Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Human Demon Child ❯ Ruby, Gold, & Emerald Eyes ( Chapter 2 )

Ch. 2: Ruby, Gold, & Emerald Eyes

Walking into her house she slams the door shut, hot tears brimming her ruby colored eyes. “I’m not a demon.” Shina whispers out. “I’m not a demon!” She falls to the wooden floor tears falling from her eyes, to which tear gems are being created once they hit the hard floor. “I’m not a demon’s child, either!” Shina sobs out.
Blaze, who heard Shina’s cries, rubs against her purring longing and lovingly. Picking up the bundle of fur she cries into him, the tears falling off him. “I’m not a demon.” Her saying is muffled by Blaze.

“No, you’re not.” Blaze agrees with Shina.

“Then why does everyone call me that?” she sniffles.

“That’s because they fear you, and want to break you down much like this…. But just remember the small children, they’re never afraid of you, Shina.”

Shortly after Blaze says that her tears slowly stop. “Arigatou, Blaze.” Shina gives him a small kiss between his dark green eyes, and receives a soft purr. Picking up the radiating purple tear gems, she counts ten of them. “Wow, this is quiet a lot.” Shina’s hands are glowing due to the gems; from her shoulder Blaze nods his head in agreement.

Inside her room she lets the gems fall off of her hands and onto her comfy bed. Pulling put an all around black box Shina takes off its lid, revealing thousands of glowing purple tear gems. Shina slides her hands under the gems all ten of them falling into her hands.

“See ya’ soon.” She mumbles, the gems sliding off of her hands and into the container.

Walking back downstairs to eat dinner thunder and heavy rain sounds and lighting is seen. “Hm, odd it just started out of the blue.” Shina says looking out of a living room window. “Oh, well I’m inside and so is Blaze.” She shrugs off the feeling and goes into the kitchen.

Eating tonjiru miso soup, she listens to the harsh rain beating against the window and the roof. Blaze hides in her lap, afraid of the cold water. Petting him from time to time Shina rethinks her dream training. I know that there was someone in there, but whom?

Blaze’s head shoots up, his ears standing tall and his furry tail twitches. He jumps off of Shina’s lap and transforms into the overgrown kitsune. “Youkai?” she calls out his nickname. His growl is low and dangerous his ears flattening against his massive head.

“Someone’s out there, Shina.”
Looking out of one of the windows, Shina sighs. “Well let’s go. I’ll use my ice powers so you don’t get wet, no telling what’s out there to make you like this.”

“A demon.” He says.

“Demon?” Shina echoes. “That’s not possible.” But Blaze nods his head, saying that it is possible.

Reaching the hard rain Shina creates an ‘umbrella’ of ice and makes it so it fallows them both.

(A/N: If any of you readers' watch/ed Avatar, it is much like the Fortuneteller episode in the beginning. When Katarra did that waterbending trick.)

Following Blaze into the surrounding woods Shina keeps her eyes peeled for any sign of a demon here. The sudden growl of Blaze and smoke coming out of his mouth made Shina come to a stop and look at him. “Youkai?”
Whenever out of the house like this and having Blaze in this form Shina calls him by his nickname, so people don’t know that it’s the small fox that lives with her.

Climbing onto Blaze’s fire red back he runs off into the freezing rain.

Something silver catches both of their eyes.

In no time Shina is faced with an unconscious silver kitsune. Hopping off of Blaze she slowly walks up to him, seeing that he’s battered and beaten Shina knows that he’s gotten into a fight with another demon, a strong at that.

“I’ve never sensed something this strong before.” Shina says quietly, tracing the male’s bloody jaw line.

The silver (or pink) kitsune is sitting beneath a towering tree hunched over. Blood seems to pour out all over him, ruining his outfit. Taking his left arm – which was the less banged up – she drags him over to Blaze.

“He’s heavy.” Shina grunts out. Much to Blaze’s demise she was able to place the silver fox on his back. “Blaze, please just do this for me. I promise to give all the meat and ice cream you want if you just help me with this guy.” Shina begs the over-sized fox. Blaze gave a nod of his head and began the walk home, knowing that if he went to fast the kitsune will fall off.

Shina’s school clothes are sticking to her like wet leather and her raven locks to matted to her head, knowing that stopping the rain from hitting is now useless she just lets the rain hit her.

