I Scored Myself A Mate

"If I knew this would happen I would have run away with you on the spot." He mumbled with a bitter smile. 

"Is that so?" he heard a playful voice. 

His head snapped while his eyes turned almost into perfect circles. He looked at the way the voice came from, one of the dark corners of the room and slowly as if someone was taking form off the shadows the demon appeared in front of him. Mark stood there, looking at him utterly confused. He was supposed to be in the storage room, chained up and probably the teachers would be even more in a hurry right now to exorcise him so why was he there, in his small room that barely had any space to fit two people? Could it be that he was hallucinating? Mark wondered. 

"Is this some kind of vision? Are you in my head?" Mark asked and the man chuckled.  He took a few steps forward, leaving the embrace of the shadows and approached him, this time he was the one who sat on the floor to face him. He looked completely real, his body, his face, his voice. Everything seemed as if he was actually in the room at the moment but in Mark's mind that couldn't be, powerful spells were used to restrain him, he had seen him chained and beaten with his own eyes but now he was perfectly fine, no scars, no bruises from the cuffs and he was sitting calmly there his legs crossed as he stared at him. 

"No, this is not a hallucination, I am actually here. I was tired waiting for you so I just got out myself." He said and shrugged his shoulders with an innocent look. "Snapping those chains was nothing." He said and mark sighed. With every word this demon said he was getting more and more confused. He was also in serious pain, so much that he was scared to move his own body. 

"Then why did you ask me to free you and run away?" Mark asked. 

"To save you." The demon said and Mark frowned. A few strands of red hair were falling on his face, hiding partly his confusion as he heard these words. "I needed a way to take you with me. I mean I even got caught to get close to you somehow. I have been banging those chains for days hoping that somehow you will notice." The demon said and Mark's nostrils flared. He let his legs slip down and removed the hair from his face, as he wanted to see him clearly. 

"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked. "Do you know me? Do we know each other? Explain it to me. Everything." He told him strictly but the demon didn't seem to be affected by the red haired boy's bad mood. Nonetheless he decided to give him an explanation. 

"About a month ago, you went your class for an expedition in the woods two hours away from here. They had found out a few low ranked demons were inhabiting the forest and your teachers thought it would be good for you to test your skills by finding them and exorcising them. You got separated in groups but no one wanted to go with you, at the same time the teachers forbid you to practice. They just told you to sit at the clearing and wait. You got bored though and being really curious as you are you began roaming the forest and finally finding a small demon. A lion like demon baby that had been hurt from one of your classmates but somehow had managed to escape. It was crying and when you fund it, it seemed so scared but he couldn't do anything and waited for his death. You helped it though, you took it away and hid it, you even used your magic to heal its wound. You didn't kill it." The demon said. Mark had almost forgotten all about that day, yes, he had saved that demon. He couldn't bring himself and take its life. It was just a small spirit after all. A small baby lion with fire as its fur. It was so cute and defenseless. So he had decided to save it. After he did it he had returned to the clearing and pretended like nothing happened. Soon as the days passed he thought of it less and less but how did he know about it?

"How do you know about that day?" Mark asked and defensively he moved his body slowly towards the wall, wanting some distance. The demon noticed it and laughed, it was only natural since both of them knew that if he wanted to hurt him he could easily do it, especially in the state that Mark was right now. 

"That little lion was one of my familiars. Relax, this is how I got to know the story. It told me everything and naturally I was intrigued. An exorcist who would kill a demon in the blink of an eye. I had to see who that unbelievable human was. So I came here. At first I just wanted to look at you, maybe laugh at you and play a prank on you but when I saw you…well…" The demon said with a dreamy smile and Mark blushed. He looked like a love struck fool for a second, no sign of that lingering madness in his eyes while he talked about him. "I have never thought that a person who seemed to be holding a broom all the time was attractive. I liked your clear eyes, the color of your hair under the hot sun. I like how you always spoke your mind even if you would get in trouble for it and I liked that you had your own sense of right or wrong. In Hell there is no such thing, there is only the rule of chaos. If your actions create chaos, balance out the goodness in this world then it's right, even if you might not like it. Don't get me wrong I do enjoy some disaster but in my own terms." He said with a grin before he continued talking. "I also saw how they treated you and for some reason I wanted to get you out. So I thought I had to find a way to meet you but how could I, looking like this appear in front of you? So I let myself get caught and allowed those weak professors of yours to hurt me so I could get a chance to find you. My hands became sore from pulling on those chains every night you know" he said.

Mark was speechless. He couldn't believe that something like that had been happening this whole time and he had no idea of it. This person right here wanted to save him, while mark didn't even know him. 

"You wanted to save me." Mark mumbled. "Why?"

"I don't know to be honest with you." He said.

"Are you in love with me?" The human asked taking a while chance and the demon for a second froze, he seemed to be thinking of something. His eyes for a second broke their mutual staring and he rubbed the back of his neck. 

"You know, they say demons can't fall in love but I wonder, maybe I am in love with you. You are the first thing I don't want to kill." He told him with a childish smile. 

"I am not a thing." 

"Yes, I am in love with you." The demon said, ignoring his comment and slowly he cupped his face. "I think I am madly in love with you." He said and mark gasped, flinching at the sudden touch but surprisingly he was gentle. He could barely feel the pain from his bruises. Mark's heart fluttered, his heart rate going up like crazy as he heard his words. This was the first time, the first time in his life someone said they loved him and those emotional words came from a demon, someone who he was supposed to hate, a creature who in his dreams was hideous and disgusting. But right now this wasn't the case, in front of him stood a gorgeous man, with outworldy characteristics. A soothing low voice and a gentle touch that warmed up his heart. This demon right here maybe, just maybe he could be an exception. The only one. Maybe he could love him? The one who found a way to meet him, to save him. "So let me save you." The demon said. "I will never hurt you. I swear." He said and his words sounded too honest. Could he be a trickster? Could he just enjoy playing with his feelings like this? Mark wondered but the beating sound of his heart was too loud, it silenced his mind. 

"Save me then." The red haired boy mumbled and in a split second the demon was on his feet and he was sweeping him in the air. Suddenly a pair of enormous black wings sprouted from his back and Mark's breathing stopped. "You have wings?" he exclaimed and the demon laughed. He had said yes, he had made a deal with a devil.