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Post by Acerina "Ace" Lamielle on Feb 12, 2007 18:38:07 GMT -5
You make it difficult Sometimes I just can't breathe Your body presses in on me But I can't take any release
Ace wandered through the streets of the mortal village again, but this time she wasn't looking for any prey. This time she was looking for the demon and human who had run away. Or... any 'odd' couples. She just wanted to see that it could work. She wanted to see that it could work. Why? Because she was hopelessly in love with Dante.
The demon princess sighed and entered into the bar in town, taking a seat at the counter. She ordered a beer and sat back, looking through the crowds of people, scanning them for species. Most were human, a few vampires - solely there for feeding. There were two other demons talking to each other in a corner. No one was interacting on a romantic level that wasn't of the same species.
That made her chest tighten. It could work couldn't it? Other than the fact that Dante would grow old and Ace wouldn't... it could work right? Ace felt tears spring to her eyes and closed them, willing the salty drops away. She had gotten so angry with Dante for what he did... because she loved every second of it, but she wasn't sure what to do about it. She knew it wasn't appropriate... or rather... wasn't accepted. Why should that stop her though?
The world tells me to stop My body says to move My mind is so confused I'm spinning out of control
Her beer slid toward her from the other end of the bar. She grabbed it and waved in thanks to the bartender. Ace downed a third of it and then sat back in her chair to mope. Her skin still burned from the touch of Dante's lips. It drove her insane because all she wanted was more of it. Instead she finished off her beer and ordered an Absinthe the second time. She needed something stonger.
In no time Ace was drunk. She was slurring her words and practically falling out of her seat. Still the bartender didn't dare cut her off after the first time she threatened his life. So she slumped at the bar sipping on more of the green tonic and chuckling to herself. Suddenly a demon man came up to her and leaned in. 'Hey, good looking.' Ace laughed louder. "You did not just honestly try to pick me up with that line! Good looking I may be, but that doesn't give you the right to use it like my name."
The man stepped back, but noting the grin on her face he sat down and rested a hand on her back. He moved in closer, whispering in her ear and making her laugh more. She hit the counter with her palm as he said something particularly funny and smirked against her cheek. He then moved her into his lap and ordered her another drink. Ace leaned against him and took the new drink, pouring it down her gullet quickly. It didn't feel right and she didn't like the way he tried to kiss her, but at the same time she was too far gone to stop him.
So I take another drink I dig myself a hole I prepare my self to fold And I pray to God you love me Because I need something real
Are you real?
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Post by Dante "Pet" Leo on Feb 12, 2007 19:56:50 GMT -5
Dante had spent the entire day in the mortal village for the first time since he had lived in the demonic castle. It seemed strange, seeing mortals roaming around freely. It almost seemed unreal. It had been weeks now that he had been living at the castle, but he definitely needed to get out. Being a friend to Ace had taken it’s toll on him. Not that he didn’t enjoy his time with her, far from, but it was simply too difficult for him not to be….well, more than that. He had to desperately restrain himself from getting too close every time she was in the room. He never realized how difficult it would be to keep a ‘friendly’ distance from her. Sure, there were a few hugs sometimes, but he tried to make them seem as unenthusiastic as possible. That was the only way it could be.
I can’t take this anymore
At least, a day with his old friend whom had been a witness to his said ‘kidnapping’ that fateful night certainly made him relax a bit. But with his million questions and incessant teasing about getting with the hot demon chick, it was hard to get Acerina off of his mind. After some persuading however, he managed to get his friend off topic. Thank goodness. He would’ve gone mad.
Finally, he allowed himself to be convinced to go to a bar that night. He needed to relax, have a few beers. At least so his friend said. But of course, the guy couldn’t get over the fact that Dante had attracted two girls –a vampires and a demoness—in one night, and felt compelled to test Dante’s skills. “We’re gonna see what your little innocent face can get you with vampiress’ and demoness’” he grinned, dragging Dante into a bar which was of course, known to be visited by such people. Dante was slightly skeptical, but although he tried to warn him of the danger of doing such a thing, he finally let himself be pulled into the tavern.
