Lost

Chapter 9: Sweet Lie

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"Hey.."

"What?" A shock of blue jerked up to meet the amethyst eyes of a certain raven-head maiden. His cobalt eyes were almost lifeless as if he was tired.. literally, he looked like he was really tired. Since Sapphire found out that he was Xenon that morning she didn't stop bombarding him with questions. And it somehow felt like Neon/Xenon was getting pissed.

Sapphire rubbed nameless shapes on the white table using her slim fingers as she hummed silently, as if thinking of what she was going to ask.

"What is an arisen reaper? And what do you mean you are chosen?" She asked curiously, her eyes fixed at the table where her plates rested.

"A reaper who came from the demon realm reincarnated in the realm of heaven," he answered calmly, eating his ramen at his leisure.

Sapphire raised her brow. "You're a demon?!"

"Were a demon. It just means I hadn't committed any sin when I was still a demon and due to that I was chosen to be an arisen reaper instead of a death reaper," he shrugged casually.

"Oh alright, where's your sword?"

Xenon looked up boredly, he outstretched his slender left arm as the sheathed sword magically materialized out of amazingly nothing. He held the long, sharp, sheathed sword like it was the most natural thing to do. Like he couldn't kill someone with that.

"I didn't tell you to show it!" She said, slightly surprised as she almost jerked away from him.

"Tch', stupid bean sprout," he murmured, making the sword disappear once again into bright, black and blue dust particles that we're flickering beautifully. He then brought back his left hand to continue eating, hoping to be undisturbed. But nah.

"It's Sapphire!"

"Like I care."

Sapphire could swear she felt smoke coming out of her nose.. "You jerk!.. but what should I call you then?" She asked, obviously changing the subject.

Xenon, who was oblivious of the sudden change of topic, smirked mockingly, his blue locks covering his glinting-with-amusement cobalt eyes perfectly. "Make sure to call me by my fake name in front of other people, I don't care what you call me when no one's around."

Sapphire let the smirk slip since she was pretty much used to that. "You mean Neon?"

"Yes."

"Alright no more questions."

"Fan-fucking-tastic. You finally decided to shut your mouth," Xenon said sarcastically standing up from the dining chair and letting out a soft yawn. His face looked paler than usual and he looked pretty tired.

"Why do you look so tired?" Sapphire couldn't help but ask, curiosity killed the cat yes but she was not only curious.. she was a little worried. Just a little though.

Xenon glared at him like newly-sharpened daggers. If looks could kill, Sapphire's probably drowning in a pool of her own blood by now.

"What?" She asked, unknown why the man suddenly looked like that.

Then Xenon slowly took a deep breathe, glaring at her more intently murderous this time. He's a homicidal bastard.... trying to control his self.. but failed miserably.

"It's your fucking fault I'm fucking tired from fucking looking out for the fucking you! So if you may be so fucking kind, let me fucking rest without fucking disturbance or if not I might as well fucking slice your fucking tongue off literally."