“Well at I took a shower, huh Shina?” Blaze looks up at her with a fox-ish grin, and she returns it.

……….

Walking into the covered porch, Shina gently takes the silver kitsune. Luckily the rain had gotten most of the caked blood off of him cleaning his white outfit. Quickly she drags him inside, wanting to avoid Blaze shaking off the rain and other male fox’s blood.

Damn, why does he have to be so freakin’ heavy and tall?

Luckily, Blaze helped further. Bringing this guy upstairs into the guestroom requires much needed strength.

Once, the three of them reached the guestroom’s door Shina focuses most of her energy in her good kicking foot.

“HEYA!!!” Shina kicks the door open, with a little battle cry. The black looking door banged against the wall it hit.

“Little over dramatic there, Shina?” Blaze clearly raised a visible red eyebrow. She grins sheepishly, with an anime sweat drop.

Shina and Blaze walk into the room to place the silver fox man on the bed and look over his wounds. With great skill she’s able to turn him around and gently place him on the bed.

“There.” Shina places her fists on her hips. “Now where’s that lamp?” Shina feels around the end table for the switch that turns on the lamp. As if on cue, lighting flashes across the sky, momentarily allowing her to find the switch.

“Got ‘cha!” Shina quietly exclaims. Turning on the light the room is dimly lit. “Now let’s see- Oh… my….” On the blue covered bed laid a VERY handsome male kitsune.

Blood is still on his pale sleeping body, his silver/pink locks is spread underneath his form, his chiseled body his now visible due to the fact that he was out in the harsh rain, his long legs hang off the bed’s end he’s so tall, and his weighed down tail is visible to Shina.

“Breathe, Shina!!” Blaze’s voice and the sudden jolt of him jumping on her shoulder is good enough for Shina welcome oxygen into her screaming lungs. Gulping in clumps of air, she walks out of the room to get the supplies needed for this guy.

Inside her connected bathroom Shina quickly shakes her head, her black hairs whipping her pale face. “Get a hold of yourself, Noriko. He’s a kitsune; a man whore most likely.” With a calming sigh Shina walks back out with supplies in hand.

“MEW!!!”

The sound of a stress ‘mew’ made Shina drop the supplies and run towards the guestroom.

Her breath caught in her throat again. The silver kitsune has his longer fingers around a struggling Blaze, trying to suffocate him.

“LET HIM GO!!!” Shina screeches. Running up the man’s hand she tries to pry his fingers off, only to have the man’s other arm quickly wrap around her neck and have his legs lock hers together.

“Now,” The kitsune’s voice is deep and smooth. “You are going to tell me everything I want to know.” His breath is hot and soothing against the shell of her right ear.

“And if I refuse to answer these questions?” Shina’s hands are busy trying to take off this guy’s arm.

But this guy just tightens his arm around her neck and his hand around Blaze’s body, in the process pressing his wet body closer to hers. “You will tell me.”

“Hn. Like hell I will.” Shina turns her head a little ways, one crimson eye visibly seen by the male fox man. “Youkai, GO!”

Now knowing that its okay Blaze erupts himself in a red, orange, and yellow flame.

“Yeow!!” Silver exclaims.

He lets go of Blaze and his grip on Shina loosens allowing her to escape, too.

Blaze stands in front of his only known family protectively – his fire fur bristling, his long fangs begin to show, and fire around his tails and paws – Shina chooses NOT to show her ice maiden powers until the time comes.

After shaking his burned hand, his golden eyes look at the intimidating fox demon. “Well I had no idea he could that.” Silver lets out an amused chuckle his silver ears and heavy tail wiggle a bit. “Forgive my rudeness earlier.” Silver stands.

“Holly sugar cookies.” Shina whispers and her ruby eyes widen in shock. She knew from the start he was tall but he’s about seven feet tall. Maybe taller.

“But I’m sure I pasted out outside.” He continues his say and looks around his surroundings; a smirk slowly forms on his lips. “Not a pretty onna’s home.” His golden gaze falls on Shina, she glares at this man and Blaze snorts small (but potentially dangerous) flames come out of his nose.

“Awww,” Silver pouts, falling back on the wet bed sitting Indian style. “You two not used to getting such compliments.”

“Why don’t you just get out before I do something you’ll regret!” Blaze threatens.

“You won’t him do that will you, Gorgeous?” Silver looks up at Shina with pleading golden eyes. She knows this look ‘The puppy dog pout’ this pout always made her cave into the small children at the hospital, so its only natural that it works for this man.

