(Pyp)
"Careful,?Eraisama," Pyp cautioned again.? "Mispronouncing a demon's name can have dire consequences.? The demon you seek might not show up at all.? Or worse, you could get the wrong demon entirely.? And one not subject to your binding.? You're just lucky that you got me."? His face twisted into a perfect Kutsuki sneer.? "I was looking to be bound so I could stay here.? And whatever disdain you have for my name, at least it's easy to pronounce."?
The demon was surprised at the effect his copied appearance was having on his summoner.? Kutsuki had made his aversion to being touched absolutely clear, and yet now the young haphephobe was reaching out in fascination and touching Pyp's Kutsuki-clone face, hair, neck and even lips.? Now _that's_ interesting, the demon thought to himself as his summoner indulged in some highly uncharacteristic touching..? _Very_ interesting indeed.??
But then just as suddenly as it had appeared, the fascination was gone and replaced with angry revulsion.? And then Kutsuki lashed out with a stinging blow across the demon's face.? To Pyp, it was akin to a bap from the tiny paw of a week-old kitten, but the demon bowed his head deferentially even as he favored his outraged summoner with a mocking smirk.? "As you wish,?Eraisama," he purred.? "I exist but to serve.? Call me when you have need of me."
With that, the demon vanished - along with the chair he'd conjured - and Kutsuki was left alone with his fuming anger.??
Very interesting, Pyp thought again as he reappeared on the roof of the house.? He conjured a cigarette, lit it with a fingertip, and then took a long drag.? Very interesting indeed.
[Kutsuki]
Though Pyp was gone from his sight, Kutsuki was still quite incensed.? Not just at the imp, but also at himself.? He walked over to the mirror, looking at his face that didn't seem all that different from a demon's, impeccably groomed brows furrowed in anger, crimson eyes blazing, his pupils akin to a snake's, his mouth set into a grimace, showing off his pearly fangs.? Arms crossed, he stood by the mirror for quite a while, pulling his hands out of his elbows and looked at his palms.
What the hell was he thinking?? What was that?? What came over him that he felt so compelled to touch Pyp's face, even if it happened to bear his own at the time.? Why didn't he feel any revulsion at first?? He was Kutsuki, having a severe aversion to touch since birth - what changed that he could do it for the first time in his life, even if it was for a short while?? He was curious himself, but that fucking imp...the way he mocked him was just maddening.? Throwing his hands in the air, he screamed in frustration, but then clammed and just started stripping off his clothes.? He need a shower, badly, and he was going to scrub himself raw till his normally alabaster white skin turned pink.
A short while later, Kutsuki stepped out, toweling dry his hair as he walked naked into his room.? There was no one there, not his parents, nor the imp, but he twisted his body, looking up and around, wondering if the damned hellion was spying on him from somewhere.? Shrugging, he pulled on some silken pajama pants, leaving his upper body bare, walking up to the computer, hands hovering over the keyboard, wondering if it was worth it turning on the PC.? His pale reflection stared back emotionless.? Feeling compelled, he opened his mouth and poked at his fangs with his tongue, sliding over the top row and then his lips.? A thought had occurred him...no.? No nononono, no way.? He felt a cold shiver make its way down his way.
"Nope, not today.? Not ever," Kutsuki told himself, slipping into his bed.? He pulled the covers up to his chin, tightly hugging them to his chest as he shut his eyes and fall asleep.? But what felt like hours after, he twisted and turned, restless, bothered.? His mind kept churning over the same thought, the same idea, being unable to let go.? It wasn't until he threw a childish temper tantrum, uncharacteristically punching and kicking at the mattress, wholly unsatisfied with the day's event, until he's finally had enough and screamed, "Argh...FUCK!!? FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!"? Having had enough, he fell back onto the bed, chest heaving as he tried to recover some semblance of control.? Frustrated, he flew into the bathroom and opened his medicine cabinet, pouring out a measure dose of valerian root.? It never seemed to fail at calming his restless mind and body, but tonight he took a more concentrated amount and downed it with half a bottle of water.? Eventually he went back to bed, crawled under the blankets and closed his eyes, finally falling into deep sleep.
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