I Scored Myself A Mate

Mark had been afraid that Asmodeus one day would get tired. He would get tired of the cleaning and the farming and the little strolls in the village. He would miss his life as a king of lust, the bringer of destruction and he would choose to leave him into the night. That was the reason why the red haired young man would always find it difficult to sleep during the night. The slightest sound would wake him up and he would look around him distress, searching for the demon into the night only for two strong arms to grab him and push him back into the bed. A rough but gentle voice, still laced with the haze of sleep would mumble for him to go back to sleep and then his heart beat would slow and he would be able to relax. After some time, when half a year had passed he was starting to get more confident that Asmodeus would actually choose to stay. 

"Ignis no! Be careful!" Mark scolded the fully grown lion as it strolled into the small house. He was swaying his tail here and there, almost making one of the pots of water fall to the floor. That meant he would have to go out and get another one, it was too early for that. The lion stopped moving and looked at him, his eyes sad as he begged for Mark to not kick him out. "Don't try to make me feel pity for you. You're too big for the house. Now go back, go. I will take you with me to the forest tomorrow." He said and the lion purred dissatisfied but Mark just shook his hand shoeing him away. The lion turned into a small flame and flew right into his hand, the familiar sign shining for a second. 

"Poor Ignis, having such a cruel master." Asmodeus joked as he put on his shirt and the red haired scoffed. 

"Where are you going?" he asked him.

"I want to hunt." The demon said and walked towards him. "I want to try making a fur coat. It will get cold soon. I don't want you to get sick and die. You are fragile enough as it is." He told him and kissed his forehead. 

"Well I am glad you're thinking of me but I do not plan dying any time soon." He said and kissed the top of his head. Mark was sitting on the chair, holding a book in his hands. Books were really rare, especially in small villages like this but somehow Asmodeus always brought him one as a little present. He looked at the demon, how he was completely the same with a human as he buttoned up his shirt. He had a faint smile on his face and he was humming a sweet melody. For how long would this last? Mark thought, suddenly turning depressed. "Asmodeus…" he called him out and the demon turned to face him. "Do you like this?" he asked.

"This?"

"As in this life. Isn't it boring for you?" 

"Why would it be boring? You're here. Anything turns exciting when I am with you. I can't get bored with that temper of yours. Every day is a new challenge." He joked and the red haired man rolled his eyes with his comment. He closed the book and gently left it on the table. He approached the demon wrapping his arms around his waist and rested his face on his chest. 

"How about we leave?"

"And go where?"

"I don't know. Let's go somewhere, anywhere, everywhere. Let's see the world. I want to see the bigger cities and the other countries on this world. I want to see everything with you, because I…one day I will be gone. You will be here still so I want us to have a bunch of memories. So you won't be sad." Mark told him and Asmodeus caressed his cheek. 

"Didn't you say you will live for along time?" he asked him with a smile.

"My long time is different from yours that's why…"

"We will leave. Let's leave tomorrow. Let's do anything you want to do. I can even get you through the Veil. Let's see the elf kingdom, the demonic capital even, but there I am a laughing stock by now so that wouldn't be a good idea. There is also the Angelic Capital. So many places. I will take you to all of them" he told him with an excited expression. "I will go and settle a few things in the village and we can leave first thing in the morning. Okay?" he asked and Mark nodded eagerly. 

Mark wanted Asmodeus to have an exciting life, many fun and enjoyable memories with him. He wanted for as long as he was alive to make him smile, to make him feel human, the way he always wanted to.  To give him that view of the human world he so wished for. Even though the demon didn't show it or talked about it Mark had many times wondered if he didn't like his demonic nature. He seemed to be jealous of the human families on the streets and even liked children, something that no one would expect. Asmodeus could never be human, they knew that. He had a crazy temper, even though he was trying to suppress it in front of him, one time when they fought he almost etared down the whole forest, while he doesn't understand a lot of important points about human life, its importance and its fragility. But if Mark could even give him a glimpse of the human nature and understanding he so desired he would do anything. 

That was what he was thinking while he excitedly prepared for their next trip. He kept wondering where they could go or what they should do when a sudden knock on the door surprised him. It was too early for Asmodeus to be back, he thought as he headed hastily to the door. He opened it slowly coming face to face with people he never wished to see. 

"Finally, we found you." A man he knew very well said and Mark took a step back surprised. "You were hiding so well, but as it seemed not well enough. Won't you welcome us into your home?" The person that was talking to him at the moment, his words filled with irony was his martial arts teacher, the man who wanted to kill him. He had come there with four other students of higher grade. 

"What are you doing here?" Mark asked coldly and the man scoffed. 

"We need to talk, let me in." he said and the red haired man moved to the side, allowing him to enter. He didn't sit nor did Mark and with his curious eyes he scanned the small home. He didn't seem impressed, not that mark cared about it. 

"What are you doing here?" he repeated.

"You burned down the whole Academy."

"I was kind enough to let you live though."

"Funny. The Exorcist Society had found out about you and the demon you're staying with. You are the only one who knows his name so we need you to exorcise him." He told him without any shame and Mark stared at him stunned. 

"What? Are you insane? There is no way…."

"If you don't do it they will perform the soul crushing ritual on him. He will disappear forever. They have his hair, from when he was imprisoned." He revealed to Mark. The red haired felt like he was being punched in the chest and for a second he couldn't breathe. While he was being here, lazily spending his days they were plotting Asmodeus' death. Why hadn't he thought of it? Why did he believe they would be free?

"The demon hasn't done anything wrong. He is completely docile, it's against the rules to perform the ritual on him."

"Based on his powers, we already know he is one of the high rankers in hell. The Society doesn't want him in our world. He needs to be sent back to hell. So we can avoid breaking the rules I was forced to come here and ask you to do it." He said, with disgust on his face. "Either you exorcise him or he disappears forever."

"If you know he is a high ranker you will also know that you can't perform the ritual! It will distort the balance of hell and that also means of the human world. He was there since the beginning, he can't disappear!" Mark shouted, trying to keep his tears in. He couldn't do it; he couldn't exorcise Asmodeus. 

"They consider him a high level threat. I won't waste my time here any longer Mark. It is unpleasant enough having to talk with you without beating the shit out of you for what you did but you are the only one who knows his name. So exorcise him or he disappears. That's it." The man told him

He left as fast as he had appeared, leaving the red haired man in shock, standing in the middle of the room until his legs couldn't last anymore. He fell on the floor and cried, inaudible screams leaving his lips. What was he supposed to do now? Would they really kill him?