What is there to lose? -Doukaza in MHA

Only If Looks Could Kill

Another filler chapter, I promise we will get to the Mha stuff

My grammar sucks so yippee!!

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Douma- 3rd person

"Um- No I am not sleeping with you" Akaza declares staring at Douma like he was delusional. (He might be idk)  

"Oh~ but Akaza-Dono it will be so fun!" Douma exclaimed his pure white fangs shining against the lighting of the bedroom.

"HAHAHAHA- No" Akaza laughed walking out of the room disgusted. It amused Douma tremendously, and the strong emotions Akaza made were truly delightful to see. Douma sighed fanning his face slowly, as much as it was fun to mess with Akaza he did take sleeping together seriously and his growing feeling for the other has not helped with the deal either. 

He's had a crush on the short pinklett since he had become upper 4, which he didn't even know was a crush until Daki had become an uppermoon as well. Ever since that, he would just ignore the stinging pain of rejection Akaza would give him. As long as he was near the striped ex Demon he wouldn't mind the fatal attacks and harsh words. However, things have changed, for the worst or the better it was a chance. 

A chance to get close to Akaza-Dono

"Darling~ we are going to live together! you might want to get used to this." Douma proclaimed to Akaza at the end of the hallway. 

"I'd rather sleep on the floor!" Akaza yelled to the higher-ranked ex Demon. 

"My Queen~ Don't be like that! I promise I don't bite" Douma assures, now somehow right behind Akaza and whispering into his ear. His hands lay on Akaza's shoulders massaging them lightly, the smirk on his face grew as soon as Akaza looked at him with those golden eyes. Akaza froze, turning around and pushing away from Douma's outstretched arms.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!?" Akaza shouted at Douma. Douma could only smile back at the short pinklett. It was so adorable that he got angry over the smallest things. The strong emotions Akaza would show always remind Douma of the small cats that would roam around the cult. They would try to scratch at him and always hated when they were touched. However, when Douma was calmly working, or sleeping they would demand attention from him. Truly mysterious emotions those animals would feel, much like Akaza-Dono. 

"There is no need to yell darling~," Douma says in a sing-song tone. 

"Why do you always do this you undercooked unloved hopeless pancake! Just leave me alone for 5 minutes so I can get my life together you asshole! Take your fake emotions and paper hair somewhere else you dumb looking- AH WHAT THE FUCK LET ME GO" Akaza yells as Douma picks him up like a small child and carries him back towards the bedroom. Akaza wiggled around trying to get out of the harsh hold Douma had on him. Though it was completely useless when Douma entered the bedroom. 

The bedroom had a theme of black and white and most of the furniture was painted black. There were bookshelves up against the wall and a white fluffy rug on the wooden floor. The side closet's door was open, and there were all sorts of clothes in both of their sizes. Douma had already roamed in there, checking out types of clothes he might prefer over others. He had found pajamas for them in both of their sizes and decided for their first night there that's what they would wear.

"I swear if you-" Akaza starts to threaten before he was thrown onto the comfy bed. He landed with a soft thud and his body wrapped itself into a ball instinctually.
(Bro became his true form- a basketball)
Instantaneously Douma was in bed as well, wrapping his hands around Akaza's neck and twisting their legs together.

"Let me go- EEP-" Akaza tried to yell before Douma shoved Akaza's head into his chest. More muffled yelling came from the shorter before he had gone quiet. Douma had gotten a little concerned from this, he had expected more fight and maybe loss of a head or two. 

"Honeycomb? Are you alright?" Douma whispers to a very angry Akaza. If looks could kill Douma would have been dead around 130 years ago. Vains could be shown on Akaza's forehead and the honey-like eyes darkened in anger. Akaza glared at Douma from where he was laying, and Douma couldn't decide if it was cute or scary. 

"Why." Akaza finally spoke, his voice bleeding the sounds of being angry and annoyed.

"Oh~ Akaza-Dono I only wanted you to sleep with me!" Douma hums giving Akaza a bright smile, which to Douma felt a little too real. 

"I want to punch you so hard right now that you won't ever get up again," Akaza says in a monotone voice.

"That's nice" Douma compliments, resting his head on top of Akazas. Akaza only freezes, blankly staring into Douma's gray shirt. 

Douma felt confused, he knew he had pressed his fair share of buttons today and this was the closest he has ever gotten to Akaza without getting punched, kicked, or thrown.
(We don't talk about the thrown)
However, Akaza had not hurt him once. Did the weird portal also change Akaza's anger issues or was Douma going more insane than he already was? Douma had no clue. For now, Douma will label it as progress and leave it there.  

Akaza-3rd person 

KILL HIM
DON'T
KILL HIM
DON'T
KILL HIM
DON'T

Akaza's mind raced to find the nearest exit or a way to murder Douma without dying himself. However, every time he had one, his mind would just go blank. Nothing and everything on his mind at once. Was it even worth it to kill him? Honestly, he hated that Douma had to be teleported here out of all people, yet who else did he know? Akaza was quite lonely, just constantly killing or looking for some stupid flower. Sometimes he would think of the tranquil lakes he would come across or the calmness of the biwa women's music in the infinity castle. 

In those few moments when his mind would go quiet, he could feel Douma's abnormally slow heartbeat, or the comfort Douma was giving him, or the small hums coming out of Douma's throat forming a slow, calming, song. The room was so quiet, and his body was slowly relaxing into his peaceful hold. Cold arms lay over his sensitive skin allowing him to sigh in relief and fade away. All these things told him to fall asleep and he could just kill Douma in the morning because he was tired and really didn't want to deal with it. There was a small humming from Douma

hmm~

hmm~

hm~

Hmm~

hmm~

It made him smile, he recognized it as the calming tune Douma would always sing to comfort upper 6. The low vibrations relaxed Akaza's body until everything felt dark and numb.

hmm~

hmm~

hm~

Hmm~

hmm~

"Rest well Hakuji, you are loved," A small, barely audible woman's voice says. 

hmm~

hmm~

hm~

H----~

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Hi, hope you liked it cya next time

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why am I writing this again?