The Heartless One

You Pissed On His Sandwich?!

"I'm telling you Light, what I did was right! He is a complete jerk! He fucking deserved it!" Anger was taking over my body, as the oh, so recent memories flooded my mind. They replayed like a movie, repeating over and over in my mind.

"He embarrassed me infront of everybody! That fucking asshole went and told everyone about my secret!" I stopped and stared down at Light. Light squirmed under my intense, murderous glare, fiddling with his strawberry blonde hair. He flickered his golden glazed eyes at me, failing miserably at looking straight at me, turning his face to the side. No one ever looks me straight in the eyes, no one. They all ran away with their tails between their legs, scurrying away from me. Light was the only one who could look me in the eyes for at least 5 seconds.

Sighing, Light started walking, bumping shoulders with me. Scoffing I turned to follow him, staring at his small golden wings. They weren't shining like they used to. No, they were torn and ripped, battling with themselves to keep at least the golden colour that was by now a gold mixed with the ashes of the dead. Light was different. He didn't get angry like I did easily, and he didn't burn with delight after a kill. He didn't get that energizing buzz after slicing someone's throat open. No, instead he tries to stop the gruesome deaths, trying to pull us out of our killing adrenalin. Key word: tries. Light, is actually a angle. Well a fallen one. I know, I know, shove a candy cane up my ass and call me Santa. I didn't believe him at first as well. When I first saw him he was sitting in a pool of blood, right beside a mutilated corpse, crying golden tears. A glimmering dagger was in his pale hand, making it look as if the knife was having a seizure from how bad his hands were shaking.

Turned out, he was an angel who killed his own brother. He never told me the story. All he told me was that he was sent here. He is stuck here forever. With me.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you go ahead, piss on his sandwich, shove it down his throat, killing him in the process. Now, you can't get a job anywhere in the city! And, let's also add the fact that we got kicked out of our place because you killed the landlord."

"Oh, please. That landlord was a douche and you know it well. Fucking stealing my cookies..." Light scoffed and rolling his eyes. Light new very well, that I can't keep my anger under my control. It was impossible. Since little, I would snap at the slightest stuff. I wouldn't stop until I finished my rage act. I was actually a nice guy. If you get past the swearing, a killer, a psycho and a walking time bomb. I had a sweet side to myself. Somewhere in there.

"I sometimes wonder why am I still with you." Light sighed. Maybe for the hundredth time today. He did that a lot lately. Slapping my hand across his lips, I gave him a glare, causing him to hiss.

"Stop sighing, you're letting all the happiness out." I removed my hand slowly, which Light wanted to happen much faster, he wanted that hand gone. Wait did I wash my hands after going to the bathroom? Shit.

"Fuck you." spatting in my direction.

"Oh, you wish princess."

***

"Where the hell are we? You said you knew where we were going!"

"I did, but apparently your memory seems to go away after 2 years."

Light looked at me, like he wanted to kill me. But he wouldn't even lay a stray hair strand land on me. Plus, I hadn't been here in 2 years.

"Anti, I swear to God, that if you don't find us a place to rest for the night, I will destroy you." Giving me his best glare. He looked like a cute kitten trying to roar at the lion. The lion flicking him away seconds later.

"Wow, didn't know you are the kinky type in the bed. Always took you for the very innocent one." I smirked, giving off a playful vibe. Apparently me giving off a playful vibe wasn't enough to convince him. Next time I'll hang a sign that I'll hang around my neck saying; PLAYFUL. I'M IN A PLAYFUL MOOD. That should do it.

"Oh, screw you Anti!" was all he said, after slapping me across the face. That boy can slap! Damn...

"Dude, I was joking!" I raised my hands in the air, as if i was getting arrested. Light looked at me and shook his head.

"Dick."

"Vagina."

"What the hell dude!?" Light stared at me, wide eyed.

"I thought we were naming parts of the demon's body. Oh, was I wrong?" Laughing at the end, Light chuckled too, not before he muttered under his breath 'Jerk'. He knew well the I could hear him. With the pointy bastards that I have for ears, it's easy to pick up even the quietest whisper from a mile away.

"Look, Anti! Circus!" Light exclaimed before running towards it. Light was one of those fallen angel that got distracted by bright and shiny stuff. And boy was that circus tent blazing. It was as if someone was performing a light show inside, and decided to add Christmas lights on the outside of the tent. Yet it felt welcoming and even uplifting, bringing happiness into you, just by looking at the tent.

"Well, showtime folks." I muttered under my breath before racing off towards Light, who was more bouncing than running.