“Oi.” Shina sighs and rub in-between her (not to) thin eyebrows. “Youkai, simmer down.” Knowing that Blaze is giving her a shocked look she continues. “This guy’s hurt, and if we send him outside he might catch a cold and knowing that if a demon gets sick they might die I won’t let that happen. SO!” She claps her hands together once. “There’s a bathroom down the hall, I’ll get some extra clothes for you to wear.”





+Youko’s POV+

“How do I know you just want to see me naked.” I smirk at the kitsune thoughts flooding my mind, causing my tail to wag briefly but stop once I see Shina’s ruby eyes harden into a glare.

“I’m not some whore you know.” She says demonically.

“I know.” I give her a fanged smirk, and tap the side of my nose. “I can tell by your scent that you’re still a virgin.”

Shina crosses her arms under her well-developed chest, her glare not wavering. “And proud of it.” With that said she walks out of the room, Youkai following her.

Who knew that young Shina Noriko had a demonic guardian? This is most intersecting. I get up from the wet comfy bed and follow the two scents.

“Lets see….” Hearing Shina’s voice makes my ears twitch in curiosity. “Beings how he’s so tall I might have to make two shirts into one big one.”

“That or,” I come in and lean against the doorframe. “To make things easier for you, I could just walk around naked.” Shina blushes visibly, allowing a smirk to form on my lips.

“That won’t be necessary, sir.” To my amazement she spoke clearly, no sign stuttering what so ever. “Now, as I said before the bathroom is just down the hall.”

A loud thunder sounds right after. Taking that as a sign, I sigh in disappoint. “All right, Beautiful.”

I follow Shina towards the hall’s bath. The ruby-eyed raven-haired human places the clothes on the sink’s counter-top. “Hopefully you know how to work a shower.”

I give her a grin. “Don’t worry I do, but if need any help I’ll come find you.” I give her a wink, and chuckle when I see her roll her wondrous eyes.

“Hn. Whatever.” With that said she walks out to – most likely – change into more comfortable clothes.

Pity, too. I like her wearing those wet clothes. I sigh and take off my wet, bloody, outfit; not wincing at the small needle like pain from the shrinking wounds.

+Shina’s POV+

Walking into her room she gently closes the door and places her back against its frame. “What a hentai no baka.”

“I still say that we should kick him out.” Blaze voices.

“That’s what you say. I say that he stay’s the night.” Walking over to her dark dresser, Shina pulls out overly sized baggy clothes. “Other than his overly sized pervy-ness he’s not such a bad guy.”

“Do you even know who he is?” The regency in Blaze’s voice makes Shina look back at him.

“Hm?”

Blaze drops his head, disappointed that Shina never heard of the silver kitsune staying in their house. “He’s Youko Kurama: King of Thieves of Makai. Does that ring bell?” Blaze raises his head, his dark eyes gazing into the red orbs.

“Hm….” Shina looks up at the black ceiling. “Nope.” Hearing that made Blaze fall to the ground with a loud ‘thud’.

Shina chuckles. “But, Youkai.” Blaze jumps back to his feet ready to answer any question that she might give him. “If he’s the ‘King of Thieves of Makai,’ what’s he doing here?”

Blaze opens his muzzle but quickly shuts it. “I’ll stand guard, so Youko Kurama doesn’t come in to peep at you.”

“Translation: ‘I don’t know the answer to your question, Shina.’” Blaze growls and lies down in front of the door.

Shina walks into her bathroom, shuts and locks the door.

The bathroom has baby blue walls on the top half, but the bottom has white cubic squares. The titled floor matches the walls perfectly. Basically everything is a light blue and a pearly white. The tub/shower, sink and its counter, the toilet, the mirror’s framing, the railings, and cabinets are a clean white. The towels, shower’s and window curtains, rugs, and covers are a light blue. Different lotions, shampoos, conditioners, and fill the cabinets and counter tops.

After shutting the blue window, Shina walks over to the open shower and strips off her wet clothes. After this, I’ll make dinner for Youko Kurama… if he wants any.

The heated water pellets hit her pale cold body, though the cold does little to her. Shina raises her head towards the shower’s faucet, slowly closing her odd colored eyes she retells herself that she’s human not a demon.

