Amaimon oneshots

You did what?! (trans Amaimon)

(The picture is unrelated, but I thought it was cute. Also trigger warning for self harm)

A/n: I searched the internet and found that there is no fanart of this idea and very few, if any, fanfics on this for Amaimon, so I decided to contribute. Tell me what you think!

Rin's pov

I recently became friends with Amaimon. I don't know how, but we ended up being really close.

"Hey, Rin?" Amaimon breaks our relaxed silence.

"Yeah?"

"Can I tell you something?"

I can feel my tail swish in curiosity. "Sure, what's this about?"

"This is something I haven't told anyone. I trust you a lot and I think you should know."

Okay, things are getting awkward now. "If this is you about to tell me you love me or asking me to marry you-"

He looks panicked for a moment. "No, no, no. That's not even close to what this is."

I feel my tail swish again. "Then what is it?"

He bites his lip. "Promise not to tell anyone?"

"I promise."

He takes a deep breath. "Okay, here it goes."

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(This part is Amaimon telling his story)

400-450 years ago

Amaimon's pov 

"Damn," I curse under my breath. I can feel the pull on my chest getting tighter as the pain grows. I'm in room trying to be quiet because my room is next door to Aniue's. I don't want him to know that I've been binding like this.

I've been binding with things like Ace bandages and K-tape for centuries. 

When I was born, Father didn't want a girl, but Aniue volunteered to raise me. It wasn't long before my powers started to grow and not long before it was clear that I was not a normal girl (well, not a normal demon girl). Even my scent wasn't that of a young demoness. Everyone in our family has their own unique scent, but we grow in them in a way. When we're infants, it's faint, but it's clear if the child is male or female. Father said mine walked the line until I was 5 as a human age (in reality I was much older than 5 years). After that, my scent was more masculine and it stayed that way, still walking the line, but  more male than female. 

Needless to say, this all caused depression. I have scars and burns everywhere, as well as fresh cuts, and Aniue doesn't know. No one knows. Not even Behemoth.

A knock on the door drags me from my thoughts. My eyes widen as I try to finish binding and put a shirt, any shirt, on.

"Amaimon? Is everything okay in there?" 

"Y-yes! Everything is fine!" My voice stutters and cracks in my nervous state. He's going to see if he comes in.

"Amaimon, I'm coming in. Something's not right and you're trying to hide something from me."

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Rin's pov

I'm stunned to point of not being able to speak.

"Am I freaking you out?"

I shake my head. "No, Amaimon, you aren't freaking me out. I'm just shocked."

"There's more to this story." Both of us turn around and are met with Mephisto. He'd been listening the entire time.

He sighs. "Amaimon, do you want me to tell the other part of this story?"

Amaimon nods.

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(This is Mephisto telling the rest of Amaimon's story.)

Mephisto's pov

I've been worried about Amaimon for a while. I keep hearing her clearly in pain, but she won't talk to me about it. I know something's wrong and her lying just proves it. What is she hiding?

I push open the door and my eyes widen at the sight before me.

"It's not what it looks like-" 

"How can it not be what it looks like?!" Why didn't she, excuse me, he tell me?

He puts his head down. I walk over to him.

"Stand up, Amaimon." He hesitates, but stands up. I pull him into a tight hug, careful of his chest.

"Don't let me ever catch you binding like this again. Do you realize how dangerous this is? I also never want see any more of these," I gesture to the scars mapping his body, "on your body."

He looks shocked, but still doesn't speak. I hear a few little sniffles and then felt him start shaking. 

"You could have just told me," I say as I rub little circles on his back. He doesn't respond.

"Want to know a secret?" That got his attention. He looks up at me, waiting for whatever I had to say.

"I always knew you weren't a girl. I was just waiting for you to find out for yourself." His eyes widen and I hold him close.

"By the way, Amaimon, food is ready." His face turns pale, well paler, and we head for the door.

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Rin's pov

Did this story really end with Mephisto's cooking? Why is that what I'm focusing on? 

Finally, Amaimon breaks the silence.

"I understand if you are back to not liking me. I know that many humans are uncomfortable with stuff like this."

"Amaimon, shut up." He looks hurt. I didn't mean for that to come out so harsh. 

"I don't care if you're transgender. You are my brother and probably my closest friend in the world. This changes nothing." I hold my arms out, offering a hug. He smiles, which, in case you can't imagine it, is so sweet that I might be diabetic now, and accepts my hug.

"Thank you, Rin." He whispers.

"For what?"

"For listening."

Is he crying?

Mephisto clears his throat softly. Both of us look up and separate slowly.

"You two would make a cute couple." He says, and then the clown poofs away.

"I wouldn't be against it." 

"Amaimon! Okay, I might not be against it either, but aren't we brothers?"

"In Gehenna it's normal."

"Fair point."

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A/n: If you want a part 2 let me know!