Reiji X Reader By: Fox_Scouts

Chapter 13- (Y/N)'s Past

Reader's POV

I started to wake up from a deep slumber. I could feel thick and soft fabrics covering my body causing me to believe I am in a bed. I flutter my eyes open to see that I'm in the Sakamaki Manor, but not in my guest bedroom. I looked around to see a table and a few chairs along with many cabinets displaying countless tea sets, and a beautiful fireplace.

I begin to hear a light breathing pattern. I look to see Reiji passed out with his head down in his arms in the bed. I smirk and place my hand on his shoulder. He squinted his eyes and open them slowly. I giggle at him.

"Morning, Sleepyhead."

He chuckled. He reached for my hand and grabbed it.

"I see your awake too. I hope you don't find me rude about asking but, what happened to you?"

Reiji's POV

"What happened to you?"

(Y/N) started to tear up and began sobbing softly. I sit on the bed in from of her and wipe her tears away.

"Shh. It's okay. Just tell what just happened."

She sobbed her words out.

"I-I'm a d-demon."

My eyes widened from hearing her say such a thing. Her words really hurt me to hear her talk in such a hurt shaky voice.

"Are you scared of me, Reiji?"

I put my hands on her face to make look at me with red tearful eyes.

"No, I'm not. How could I ever be scared of you or even hate you?"

She smiled with tears streaming down her face.

"Were you born as a demon?"

"No. I was turned when I was just 6 months old."

Reader's POV

I looked around and saw a glass of water.

"Reiji, look."

I extend my hand out towards the water and concentrate. The water raised from the glass and forms a circle

"Its like a mirror."

"It's my life from when born to now."

His eyes widened when he saw my memories.

In the memories

Demon's POV
Warning: Guts, blood,violence, and torture

I probably been wondering around in the woods for 6 hours and I am in the mood for mischief. I came across a house and saw a window open. I jump to the window and crawl into a room that seemed to be a nursery. I see pink and purple painted room with toys scattered everywhere. I started to hear something stirring; I look to see a baby about 5 or 6 months old. I smirked devilishly.

The little girl seemed to be out cold which was the perfect time to strike. I scratch her arm with my claw creating a small cut, then I slide my finger, and dropped my blood onto her cut. 5 minutes later, the cut healed completely which meant that the transformation worked. The sound of footsteps made it to my ears and I left to see a young woman check on her daughter. I smirk knowing the havoc they will have.