How did the King of Thieves come to Ningenkai? It doesn’t make any sense. Shina reaches to for the tangerine scented shampoo. Scrubbing her scalp with the refreshing scent she continues to think about the possibilities, though they do little good for Shina knows nothing about Youko Kurama.

Sighing with a bored expression, Shina rinses her raven locks keeping her eyes closed so her eyes don’t burn from the suds. The feeling of the last bit of shampoo runs down her back and into the shower’s drain. Doing the same process of scrubbing with the same scented conditioner, she rinses after.

Not wanting to smell like an overgrown fruit, she scrubs herself with a plain bar of soap. The same question running through her head: ‘How did he come here?’ He is referring to Youko Kurama.

Shina takes the tear’s gem in her hand, gazing at its beauty hoping that it’ll give her the answers she wants. The shower’s water hits the gem at times making it look like the jewel is crying. Sighing, Shina drops the gem it falling right above her chest.

Turning the handle towards ‘off’ the water becomes ice cubes then turns off all together. Pulling back the blue curtain, Shina carefully sets foot on the oval shaped rug she grabs a fluffy baby blue towel and wraps herself inside its fold. Grabbing another towel she dries herself off.

Now fully dressed Shina steps out of her room, her long black hairs are loosely tied into a braid wetting her spine, she still hears the hall’s bath shower still running. And I thought girls take long showers, than again he does look a bit feminine.

Heating up what’s left of the tonjiru miso soup Shina waits for Youko to come out, sitting on a kitchen counter.

“What the hell smells so good?” Youko’s head pops around the door-less opening. Looking over her book, Shina sees that Youko is shirtless but is – luckily – wearing the red pants she laid out for him. His body is still a bit wet making his long flowing hair stick to him.

“Tonjiru miso soup.” Shina dully answers his question.

Youko’s silver fox ears perk up and his tail wags. “You can cook!” Shina could’ve sworn she saw stars in Youko’s golden orbs.

Returning her nose/eyes into her book she lets out an ‘Hn.’

“Damn,” Youko rubs the back of his neck. “You sound like a partner of mine. Oh well!” Youko takes out the now heated soup. He breaks apart the chopsticks and digs in; eager to eat this delicious scented soup. Once the noodles touch his tongue his gold eyes widen like saucers. “Mm!”

Shina looks at the silver kitsune with a raised eyebrow. “This… is the… best miso soup I have ever had. HEY! When ever I get hungry for this stuff,” Youko points to the meat soup with his chopsticks. “Can I come over and you make me some.” Youko gives her a puppy pout; knowing fully well that it worked last time.

Shina quickly returns her eyes back at her book. “No.”

“Awww, c’mon!” Suddenly Youko’s arms enfold around her waist, making Shina look up in surprise. “Pwease….” Youko barley sticks out his lower lip, his silver ears go down a bit, and his golden eyes look like they melted into pools of gold. Through her blush, Shina gives Youko an irritated growl her right eyebrow twitching.

“NO!” She does a bold move and hits Youko Kurama on the head with her book! “Now eat your tonjiru miso soup and go to bed, Youko!!” Shina hops off the counter and walks up to her room, leaving a poor Youko Kurama to rub the spot on his head where a bump will surely form on his head while he slept.

“That perv!!” Shina falls on her bed. Turning on her back she looks up at the dark ceiling and folds her right arm over her forehead. “Youkai…?” Blaze’s head comes up by her bedside. “…Never mind.” Shina goes underneath her dark covers and slowly goes to sleep.

……….

Half way into her sleep, Shina feels her bed sink. She gives a gentle smile and turns over. “You can’t sleep on the floor, Youkai?” she mumbles out, and pets his neck area. But her sleepy look gains confusion once her small human hand meets smooth flesh.

Lazily opening her blood red eyes she sees pale white flesh. Her eyes immediately widen and she panics. “Nani!?” Shina attempts to push Youko Kurama off of her bed, but because he weighs heavier than her he doesn’t fall off.

Youko quickly pins her wrists above her head and straddles her waist. “You-” He quickly covers her mouth his other hand. I’m beginning to think that keeping Youko Kurama here is a bad idea. Shina struggles against Youko’s hold, her eyes shut tight.

“Hey, hey!!” The silver fox puts his weight on her, stopping Shina’s struggling. “I have a question for you.” Youko glares down at the human female beneath him. Shina slowly opens her ruby eyes meeting the golden orbs of a famous kitsune. “How the hell do you know my name?”

