The Siren and The Demon

3

Flash forward
"To our prize winning scientist." Gill raised his glass. "You deserved to win that award."
"Being able to make you say this is the greatest award. "She giggled as she sipped on her drink. "But seriously, thank you for being my date for the award ceremony."
"Well, the Food was great, and the people were better looking than I thought Science nerds would look like"
Her voice went lover as it took an alluring tone. "Oh, trust me, science nerds can be way more promising than you give us credit for." She leaned on his chest slowly. Her right hand went on his knee, her fingers drawing a circle on it. She felt the familiar feeling on her upper legs and groin come back to her once again, now that she was at his presence. "Kazarina, you need to stop doing that. Gill's voice was raucity.
"Why?"
"Because you'll get us in trouble."
She lifted herself up. "Let's get in trouble then," She said, enthusiastically. "I want to live a little, don't you? We've done nothing but working and bickering since the beginning of the war." Her eyes widened, her heart beating at her chest. "This is my night, let me have this."
Gill's eyes wandered on her, up and down.  "But there is no returning back from that."
Kazarina turned around to put her glass on the coffee table, "Okay, you are right. Sorry if I made you uncomfort- "
Her words were cut short as he took her hand and pulled her to himself. Their lips met at the middle. His kiss was fierce, and demanding. She melted into it.
The next thing she knew, they were making out on the couch. She laid on her back, pulling him on top of her. He pulled the hem of her dress up and up, stroking her upper leg. Her legs wrapped around his body, caging him. As his lips made their way her neck, she pressed herself on to him,
Finally, she spoke after kissing his lips two times. Let's gо to the bedroom."
"No." He replied, trying to catch his breath. "I want you now."
But she was already getting on her feet. She held his hands and pulled him closer as she whispered: "But I need a big space for the things I am gonna do to you."
It was an enough motivation for Gill. He got up and picked her up like his bride, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She moaned into his mouth once their lips  met again.

End of flash forward

Ren looked around. He was nervous.
The bar was crowded and dimly lit. He had to shout to make his voice heard, because of the loud techno music.
It was impossible for everyone on the table to hear one person speaking, so his friends were talking to each other in smaller groups instead.
He was over-stimulated. All those years he spent In the underworld as a pariah, all alone, he dreamt of having "ordinary" things like this.
He was surrended by people now, he was socializing, as a normal person in his age would. Yet, all he felt was unease.
His thoughts were interupted when a cake with burning candles on it was put On the table by one of the waiters. The cake was made with berries, similar to ones he used to eat in the underworld. Yet, the cake had cream and frosting on it, both of which young Ren would not be able to even imagine.
Despite having left the underworld For a while now, everyday items such as a birthday cake still seemed ailen to him.
"Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear Zenet
Happy birthday to you!"
With a giant smile on her face, the young girl folded her hands and closed her eyes before blowing the three candles, each representing 5 years of her life.
"This is the best birthday ever!" She bubbled. "Thank you guys!"
"How old are you now?" Mason shouted.
"I am entering 16! "Zenet shouted back. "So old enough to drink!"
She shook her hand. "Old enough to legally drink!" Everyone laughed at her joke.
"Am I the only one who has never drank before?" Ren asked. The others looked at him like he had four arms. "You have never drank before? Shut up!" Zenet punched his sholder slowly. "Shut up! You're Kidding!"
"I'm not."
"Seriously?" Lena asked. "I was given my first drink in a baby bottle." She reached over to her pack of cigarettes. "That's like... the norm for Gundalian kids."
"I mean, of course she is exaggrating but..." Zenet turned to him, "Gundalians start consuming alcohol pretty young. I'm surprised you did not."
Lena held out her pack of cigarettes to him, after litting the one she had between her lips. "There's a first for everything, c'mon."
Ren started coughing as soon as he inhaled it. Everyone laughed. Instead of feeling embarrased, Ren laughed at himself with them.
"We don't have time to get lung cancer anyway." He said, causing another wave of laughter.
Zenet pointed at the door. "Imagine One of the 12 orders walking in right now." She said. "Wouldn't that be hilarious? Like, Kazarina walks in. Right now."
"Her kind wouldn't hang out in a bar like this." Jesse said.
Lena blew her smoke out. "The only place Kazarina would hang out at this hour is on emperor's lap."
The recklessnes in the comment and the laughter that followed assured Ren that they all got pretty drunk. It was in that moment that Zenet's phone rang. "Again?!" Mason shouted, reaching the phone before she did. "That's enough!"
Before Zenet could stop him, he answered the phone: "Hey buddy. Could you please be kind enough to stop bothering her? She made it quite fucking clear that she isn't interested."
Zenet's shout was almost like a scream.
After waiting for a few seconds, Mason gave the phone back to her. "They hung up." He said. Zenet snatched her phone.
"It is not something like that." She said as she called the mysterious person back. "And it's not your bus - hey!" She closed her free ear with her free hand. "Hey, yes. I am sorry. It's just... We are drunk right now, to be honest. I know, I'm sorry. Thank you, thanks, I'm 16 now.. Really? For me? Okay, I'll drop by, Okay, bye."
She hung up and turned to Mason, staring daggers.
"I'm sorry. " Mason put his hands up like he was surrendering.
"Not cool, man. "Zenet said.
"I thought they were bothering you."
"No." Her shoulders dropped. "It's just a distant relative that lives in the capitol, he checks up on me sometimes. That's all."
"I thought you were brought up in an orphanage." Lena said,
Zenet blinked her eyes. "Like I said."
She got up, as a giant smile spread on her face. She pulled down her strechy dress and pointed at the dance floor. "C'mon. Let's dance like there is no tomorrow," She said. "Because there probably isn't."