Chapter 3

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Chapter Threeeeeeee. I think its a lot shorter than the other two.. D:

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Mitsuki finally caught sight of Oni- the demon. He was wearing what the mortals around him were wearing, those rough looking pants called jeans,  dark blue in color, and a black top that defined his physique...

Those muscles that flex under tanned skin, tempting the angel to touch and feel how strong the demon is.

Wait a second. Why would he be thinking about the demon's body? Why would anyone admire a body? Its just a sack of flesh and blood...

But... why is Oni letting those girls feel his muscles?  And what is the old man in the wheel chair doing?

Mitsu could only shake his head and lean against the chain link fence around the park, keeping an eye on the demon.

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Oni had found his brother, but it wasn't expecting his to freak out when he saw him. Sure he looks the same he did all those years ago.

It was hard going from there. He worked trying to prove it was him and he wasn't going to drag his brother to hell.

He won't forgive him until he helps him complete his bucklet list.

Seeing the angel watching one of the many things on the list only made it better.

He was seething in jealously as Oni let those human girls feel his muscles while trying to help his old man of a brother get laid one last time.

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Mitsu lost sight of the demon quicklt after one of the girls roboticly wheeled the old man towards the park's restrooms. And it wasn't until he took a few steps towardsvwhere he last saw him, that he felt the presence once again... Right behind him.

Whirling around, he found his face inches from Oni's chest. Looking up into those red eyes, he could only gulp in fear as he tried to straighten his spine and hold his ground.

"You need to go back to hell." Mitsu surprisingly tell him with out his voice cracking to show how scared he was.

"Oh really?" The deep rumble from the demon-Oni's- mouth startles him, and excites him even though he doesn't know what that means. He wants to hear more of that voice.

Oni is having a similar reaction to Mitsu's soft yet demanding voice.

"Yes..."

Stepping back in surprise as Oni jerks down so his face is closer to Mitsu's, a smirk spread across his face in dark humor.

"Make me, little angel."

And just like that Mitsu was alone again.

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