Shina moves her eyes towards the clawed hand over her mouth. Taking the hint Youko hesitantly takes his hand off her mouth. “Youkai told me. I think he use to live in Makai. There he heard about you and your raids.”

“Hmmm, I see. Arigatou!” Youko falls onto the bed making Shina bounce slightly.

“What the hell!”

Youko wags his index finger in a disapproval matter, making clicking sounds with his tongue. “Such foul language, for someone so young. Goodnight!” With that Youko wraps his arms around Shina’s struggling form.

Shina continues to struggle against the kitsune. Where the hell is Blaze?

Youko lazily opens one eye. “Struggling is futile, Gorgeous. Just go to sleep.”

“Hn. I’ll go to sleep once Youkai is in the room with us!” Shina says through gritted teeth. Hearing the silver kitsune sigh, Shina looks over his shoulder. Vines of some sort are growing up her door; one vine goes around the lock and undoes it.

Blaze suddenly jumps into the room nearly catching the room on fire. “Kurama….” Blaze’s green eyes dance with a demonic fire. His paws and three tails have a white fire on them.

“Youkai.” Youko says calmly. He turns his head away and gives a beastly yawn, showing his fangs. “Goodnight, Beautiful.”

“Hn.” Is her only reply. “Youkai, if Youko Kurama tries anything put his tail on fire or something.” Hearing the agreed snort from Blaze, Shina slowly closes her ruby colored eyes. “G’night….” With that said she falls asleep.

……….

An annoying sounds of someone talking about the weather makes the raven-haired young woman growl in irritation. Turning over towards the sound Shina ice punches the digital clock. “Hn.” She looks at the frozen time on the clock two hours before school starts. I do have homework to do. She lets out a stressed sigh and rubs her temples. If it weren’t for the baka no kitsune I would already have it finished. Her growl vibrates off the dark walls.

“Ohayo, Shina!” The small red and orange ball, other known as Blaze, jumps into her lap looking lively.

Shina’s only response is a tired groan, rubbing underneath her crimson eyes.

Blaze’s red fluffy ears twitch and he tilts his head to one side. “Shina, if your still tired you can go to sleep.”

“Nah, I still have that homework crap to do. … Blaze, who set the contraption?” Shina’s finger points the frozen, broken, alarm clock.

“I think it was Kurama. He left over a little while ago, too.”

Letting out another yawn, she walks over to her wardrobe. Pulling out a deep red school uniform and some fresh under clothing, she dresses in it knowing fully well that Blaze has left the room.

Undoing her braid she straightens it with her slim fingers and walks towards her bed. On the windowsill – by her bed – she sees a piece of paper and a red rose bud.

“Hm?”

Placing the rose carefully behind her ear, Shina unfolds the letter and begins to read the writing.

Ohayo Gorgeous,

I hope that you had a wonderful goodnight’s sleep. I know that I enjoyed sleeping by you, and waking up to your peaceful form. You looked so at rest that I wish I could’ve stayed, and seen your stunning ruby eyes. They are the only jewels I wish not to steal. Please enjoy the rose while it lasts, for I know that I will savor the memory of you and our meeting last night.

Sincerely Yours,
Youko Kurama

While reading this letter from the silver kitsune Blaze had jumped on Shina’s shoulder, and she began to form an almost invisible blush on her cheekbones.

“Hn.” She places the note and the rose on her desk and begins to make her bed. That jerk, who does he think he is anyway?

She practically stomps downstairs and towards her bag. Noisily walking into the kitchen she drops her black bag and makes breakfast.

While eating her steamed rice Shina starts on her homework. With take wisdom and time she finishes more than half her schoolwork.

Shina leans back in the wooden chair chopsticks still in her mouth. Balancing one slipper-foot on the table her red eyes turn into a daze.

A panting ice maiden is running through the snow-covered woods, ugly demons running after her. Blaze is nowhere to be found in this world, and that’s what Shina wants. She wants to fight the demons on her own.

Stopping in front mountain she gasps, bringing her black-gloved hand to her face. Looking back at the demons with frightened eyes, she sees their wicked grins.

But, slowly Shina’s frightened ruby orbs gain a demonic glow and her own grin forms on her pale pink lips. Unsheathing her frostbite aura blade, she readies herself for bloodshed.

