to get him. Much to Defteros's knowledge any kind of human medicine does not affect her and the only thing that works is the drugs and herbs from her world. In a way this could only make a demon sick temporarily, the sickness lasts for about 30 minutes and then the demon recovers.

"So, you think you can use human medicine to sedate me. How cute, but let's see how you'll manage to do it next time,"

Her eyes were glowing, and she was ready to go hunt him down until an idea popped up in her mind. This might be a better punishment than just hunting him down.

She took a quick shower and walked out without a towel and stood in front of the mirror, watching her reflection. Yuzuriha started posing.

"He said I should get a job but he didn't say where,"

Her powers are unlimited. If he thinks that a simple drug can bring her down, then he's in for a surprise. She was thinking about applying for a job at his workplace, and this is the perfect opportunity for her.

"I can't wait to see the look on his face,"

She clicked her fingers and instantly she had on a blue blouse, a tight black pencil skirt, and some sexy heels. Her hair was pulled up into a neat bun and her makeup was flawless. She looked stunning, and her breasts were practically spilling out of the blouse. She took one last look at herself, admiring how well she cleaned up, and right when she was about to leave, she remembered her purse.

"I need that," she said creating the bag in her mind and snapping her fingers. A bright blue light flashed in front of her, and the bag appeared in her hands. She smiled, putting it over her shoulder. She snapped her fingers again watching the room become clean and neat. Now that she thought about it, his shirt was still on the bed. Yuzuriha cursed herself for not doing this any sooner. She pointed her finger at his shirt, and it floated over to her. Next a clone of Defteros appeared with his shirt on and some cargo shorts.

"What do you want,"

She almost lost it when the clone asked her that. Her clone technique was so perfect, that it was exactly like him. She smirked, walking over to the clone and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"It's a shame that you are not the real thing, but you'll do,"

Yuzuriha pulled her clone in for a kiss, and the clone responded. Their lips moved in sync, the clone held her close, and Yuzuriha let her hands wander. Her hands slipped underneath his shirt, roaming all over his chest, and his hands slid down to her ass.

"I want you so bad," the clone said and Yuzuriha smiled, knowing that it was all an act. The real Defteros would never say something like that. His hands were massaging her ass, continuously groping and squeezing it.

'Why can't I take myself seriously sometimes?' Yuzuriha thought as the clone moved down, kissing her neck. She moaned softly, tangling her fingers in his hair. Her lust sure knew no bounds that she summoned another clone of himself to kiss her other neck from behind and it was getting heated.

Two Defteros were now kissing and nibbling on her neck. The first one was moving down, licking and sucking on her breasts through the blouse. The second one was grinding against her, making her feel his hard-on. 'Why did I not think of this sooner?' she thought as the two clones were driving her crazy.

"Mm, two is good but I'd love three,"

She snapped her fingers, and the 3rd clone appeared. She covered her mouth to hide the excitement however, a part of her wanted to take it a step further, and make 20 or 30 of him and have a gangbang, but the real deal would not be pleased if he knew what she was doing. Just the thought of it sent shivers down her spine. Her plan to punish him was already ruined. She was losing focus, and her mind was starting to wander. The room was big enough to fit them.

"What are you doing? Focus Yuzuriha!" she said slapping her cheeks a few times and the two clones looked at her and chuckled.

"What's wrong Yuzuriha?" the third one said asked.

"You look flustered," the first one said.

She was speechless, and her mouth kept on opening and closing. It's true, she was losing focus, and her plans were slipping through her fingers.

"This is not what I had in mind," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"So, what's the plan?" the second clone asked.

"The plan is—I was going to punish him for using the sleeping pills, but now...now I don't know,"

They approached and circled around her, and she didn't remember them being naked all of a sudden.

"Maybe a threesome would cheer you up," the first one suggested.

"A foursome is even better," the third one said.

"I'm game," the second one joined in.

Yuzuriha didn't respond as her hands were moving on their own, and they started undressing her. She could tell it was just her lust taking over, and she was powerless to stop it. They were on her before she knew it.

'Oh, what's the point of resisting?' Yuzuriha thought as they kissed her body, making her moan and shiver. One of them was kissing her neck, while the other two were sucking on her breasts. Yuzuriha couldn't help herself. Her mind was clouded, and she wanted nothing more than to be satisfied. Yuzuriha created about 10 more clones and they surrounded her.

"Do your worst,"

They all had the same evil smile, and her clone technique was so accurate, that it felt as though they were the real deal. It was too late to back down. She had a feeling that this would not be over for a while, and she was looking forward to every minute of it.


