He really couldn’t believe it- he was in love and it wasn’t even with a demon! It was with you, a human. Worst of all? You refuse to accept that your his. He must have brought you a million gifts by now- but that didn’t seem to work very much.. he’s risking his neck just to come visit you and your always so snippy- sure he’s a demon and your from the demon core.. but it’s not like he’s tried to kill you!

“Oh come on! Why won’t you just be mine?” Akaza groans, finally stepping out of the shadows of the night. He had always wondered why you didn’t alert everyone when he showed up.. you seemed like you hated him yet never acted on it. “please sweetheart?” Akaza whines, suddenly wrapping his arms around your waist and pushing his face into your shoulder. A common action he’s begun to do in an attempt to make you feel bad.

“Become a demon with me- you’ll never get sick or suffer loss again.” This isn’t the first time he’s offered such a thing.. it’s ironic really. A demon in love with a slayer and coming night after night to beg them to become the very thing they live to kill.