I followed Amaimon behind quietly and as promised he bought me anouther pack of cigarettes and we continued on our journey to a restaurant.
i sighed as i packed my cigarettes and opened them and pulled one out.
i put it in between my lips and lit it and took a drag of it.
"You know you need to quit right?" amaimon said whilst looking over his shoulder.
"Yeah Yeah i'll quit once people quit being idiots."
"thats impossible."
"exactly..you try being to owner of the Vatican....a lot of exorcists are fuckin idiots....including the pope...i really hate his guts."
"huh." he said and stopped suddenly causing me to run into me and he looked over."we're here."
i rubbed my nose and looked over and my jaw dropped.
"A-amaimon this place is really expensive even i cant afford it..."
"im pretty rich and dont you make alot of money? since you own the vatican?"
"yes i do but still it all goes to charity and what not...i just don t go to places like this...."
Amaimon just 'hmmed' and said " well your my soul mate let me spoil you"
he held out his hand and i hesitated for a moment and eventually put my small hand in his.
-here goes nothing - i thought to myself
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FanfictionAmaimon loses his old mate and is in desperate search for his so called "soul mate".....that was three years ago and his father (satan) misses him and wants him back home... he eventually makes a deal with his father to find him his "soul mate" What...