At work, Defteros was busy with his mentorship with Tenma. Tenma picked up on Defteros' mood, and he didn't try to talk to him too much today. He's grumpy and strict, and his tone of voice is sharp, so not exactly the best mentor he was hoping to get. All Defteros could think about was beating the crap out of Yuzuriha for making him late for work. He scoffed hearing that stupid laugh of hers.

"Something must have happened for you to be so mad," Tenma said.

"Women," Defteros replied. Tenma gave him a curious look, and Defteros sighed.

"I'm telling you, women, they always make things harder than they need to be,"

"Who?" Tenma questioned as the two stopped by the elevator and waited for it.

"Yuzuriha. I don't like her. She's a bitch, and she enjoys tormenting me. She's the worst person I've ever met,"

"Who's that?" He asked again.

Defteros relaxed his face a bit and forgot that nobody but him knew who it was.

"Uh, never mind. I don't wanna talk about it,"

Tenma shrugged and the two stepped into the elevator. As soon as they reached the floor, Defteros rushed out and headed straight to his office. He wasn't sure if he should call Asmita or not. It wasn't a good idea to tell him about this situation, but he felt like he needed to talk to someone.

When he finally made it to his office, he closed the door and locked it. He then sat down in his chair and rubbed his temples.

"She's such a pain in the ass. I don't know why she's so obsessed with me,"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He wasn't going to let her get the best of him. He had to be stronger than that. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He dialled the number and waited. After a few rings, no answer.

"Still? It's been days,"

He hung up and set his phone down on his desk. Sitting in silence was the best option right now. His mind was a mess. He needed some time alone to think. He rested his elbows on the desk and put his face in his hands.

"Why are you like this? You're making things harder for yourself,"

He groaned, trying to push the thoughts away. He didn't want to think about her anymore but he couldn't help it. He had no control over his thoughts. He never mentioned this to her but he has been having dreams lately. Not good ones either. They were nightmares and in each dream, felt like a memory. It was weird, and it was scaring him. All he saw was death and destruction. It's the year 2023, and yet his dreams keep taking him back to the 1800's. Always the same dream. One of the wars in which he participated in.

"Fuck," he cursed, rubbing his hands together. "What is happening to me?"

There was a dream which he couldn't figure out the meaning behind. It was one in which Yuzuriha was crying. Her voice was weak and broken. Her tears fell onto his chest, and her body trembled. She held onto him, her hands gripping his shoulders. He could see the pain in her eyes, the fear and confusion. She was afraid. He could feel it. He remembered his hand reaching out to touch her face, and her leaning into his palm. Her eyes met his, and the look on her face changed. She looked at him like he was the most important person in the world. Like he was her everything. Like he was the only thing that mattered.

"Please don't leave me," she whispered. A necklace also caught his eye, and for some reason, it seemed familiar to him. The loud knocking on the door pulled him out of his thoughts and brought him back to reality.

"Come in,"

The door swung open and to his surprise, it was Yuzuriha.

"Yuzuriha?"

She walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Hey there handsome, you miss me," she said. Defteros was shocked to see her. He stood up, his eyes widened.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, I decided to take your advice. You told me to get a job, and that's exactly what I did,"

"You idiot. You can't apply at the place where I work,"

"Sure I can. You didn't specify where I could or couldn't work and I happen to have gotten the job. So congratulations, we're coworkers now,"

She took a step forward, placing her hands on his chest. She leaned forward, her lips inches away from his.

"Looks like we're going to be spending a lot of time together,"

He was pissed, but his anger dissipated when her soft lips touched his. Already breaking his rules again, and not giving a fuck.

"But since this is a workplace and I already got a nice fill for the day, I will act professionally, as long as we're not alone," she whispered, her eyes gazing into his.

"Fine, but just stay away from me and don't bother me,"

"Of course. You'll barely notice that I'm here,"

Yuzuriha kissed him again, her hands travelling down to his pants to grab his crotch. He flinched, pulling away.

"My clones were a lot more fun than you," she teased, and before he could ask her what the hell that was supposed to mean, she was already giving him the details. She went in-depth, explaining what the clones did, how the clones made her feel, and how good the sex was. The shock on his face was priceless. He looked mortified. He stood there, completely dumbfounded. She laughed when started ruffling his hair and pulling his collar.

"Why do you have to be like this?" he asked, his voice cracking.

