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Yuu was attractive. It was a fact, a well-established one. She could hardly not be aware of it with how many guys flirted with her. More often then not, she brushed them off. Occasionally, she flirted back but usually she made it clear she wasn't interested in anything beyond flirting. Those occasions usually led her getting something from the guy, like making other guys back off for a time, or something for free. She had never been opposed to using her charms.

The difference was that she never pursued anyone. At least, not in the time that her demon would have known her. She steered clear of getting too close to anyone else. She usually didn't stray too far from his side and she seemed to depend on him when guys got too clingy. After all, hadn't that been her wish in the first place? She wanted him by her side, wanted him with her forever. That was her wish and she'd made it clear she met him alone.

So that's what made it so strange, her not even sparing him a glance tonight. Actually, lately, she'd been a little distant lately. Not as though she was avoiding him, but distant, as if her mind was often somewhere far away. But tonight was different, she was avoiding him. And then a man approached her, one that he wouldn't recognize, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and making her giggle. What would be more interesting, though, is when he whispered something and made her flush. They talked on the dance floor, the music drowning out their words so he can't overhear. And then, suddenly, something changed. There's a flash of her mischievous streak, she turns and flashes him a quick smile and a wave…and then she's pursuing this guy.

Date: 2013-02-24 02:57 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (I can't believe this is the end)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He's been falling for her. He knows it. He'd thought for sure he would have no problem keeping distance. Looking at her, he constantly remembered the pretty demon girl who died in his arms. It kept it in his mind that getting too close could end badly. He didn't want to fall in love. And she'd made him promise not to. He'd thought he could keep that promise, but apparently he couldn't.

He wasn't about to push. He convinced himself it was fine to just be at her side. To protect her and watch over her. He convinced himself it was fine. Even if he couldn't have her the way he wanted, it didn't matter. She let him stay at her side and pushed everyone else away. So it was enough. As long as he was the only one she let even this close... it was enough.

He'd watched her dance with countless guys out in the bars and clubs. It didn't bother him, so long as they didn't bother her. This though... this was different. It was the way she smiled at this guy. She almost seemed to be chasing him. It was like a knife in his chest. Watching them talk. Watching her smile at this other guy... The drink in his hand goes everywhere as the glass shatters in his grip, causing a girl nearby to squeal in shock. The bartender is asking him if he's okay, pressing a towel to his hand as it bleeds. But he waves the man away, irritated. He's not worried about the wound--it'll heal. He just felt so angry watching her flirt with that guy...

Date: 2013-02-24 03:28 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (When I closed my eyes tonight)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He doesn't understand, honestly. Watching the way she's acting with this guy. Why was he different? Why did she seem to think it was just fine to pursue this man? She'd seemed so dead set on not letting anyone so close. He felt somehow betrayed even though he knew there was nothing between them. No reason he should have any right to feel as such.

He's watching. Closely. He can't look away. But he knows if he intervenes now he might do more than cause a scene. No. He is a demon after all. If she didn't stop him in time, that man would be dead at his feet. It would be quick. It would be so easy to snap his neck... It's a thought he tries not to dwell on. It sounds far too appealing in the back of his mind and he knows it's illogical. Pointless. He'd probably only upset her.

So he stays where he is. Watching. Waiting.

Date: 2013-02-24 04:56 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (I can hear those sad memories)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
Something snaps in him as he's watching them. He can see that the man is going in for a kiss and the next thing he knows he's moving across the distance that separates them.

Her being in his path doesn't register at first. It's her words--her command that halts him. He's right there in front of her, nearly touching her. His body is tense, held in place only by her order. Trembling with rage.

For a moment he seems to fight the order, still trying to reach the man. Then he seems to realize she's there, in front of him, and he settles. Slowly. The anger is still there, under the surface. The blood lust too. Churning inside him. But his body relaxes and he carefully lowers his head to her shoulder. He doesn't apologize, just stand there, carefully focusing on her and not the stranger.

Date: 2013-02-24 05:23 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (This is my death bed)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
Her touch drains most of the remaining anger out of him and he sighs softly, letting her lay her arms around him. She's not mad at him, he can tell, but he picks up on the worry and confusion.

He had said that, he knows. He just hadn't realized how much it would hurt if she did turn her attentions elsewhere. He'd thought she didn't want to let anyone close. To let anyone love her.

He feels somewhat ashamed for interfering. If she changed her mind, who was he to stand in her way? He was there to protect and serve her after all. Nothing more...

But when she murmurs that last sentence, there's a different kind of twisting feeling in the pit of his stomach. Not anger or jealousy... It's almost pleasant. He almost feels a bit guilty for it. For holding her back when she seemed to want to reach for someone else...

"I'm sorry."

Date: 2013-02-25 12:06 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (On the sheets covering me)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He doesn't know what to say. She hadn't given him an order. He'd acted on his own. If she'd felt threatened or cornered or something, he could have explained it away. As it is...

