Opposites attract

Awakening

"Aniue, I need to speak with you." Mephisto could tell whatever plagued his little brother's mind was rather serious by the tone of his voice.

"What is it?" He pushed his paperwork aside to get a better view of the boy.

"It's Aria." Amaimon sat on Mephisto's desk, Indian style and dropping all his brother's paperwork on the floor.

The elder brother glared at the younger in annoyance. "What about her?"

"I thought about asking father about this but, I'm sure he wouldn't make time for me anyway." Amaimon glared at the lollipop in his hands before placing it in his mouth. Sighing he continued. "I wanted to ask him because, because of Yuri." Now Mephisto was curious.

He raised a brow to his brother. "Yes?"

"I wondered Gehenna killing mindlessly, out of boredom. Killing anything in my way. Nothing was safe from me." Amaimon bit into his lollipop causing it to crack but not break.

"Oh yes, I remember." Mephisto raised a brown in curiosity at his brother's nostalgia.

"She calms me. When I think about Okumura, all I want to do is use him like a cat toy. To eventually annihilate him when I'm done with this game. But with her, when I think of her, she gives me a stillness that I have never felt before. I've tried to force myself to attack her, so that I may bring out her angel powers, just as you asked, but, I can never bring myself to do it. I hesitate. Every. Single. Damn. Time!" Amaimon crushed a jawbreaker in the palm of his hand, into fine dust. "When I lay to sleep, every fucking time I try to close my eyes, I see her. I smell her. And I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll scare her if she ever sees me the way Okumura does. And whenever she's with him, it boils my blood!"

Amaimon made a fist, causing his knuckles to turn white and his nails to dig into his palm and draw blood. "I don't want to be away from her too long. I have the need to hear her voice. touch her, see her! And her smile... She doesn't smile like that to everyone. She only smiles a certain way for me. It's MY smile." He drifted off to thoughts of her, trying to drown out Mephisto's laughter.

"Well shit Amaimon! I never thought I'd see the day, when you'd ever speak of ANYONE that way!" He continued to laugh, which only caused the boy to boil in a rage.

"Do. Not. Laugh at me brother." He clenched his teeth, holding in his anger.

"Right, my apologies." Mephisto wiped the tears from his eyes. "Now, I'm not sure if this is the effect of the angel scent or, a more simple explanation. You're in love."

-.-.-.-.-

"What kind of exorcist could you possibly make? You can't summon familiars, you can't fire a gun. You can't even remember a simple verse!" She laughs and the rest of the class joins in. She continues, "And you want to be a doctor? An exorcist?!"

Thinking about what they said once more, Aria could feel her sadness wash over her again. Those people laughed at her, mocked her, made her feel weak, pathetic. But they were right. She was pathetic. There was a gust of wind that caused her to almost trip but she caught her balance in time.

"It's always this way. People always treat me this way. At the orphanage, the nuns were always calling me a liar. Why? Why did Mephisto saved me from that place? For what purpose? All he said was that I'd make a fine Exorcist. Tch." She inched closer to the ledge. "If you're real, where are you? God, where are you?" Tears formed in her eyes. "Where are your angels? Aren't they supposed to be here and offer relief when all hope is lost? Aren't they supposed to bring comfort? Yet, all I see around me, are demons."