Demon Angel (a blue exorcist fan-fiction)

Screw you AND your attractiveness

The heat. The sand in your shorts. Now I remember why I hate the beach. Don't get me wrong, I love the water; it's just the actual beach I hate. Not to mention how crowded it was; it made me nervous because I only had this hoodie to hide my wings. Rin and Shima actually made me buy a swimsuit at one of those little surf shops. These wings really are a pain in the ass.

Now I was sitting under an umbrella, since Rin decided it was break time for all of us. Izumo was floating out in the water on a floaty-thing. What are these even called? I thought to myself. Rin and shima were playing volleyball with some other girls who had set up a net. They were alot more attractive than me and they were flirting with them. Alot. A little too much.

"Why don't you take that hoodie off akane? Show off your swimsuit!" one of the girls called out to me. Tch, you don't know me, don't tell me what I should and shouldn't do, bitch.

"I think I'm good!" I shouted back with obvious irritation.

"Are you sure you don't want to play with us?" Another one shouted. Don't push me. "You're just jealous, Akane," A voice in my head said. It kinda freaked me out because it didn't sound like my own. It kinda sounded like Rin's. You obsessive weirdo of course it's not Rin's, only demons can do that.

I ignored her and turned to Rin. "I'm going back to the shop." I said to him walking away. He kept on playing. Nice talking to you, asswipe.

Upon arriving to the shop I plopped down into a seat right outside and put my head down. Why can't I just be normal? I hate these stupid wings, I can't do anything, I always feel like I'm hiding. Sometimes I wish I had never been born.

I got up to get out the ingredients to make a grilled squid and cheese sandwich. I love sandwhiches.

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Machi watched as Akane walked away from the group. She knew she couldn't take her now. No, a big battle would be alot more fun. She practically salivated at the idea. Although she couldn't inflict pain dirctly, she could do something in the meantime.

Machi pricked her finger and walked out onto Akane's path. As she bumped into her she scratched her arm and quickly rubbed the blood from her finger onto the wound. "Hey! watch it!" She exclaimed as she walked by not seeing Machi's stitched up mouth but catching a glimpse of her pure white hair flipped out from her cloaks hood.

"Now we'll really have some fun."