I Scored Myself A Mate

"Let's calm down." Ea said shaking his arms downwards, trying to help everyone. There was a sudden state of emergency in the meeting room as everyone seemed to blurt out everything they were thinking. Loud noises, table smacking and everything anyone could imagine.

"How can I call down when we don't even have a cellphone in here so I can warn my parents. I can't go like this to them. I am a fucking zombie!" Mark screamed and smacked his palm on the table. Everyone stopped speaking after they heard the loud sound and saw with their own eyes his index finger just jumping off his hand. Mark stared at it as it laid on the table and sighed. "I...Really. This is hell. Not the demonic capital. This!" He screamed was he retrieved his finger with a very obvious frown.

"It's fine. I am sure that he won't do anything to your parents. He just wants to scare you it's okay. We will find a way to call him back and tell him that you are willing to form the contract and everything will be fine" Allias told him as he tried to comfort him. Mark did not seem to be convinced by the king's words but still he decided it was best to remain silent. He let out a loud sigh and his eyes were focused on Theseus.

"Can't you send your shadows or something?" He asked him. 

"My shadows are not errand boys. They are killing machines that...." 

"Send them Theseus." Allias interrupted him and stared at his lover with a threatening glare. Theseus stopped talking for a second and shook his head, forcing a smile on his face.

"I will." He reluctantly agreed and soon a thick most gathered around him. Shadows swirling all around his body and Allias shivered. When he looked at him like that he seemed completely different, embraced by an unknown danger. The high general shook his head, as if he was listening to them speak and his lips moved, whispering something. He moved his hand, waving them to disappear and in a few seconds all the shadows had scattered. Crawling in the walls, getting underneath the walls and leaving the room completely empty.

"Does anyone else get the shivers when he does that or is it just me?" Ares asked and shivered slightly to emphasize his feelings. So it wasn't only Allias that felt it. The elf king seemed to be slightly relieved at that. His brother shrugged his shoulders with a grin.

"What will happen to my parents?" Mark asked with a saddened expression. "When my mother sees him she will get into shock." He commented.

"Asmodeus is not really ugly." Ares said.

"No but his fashion sense is horrible." Mark announced and Allias bit his bottom lip hard, trying not to laugh with Mark's comment. He had met his mother once and yes it was very true that she could go into shock from a bad outfit. That was why Mark was dressed with the latest trending clothes when they used to visit. Once he had paired pink with red and his mother started a whole scene about how she would disown him. Mark had grown red and was desperately trying to hide while he was laughing from a corner close to their dorm. 

"Mark." He called out his best friend's name. "Asmodeus loves you. He would never hurt your family. I am sure about that. He just feels cornered. He felt guilty for what he did and he just can't let you die again. He doesn't want to lose you." He explained and Mark shook his head. He was getting a very strong headache from all this thinking.

"Don't make him sound as if he was some kind of innocent man." He told him.

"No that's not what I'm trying to do. It's just that, I understand him. The fear of your lover dying, the guilt of being his misfortune. I know it very well. I just can't look away." He said with a bittersweet smile.

"It's going to be fine. But tell me why do we have to gather here all the time. I was in the middle of having a bath and you came in like the whole palace was on fire. I have my own life you know. Sorry Mark but you know. I fell into an endless black hole to get you back. That's where I draw the line." Ares said and raised his arms in defeat. Theseus shook his head, he smiled as he got up and approached the chair his brother was sitting in. He patted his shoulder until he grabbed the sensitive skin and squeezed it hard making the young elf schreech in pain.

"Tell us then what does your own life consists of? I am very intrigued to hear. Eating, shitting, bathing...anything else?" He asked and Ares grabbed the wrist that was hurting his shoulder with. A black force, like small lighting surrounded the general's wrist and zapped him, making him take a step back and free him. 

"Don't be a fucking bitch." He said and Theseus laughed, as he headed back to his chair. 

"Why do you always like to provoke people?" Ea, who was sitting next to him asked and Ares grinned, placing his arms behind his head.

"I just don't hide behind my fingers. I hate hypocrisy." He said.

"Tact is not hypocrisy it's basic manners." The elf told him and Ares chuckled. He turned towards him and kissed his nose playfully making him gasp and cover his face. 

"You like me this way though." He told his husband and Ea blushed seeing the satisfied look on the Disee's prince face. He took his hand in his and rested his back on the chair, deciding not to speak anymore. The amount of upset he had cause Ea today was satisfactory for now, he thought and winked at him. He just couldn't stop looking at his flushed and embarrassed expression.

"Why are they taking so long?" Mark asked impatiently and tapped his foot on the polished floor. His leg was moving fast his one and only way to let out his frustration. Theseus was ready to answer when suddenly the shadows started stroking in. Through the walls and windows, under the doors the same way they had gotten out they came in and embraced the high general once more. He seemed to be focused on what they were entrusting him. Allias and the rest could hear nothing but Theseus was gently nodding his head as if he was having a very interested conversation. Once they were over he waved his hand once again and told them they could leave. This time they disappeared, evaporating and leaving no trails of their existence behind. 

"What happened? What did they say?" Mark asked the elf.

"Asmodeus never left, he is the castle. St the gazebo." Theseus said and the red haired man looked at him confused. "Go and find him" he instructed him and Mark stood up. He walked as fast as he could trying to overcome his exhaustion. The gazebo was not really that far but to him it seemed as if it was on another country. He felt cold and slow, stuck in winter and when he stepped outside the warm sun blinded him. 

The demon was indeed there, sitting with a skeptical expression on his handsome face. He was troubled by something, it was very obvious and as Mark approached him slowly he wondered what could it be. He was sitting on the white bench, his dark aura and shadow like presence surrounded by blooming flowers and vibrant green grass. He seemed to not fit in with the scenery but somehow that made Mark think he was even more attractive. Surrounded by place blue, pink and yellow he could see the peculiar shades of his eyes in the flowers. 

He walked up the small white stairs and joined him in the shade. Asmodeus raised his head noticing him for the first time. He didn't react in a seocific way, he just locked eyes with the red haired and remained quiet. He didn't have something to say. 

"I thought you were going to force me to form a contact with you by using my parents." He told him. 

"I was going to but then I change my mind." Asmodeus said. Mark tilted his head to the side. He was still standing, looking at the demon from above, cornering him in a way but Asmodeus didn't mind. He felt satisfied even with the fact that the red haired exorcist wasn't trying to run away from him.

"Why did you change your mind?" He asked him and the demon king sighed before he parted his lips, ready to explain.

"Everything that has to do with you hurts." He began saying, making Mark's eyes widen. "The thought of losing you hurts, the thought of killing you hurts, the thought of emotionally hurting you hurts, your saddened or hateful expression hurts. I feel like I'm walking on broken glass with you. I want you to live, I am begging you to survive because I don't know what will happen to me if you don't. It sounds selfish I know but please. This pain, I can't stand it so no matter what you want. If you want me to disappear, never show my fave to this world again I will do it so please live. Do not die just because you despise me. I know what I did was horrible, I know I could never be forgiven but don't let yourself go because I am a monster." Asmodeus said.

"I don't hate you. I don't despise you." Mark immediately corrected him. "I love you, still and that's the worst and most frightening part." He confessed.