Akaza x Douma Oneshot

Humiliation

Requested by:Nobody but inspired by Juniper_Tsuki
Genre:Angst + Fluff
AU:Original-set over 100 years before the normal timeline
Characters:
Upper Moon 6/2 Douma
Upper Moon 2/3 Akaza
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Summary

The aftermath of the blood battle between Akaza and Douma.They spend some time with each while they're regenerating their injuries.
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As the cold air dimmed down to the regular room temperature the mist created by the ice subsided.Allowing the demons around to see the absolute carnage that had happened.

All gasping in shock when they saw Upper Moon Two impaled by thick icicles.One large one straight through his stomach,his intestines stuck to sharp ice.Another through his left thigh.A third one straight through his shoulder blade.

A honey yellow eyeball with blue,cracked sclera was held delicately in between the thumb and pointer finger of the winning demon.A young demon by the name of Douma.Despite the smile on his face,much like his co-worker,he was beyond exhausted.Cuts littered his body and they weren't healing fast.He gave a light laugh,taking in deep breaths for air afterwards.

The silence was defending.Even when others started to talk all Akaza could hear was his ears ringing.Nearly everything blinded by the pain that spread across his body and denied him to move a muscle.It would hurt too much.So instead he just stayed there,muttering every horrible insult he could think of at the blond who was nearly in the same condition of himself.Thought he'd managed to keep his left eye.

"Akaza has lost,Douma has won.There Will a necessary changes in the ranks."

"As cold as ever Kibutsuji," Akaza weakly croaks.Feeling his body falling to keep his consciousness made him feel even weaker than before.Making bloody clouded eye contact with the his opponent he muttered,"I wish your were never born.".

Merely a second later he passed out due to both blood loss and fatigue.

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Bright light directed into his eyes,making him roll on his sides to avoid being blind for a few seconds.Groaning when the covers slipped off his tattooed body.What a brilliant why to wake up.

Waking up is something Akaza absolutely despised,just a little bit less than that bastard who stole his rank God knows who long ago!He had worked his ass off for two whole fucking centuries to get the rank of Upper Moon Two then his lowlife prick comes at steals it-
"You're still regenerating quicker than me," veins could now be seen on the pinkie's forehead and arms.He hated that voice so much.Not to mention it could off his previous train of thought.
"Fuck off.I don't want to hear your voice or see your ugly face!" He snapped,throwing the covers completely off his body and slipping out of bed.Legs shaking from a lack of energy but he was still determined to get back to his room.In fact anywhere to get away from him.

By the time the new Upper Moon Three had reached the door,he felt ready to just collapse.Everything around him was spinning and he couldn't focus properly nor could he hear anything but a dull ringing.

Just then his legs gave in,now having zero energy left to hold him stable enough to stand.
"Akaza!" Thankfully Douma was stable and quick enough to reach the pink haired demon before he fell face first onto the floor."Oh my- Are you okay?You didn't get hurt right?" The blond demon rambled on with questions that Akaza couldn't even hear,he could barely see the others mouth moving.
"Shut...up...I can't hear...you," he managed to whisper,letting himself rest against the younger's chest for stability.Mentally screaming at himself for being this close to this rank stealing prick but reasoning that there was no other way he would be able to stand without him.As much as it annoyed him to admit.

Once his breathing started to steady out,Douma finally relaxed with a sigh knowing that his now inferior was going to be fine.Now sat on the bed he has been laying on for the past eight or so hours.Holding the pinkie to his chest with a comforting hug.

Everything was silent it was awkward.Either or the demons dared to speak in fear of making this more uncomfortable than it already was.

Akaza felt conflicted.Here was laying on the chest of the bastard that publicly humiliated himself in front of all of his co-workers and his master.It was nice to be comforted when he was in so much pain ever little movement made him want to curl up into a ball and die.Yet why did it have to be him?

Douma was struggling with knowing to feel.He felt almost like he was happy that he had finally got close to this hot headed demon without having his head blown off but it didn't feel right considering the situation.After all he had just stolen this demon's rank so that had probably sabotaged any chance he of becoming his friend.It made him feel awful.

"You done hugging me or what?" He asked with much annoyance,wanting to be let go of even if he craved being held like this.Douma fumbled with his words but ended up releasing his grip,moving to the side of the striped demon could lay down beside him.
"I'm sorry for taking your rank..." Akaza simply rolled his eyes when his now superior spoke,not wanting to hear anything from him no matter what it was.
"Fuck off," was he said in response.

The two stayed in silence.

Douma not wanting to accidentally put Akaza in an even worse mood.He'd already made him feel bad enough.