Demon's burn (DenNor)

chapter 2

Lukas P.O.V

Emil? How does he know that name?!

Maybe...maybe he entered the past? But it's impossible for humans to cross over! Or...is it...

"Lukas! Answer my question!" he whined, distracting me from my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh Emil? No... I don't know anyone called that, why are you asking?" I crossed my arms, something I always do when I lie, though he doesn't know that.

"Well uh...I...no reason..." he mumbled as he pouted, then he bit his lip. "Answer my next question." He demanded.

I raised an eyebrow looking at him for him to continue.

"How did you become a demon?"

Honestly, I didn't want to answer that: it brought back terrible memories from when I was alive. Why was he even asking these questions? Was this on purpose because he knew it would bring me such pain? Or was it just curiosity?

"I don't remember," I replied in a monotone voice

"Ah...Okay," Mathias sighed, meaning he had given up; however I knew he would try again later.

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It was around lunch time when Gilbert came 'round, grinning and laughing as always. Which is really annoying, he has such an obnoxious laugh, but for some reason it made Mathias smile. I guess he really does love him...

Oh well... loves for losers anyway, I don't need it. If I couldn't have love when I was alive what's the point of having love when I'm not?

I should not(?) suffer alone.

"So I was thinking, maybe tonight we could go out get drunk - Oh! Dude, I'm so sorry!" Mathias had

"accidently" spilt his drink over the white-haired man's lap.

"No, dude it's fine! Accident, I understand! I've done it a few times myself," Gilbert laughed and brushed it off lightly.

"I'll go get you a towel," quickly the Dane ran upstairs to the bathroom. I followed him, amused.

"Lukas! Was that necessary?" he snapped at me.

"Yeah. I mean, it was boring, I need some entertainment." I smirked slightly. "Your pathetic love life is an entertainment for me,' I said with a chuckle.

"Whatever! Look, just leave us alone!" He rubbed his temple. "It's bad enough at school with you around, just let me have this time with him." Mathias hurried back downstairs to his precious friend.

Suddenly something set fire inside me a feeling I haven't felt in a long time not since I had up-setted Mangus...No one but Mangus and/or Emil only gave me this feeling; those were special and important people to me.

Does that mean Mathias is special and important to me? I mean I think I like him but it's not certain, it's just stupid feelings that mean nothing to me! I gave up on having feelings since those two abandoned me!

I am not getting hurt again. No; never!

Going downstairs, I noticed Mathias and Gilbert heading out the front door. Mathias glanced at me for a second - ocean blue eyes staring at me with...with so much anger and fury, just like Mangus had...

"Mangus, don't go!" I cried out. For a split moment, Mangus, the man that once loved me, appeared where Mathias should've been... It completely shocked me.

As the the door closed I was left alone in a fit of mixed emotions that overwhelmed me.

Mathias P.O.V

I was so annoyed at Lukas. That fucking demon really gets on my nerves some days! But I guess being with Gilbert calmed me down. I was just puzzled at the end.

Lukas called me Mangus; I remember, someone in my family from a long, long time ago was called Mangus. I never really knew much about him, other than he was betrayed by his lover, and then allegedly killed him.

I'm not interested in that though: I'd rather down some beer with my mates and have a good laugh knowing when I go home I'll feel the wrath of the angry demon... who will now probably make my life even more of a living hell, then it already is. Great.

It was around 11:30 pm when I got back home. Ludwig, Gilbert's younger brother, drove me back. Apparently I was "too drunk". Whatever: I know when I've had enough. Besides, it's a weekend: I can have some fun if I feel like it! Sighing, I stepped into my house and for a moment I thought someone had robbed the place! But then I remembered I had left an angry demon alone. Great, just great. Good job, Mathias. I mentally slapped myself.

"Lukas?" I called out to him, I waited for a moment. "I'm back!" Still no reply. Slowly, I walked around my messy home. Everything was turned over and thrown about. I don't know what I did to piss him off, but I guessed I should apologise anyway.

My eyes hit the floor as I saw some old photos. Very old, like from Victorian era. One of the pictures in particular caught my eye and I did a double take: was that me? No: it one of my relatives from a long time ago. I bent down to inspect it and notice one of the faces had been scratched out, but...why?

It was a photograph of my relative, Mangus, with a little kid and another guy but with his face scratched out. I looked through the rest of them and realised they were all of Mangus and his friend (but of course the friend had his face scratched out). I picked up the old photographs and put them back in the box that was next to them and continued looking the for the fiery demon.

Lukas was laying on the floor curled up in a ball. he was clutching something in his fist. Paper? Or maybe a photograph?

"Lukas." I looked at him, for some reason seeing him like this made me feel somewhat guilty...

I could hear a soft whimper. It sounded like a hurt animal, then I realised it was coming from Lukas and that really got me concerned. I started to panic, my hands gripping at my hair. What was I supposed to do?!

"Lukas, are you okay? You're scaring me, lately you've been...different..." Slowly I approached the demon, stretching a hand out to him.

"No, I'm not okay, Mangus! You just threw me aside - like I'm nothing!" Lukas suddenly cried out. I jumped back in shock.

"I'm not Mangus. It's me: Mathias." I quickly took a hold of his hand. He didn't seem to protest, only stayed still.

"Mathias?...Oh right..." His eyes were red and tears stained his cheeks. I just wanted to hug him, he looked so cute and frail.

For about an hour or so Lukas and I sat together. He was curled up in a ball, leaning on me. I didn't mind...I guess I kinda liked it. However, something bothered me: Why was the harsh demon clutching onto a photo? I couldn't even look at it; he wouldn't let me, which annoyed me a bit, but I let it slide.

After a while I sighed, and suddenly a pair lips smashed into mine. They were cold but soft. I couldn't help but kiss back and slowly my hands cup somewhat wet cheeks. Then it hit me.

Lukas was kissing me!

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Sorry!!!!! I have exams and all that shit!