Developing feelings (YuuNoa)

Comfort Needed

Shinoa grasped onto his chest harder, trying to keep a good grip on her only source of warmth.

"No... Please not him..."
She murmured as she shoved her head further into the boys chest, waking him.

"Oi! Shinoa?! You okay?!"
He shook her violently, awaking her from her dark slumber.

"It was a nightmare... It was terrible."
She bit her bottom lip, to avoid breaking down in tears.

"Hey... I'm here now, don't worry."
He kissed her fore head and patted it.

RING!

Yuichiro bolted up, trying to keep himself on his feet, he noticed there was no princess next to him, and only a note.

"Dear Yuichiro Hyakuya,
I have taken this.... Girl. She's a pretty good sample, being a daughter of the man in charge, so I'm pretty sure Ferid will make do with her, you should be glad I didn't kill you, but just in case you miss her, I left a little something.
Love, Crowley Eusford"
At the bottom of the letter, there was a stamp, which stank of blood and flowers, rotten flowers.

"He..."
He clenched his fists and stood up, walking around lazily, gathering his footing and posture.
"He's considered dead."
His loyal sword, Asuramaru flew into his hands, drawing a huge smirk on his face.
"Can you smell her out? You're good at sniffing stuff."
He looked down at the short demon, who was rubbing her eyes.

"I guess. Are you going to use the Angel aswell?"
She looked at him with concerned eyes, trying to convince him to not use the Angel.

"It's Shinoa, I have to."
He had a trumpet in hand, a golden one at that, ready to be blown.

"Well, she's north from the tower, there should be a train station, she's in there."
The demon smiled at the Raven haired boy and turned back into a sword, firmly held in his hands.

An hour later.

Yu was smirking as he swept past the last line of defense, staring Crowley dead in the eye, raising one of his eyebrows.

"Where is she?"
His words were short and cold, but paired up with that smirk of his, made them explode with millions of emotions.

"Well she's out back, in a cell, rotting away. But it's fine, you'll join her soon. You're lucky I haven't called Ferid yet."
He smiled back, surprisingly he was sweet and calm, not being fazed by Yu.

"King of Salt, second trumpet."
A golden trumpet appeared in front of him, glistening with the reflection of the flickering lights.
He blew into the trumpet, making a wall of sand appear behind him, ready to tear down Crowley, who had lost his smile and had gotten worried.

"You're not gonna lose control, she's too precious for you to kill."
He laughed nervously, trying not to show his fear of the golden eyed boy.

"Vampire. What makes you think, a lowly human, could hurt my emotions?"
He smirked, as black-as-night wings appeared on his back, ready to sweep Crowley off the face of the earth.

"Well I guess I'll kill you then."

Crowley's sword was inside of Yu, tearing through his uniform and chest, making him drop to the floor, grasping his chest.