Nathair1: Thanks. It is a funny spell. Yes, Clara is territorial, in this story and in canon.

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Clara hummed as she stepped out of the shower and began drying herself off. She looked at the mirror and slightly frowned at her reflection before she heard, 'So that's what they look like,'

Her eyes widened and her face turned red as she quickly covered herself with her towel, 'Iruma-Kins!'

'S-sorry, Clara, I didn't mean to...th-they look nice,' the green-haired demoness felt Iruma's presence leave before she turned and ran out of the room and down the hall.

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Clara ran into the bedroom and Iruma looked at her and weakly smiled, "H-hey Clara, how are you doing?" Clara narrowed her eyes and puffed out her cheeks, "Uh...oh, I know, you want to get dressed, so I'll just leave you-"

"Why would you peek on my like that, Iruma-kins!" Clara shouted, puffing out her cheeks as Iruma's eyes widened and he looked away and Clara frowned, "What? You don't like me or something?"

"What?" Iruma looked up and shook his head before he sat up, "No Clara, I don't think that...we're apparently married, of course I think you're beautiful, I was just curious is all, I'm sorry I made you feel like that or made you feel uncomfortable, bu-" before he could finish, Clara threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his, surprising him for a second before he wrapped his arms around her waist and began rubbing her back.

Hearing someone clear their throat, the two jumped up and Clara quickly covered herself with her towel as they saw Opera standing by the door, "Dinner is ready, you two...I advise you two from doing such activities as well to keep yourselves from getting into trouble," the two nodded, "Young Clara, why don't you get dressed and join us in the dining hall, and Master Iruma, you are expected to be there as well, but maybe you should give your friend some privacy while she gets ready," Iruma nodded before he stood up and followed Opera out of the room and Opera closed the door as Clara stood up and began getting dressed.

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The two sat next to each other with Sullivan at the head of the table while Opera served tea to everyone and the two older demons talked. Iruma looked over to Clara and slightly frowned, 'Hey Clara...I wanted to ask you why the root of your wings look different from other demons?' Clara's eyes widened as she looked away in embarrassment, 'Clara?'

"It's nothing, Iruma-kins...we'll talk later," they looked up to see Sullivan and Opera staring at them in confusion before the two of them slowly began eating.

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Clara and Iruma sat on the bed with Clara looking down, a frown painted across her lips, "The reason I jumped on Azz-Azz's back during the race is because," taking a deep breath, Clara sprouted her wings and Iruma's eyes widened, "It's embarrassing, I know,"

"Clara, you have angel wings, that's amazing," Clara moaned and pouted as Iruma moved closer to her, "Why do you think that this is embarrassing?"

"Because other demons have black, leathering wrong, but not me...even mommy, daddy, Urara, Keebow, Konchie, Ran-Ran and Sin-Sin have black wings...mommy and daddy says I was special, but other demons picked on me,"

Iruma frowned and patted the top of Clara's head, "I won't let anyone pick on you because of your wings, Clara," Clara moaned as she continued to pout, "How about we get some sleep? It's been a rough week, right?" Clara slowly nodded before the two of them crawled under the sheets and Clara nuzzled closer to Iruma as the lights turned off.

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Iruma looked down as Clara soundly slept, her head resting on his chest and her arms around his torso, "She had angel wings and demons were making fun of her? What the hell is wrong with them? Clara's this amazing demon and she shouldn't be ashamed of her wings like that,"

Hearing Clara moan, his eyes widened as he looked down to see Clara nuzzling closer to him as she mumbled under her breath, "Right, I was the one who suggested we sleep," lightly kissing the top of Clara's head, he sighed, "Good night, Clara," he closed his eyes as a ghost of a smile formed across Clara's lips.

The door slightly creaked open and Sullivan and Opera peered inside to see the two sleeping before Opera spoke, "Do you think this is a wise idea, sir? Don't forget, I caught the two of them in Master Iruma's took with nothing but a towel around young Clara,"

"I'm aware of this, Opera, but if I'm being honest, the two of them would've slept in the same bed regardless of what I or Clara's parents say. The two of them a in the book and even before knowing that they seemed rather close to one another, so we best leave them be and let them make decisions on their own. We'll all be here to support them if need being,"

"Of course, they have young Clara's parents, her siblings and us as well," Opera spoke and Sullivan hummed and nodded, "And I find it incredible that young Clara and her family are accepting that Master Iruma is human,"

"And that they all will take this secret to their graves as well, so my precious little grandson is safe from anyone who wishes him illintentions," Opera nodded in agreement, "Now, we should retire for the night as well, wouldn't you agree, Opera?"

"Of course, sir," the two turned and walked away, closing the door behind them as they walked down the hall.

Okay so...enjoy I guess. sorry for the short chapter, but nothing spectacular was planned for this chapter.