"Love is anything but blind" Akira Fudo x reader [COMPLETE]

(3)

"SUPERNATURAL YOU GET COLLATERAL
THE BLADE AND NECK
NOW THEY BOTH COMPATIBLE"
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"Ryo! You look like you're healing pretty well." Akira smiled, embracing his friend as y/n trailed behind him. The white haired male was in pretty bad shape, his torso bandaged up and a crutch at his side.
"I've been well, my legs are on the weaker side but I'm okay." Ryo stated.

Y/n zoned out of their conversation, opting to check the vibration on the phone in her pocket.

["hey pretty girl"]

["Asame!"]

"As a Devilman. It's your job to fight demons on an equal level to protect humans. Should you ever attack humans like demons do, I'll kill you myself." Ryo said seriously.

"Would that be a problem? You said we have the hearts of humans, would a demon still be able to take control?" Y/n asked, narrowing her eyes as she looked up from the screen. Ryo laughed at her demanding tone, seeming amused by her constant weariness.

"Yes but no. It's mostly only possible with high amounts of pharamone triggers and high count emotional triggers. The free will of Charybdis is gone."

"Charybdis?"

"The demon that possessed your body. It's name is Charybdis."

"Interesting." She mumbled. She remembered that name from somewhere, but she couldn't exactly remember where. She in fact was getting quite tired of not knowing things.

"Come sit, you guys should eat." Ryo said fondly, motioning at the table in the room. Akira bolted to the table while y/n followed close behind. It was but a minute after that Ryo's assistant, Jenny rolled in two carts one again stacked with food.

Y/n watched her leave before finally beginning to eat, ignoring Akira's comment about her being 'too sexy'.

"Does Miki have a photo shoot with Mr.Nagasaki today?" Y/n asked, mouth full.

"Yeah she does, I don't like her alone with that pervert." He grunted.

"What? You're angry he's seen Miki naked and you haven't?" She smirked.

"Shut up!" He barked, punching her shoulder.

"Okay, okay...... but she has nice tits. Too bad I've seen them and you haven't."

"Y/N"
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There was a familiar smell wafting in through the window of her small apartment building. Y/n hands grasped the edge of her window seal , leaning out as far as she could to let the smell grace her nose even more.

"Akira." She said softly, her hand coming up to hold her head in its grasp. Something about about the big cry baby of a teen was really getting under her skin. More than his sharp grin, more than his intoxicating smell, it was something she had never felt before, something different than love.

"I wish you'd come up here to talk to me."

Up here? Where was that? Who was that? From what she could tell, Akira's smell was coming from a few floors above her, but didn't he go home to eat dinner with Miki's Family?

Stretching her foot out on the edge of the window, she began a slow ascend up the side of the building. Carrying her body weight was so much easier than it had been maybe a week ago.

Akira flinched at the sight of her nimble fingers flipping over the edge of the roof. He was still as she pulled her body up to sit next to him.

"Why are you awake?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you on the roof of my apartment? Besides, you called me up here to talk to you did you not?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Huh?" He asked, a small blush spreading across his face. He didn't say that aloud, or did he? And how would she be able to hear that stories down inside the building?

"Never mind idiot." She mumbled, watching the reds and oranges swirl expertly in the sky.

Suddenly a small 'ping' could be heard in the pocket of her sweats. Pulling out her phone, she smiled at the message Asame had sent her.

"Who is that?" Akira huffed, irritated her attention had been taken off of him.

"Asame, a third year." Swiftly, Akira snatched up her phone, holding out of her reach to read it.

"'It's nice to know you're okay beautiful'? Really? That's so corny!" He huffed as he pushed y/n away.

"Well obviously it works!" She stated with a grunt, trying to snatch her phone from his hands. Akira dodged, air escaping his lungs as y/n landed over his chest. The two rolled around for a bit, wrestling far beyond purchase of the phone.

"Why-why do you hate him so much?" Y/n huffed as Akira pinned her wrists above her head, her back against the ground. The sticky sweet smell was pungent, filling their noses and lungs. Y/n watched drool dribble from the side of Akira's mouth as he pressed his waist between her legs. Her thighs squeezed his hips, calf's locking behind his back to meet him half way.

"He wants to touch you like I get to." Akira growled into her neck.

"Nobody can do what I do."
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