It was warm, compared to the frigid outside air. As soon as they sat down, his friend began flirting with the waitress and permitted himself to order Dante a beer. “Check it out, you’re already attracting attention” his friend leaned over the table to whisper to him, briefly glancing toward a table where a beautiful vampiress was looking at Dante lustily. Great…just what I need, to get bitten. “Yeah, thanks for the update”
There was a bit of a silence before the friend once again leaned over the table. “Hey check out that girl, she’s drunker than I was at my 17th birthday party. And that’s saying something. I bet anyone could score with her.” He laughed lightly and Dante’s expression turned to disgust. “Yea, why don’t you go and talk to her” he said sarcastically to his friend. It was only then that he dared to take a glance toward the girl. His disgusted expression turned to one of horror when he realized that it was in fact Acerina. And in the arms of another demon….his Acerina.
In a swift movement, without even thinking of the possible repercussions, he slipped out of his chair and decisively walked toward the pair of demons. He had been overtaken by a wave of jealously, and he could even admit that to himself. How could she do this? Why would she do this? And that guy? How did he dare put his filthy paws on her…repugnant, disgusting creature.
“Damn it Acerina…what the hell are you doing?” his voice sounded outraged, and he immediately grabbed the demon’s arm, flinging it away. “Get your f*ing claws off of her!” he yelled at the demon, who immediately retaliated by standing before him. With a simple movement of his arm, Dante was flung across the room like a dirty rag onto the ground. Dante was so shocked by what had happened, simply because he hadn’t really even thought about it, that he didn’t even realize the pain of his fall, at least until he tried to sit up. He then moaned and laid back down on the ground.
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Post by Acerina "Ace" Lamielle on Feb 12, 2007 20:50:48 GMT -5
Ace smirked and grabbed another drink from the bartender. She turned to look at the demon and held him back as he tried to kiss her again. "Now now, none of that." She took a gulp of her drink and coughed. She felt a little sick, her stomach couldn't hold much more liquid, her body couldn't hold much more alcohol. It was a good thing she was a demoness. Otherwise she'd probably be dead from alcohol poisoning by then.
Suddenly she noticed someone approaching from the side of her vision. She turned her head to look as the demon pulled her closer and saw Dante. Her heart skidded to a stop and then beat eratically at the sight. "Dante..." She started, but he interupted her. 'Damn it Acerina…what the hell are you doing?' For some reason Ace felt really ashamed at his words. She felt like she had betrayed him, but why? She wasn't doing anything wrong. She wasn't cheating or anything.
There was nothing between her and this demon, nor between her and Dante besides friendship. Still, her stomach turned at the sight of him, especially when he yanked the demon's arm away from her and proceeded to get her sat on her own seat so the demon could throw Dante across the room. It was Ace's turn to be outraged. She grabbed the demon by the back of his shirt and pants and threw him across the room and right through the tavern door.
"Don't you ever fucking touch him again you pig." She was seething. Her green eyes were literally blazing, lit up with a bright green glow. Unable to stop herself she took a bar stool and went outside, smashing it into the demon's head multiple times. She then casually walked back inside over to Dante and collapsed next to him, picking him up into her arms and cradling him. The bartender didn't even bother to yell, instead he just calmed everyone down and started giving out drinks again.
It was a pretty frequent occurance apparently. Ace snuggled closer to Dante and felt the tears come on again. Being drunk, it was harder for her to control her emotions. She started crying and kissed Dante's forehead, then his cheek, then the corner of his lips. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Are you ok?" She pulled away and then looking down at him she suddenly felt very angry. "If you're not though it's your own fault stupid! Who the hell did you think you were talking to a demon like that? He could have killed you! Not that I'd let him, but still!"
She pouted and cried some more before kissing his cheek again and again. The reality that he could have died in that fight scared her. Who knows if she would have been able to stop it in her state? Speaking of her state, Ace put Dante down and turned aside as she pulled her hair back, vomiting onto the floor. The crying had upset her already ill stomach. A waitress came over and started cleaning it up while Ace shakily stood and excused herself, walking outside into the cooler night air.
She groaned and made a mental note to never drink that much again.
