I just stood there. What am I suppose to say? Should I comfort her?
"And...why did you have to steal Lucifer-sama away from me?" Aisaki mumbled. "Huh? I didn't steal Lucifer-sama away from you. I was forced to" I corrected her. "WHY ARE YOU STILL TALKING LIKE THAT?!? DON'T YOU FEEL A BIT REMORSEFUL?!" Aisaki shouted again.
"Should I?" I asked. Aisaki glared at me. "Why are you so fucking dense?" Aisaki questioned. "Heh? Am I?" I added. Aisaki sighed. "This conversation is over. Don't fall for Lucifer. He's mine" Aisaki said as she pouted. I didn't say anything back at her. I was lost for words.
Aisaki turned around and picked up her dress and started walking. Halfway, she bumped into Elliot. I stood from a far distant so all I heard were little complaints made by Aisaki.
Am I dense? Of course not. If I was, I couldn't made it this far in life. I'm not dense. Or am I? Why am I letting a little brat's opinion bother me so much then?! Am I actually dense??? I started panicking. I even started walking in circles. What am I thinking? I should be planning an attack right now not bickering over some stupid opinion!
I took a deep breath in and smacked my face. All right, let's do this! I marched down the hall. All of a sudden, I bumped into someone.
"Watch where you're go-" I trailed off as I looked up. "Huh? Say that again. Sorry, I didn't hear you" Lucifer said as he duck his head down near me. "Never mind that. What happen to your old man? Weren't you guys talking?" I asked.
"We talked. And then he left for business in the West" Lucifer replied. "Business in the West huh? Wait. WEST?!" I exclaimed. "He's going to see my dad?!"
"Apparently, he wants to explain the choice you made to your dad" Lucifer added. "I-Is that so" I said. "And what's with all that shouting earlier?" Lucifer asked. "Huh? What shouting?" I questioned back. "You know what I mean. I heard it all the way down the hall" Lucifer said.
"That wasn't me. Go ask your "childhood-tantrum throwing-friend," of yours" I quoted. "You mean Aisaki? I guess I pissed her off pretty bad" Lucifer sighed. "You can say that again" I agreed as I shook my head slightly. "What did she say?" Lucifer asked.
"Huh? I thought you heard it all the way down there" I complained. "I heard cat-fighting noises" Lucifer replied. "Tch, ask her yourself" I snapped as I began walking away.
All of a sudden, Lucifer grabbed my wrist and lean his face near my ear. "OI! You're doing this on purpose aren't you!?!" I shouted. "Listen to me for once, Yusa" Lucifer breathed into my ear. "EEK, it tickles. STOP it! Let me go!" I complained as I started struggling free.
"You're planning an attack aren't you?" Lucifer said into my ear. My eyes widen. "Hah? What are you talking about?" I snapped back. "You know I'm right. I saw it right through you when you were poisoned" Lucifer said. "Y-YOU'RE WRONG, PERVERT!!!" I lied.
"Pervert? You're the first one who called me that" Lucifer laughed. I sighed and pulled him by his collar and looked straight into his eyes.
"You tell anyone about this stupid lie and I'll kill you with no hesitation" I said in a dark voice. "Lie? You're still trying to hide it, aren't you?" Lucifer said. "I'm not joking, Lucifer" I said back. "Lying, about this and your true feelings" Lucifer continued as he leaned closer in. "I-I-I'm not" I snapped back.
Before I knew it, Lucifer's lips touched mine's, again. But this time when he released me from the kiss, I slapped him.
Author's Note:
Lucifer's personality is really mysterious. That's because I haven't found a suiting personality for him yet. So mysterious it is! Lucifer doesn't deserved to get slapped, but I need some tensing things to happen to bring on the twist. I'm so sorry for getting Lucifer slapped.

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Historical FictionPrincesses are the models of pure, dainty, respectful, bold, basically everything that Yusa Kakumei doesn't have. In fact, she's the total opposite of it. She knows how to fight using a katana, speaks discourteously, and stubborn. Everything came...