Anything. [a AkiraxRyo mini fanfic]

Section 4: Devilman pt.2

[akira.]

     "I Died."

<time: 19:00 day: eleventh of February>

"AKIRA! AKIRA! AKIRA, PLEASE! ANSWER ME! AKIRA!" Ryo shouted and begged for an answer.

No answer came. The only thing that was coming was the tears that pricked the corners of his eyes, wanting to spill out for the first time in his life. Ryo wanted to cry. He wanted to cry because he lost Akira.

He had lost his since childhood bestfriend and he had lost the only person he truly loved. Ryo had lost his crybaby. Ryo had lost Akira.

He didn't know what to do as his human heart beat rapidly and out of control. His head shook as he pulled at the roots of his hair and fell to his knees.

'This..This is that Gods fault. He knew I was happy and is taking away my joy." Ryo gritted his teeth, a glowy aura forming around his body as his anger took over.

Ryo wasn't suppose to take his original form until the day of his pronounced blood feud. He looked up at the stupid devil that had just ate his lover.

He slowly stood, out stretching his arms to the sides of him leaving him open. He stared into the lifeless eye-like feature of the devil before declaring, "I will annihilate you and banish you from all worlds."

Ryo took slow menacing steps towards the devil, his eyes filled with murder intent.

A shining blade like light uplifted from below the Earth. The blade came and wrapped itself around his arm. His eyes flashed a bright blinding shade before he charged towards the demon.

It was when he heard the words fall from the demons lips did he stop for a second. Very faintly, "Ryo" could be heard coming from the demon.

The blonds eyes went wide as he paused in his steps. Why was this demon saying his name? Why did this demon know his alias name? He lowered his eyes at the creature about to just go through with the bloody murder, not taking enough time to let things process.

They were face to face when he had noticed something else odd about the creature. Wet and flowy tears streamed down the demons face, completely out of place. The fact that this piece of shit had the nerve to cry made him just want to end them sooner. Ryo took his blade and raised it above the demons head preparing to stab down straight through it.

A horrid scream was heard as the blade came falling down to pierce the rough skin of the demon. Ryo watched as the demon seemed to form and deform before him growing in size in every direction.

Ryo's eyes got blinded as he was thrown back from a huge force. It was that of an explosion. He scrunched his eyes, peering to catch a glimpse of what had just occurred in front of him. As the dust cleared he tried to make out the figure..but it wasn't that of a demon anymore.

It was of a man.

The figure fell to the ground as the smoke dispersed, making Ryo rush over. He looked down at the man on the ground for a second before searching the surrounding area for the demon that had just ate his loved one. He noticed the yellow blood around them and on the human. His blade slowly disappeared as he kicked the body over to see if they were alive.

Dropping to his knees, Ryo couldn't believe who he was seeing. "How..? How are you..?" His eyes rose as he stared off and thought back to his bible.

Devilman.

Ryo moved to straddle the corpse, before starting CPR. He did chest compressions and gave them mouth to mouth every fifteen seconds, trying his hardest to keep them alive. "Don't you fucking die, Fudo!" Ryo screamed in between his mouth to mouth sessions, hoping his yells would somehow wake him.

Five minutes had went by and it seemed like all hope was gone. Akira laid lifeless on the ground and Ryo cried above him pounding his hands down onto his cold chest. Ryo screamed out as he threw his head down, letting it rest against Akira's chest. His tears fell down onto Akira's darkened skin, washing away with the dirty rain.

Ryo hadn't noticed how tired crying made you, him slowly fading into slumber in the dark empty street on top of the dead corpse. "Akira,"lightly mumbled Ryo, before his eyes closed and his body relaxed.

The corpse underneath Ryo lightly coughed out before looking down and seeing the full head of blond resting against his chest. He brought his hand up to lightly stroke the fluffy hair, a grin forming on his face. "I'm here, Ryo."

The living corpse carried Ryo in his arms back to their suite. He let Ryo have his shirt to cover him from the rain falling down onto his skin.

Making it to the room, he shook his shoes off and lightly shook his hair heading to the bathroom to clean them up.

It was when he placed Ryo's body on the wide counter and finally looked in the mirror did he realize. He had changed. He wasn't himself. He wasn't fully Akira Fudo anymore. He was..different.

"What happened to me?"