"I'm in love with the Devil's daughter..." (Byakuya Togami x fem reader)

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Your outift: 

   I sat on my my soft, fluffy, red bed. I was reading The Devil's Prada magazine. It was quite cold down here in Hell today. I wonder why. I turned to the last page with my long red nails and read it. When I was finished, I closed the magazine and sighed. I leaned my head against the headboard and closed my eyes. I stayed like that until I heard a knock at the door. I pressed the button next to bed and unlocked the door. 

   My father came in. When he opened the door I heard the screaming from the halls. "Can you tell them to shut up?" I asked. "Sweetie, they're in the lava pit, I can't. Don't you like hearing them scream?" he asked. "It's gives me a headache." I answered.

   My dad is the Devil himself, Satan. He was a beast. I red beast. My family's signature colour was red. I wore this red suit everyday with my black heels and black turtle neck underneath. I had more DNA of my mother than my dad. I did have his red eyes and I had fangs as well. I didn't have his horns or big muscular body. I had my mom's black hair and (Preferred length), very wavy, hair.  I was pretty hot. (Get it? Hot? Hell? Hell is hot? I'll shut up.)

  "What do you want?" I asked. My dad sat at the end my bed and said, "Me and your mother made the decision for you to go to a public high school." he said. "Excuse me, what?" I said. "You heard me." I laughed. "That's funny. Really funny. That was a good one, dad. You're getting really good with your dad jokes--it's a joke, right?" I asked. He shook his head. "No. You go Monday." he said. "Dad! You didn't even ask me if I wanted to go!" I said. "I know I didn't. Because i knew you would say no." He said. "Dad! What school am I even going to?!" I asked. "I think it's called Green Lake High School." he answered. I laughed. "That's a stupid name." I said crossing my arms. "Well, you're going there." he said. "Why am I even going there?" I asked. "To make friends and learn a bit about the other world." he said. "That's just plain ol' evil!" I yelled. "That's what I do, firefly." he said getting up and leaving. 

   I started to get mad. Fire grew out of my finger tips. Whenever I get mad, fire rises from my fingertips. Oh, and I can make people feel pain instantly. I'm pretty special, aren't I? I tried to cool down. I blew my fingertips out and controlled my breathing. I sat back down. I'm not sensitive to fire. I can literally just chill in it. Pain doesn't really affect me either, but I can feel a bit.

  I exited my room and walked down the screaming hall. These people are so annoying. They scream every damn day. Just shut up, it's just lava.

  I walked to the fire pit where my father was. He was counting everyone to see if they were all there. His slaves through people more people in the lava pit. They were all screaming so much, my head was pounding. Hey, maybe I wouldn't mind going to a public school after all. 

  "Help me, please!" A man called to me trying to get out. I left my leg up and kicked him back in. I laughed. "Daughter, soon you have to lessons on being a ruler." he said. Oh yes, I almost forgot. I will be queen of Hell soon. As soon as I find my King or Queen. No my dad is not against the LGBTQ+ community. He supports it. So does my mother.

  "I know." I said. "Another reason why you're going to a public is because you need to find your significant other to rule with you." he said. I sighed.  I don't fall in love easy. I hardly ever feel feelings. I'm an evil, ruthless, sassy devil. I don't like the thought of having feelings for someone. Makes me sick. Loving someone is something I don't want to happen. 

 I walked away and went to another section of torture. I walked in a room with stretching torture machines. Borrrinngggg. I walked into another room. My favourite room. It was like a beach, people were trapped in these cages. When the tide rolled in, they would drown. They repeated that for eternity. I laughed as I heard them crying and whining. Life was perfect. 

  I walked in my living room. My cousin was there. Me and my cousin don't talk much. His family rules this other place. I don't really understand. It's not Hell. It's like a witches place but it's not. It's just a dark place. He spends most of his time taking care of his hamsters. "Hey, Gundham." I said sitting down on my red couch. "Hello, mortal." he said. "Dude I'm not mortal." I said. I can't really die. If I do, i automatically come back to life. No not life. Death? I don't know. 

  He huffed and fed his hamsters. "How are you Four Devas of Destruction?" I asked. "They are splendid." he said putting them back in his scarf. It may sound silly, but yes, his hamsters are some powerful. My family has loads of respect for his breeding powers. They come in handy sometimes. Gundham started laughing, "Kehehe, I have heard you were going to a public school." He said. I rolled my eyes. "So, whatever." i replied. He laughed a bit more. "Gundham, we have to go!" his mother said. He got up and nodded to me. I nodded and he left. (Yes, Gundham Tanaka is your cousin lmao)

  I got up and went to my kitchen. Everything was red. You may think, "Oh doesn't everything red get so boring?" nope. My house is fancier than you think. 

See? I told you. 

I made my favourite drink; coffee. I got a cup and poured some coffee into it. I put some sugar in and started to drink it. I walked to my library and picked out a book from one of my bookcases. I sat down at a table and started to read and drink my coffee. This is what my fun was like. If my significant other doesn't do this with me, I don't want it. 

I read at least 15 chapters of my book. By the time I was finished reading, I was finished my coffee. I put the book back, when I did that my mom walked in. My mom was beautiful. She had long wavy hair. She always wore a red tight dress that went down to her knees. She wore some long lacy red heels with it. She had the same long, red nails as me. She wore red lipstick, just like me too. We were literally mother and daughter. No, we looked like sisters. 

  "Hi, mother!" I said with a smile. "Hello, my loving daughter." She said walking towards me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. If there was one person I'd choose to be trapped in a room for the rest of my life with me, it would be my mother. She's so fun to be around. She's so nice, but when you make her mad, she's the boss. 

 "Did your father tell you?" she asked. I sighed, "yes." i answered. "Oh, sweetie, i'm sorry, but we figured that it was the age you finally get out there and find someone to rule with you." she said. "I know." I said. I looked down and she lift my head back up with her hand. "You'll be fine." she says. I smiled. She then walked over to a bookshelf and I left. 

   I never told my family that I loved them. Because, truth is, I don't really. I can't feel emotions. It's gonna take me a lot to get me to love you. Even if you're as sweet as my mom, I won't. 

 I walked in the hallways and looked at the photos on the walls. When I was a kid, My father would always teach me ways to torture people. I remember one time I snuck into the torture chambers and teared someone limb to limb, my parents came in and saw me. My dad started crying because he was proud, but my mom just got mad at my father. Yes, my whole childhood was just watching people die and killing people. It's one of my hobbies.

It was getting close to nighttime, so I got changed into my silk, red nightdress and brushed my hair out. I took my lipstick and eyeliner off and went to bed. My room is soundproof, so I can't hear people screaming, or if anyone is screaming in my room, no one can hear. Tomorrow was Sunday. I sighed and closed my eyes.