The first to step in is a gruesome green, fat, yellow cat eyed, demon. The demon bangs his brown club into the hand a stupid grin plastered on his face.

With a roar, the demon brings down his club.

Shina jumps into the air, knowing fully well that he’d do that. Gracefully landing on the top of the club, Shina crosses her arms underneath her chest (minding her blade) and in disapproval shakes her head. “Hn. Bakas.”

That said Shina uncrosses her arms and slowly raises her blade high in the frost biting air, with a calm expression. The other demons raise the weapons with hast and bring them all down.

A few movements of her raised arm the demons drop dead, body parts separated and their weapons lay scattered on the snow ground. Blood doesn’t explode from their unmoving bodies, for when she moved her frost blade it had cut through them freeze the blood flow.

Shina sighs, from her spot on the dead demon’s club, iced breath becoming visible. Raising her head up she senses the same thing she did last. A growl of annoyance rips itself from her throat, seeing the black blur jump away. Though now she doesn’t go up there to investigate.

“This only means to train harder.” She glares up at the white tree.

Coming back to reality, Shina turns her gaze towards the clock on the stove. She should be leaving right now. She glares at the clock; standing up she puts her dishes away.

“C’mon, Shina! You’re going to be late!” Hearing the deep, child-like, voice of Blaze Shina grabs her bag and pulls on her shoes.

+Shuichi’s POV+

I scan the sea of Meiou High School students hoping to find, one raven-haired dark-clothed ruby-eyed young woman, Shina. But all I see are the other females, my fan-girls. She should be around here somewhere….

I look across the street, nope not there either. If she wants to come to school on time she’ll have to be in this crowd. Maybe she’s up further.

Walk further up in the group, darting my emerald eyes this way and that. I can sense her but I can’t see her.

My eyes look towards the sky thinking that she might be using Youkai to fly here. No…. He’s a fire kitsune, there’ no way… that he… could…. Slowly my eyes widen, seeing a small moving red and orange dot in the clear blue sky.

“There’s no way.” I whisper to myself. Unnoticed by myself, my speed increases to the point to where I’m running towards the school.

……….


The demonic aura is coming from the roof!

I race up the stairs, not wanting the demon to break havoc on Ningenkai. But about ten steps away from the door, it bursts open. Revealing a ruby eyed glaring Shina. The morning sun is caught in her raven hair; her left hand holding onto her schoolbag (that’s over her shoulder), her right is the one that slammed the door open, and her blood red skirt is blowing in the breeze.

“Shina-san?”

“Minamino.” Her voice is dark; nothing like it was last night.

+BACK TO SHINA+

“Shina-san?”

Damn that irritating voice, and its owner!

“Minamino.” She says demonically dark.

“Please, excuse me!” Shuichi does a quick bow to her and gently moves her form out of the way.

Shina walks down the dark staircase, ignoring the redhead.

“Shina-san?” Hearing his voice, that makes the girls here swoon, she turns her head a bit. “Shina-san, was there anything up out of the ordinary?” asks Shuichi taking a few steps towards her.

“Hn. No.” Shina turns her head and continues her walk.

“Shina-san, please!” Minamino grabs her right upper arm. “Shina-san, I have the feeling that you’re lying to me. So please,” his grip tightens. “Tell me, Shina-san!”

Shina’s own grip tightens, only on her school’s bag, and her eyes turn into a glare.

I swear, if he calls me ‘Shina-san’ one time… I’ll kick him where it hurts a guy.
Feeling Shuichi’s grip loosen slightly, Shina profiles her face to him – her icy glare still in her eyes.

“Shina-san, plea-”

“HA!!” Shina lashed out her better foot and aimed for Minamino’s weak spot.

“AHH!!!”

Though she missed what she intended for aiming, Shina is satisfied with the panting-panic form sitting sprawled back on the steps.

“I suggest that you, Shuichi Minamino, stay away from a Demon’s Child.” Shina says glaring down at him with a great amount of distaste.

Shuichi’s emerald eyes are widened with a great amount of unknown panic, but slowly they regain their kindness and a gentle smile tugs its way on his lips.

Shina raises a ravened eyebrow slightly.

“I know you’re not a demon, much less the child of one,” he says quietly. “… Shina-san.”

“Hn.” Shina turns on her heel and makes her way downward her head facing the stairs causing her feathery black bangs to hide her ruby eyes and her forming blush.