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Post by Dante "Pet" Leo on Feb 12, 2007 22:43:44 GMT -5
He heard a loud crash but didn't really pay attention to what it was. He thougth he saw a glimpse of Acerina's shadow heading for the door, with something large in her hand. What was she doing? He definately had heard her scream those distinct words however, and he recognized true anger in her voice. And it couldn't be against him right? Otherwise she would probably be standing over him with that look of hers.....which was undeniably attractive. He chased the thought from his mind immediately. Inappropriate to the extreme.
"Damn Leo" his friend finally came to him. By that time, Dante had recovered his breath and it helped as his friend pulled him upward slightly. "If that girl don't like you, then I'm scared to know what she'd do if she did. She's beatin the crap out of that guy right now...and drunk too!" Dante tried to put together a response to contradict what he had said, but didn't really have the time when he stepped aside and Acerina took his place.
He was so suprised to feel her arms around him. It had been a long forgotten feeling, at least, the way she was holding him now. She hadn't done that in a while and it felt too good to be true. He was baffled by what she was saying, especially by her sudden anger at the fact that he had dared to put himself in danger like that. But he didn't want to see her angry again. I reminded of that evil word friends, and he wanted that out of his mind right now. So in order to placate her, he simply said "I'm fine, I'm fine...just a bruise" which was pretty much true. It wasn't enough pain to have broken anything, but surely he would be feeling this for quite a while.
The hugs and kisses returned and he simply remained quiet in her arms. He knew it was wrong, but in his situation he simply couldn't find the strength to make her stop. Besides...this was still 'friendly' right? Concern for a friend....or was he simply hallucinating. Was his friend right? Did she in fact feel more for him than that? It had to be...but then...why had she so insisted upon becoming no more than friends? He felt confused, and almost angry.
He was almost going to say something, when her throwing up reminded him of her desperate state. He wouldn't mention anything, for now at least. It couldn't go on like this though, he had decided right then and there. An ultimatum had to be proposed. He followed her figure walk outside and tried to sit up. His friend came over again and helped him up. Once standing, Dante found it easier to move around, although it was quite painful. "She's so confusing" Dante mumbled from under his breath, which was not enough to escape his friend's ear. "Well Leo, that's how women are. Now go out there and take care of her." the friend patted his back and Dante almost yelled with pain. Right on the bruise. It was strange how his friend was such a jerk most of the time, but sometimes he really had moments of insight.
It wasn't long before Dante joined her outside. He stood there for a moment, silent, watching her. He felt sorry, guilty, confused, angry...why the heck would she have gone to a bar and gotten herself into this state? What would've happen if he hadn't come and gotten himself hurt for her? Would she have....slept with that guy? He shivered at the thought.
"Come on, I'll take you home." the word home struck him slightly. It was almost his home now, or at least had been for weeks. He didn't dare wrap his arm around her, but would if he deemed it necessary enough. At least she was standing relatively steadily.
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Post by Acerina "Ace" Lamielle on Feb 13, 2007 21:14:55 GMT -5
Ace rubbed her temple with one hand and rested her other on her stomach. She stood, breathing slowly and moaning to herself until Dante came out. She sensed him acutely in her drunken state and then not at all. Her powers were fluctuating constantly and it was driving her nuts. The demon princess turned and eyed Dante briefly. He seemed to be going through a range of emotions like she was.
She scoffed, what would cause that for him? She was the one who was drunk and in love with a human which was socially forbidden in the demon kingdom. Pretty much anyway. She took a step forward then stopped abruptly. Ace narrowed her eyes at Dante and walked faster toward him, shoving him weakly. "I am not a whore! I wouldn't have slept with him. God you are so annoying. Why the hell do I love you?"
She sighed and turned around, starting home without Dante. She muttered to herself, "Jealous fool. Well, he may not be jealous. Ugh, I don't know. Men! He thinks I'm some cheap prostitute or something. Infruriating. I'd never do that to him. I didn't even kiss that guy. Rawr." Ace was crying again and she didn't realize it at all. She even wiped at her eyes without it registering.
