It was nearly 7 in the afternoon when Midorima and Takao returned home. They were exhausted and ready for bed, but their day wasn't over yet. They still had a very important task; the exorcism.
"What do we need to do first?" Midorima inquired as he and his demon brought all the supplies into the apartment.
"We'll need to create a circle using some salt. It will be where you'll stand in while we're performing the exorcism." Takao pulled out a photo of an intricate salt circle. "Do you think you could make this on the living room floor? I can't touch the salt."
"We're doing it here?"
"We'd risk getting caught anywhere else. We can't afford to be stressed over other people as we do this."
"I see." Midorima took the photo from Takao and examined it. "I believe I can do this."
"Alright, well, you do that and I'll do the rest." Takao disappeared into the kitchen, so Midorima began his task. They'd bought quite a lot of salt so he had plenty to use, and he'd definitely needed it.
Takao eventually returned with a bowl and began putting various items in it. One of the items were quite a few strands of green hair. It concerned Midorima, but he said nothing about it. There were a few other things that went in the bowl. Some looked like regular spices and some were odd colored flakes. The human had no clue what was going in, other than his hair, and he honestly didn't want to know.
"Shin, the last two things are something you'll have to do. After that, it's all up to you. You will be the only one able to handle what this will be used for and I have my own tasks that only I can do."
"What is it?" The green-haired male had finished with the salt circle, so he instantly headed to Takao. There was the feather sitting on the table along with a bottle of clear liquid. "What is that?"
"Holy water. I got it from Ryouta earlier to give to you. Just in case I decided to "jump you" as he said." The demon laughed and took a step back away from the table to give the human room to move there. The human's ears tinted pink out of embarrassment from the statement, but it was thankfully ignored by the demon.
"I see..."
"So, anyway, pour in the whole bottle but do nothing with the feather for now. Once you pour the holy water, stir it with the spoon I brought out." Midorima followed Takao's instructions exactly. As he stirred, the ingredients combined and turned green, just like his hair color.
"What do I do with the feather?"
"You will dip it in the mixture to fully saturate it, then, but not until it's fully green, you'll light it on fire." Midorima looked at the feather and then at the matches sitting next to it.
"I feel odd burning Kise's feather..." Midorima didn't want to admit it, but he felt like he had to.
"Don't worry, the actual feather won't burn, just the green on it will."
"Why is it green anyway?"
"It matches the color of hair that's put into it, or so the website said." Midorima nodded and looked at the feather. It was now completely covered in green. "We'll leave it be for now. There's something that I have to say first."
"What is it?"
"Listen, Shin, I could die if this goes wrong. To be honest, I'm going to be hurt regardless, but if you do anything wrong or if I mess up the words..."
"I understand..." Midorima was nervous now. He didn't like that his demon was going to be hurt, but he definitely didn't like hearing he could die. He truly didn't want that to happen.
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The Wondrous Adventures of Misfortune
FanfictionMidorima's life was full of good luck and good days. As a well-known surgeon, he's saved many people and helped quite a few lives. Misfortune and failure aren't even apart of his vocabulary. However, all that changes one day and Midorima's life come...