Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

53: The king's rebirth

He shakes his head. "That's a lie, he must be an incubus to make you feel that way." You get up. "No, you're wrong. I like how you treat your people with kindness and respect, but Beelzemon treats me even better, taking care of me, feeding me, protecting me and showing me his love. It doesn't have to involve anything sexual" you say, kissing Beelzemon's cheek. "So she's your pet then?" the king asks. Beelzemon sighs. "Look, you gotta understand us. She pays me back by helping me out with things, worrying over me, watching out so I don't get killed and don't do crappy things I did in the past to earn my demon's title. I can't rewind them but thanks to her raising me since I hatched, I've become a better person and even if Sandalphon made me hurt her with his spell, I learnt from it and regret it, trying to be more careful in the future. We are equal, Michael" he rants.

You smile. "He's the only light in my life, since not gods nor my parents have helped me. I love him from the bottom of my heart." Michael's eyes start getting wet with tears but he wipes them off. "Then what you're feeling now is like me, a noble, and a peasant, my wife, being judged in front of my passed away parents for our mutual love... I am sorry. But if I kill him now, he will be reborn if I understood correctly. Do you bear the strength to see him die?" You take a few steps, standing between Michael and Beelzemon. "Never again. We've got this far, no way we're letting go. He almost died already because of your Samael!" you say.

He looks down. "Then my god will be unhappy with me. What do I do?" he asks, getting on his knees. After a moment he gets back up, readying his sword. "No, I at least have to fight him. I die or I win. I won't fight you, young lass." You sigh, going back to Beelzemon and examine the huge blaster on his arm. "Here's the thing..." you start, placing your hand on his blaster. The upper and undersides turn sharp, like a sword's edges. "When he thinks he's lost, cut the wings out of his back and he'll be free" you speak quietly to him. He nods and gets up. "I accept your challenge, angel king Michael."

You get back as the king charges at Beelzemon, trying to slash at him. Beelzemon dodges elegantly, shooting a purple energy bullet at the king who dodges the shot with his quick wings. He fires Berenjena rapidly at Michael but he reflects the bullets back with his sword. Now the king comes back down, charging at Beelzemon with consecutive hits on the blaster's hand guard. "Why won't you fight me?" the king yells at Beelzemon. He smirks as the blaster cracks where it holds onto his arm. "I was waiting for this!" he says as the king hits the last time on the blaster, making it disappear in thin air.

Now he grins at the king, hitting him in the guts to send him flying upwards before following and grabbing his arms, charging down from the sky with tremendous speed and hitting the angel on the ground, leaving a hollow on it. It reminds you of Lucemon and you grimace. The king coughs up some blood and messes Beelzemon's top with it. "Ohhh now you've done it. No one messes with my leather overalls!" The king manages to get up and is met with series of quick punches before Beelzemon takes a spin, hitting Michael with his tail, sending him to the castle wall.

He takes a glimpse at you as he waits for the other to recover, seeing you glare at him like you're asking him 'are you serious' sarcastically. He puts his eyes back into the fight, only to see the bloody archangel charge at him with his sword. As Beelzemon dodges a dozen consecutive slashes, he grows tired and grabs the sword, shattering it with one fist. The angel looks panicked as Beelzemon lands one hard punch down at his shoulder, making the legs fail under him. Michael is now looking down, waiting for his death. He's reaching for Berenjena but you glare at him again and he probably feels your gaze burn on his back since he stops in his tracks.

The demon lord circles a couple times around the king. "Do you have any last words, archangel?" Beelzemon seems to enjoy the upper hand. "You are too relaxed, demon" the king says as he takes a small dagger from his side, hitting it right above Beelzemon's knee, causing him to wince and kick the king, having the spikes pierce through the chest plate. "I'll seriously end you!" he says, walking to the side of Michael, grabbing the back of his neck like he was going to strangle him with his other hand. He grabs a wing, ripping it off then doing the same for the other. "You've lost, king."

You hurry over to the pair, seeing Beelzemon kneel out of pain. You rush to him first but he tells you to tend to Michael's wounds first. You heal him in a couple minutes then switch over to Beelzemon, healing his knee. "Hey, I heard ingesting an angel's blood can make you stronger. I have some on me so it should be okay" he says. You look up at him with a disgusted look on your face. "Go on, lick it off while it's still wet." You place your hand on his torso, licking the splatters of blood off reluctantly. He starts panting lightly. "That's it, good girl.." It tastes metallic and a little disgusting. You swallow it and look up to him. "There, good?" He's dazed. "I knew it, you're just a pervert" you say, slapping him before turning around to look at the king.

His armor has changed from black to golden hand has other kinds of form changes too. He gets up and you smile. "Try using your wings, Michael!" He sighs, concentrating and ends up actually forming them.