When the Devil Fell in Love

*Bonus Chapter*: In Love With Killing You

((FLUFF WARNING! WE HAVE A FLUFF WARNING! Also some sensitive topics. This is a BONUS chapter. I debated having this in the story but it never quite fit in right. Please enjoy!))

"Are you done?" Ichigo asked.
"I'm just saying," I began. "Killing someone should be at least a little fun."
Ichigo glanced over to me with his chin resting on his hand. Annoyance drawn on his handsome features. The classroom was dead today. Not much to do so we wasted our time talking about the only subject we both enjoyed.
Death.
"I don't know why we have these conversations." He sighed.
I ignored his statement and kept talking.
"You don't ever think about how you would kill someone?" I asked.
His eyes averted mine for a moment, avoiding me.
"The only death I think about is mine." He stated.
I stared at him, my eyes narrowing. An urge to reach out and touch him came over me. To comfort him. To tell him he shouldn't have to worry about that for a long time. Yes I joked about killing him. The ways I would carry out the task. How slow and torturous it would be...
I never meant it though.
It was the only conversation I could hold his attention long enough to actually speak to him. To feel at least a bit normal around him. Death was already a subject I was used to and comfortable with to begin with. Why not share my thoughts?
"Why do you think about that?" I questioned.
"Because I want to die." He whispered.
I grabbed his hand out of impulse and growled at him.
"Don't say that ever!" I shouted. "You have friends who care about you! Family that loves you! Someone who...loves you..."
I wasn't talking about me but...deep down it was like I was. The first person that came to mind was Meinu. But I didn't believe she actually loved him. She used him like a pawn and that thought pissed me off. I knew Ichigo loved her though. No matter how much it made my heart ache, I had to stand aside for him.
His gaze hardened and he pulled back.
"Take it and put it back in your ass." He spat.
My eyes widened, my heart aching with his words. I pulled back quietly and looked away from him.
"Sorry Ichigo..." I whispered.
He sighed quietly but didn't say a word otherwise.
"It's fine...I'm not mad at you." He sighed. "I'm sorry Luci."
I blushed a bit when I heard my name and nodded.
He had the power of my name now. When you have a demon's true name you have power over them. He could make me do anything if he really tried, not that I wouldn't anyway.

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"Suck my giant titties!!!" I screamed.
"No one wants to suck your tits Kuki." Aki stated.
"Bite my ass Aki!" I shouted.
"You must be very kinky." He chuckled.
"Yeah your mother would know all about that." I smirked.
His eyes widened under his glasses and he cleared his throat.
"Oh shit..." He laughed.
Me and Aki were talking in class. Carrying on and goofing off. The bell had rung not too long ago, class was still young. But...something was missing...
Ichigo.
I turned to Aki.
"Hey, where's Ichigo?" I asked.
"No clue, he might be running late." Aki shrugged.
Right as he finished his sentence, the pony-tailed male walked into the room. He shoved a pass into the senile teacher's hand and sat beside me.
"Where have you been?" I chuckled. "We were wondering where you ran off to."
He didn't answer me.
"Me and Aki were just talking about it and then poof! There you are!"
Nothing.
I crossed my arms and pouted.
"Hey! Ichigo!" I called.
He had his face buried on the table. But upon me calling his name, his head lifted up slightly to where his silver eyes locked with mine. He just stared, causing my cheeks to heat up.
"Hey uh..." I scampered a bit. "You ok? You're quiet again..."
He looked ahead and away from me. His body shifted to get more comfortable it seems. I sighed and bit my lower lip.
"You know...I um..."
This is fucking embarrassing.
"I brought cookies today." I stated. "I um...made them with my servant Andeddo. Would you like one?"
I pulled out a bag of cookies from my backpack. I was planning on eating them at lunch but, he looked like he needed some cheering up.
"I want a cookie!" Aki said.
"Fuck off Janet!" I shouted.
"Who the fuck..." Aki wondered.
I turned back to Ichigo and held out a chocolate chip cookie.
"Here you can have one." I smiled.
Ichigo looked back at me, gazing at the cookie and lifted his head fully up to reveal his whole face.
"What did you put in them?" He questioned.
"I don't know uh...sugar?" I chuckled.
He stared at me with all seriousness in his eyes.
"Wait...do you think I'm trying to kill you?" I questioned.
He only nodded at me.
"Mother...Motherfucker are you serious?" I laughed. "You really think I would try to kill you like that?!"
I was laughing so hard I was gripping my sides till they ached. I felt tears brimming my eyes.
It was all too much I didn't notice...
The look on his face. His body language. Something really wasn't right.
I calmed myself with a few giggles escaping my lips.
"Here just take it. I didn't do anything to it I swear." I teased.
Ichigo stared at me before sighing and reached for the cookie.
And that's when I saw it.
They were along his thumbs, small and fresh. I could smell the blood. The scent was now so strong I could almost taste it.
How did I not notice before? Was I really too wrapped up in what I was doing?
Along his perfect caramel skin was small cuts. Perfect lines on his thumbs, they were in rows.
He...hurt himself.
I grabbed his hand, I didn't give a damn about him dripping the cookie. I didn't give a damn about the protest he gave.
I looked him dead in the eyes as my hands shook around his.
"Why...why did you do this?" I whispered.
My fingers gently ran along the sides of his thumb and hand as I examined the wounds. My body was now shaking.
I was afraid now. Genuinely terrified and I had never felt that way before.
"Don't you know...how bad this is?" I asked.
He didn't answer me just kept his gaze down at our hands.
"You can't do this anymore ok?" I sighed. "Please...I'll never ask anything of you but this."
He finally looked up at me, staring.
"I can't promise you..." He said.
I gripped his hands tighter.
"Just promise to try then." I replied softly.
I felt myself on the verge of tears and he saw it too. But I couldn't cry now. Not here. Not with others around to see us like this. Him vulnerable and me just as weak.
He had this sad look in his eyes when he pulled his hands back. He sighed softly and looked away. He said only one thing after that.
"Don't tell anyone." He whispered.