Keita was your average overachieving collage student who wanted nothing more than to glide through schooling and get a good job, but life has a funny way of doing everything the exact opposite of what you planned.
Miyajima, Miya for short, was hanging on a thin string of so-called hope. A guy who liked to keep things interesting, and no, he wasn't your typical bad boy delinquent type,(quite far from
it actually) he was just extremely bored with life.Put these two polar opposites together in a tiny dorm with the only food supply being cup-o-ramen and a concerning amount of coffee, we get what the kids these days like to call "a shit storm".
A long day of classes and Keita wanted nothing more than to fling himself on their tiny, flea infested couch with a bag of baked vegetable chips (he was watching his weight) and watch The Notebook .
But no.
He had a roommate who had nothing better to do but try to summon a damned entity from the depths of the underworld to avoid what he calls "child-labour" aka homework.
As soon as our co-protagonist entered their dorm he was met with the smell of lavender candles and his cell mate drawing a pentagram on the carpet with red liquid.
"Is that blood?" Asked Keita who scrunched his nose at the foul smell of artificial lavender.
"No?"
"That's not a question where your supposed to answer with another question." Keita looked at his surroundings once more.
"The fuck are you doing anyway?"
"Summoning a demon" ,He said as if it were the most obvious thing into the world.
"Uh huh ,and why are you summoning a demon exactly?"
"Homeworks a bitch" ,he muttered looking at a book titled 'Demon Summoning for Dummys'.
Miyas head suddenly whipped in Keitas direction, his green eyes boring into the other soul.
"I need you to help", he stated with unblinking eyes and dark aura.
" Sure... " ,Keita answered slowly ,not wanting to be on Miyas hitlist he found a couple of weeks ago when he was cleaning out their dorm.
"Great!" He exclaimed, eyes twinkling and practically radiating sunshine and rainbows.
Keita was considering hiring a psychiatrist for Miya ,or maybe an exorcist.
"I need salt,Jasmin and vodka" he quickly spat out.
"Vodka? For the summoning?" Keita asked ,head cocking to the side in confusion.
"No, we are about to rip a fucking hole in the universe, its to drown out my regrets" ,he said ,his face portraying no emotion.
'What was Pastor Kouheis number again?'
"Now let's get this started!", Miya exclaimed, pumping his fists in the air.
After a lot of budgeting and negotiating( vodka doesn't come cheap you know) they were finally done with the preparations.
"If I bleed from my eyeballs I'm going to come back and haunt you so hard".
With a few demonic mutterings ,of which Keita was concerned how Miya knew how to perfectly pronounce, the summoning was now complete.
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They were met with great disappointment.
After waiting a few moments they decided it was a great big flop and need to clean up before Head Master Kogane came in and gave them a proper ass whooping.
"And here I thought I was going to have some fun" ,a teasing voice emerged from the darkness, they really need to fix the light.
"OH FUCK ME IN THE ASSHOLE" ,shouted Miya who jumped behind Keita and took a fighting stance, ready to beat the crap out of the mysterious voice.
"At least take me on a date first ,jeez" ,the voice tutted.
A body emerged ,tall and thin(practically a pencil in Keitas opinion). With ashen skin and silver-white hair, this dude was not the exact equivalent of what the boys expected a demonic being from the sempiternal hell to look like but the tiny horn on the left side of his head and long arrow pointed tail confirmed that it was in fact ,a demon.
"Aw, no welcome?" ,the demon pouted somewhat innocently, suspicious in Miyas opinion.
"We don't even know you", Miya sassily stated, his fighting stance long forgotten.
" I WAS A KING!" ,the demon bellowed with gusto, flames erupting from the floor which now was burnt carpet.
Oh Kogane definitely was going to have their heads for that.
"And I was a god" ,Keita stated, unimpressed with this demons manners.
"At least tell us your name", Miya was already bored with the situation and contemplating finishing his homework.
"Demietrias, its a pleasure to meet you."
And that's the end of my story guys. This was a silly quick story that I couldn't get put of my head ,so here it is. Thank you for reading
- freckledfrenchfries
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Demon In My Dorm
RandomKeita, your average overachiever wanted to glide through schooling with ease but life had a funny way of pissing on your parade. Miyajima a boy bored with life ends up sharing a dorm with him. And together, they decided that homeworks a bitch and de...