Chapter 1 • The Boy
'That was a close one.' I think to myself. I walk down the street to the nearest alleyway. had just finished my last victim, she called the cops on me. On my part, it was a bit stressful. On hers, well, she didn't see the cops. She died before they came.
See, I'm a demon, I shapeshift into whatever gender is opposite of my victim, then I hope for the best. I don't know much about this human term 'pride', but it has something to do with relationships. Usually I would make some small talk before I suck out their soul, but I've been oddly hungry lately. Something has been different lately, maybe I'm lonely? I haven't dated anyone in over a century so loneliness isn't out of the question.
When I died, I was sent straight to hell. Satan was giving me some strange looks. He asked me to step aside, as he would deal with me later. Eventually, he took a break and asked me to come with.
"You know, I don't see people like you very often. I like you. So, do you want to go to the fourth circle, or become a demon?" I remember his words to this day. He explained what it was like to be a demon. So I accepted his offer, and here I am.
I reach an alley and make sure no one is looking at me, I snap my fingers. Suddenly, I'm back in the underworld. I look around, 'Hell never solves my problems, I need something new for once.' I think. I head to my house and lay in bed wondering what to do. 'Maybe more souls will help? No... That has never helped me with anything.'
I turn my head, and I don't remember anything after that. I just passed out.
I woke up with a headache. 'I guess I can head back to the overworld, I hope it is not too late there.'
I snap my fingers once again and there I am, in the overworld. As I'm walking down the street looking for another house, I notice a boy in an alleyway. He looks like he's having a panic attack. Normally I don't care about people's feelings but something about him was different. Maybe it was loneliness, or that I've been bored. I walked over to him and sat down.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask him.
"Who a-are you?" He stutters. Tears rolling down his face.
'His voice...' I think.
He looks at me. He has dark brown hair and black eyes. He looks nice for a human. "I'm Kaito. What's wrong?" I reach out to touch his shoulder. But I pull back.
He pauses for a bit. "My boyfriend broke up with me." I lean back in shock.
"Aren't you a boy?" I ask, confused.
He tilts his head slightly. "I'm gay, I like boys." He sounds offended. 'Was it my tone?' I think.
"What's a ga-" I'm rudely interrupted by the boy sobbing loudly as he runs off to an apartment complex around the corner.
"Wait!" I yell, but it is too late. He's too far away to hear me.
I stare at the apartment in wonder. 'What was he doing in that alleyway? Is he allowed to like boys?' I think to myself.
I'm still longing for one last soul before I rest. I start walking to the apartment the boy ran into, in hope to get his name. I peer inside the window.
"Please, no! It is not that big of a deal-" bang.
'Who was that? What was that?' I can't seem to stop wondering.
Chapter 2 • Itsuki
Here I am, staring into a stranger's window, curious. I slowly walk to my left to find an unlocked apartment door. I open it and see a woman, no older than 18, sleeping in her bed. 'An easy target!' I suck her soul and her body turns to ashes.
I open a window and lay down on the now empty bed. I see the women's ashes blow out the window. Not shortly after, I easily drift off to sleep.
The next day I see a school outside the window and decide to go. Maybe I'll see the boy from the alleyway again. He looked about 16, so he must be in high school. I don't know a single thing about ages though, so I could be wrong. When I looked outside I saw leaves on the ground. So I'm guessing it is what humans call 'autumn'.
I walk into a room near the entrance and sit next to a kid that looks fairly similar to the boy from the alley. It was awfully dark that night so I couldn't see his face well.
I pretend I'm a new student, and surprisingly, no one thinks to ask. I always wondered how long I can hold a form, hopefully I can for as long as a school day. I heard it was as long as you had the energy for it.
"Settle down class!" I notice an older looking person who looks way too old to be in high school, standing in the front of the classroom.
This older looking gentleman looks at me in wonder. Like he wants to say something to me but doesn't. I hope I look convincing enough.
"Itsuki... Why don't you give this new student a tour of the school?" He gestures to me. The boy next to me stands up and tugs my sleeve.
"Let's go..." As we exit the room he looks really confused. "Kaito, since when did you go to this school?!" He scream-whispers at me. 'He recognized me? How?! Maybe he could see my face.' I think.
"Don't say anything about it. Okay?!" I scream-whisper back.
He rolls his eyes. I start walking off without him.
"KAITO, YOU'RE GOING TO GET LOST!" The boy yells to me, and runs after me.
We walk in silence for a bit, then I finally say something. "Um, so, what was your name again?"
"Itsuki." He smiles at me. Just a bit, I like it. I smile back. A bit bigger, but not too big. Just enough to hide my pointy teeth. I heard in human culture, sometimes during October, (whatever that is) people wear fake pointy teeth, so it shouldn't seem weird if I have some, right? Now I'm wondering if my horns are showing. Hopefully I remembered to get rid of them. I would be getting more weird looks if I didn't. I hate being confused with an imp, I don't even own a trident.
"Come on, maybe we can skip the first period if we actually take a tour." He points to a sign that says 'mess hall'.
We settle down in front of the mess hall doors and he gives me a map. On the top it says 'Zeclan High'
"We're here right now," he points to a blue box labeled 'mess hall'. "What are your classes?"
I panic, "I don't know, I didn't get a list." Hopefully that worked.
"Don't worry, you can just come to mine, there's always an empty seat beside me. I don't have any friends." He points to a purple box. "My next class is math."
"What's math? Is that like Methamphetamine? And are you okay, you just said you have no friends." I ask.
"Haha! Very funny Kaito! Nobody listens to the teacher during Methamp-" He pauses. "Whatever you just called it. And yes, I'm perfectly fine without any friends."
"Teacher?" I feel like he will catch on soon if I don't stop asking questions.
"Stop joking Kai! I'm sure you know what a teacher is."
'Kai? We don't even know each other that well, and he's already using pet names?' I think he might, I don't know, like me?
"Haha, of course I do, I'm just joking." I lied.
We sit and talk for about an hour.
"Uhm, do you want to d-" Bring! Itsuki gets interrupted. "Oh that's the bell, we should go to methamp- whatever you called it." He gets up and pulls on my sleeve.
"Methamphetamine, the drug. You haven't heard of it?" But I don't think he hears me. 'Maybe it is just a demon thing.' I think. Or I'm the only one in the school who has memorized all human drugs. Who knows.
