A Demon's Despair... {Akira Kurusu x Reader!}

A Demon's Recruitment

(A/n): {Time to get started!}

{~Akira's POV.~}

I sighed. (Y/n) was on my mind a lot recently. I tried not to think about (her/him), but that was harder than you may think...

"I'm sure I'll get over it eventually... Well, hopefully I will." I thought with a sigh. If Ryuji were here, he'd ship it, and tease me about it 24/7. I chuckled.

"I bet he would do that..." I thought with a small smile, thinking of what he'd say to mess with me. I looked up quickly. I could sense a few humans heading my way.

"Demon Slayers...?" I mumbled to myself.

"Do they really know about my existence? Are they here to kill me...?" I thought. They seemed to be heading my way, so... Wait. I picked up a scent among them that I recognized... Who was it again...? Oh. I remember his name! It was Yuuki Mishima, I think.

"Did he tell his friends about me? After I saved his life, this is how he repays me? I expected as much..." I thought with a sigh. The Demon Slayers stopped near me, I could tell. I could actually hear them talk amongst themselves now.

"The Demon is here somewhere, I can sense it... It seems stronger than most we've faced. Are you sure it's the Leader of them?" One of them asked. I heard a voice that didn't sound like Mishima speak up.

"My father's grandfather told me that the Leader of the Demons will have a stronger Aura about them. There's no mistaking their blood red eyes either. Plus, our Leader even said they had met him in person before!" The voice said. I cursed under my breath.

"They know about me..." I mumbled.

"I can sense the Demon. It seems to be aware of our presence now..." The one that can sense Demons said. I heard Mishima speak up.

"I've met this Demon Leader in person before. He didn't try to kill me, he actually helped me!" Mishima said.

"Your pleas are useless. They won't believe you no matter what you say, Mishima... That's just how humans are and always will be." I thought. I would rather say that to his face, but it would be suicide if I did.

"Pfft! It helped you!? What a load of bullshit! A Demon, especially the Leader of them, would never do such a thing! I mean, that's absurd! Just shut up, Mishima! That's all you're good at, anyway!" One of the Demon Slayers yelled at Mishima. Did it piss me off? Of course it did. Picking on the weak is something only pathetic people do... I looked away.

"I can't let my feelings get in the way of my life. I made a promise to survive to Ryuji and I plan to keep it." I thought.

"Let's go take out that Demon before it bails, or tries to ambush us!" One of them ordered and I heard them run towards the tree I was in. I waited to see how many there were... There were ten of them, so I decided to at least show my face before leaving.

I closed my eyes as I jumped down from the tree I was in and I slowly stood up once I hit the ground, since I landed on my feet. Once I stood up completely, I opened my eyes with a smirk. I seemed to have petrified them simply with my presence.

"Too scared to kill me, eh? You've all got some big talk for such cowards." I said. They glared at me.

"At least we're not some lowlife Demon scum like you!" One of them shot back. I laughed.