He holds her hand, following her. Wondering what she's thinking. He inwardly warns himself to watch it. To be more careful about controlling himself. Tells himself to be thankful just to have her presence. It should be enough that being at her side made him want to live. Nothing and no one else had made him want to keep going like she did...

"I was planning to kill him. You know that right?" He says it quietly, so only she will hear. "All I could think was that he shouldn't touch you. It's not appropriate for me to think like that. It's not my place to interfere without your order, unless you're in danger."

Date: 2013-02-26 09:00 pm (UTC)
eternal_damnation: ("You'll never be lonely again")
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
She didn't care? It didn't make any sense. Why had she been behaving that way if she didn't want the man? Hadn't she been the one talking of taking lovers? The reaction she's giving now only confuses him further.

But now she's got him backed up against a wall and those thoughts drain away to be replaced by ones he tries to force down. Of pulling her in and kissing her. He forces himself to focus on her questions instead.

"I said it wasn't appropriate for me to be thinking those thoughts. I never said it wasn't appropriate for him to touch you." Though that's actually how he'd felt. He's not about to admit it. It's already painful enough without it hanging between them that he's become attracted to her. That he wanted to be the one touching her.

Her second question only drives the point home. Her wish was for him to be at her side. Nothing more. He had no right to take that wish away from her.

"I'll be more careful in the future. If you give me the order me now not to interfere unless asked, it will be enough to keep this from happening again."

If she doesn't... he certainly can't promise it won't.

Date: 2013-02-26 10:52 pm (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (On the sheets covering me)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He grabs her arm as she tries to move away, frowning. Emotion thing? Sway him? What was she talking about?

"Why would you think it's your fault? Regardless of your actions, I have no right to interfere if you decide to take a lover. It isn't my place and so I should have handled myself better. It wasn't your fault. I..."

Just wanted to be the only one at her side, actually...

Date: 2013-03-03 07:29 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (I can smell the death)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
"I told you, it wasn't your fault. Certainly I can pick up on how you're feeling at times but I didn't sense any discomfort or fear from you. You seemed to be enjoying yourself."

Now he's curious. What emotions could she have possibly meant? Had he missed something while he was distracted by his own feelings?

"Was I mistaken in thinking that?"

He won't admit his own thoughts out loud. He's trying to push his feelings down, suppress them. Because she told him not to fall in love with her. And because he promised himself he wouldn't.

Date: 2013-03-03 07:43 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (I can hear You whisper to me)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He doesn't let go at first. Instead he takes a moment to read her emotions, searching to see if he can figure out what's bothering her. The embarrassment he picks up only confuses him further. He wants to press a little further, to see if he can find the root of the embarrassment, but he doesn't. That wouldn't be fair to her. But the way she talks, he feels he should have felt something from her. What had he missed?

He slowly releases her arm.

"If you won't tell me what the problem is, I can't fix it. But if you'd rather not say and you don't want this to happen again, then I really do strongly suggest you order me not to act without your signal. I'm not human. I have instincts I can't always control without my master's guidance."

Date: 2013-03-03 08:18 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (This is my death bed)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He only barely catches the flash of hurt as he's pulling back. And he really doesn't know what he did to cause it. She seems to just want to let it drop though, so he accepts it.

"Understood." Her order should hold him back if he ever snaps like that again. He's satisfied with that at least. He doesn't want to ruin her happiness for her. Neither of them know how long she has and if she wants to pursue someone... he'll just have to stand back and let it happen.

But for now he reaches for her hand as she usually did for his whenever they walked anywhere. He's becoming aware of her habits.

Date: 2013-03-11 09:44 pm (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (I can't believe this is the end)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
It stings for her to pull away from him. Even though he knows it's probably best not to let himself get any closer. Already he was feeling possessive of her when he knew he didn't have any right to be. Maybe distance was best.

He follows her, but at a slightly slower pace so he can hang back some. Give her space. It's tempting to read her emotions. Usually he would do it without a second thought. But he hesitates with her--not wanting to invade on her privacy.

Date: 2015-11-19 03:49 am (UTC)
eternal_damnation: (You carried me home)
From: [personal profile] eternal_damnation
He's become quite good at shutting people out. You had to be good at it with the sort of life he lived, bound to the book. You had to keep a certain distance, even with the few, rare, pleasant ones.

She was different. Special. But clearly he was wrong to think that he would be allowed to get close. Fate was not that kind. She was a flame, brilliant and bright on the other side of the glass, protected. And he was a moth, knowing that even if he could bypass the glass he would only burn and suffer. And yet what he wouldn't trade for that sweet suffering...

What he hadn't already paid for it many years ago with another girl, so similar that it made his heart ache. Apparently, he had not paid nearly enough to have that again.

Distance. If it's what she wants, he'll have to oblige. Even if he weren't bound to her, he would. He follows her in silence, keeping his emotions expertly locked away so she won't see how much it wounds him.

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