"Stupid, keep up." She called, not caring to see how close Dante was. She sniffed and ran her fingers through her hair, messing it up. "Grrr." She stopped, leaning against a tree for support as she felt dizzy. Drunk and Ace didn't mix. Ace slid down the tree, crying harder and finally realizing it. "I feel like craaaap." She whined over her sobs.
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Post by Dante "Pet" Leo on Feb 14, 2007 7:15:47 GMT -5
He had stood there for quite a bit, silent and in thought. But when she suddenly blurted out something in anger, he didn't really understand how she would've known what he was thinking. Could she read minds? The thought suddenly made him quiver in fear. What if she had read his thoughts continuously for the past weeks and had only let it slip now? Did she perhaps know him better than he knew her? That couldn't be right. It simply couldn't. He was simply so shocked to hear her so angry....he didn't move at all.
Why the hell do I love you?
What was that? He felt himself gulp down furiously, but still didn't move, even when she began walking home without him. He was simply frozen in place. He couldn't tell by what exactly. Her speaking those words, or perhaps the brief thought that his feelings might be reciprocated. But did that mean she didn't want to be friends anymore --as in more than friends? Or was there something else. Did she even mean that? Well, she was horribly drunk. Perhpas he had just dreamed that part in the conversation. That was probably it. He could hear her mutter from way over there, but only cought a few words. Jealous...fool....infuriating.....kiss.... He couldn't really put them together, but hoped desperately for some order in his own mind.
Stupid, keep up
It was only then he realized how far behind he was. It took him a short jog to reach her level, but he stayed at a slight distance, hoping that she wouldn't read his mind...or whatever it had been that she'd done a minute ago. He definately didn't like it. He stopped again and watch her fall against a tree, remaining still and standing for some time before crouching down right in front of her.
You know I love you too... He couldn't say those words right now. She was drunk. Besides, what if she hadn't meant it? Then what? He'd be a complete idiot, hopelessly in love and too embarassed to stick around when his love wasn't reciprocated. This really was the first time he actually admitted to himself what it was he was feeling, and what it was that caused such turmoil in his mind. So that was it. Well love sure wasn't all it was cracked up to be. After all, he had gotten beaten up, shoved around physically and emotionally and for the last few weeks, he had to remain emotionally distant from her while being physically close. Now that was hard.
He put a gentle hand on her chee as she cried. "I'm sorry" he finally spoke and leaned in to wrap his arms around her softly. "Come on, we should get you home." a moment later, he pulled her up against him and began walking slowly, hoping that with his support, she would feel more comfortable. It was strange, now that he had actually admitted to himself the source of his turmoil, he was finding it much less difficult to be around her.
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Post by Acerina "Ace" Lamielle on Feb 14, 2007 7:33:16 GMT -5
'... Love you too'
Ace's head raised a little as she heard that and looked around. She spotted Dante, but he couldn't have said that right? Why too? Why love? What? She was hallucinating. Damn alcohol. Damn it to Heaven, because Ace could go to Hell. She cried harder still. Why'd she had to hear that of all things? She was about to bury her face in her hands when she felt Dante's hand upon her cheek.
That stopped her cold and her eyes flickered to his a moment as he apologized. "You should be sorry! If you had died... I would have resurrected you and then killed you again myself. Stupid guy. Plus... plus... why would you think I'd sleep with that pig? Do I come off as that much of ... of a.... a...." Ace couldn't finish her sentence, he had helped her get up she just realized, but she wasn't ready to. She slumped against him and shuddered.
"I'd never do that to you... I mean... it's not like we're together or anything... and you know... we're just friends but... If I ever went with another man I doubt I'd keep you around because I'd just be too damn attracted to you all the time. I am attracted to you all the time!" Ace sighed and hit him lightly in the chest. "Stupid human. Stupid me. I'm not supposed to like you. Demons can't be with humans."
"You die. We don't. You... d-d-die." Ace sobbed harder and clung to him. "Don't die on me, please! Please don't die on me, pet." God, if Ace had been able to see herself or listen to herself she'd be smacking herself like crazy. She was a lunatic on alcohol. She just couldn't keep her mouth shut. She couldn't control her powers. She was too weak to stand, too weak to really hit Dante hard. She was a mess and a disgrace. Hopefully she wouldn't remember any of it in the morning because she might kill herself from embarassment.
