Mk was sitting on the edge of some cliff, trying to tie his headband back in its place. Just a moment ago, it untied and fell off during training with the Monkey King.
He looked down and noticed a lonely Cherry tree in the distance, in the middle of a field. That tree brought back a certain memory from a day ago. He remembered seeing Red Son, sitting under that tree and looking gloomy. Mk, being caring and friendly, asked him what happened, yet he just disappeared using his fire powers.
They're friends now. Or at least that's what the Monkie Kid thought, but the fire demon couldn't accept. After the fight with Lady Bone Demon, he doesn't see him as much of a threat of course, since working together helped that, although he can't help but act negatively towards the boy, being used to "hating" him.
This fact really made the Monkie feel.. disappointed. He obviously didn't think he's desperate to be friends with him, but he expected them to at least tolerate eachother more after everything they've been through.
Yet the delivery boy doesn't think the prince hates him. He seems to be able to see right through that boy, and he feels like he's just confused, and trying to look like he still hates the hero because he needs to, or perhaps the sudden change from enemies to rivals to friends was too much for him, and he needs more time.
Mk didn't want to pressure him of course, but he was determined to help the demon through that confusion. Yet he was also determined to think a bit less, as he has noticed himself severely overthinking from time to time. He started thinking everything that happened was his fault, and he doesn't like to think that, as all of his friends keep reassuring him nothing that happened did so because of him.
A sound of arguing woke the Monkie Kid up from his thoughts. He looked behind him and saw that Macaque has came to visit, and Monkey King is arguing with him once again. He sighed and got up, walking back to Pigsy's restaurant, to help him out with deliveries.
After a day of hard work from both the Monkie Kid and the demon prince, Red Son has tried to stop his mind from overthinking aswell.
He doesn't like pink, that much he knew, yet he was still confused out of his mind about why he was constantly drawn to this specifically pink place. Here, under a single Cherry Blossom Tree, on top of a small hill with tiny flowers all around, and tall grass moving in the wind, he felt like he could truly relax. He felt happy, even though he has yet to understand this feeling better.
The grass under this tree was already shorter when he found it, meaning somebody has already been sitting here quite a bunch before, but he didn't seem to care. He felt attached to this place, and deep down seemed to almost be sure he will have some sort of a history revolving around this lonely tree. Yet all he could do was wait and see what the time will bring. He's a patient person, even though he probably doesn't seem like it.
He sighed and rested the back of his head against the rough bark of the tree, and tried thinking about something else.
- Noodle boy.. - he quietly said to himself. He just randomly poped in his head, but why? Perhaps the hero was thinking about him aswell? That would be the only logical explanation on why he would ever want to think about that fool he took him for.
The prince remembered the last time he saw the Monkie Kid. He remembered the last time he sat here, the boy appeared asking if he's okay. That question haunted his mind from that point on. Why would he ever ask that? What does he get from it? He still couldn't find an answer to any of his questions.
He hated how Mk acted like he didn't hate Red Son anymore. It seemed rather impressive to him, after everything they've been through. The demon found him pathetic. Showing everyone unnecessary kindness would get him killed one day, he can just feel it. Not everyone deserves such empathy, he thought.
He closed his eyes, feeling the bark of the tree on his back. He listened to the sound of the wind, trying to convince himself he only thought of the Noodle Boy to remind himself how much of a moron he is.
He felt a singular light pink petal fall on his nose.
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Short chapter, I know, and it didn't even bring much, but it gets better I promise! At least I hope it does.
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FanfictionCURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF REWRITING OLD CHAPTERS, if you suddenly see a jump of quality from an older to some newer chapter, that's because I haven't finished rewriting the older ones yet. _____ A Demon "villain" and a hero? Friends? Or even more...