"Why do you have to be the way that you are?" she replied, and Defteros didn't say anything. She was getting under his skin. Yuzuriha smiled sweetly for a second before her expression changed to a serious one. She walked around the desk and swiftly pierced her fist through his chest, and Defteros's eyes widened as blood spurted from his mouth. He tried to pull away, but she held him tight, keeping her hand inside him.

"And also, I did not appreciate you using human medication to sedate me, and I'll have to punish you for that,"

She twisted her wrist, and the pain was unbearable. She could feel his heart beating rapidly. Yuzuriha could tell he was terrified. The look on his face said it all. He knew what was coming, and he wasn't prepared for it.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but it's going to hurt like hell,"

She pulled her hand out and the pain was replaced by a numbing sensation. The blood dripped down her arm and she licked it off. Defteros slumped against his desk, clutching his chest. He could hear his heart beating faster and faster. The pain was starting to intensify. He tried to breathe, but the agony was too great. His vision started to blur. His eyelids became heavy. His limbs were numb. He couldn't move.

"What's the matter, cat got your tongue," Yuzuriha said.

"What did you do..." Defteros managed to say.

"Oh, nothing much. I just used my powers to paralyze your nerves. You won't be able to move or speak for a while,"

Defteros stared at her in disbelief. This was unbelievable. She was standing there, smiling like a maniac. It was sickening. He couldn't believe that she would do this to him. She was a monster.

"You look angry," Yuzuriha said.

'No shit,' Defteros thought, his eyes filled with rage.

"Don't worry. The effect should wear off soon. It's not permanent. You'll recover,"

He was breathing heavily, struggling to stay conscious. The knocking on the door made them both look.

"Everything alright in there?" a male voice asked.

"Yes. Everything's fine," Yuzuriha replied but in his voice.

"Okay, just checking," the guy said and walked away. Yuzuriha watched Defteros tumble over and collapse. She walked over to him and knelt. She lifted his head by his hair, and his eyes met hers.

"It's funny that the human body can't handle a bit of pain. But you're no ordinary human. I bet you can handle more than most people,"

She smiled, and her fangs extended. She placed his neck on her lap and stroked his hair.

"So, I'm going to make you bleed some more," She forced him to sit up and she licked the side of his neck. "I'm not a fan of drinking blood, but I think I'll enjoy yours,"

She sank her fangs into his neck, and Defteros let out a pained moan. His eyes rolled back, and his breathing was becoming shallow. He felt light-headed and dizzy. He tried to push her away, but his limbs were useless. He couldn't even move his fingers. He was completely powerless. Yuzuriha kept sucking his blood, savouring the taste. Yuzuriha was going to give him a taste of his own medicine as she released a large dose of aphrodisiac into his system. She pulled away and licked the remaining blood from her lips. Defteros was panting and sweating profusely. He was breathing heavily, trying desperately to regain control over his body. Yuzuriha smirked, licking his blood off her fingers.

"The drug will last for 48 hours," she whispered, and Defteros groaned.

"If you want it to end sooner, you will have to give me something in return,"

"During my time on earth, I've heard rumours about the 12 gold saints. In the demon world, we call them the twelve knights of the zodiac. The power that they wield is very impressive, and they are a threat to our kind,"

"So, what do you want from me,"

"I want you to go find the knights of the zodiac and kill them. The problem is locating them is very difficult. It will require you to search for clues and track them down. You have to eliminate every single one. Only then will I let you go. Understand?"

Defteros looked at her in confusion and suddenly he remembered a history lesson he learnt back in high school. Twelve knights were chosen to serve under the goddess Athena, and they fought against the demons back in the 1800s, but after they lost their godly power, they vanished, and nobody knew where they went. The legend of the 12 saints was a myth and was thought to be fake. The war between the knights of Athena and the demons is not known in today's history. No one believed it existed.

"It's impossible," Defteros said.

"Nothing is impossible," Yuzuriha stated.

"There are no saints. It's not real,"

"How do you know that?"

"Because there is no such thing as a holy warrior,"

"Is it? You can deny it all you want but I've been on Earth for centuries, and I've heard of their exploits. They were the best warriors humanity had to offer, and their abilities were nothing short of a miracle. They could perform feats beyond the realm of human understanding. And you want me to believe that they are not real?"

"Even if they were, they don't exist anymore,"

Yuzuriha frowned.

"Fine, if that's what you want to believe then so be it. I'm not going to waste any more time convincing you. Just keep this in mind, the longer it takes you, the more I'll torture you, and if you refuse, I will kill you,"

"How am I supposed to find them?"

