Karasuno Fight {One Shot Book}

Sunsets On The Evil Eye

There is a small mention of assisted suicide in this oneshot, if that upsets you or makes you uncomfortable in any way, I must ask that you please find add something else to read.
Well, this is a literal dumpster fire. But I wrote it, so whatever. This happened because I (and technically a friend) wanted witch Kindaichi, so here we are. Please tell me what you guys think.

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"Oh my gods, Iwaizumi-san and Matsukawa-san are going to kill me!"

Yuutarou clutched the sides his head as he stared at the creature perched on his bed, staring right back at him with dark, hazy eyes. Its tail swished lazily through the air, and it tilted its head, the small bell on the collar around its neck tinkling gently at the movement.

"Stop looking at me like that!" Yuutarou exclaimed as he began to pace about the room, pulling harshly at the hem of his shirt and muttering quietly to himself. "You can't be in here without Iwaizumi-san, and definitely not without Matsukawa-san! Oh my gods, how did I even summon you? I didn't mean to! It was an accident! How am I supposed to get you to leave? Can I even make you leave? I don't even know what I--"

"Do you mortals ever shut the fuck up?"

Yuutarou blinked, surprised, at the creature still sat on his bed. Although its eyes were still half lidded, they now looked a bit clearer than they did a few minutes ago, sharp with annoyance.

"W-What?" He asked.

The creature rolled its eyes, shaking his head. "You mortals are so stupid sometimes," it said quietly. "What are you, a hunter? I'm surprised you haven't been killed by anything by now. You're way too soft for that kind of work."

Yuutarou sputtered, his face flushing from anger and embarrassment. "I am a witch in training, thank you very much. I do things that mere hunters can only dream of! I could kill you in under two minutes if I truly wanted to."

The creature chuckled, its lips perking into a small smile. "Oh, only two minutes, mister big, bad witch in training? Why not one minute, need your Iwaizumi-san and Matsukawa-san to do it for you?"

Yuutarou growled. "Don't underestimate me, creature. I am a witch in training, but a powerful one at that."

The creature chuckled again, his eyes closing. "Oh, wow, I'm so frightened. A big bad witch in training is threatening to kill me, how amusing." He paused, opening his eyes once more, and pinning Yuutarou down with his serious gaze. "Then do it."

Yuutarou's mouth parted in shock. "What?"

The creature's stare didn't waver. "I said, fucking. Do it. I'm perfectly ready to die, even if it's by the likes of you. Or are you too chicken to actually go through with your statements?"

Yuutarou's temper flared, but he grit his teeth, taking deep breaths to keep his anger in check. Getting angry was what this miserable thing wanted him to do, and he wasn't about to let it get a rise out of him again. "What..." he mumbled after a few heartbeats. "What do you mean you're "perfectly ready to die?" You just... want me to kill you? Just like that?"

Despite the obvious annoyance on the creature's face, it nodded stiffly. "Yes, you idiot. I wouldn't have told you if I didn't want you to."

"But why?"

The creature huffed, finally turning its head away. "None of your business, witch." It muttered. "Now if you aren't going to kill me, then at least give me your hand with a knife in it so I can indirectly do it myself."

Yuutarou shook his head. "Wait, wait, wait, "indirectly?" What the fuck do you mean by indirectly?"

The creature growled under its breath. "How many questions must you ask me today, witch? Because I want to, that's why. Now hurry up and kill me before I burn this entire house to the ground with you inside."

Yuutarou stiffened, his hand hovering over where he kept his dagger, unsure whether to follow the creatures demands or try and fight. Suddenly, he remembered.

"You can't."

The creature's eyes narrowed. "I can't what?"

Yuutarou straightened, his confidence growing as he looked back down at the collar around the creature's neck, confirming his suspicions. "You can't burn my house to the ground, because you don't have any powers."

The creature scoffed. "And how, pray tell, can you confirm this reasonable, but completely ridiculous accusation?"

Yuutarou smirked, pointing to the royal blue collar the creature wore. "Because only pleasure demons wear collars like that, and pleasure demons don't have any powers."

The creature's eyes widened slightly at his declaration, but quickly reverted back to their previous narrowed state. "You goddamn brat," he seethed. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."

Yuutarou grinned despite himself, amused that now he was the one being provocative. "Well, for a creature that wanted me to assist them in their suicide, I'd say you're pretty much capable of nothing real harmful."

The creature's pale face turned bright red at his words, and Yuutarou let out a yelp as it threw itself off the bed. They landed on the floor in heap of limbs, but the creature wasted no time,  pinning his shoulders down with tiny, clawed hands and baring its teeth at him.

"I..." it snarled, the sound guttural. "Am a demon, a species capable of mass destruction, able and willing to kill anything they desire in the blink of an eye. I... I hate it..."

Yuutarou just watched with wide eyes, as the demon's face crumpled, its lips trembling and eyes closed tightly. "I hate it.." it whispered. "I hate everything about my existence. All I'm good for is..."

The eyes opened again, and Yuutarou gasped in distress. The demon was crying, fat tears shining in its eyes and rolling carelessly down its cheeks.

Yuutarou gulped, trying to rid himself of the lump in his throat. "I..."

"Hey!"

"Yuutarou!"

Yuutarou cried out at the familiar sound of his mentors' voices. "Iwaizumi-san, Matsukawa-san, no!" He yelled. "Stay back, he's not hurting me!"

The demon glanced down at him, its claws digging painfully into Yuutarou's shoulders as their grip tightened. Black eyes were wide with fear, bright with unshed tears. Suddenly, it leaned down, smashing its lips against Yuutarou's own. Yuutarou gasped into the kiss, shocked at the fact the demon was kissing him. After a few heartbeats, the demon pulled back, and Yuutarou sputtered, his entire body flushing with heat.

The demon smiled softly. "We'll meet again soon." He said. "See ya around... Yuutarou."