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Post by Dante "Pet" Leo on Feb 14, 2007 9:58:09 GMT -5
She could resurrect people? The thought made him curious, but it was irrelevant at the moment. He just couldn't understand why she seemed so angry at him. She was simply so confusing. Why couldn't she just tell him everything? Just....everything. It would make things so much easier. And perhaps, that would open the doors to something beyond friendship.
He stopped walking and turned to face her, keeping her against him with a hand around her waist, just as a precaution to prevent her from falling. The other hand gently rested on her cheek again as he watched her face for a moment. He leaned his forehead onto hers. "I don't think of you like that" he simply said. The truth was, he had only thought of the possibility of that demon taking advantage of her, and it made him sick. But he really didn't want to think about it anymore.
The fact that she admitted being attracted to him made him smile for some reason. He was happy about it. At least she seemed honest enough about that right? But his playful smile disappeared when she mentioned that she shouldn't like him.
Was that it? Was that the key element that he had been missing all along? Humans not being able to 'be' with demons, not to mention a demon princess. He felt hurt by that, although he knew it wasn't her fault. He held her tight when she began crying again. Dying. That was it. He would die. She was immortal. That was why she didn't want to get closer....was it?
"I'm not going to die" he whispered into her ear, although it was muffled by the touch of his face against her shoulder. "I won't die....I won't die" he didn't want to die. Not now…..and since he had met Acerina….not ever. He had never really thought about death, although he never really had been afraid of it, at least until now. He realized the dilemma, and cursed himself for not having considered it before. But would it not be better to enjoy the time they had now…together? Whether than waste his life and her time playing games of being ‘just friends’, getting into fights and being confused and hurt?
“You know, my sister used to say it was pointless to waste our times on arguments and hatred. We….I have a short time to live, and I don’t intend to waste it, because she turned out to be right. She disappeared not a week after that.” He parted from her a bit, still keeping one arm around her waist but began walking again. “We need to get you home.”
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Post by Acerina "Ace" Lamielle on Feb 14, 2007 10:19:56 GMT -5
As Dante held her and told her he wouldn't die Ace quieted. She didn't believe him, because he was human and he would die. Long before she ever would. However, he seemed to be doing it to help so she pretended it did. She held onto him still, even as he pulled away a bit. He was right, why waste time fighting? If he was going to die in such a short time, no matter if it took sixty years which was still short to Ace, why fight and stress and take more years off that time?
Ace stayed silent besides the occasional sniffle until they reached the outskirts of the demon territory. "I don't really want to go home." The feeling had just washed over her as she saw the castle in the distance. She didn't say it with much passion, if Dante really thought it best he could take her home. Besides she had no idea where else she wanted to go. She just had the dread of returning to the castle in her state.
What if Nolwenn found out? Would she be angry? Would she blame Dante? Would she... find out how Ace felt about Dante? No doubt she had an idea, but did she really trully know exactly the depth of Acerina's feelings? If she did... would she... send him away? To Hell? To the Mortal village? Ace trembled and tried to swallow the growing lump in her throat. She'd die before she let Dante leave her for any reason.
Suddenly, an idea sparked in Ace's head. She needed the book. Not to make Dante a demon. To make herself human. It would be a lot less painful for everyone, especially him. Nollie might think the pain was worth it, but not to Ace. Every second that Dante suffered she hated herself more. She couldn't send him to Hell to endure all that torture... to possibly never come back... not even if in the end he lived forever just like her and still wanted her. No, she just couldn't do that.
She'd remove her demonic soul, give up her immortality. Besides, if he didn't want her when he came back? She'd have to live forever with that heartbreak because she couldn't kill him. If he didn't want her after she was human... she'd only have to live until she decided to take her life or someone else took it for her. Time, accident, whatever. "Nevermind... let's go home." She said with reknewed enthusiasm. She grabbed Dante's hand and marched forward toward the castle.
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