"Figure it out yourself,"

Yuzuriha turned on her heel and headed towards the door.

"Good luck," she said. She left the room, leaving Defteros lying on the floor, bleeding out. His vision was getting hazy. His head was throbbing. His heart was pounding. He needed to get out of there, but he was helpless. All he could do was lie there and wait for his strength to return. He could barely move. The pain was unbearable, and he had no idea how long it would last.

"This is ridiculous," he mumbled.

He closed his eyes and felt a surge of energy course through his body. It seems like his counterpart is already working on restoring his body. He heard the voice again.

'You shouldn't let your guard down,'

"I know,"

He could still hear his voice. His other self.

'Don't let her manipulate you. She's dangerous. We can't trust her,'

"I know,"

'Then why did you let her get so close? Why did you allow her to hurt you?'

"I don't know,"

'You have to be more careful. You can't keep letting her get the upper hand. If you didn't have me, she would have killed you by now,'

"I get the idea,"

'I don't think you do. I'm trying to save your life, but you keep fighting me. Stop fighting and let me help you,'

Defteros opened his eyes and slowly got up. He winced in pain, and his chest ached. He looked down at his wound, and the process was already half done. He was healing. The bleeding stopped and the hole was almost completely closed. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He is grateful to have his counterpart, but sometimes he can be a nuisance. He doesn't need someone telling him what to do. He knows what he's doing. He's been around long enough. He just wants to live his life in peace. But no, there's always some drama or some crisis that needs his attention. He's getting sick and tired of it. He just wants to be left alone. He doesn't want anyone messing with his life.

He picked up his phone and called Asmita for the hundredth time.

"Asmita, can you pick up your phone, I need to talk to you," His calls always go straight to voicemail.

"Please answer, I need your help,"

Asmita has been gone for days and Defteros has no idea where he is or what he's doing. Defteros can't remember the last time they talked. It's been weeks. He's worried about him. Asmita doesn't normally disappear without warning, and he never goes off the grid like this.

"Asmita, I'm worried about you. Please call me back,"

Defteros was starting to lose his patience. If Asmita doesn't show up soon, he's going to go looking for him.

"Dammit Asmita, why can't you just answer your damn phone,"

He put the phone down and leaned back in his chair. He sighed. He didn't know what to do. He felt like he was being dragged into a never-ending nightmare, and he couldn't wake up.

"Asmita, That name rings a bell,"

Defteros questioned what his counterpart meant.

"Asmita was the name of one of the knights of the zodiacs"

He laughed, shaking his head.

"No way. You can't be serious,"

"I'm completely serious. Asmita was the saint of Virgo. He was one of the most powerful saints. His abilities were legendary. He was unstoppable. No one could match him in battle. Not even the demons,"

"Are you telling me that the knights of the zodiacs are still alive? And are living here, on earth, in the 21st century?"

"No. I can not tell you that. I'm merely suggesting that the possibility exists,"

"That's ridiculous,"

"Ridiculous? Is it so hard to believe? You were born on earth, yet you have the powers of a demon. What makes you think the knights of the zodiacs wouldn't exist, look at Yuzuriha and look at yourself,"

"This is different. Back in school, we learned about the legend, and they were said to have died along with their goddess. The knights disappeared from history, and their legend was lost. Nobody knows what happened to them, or where they went,"

"History is full of secrets, and many things were hidden. There's a lot we don't know. Just because something isn't documented, doesn't mean it doesn't exist,"

"But there's no evidence to support that theory. We don't have proof that the saints ever existed. And even if they did, they're dead. They're not going to come back. The last whereabouts according to the stories, was in Greece, 18th century. There's no way they could have survived the war," Defteros looked at his watch, and he realised he had been talking to himself for an hour. He was wasting time.

"I can't believe I'm having a conversation with myself," he said. He got up from his chair and grabbed his jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"To find Asmita. I need to be around 'real' people. I can't deal with this bullshit anymore,"

"What about Yuzuriha? What if she comes back and finds you gone?"

"I've had it with her. I'm not letting her push me around anymore. I'm not playing her games. I'm done,"

"Defteros, this is not a game. She's serious. If you leave, she will hunt you down, and kill you. You can't underestimate her. She's not like the others,"

He ignored the warning and since he was half-immortal, he doubted she could do anything to hurt him. He left the building and got into his car. He drove out of the parking lot and onto the highway. He needed to find Asmita and fast. He was determined to solve the mystery once and for all.

"Where the hell are you Asmita?"