Devil's Love
Chapter Two

From Blade's Point of View

I clean up the cut on my nose. I can't believe that Drax broke my nose.

I go down the stairs and sit down for breakfast.

My father is reading a newspaper.

He looks up at me, "how's your nose?"

I shrug, "sore."

He nods, "are you going to fight him again?"

I eat a bite slowly, "yeah, I guess. I should, I know that is the way it works in school. Last year of school, I should maintain some sort of status."

My father looks at my plate, "the son of Lucifer beats your ass, that's pretty bad ass to be honest."

I finish eating and go to the school.

I replace Drax, "so when are we fucking?"

He looks at his books, "I told you I don't like you. And you have a partner."

I watch as he gets out his books, "I will see you later Drax."

I wonder off to class.

At fighting class, I grab Drax's arm, "me and you are going to fight again."

Drax huffs, "okay."

We fight and then at he moves back.

I look at him, "in the ring."

He steps back in the ring and he strikes me quickly.

His eyes change to a dark red color.

I step as he moves to strike me again but I sidestep.

I catch him from behind and hold him in place, "Drax, do you have a rage form?"

He flings me up over his head and slams me, back first to the ring.

He growls lowly.

I move until he is tired out and the class is over.

I go and change. I think he has a rage form. It is rare but some demons do.

I know that there was a guy who killed a lot of angels during an invasion. He had a rage form.

The amount of anger during the change determines how much you physically change.

I step into my next class. Drax is sitting down, picking at his nails. I take the desk by him.

I look at him, "I am not angry at you for fighting me."

He looks at me, "I am sorry for throwing you."

I shrug, "I am fine Drax. You have to tell everyone you have a rage form. It isn't safe to have you fighting the other people when you lose control when you get angry."

He looks away, "I have it under control. It's related to another emotion too. That's why I lose control when I fight you."

I look at Professor Lucifer as he comes in.

Drax opens his text book.

He takes notes lazily. I am not even invested in the lesson.

Out of nowhere, Professor Lucifer drops to the floor.

Drax rushes forward, "are you okay?"

He takes out his phone and calls for an ambulance.

Lucifer wakes up before the ambulance gets there.

He tries to get up but Drax keeps him laying down, "just stay there dad. There's an ambulance on the way."

Lucifer looks at Drax, "promise me son, you won't come to the hospital."

He hesitates, "why not?"

Lucifer squeezes his arm softly, "promise."

He nods, "I won't come to the hospital, let me know how you are dad."

His father agrees and the ambulance takes him away.

I look Drax, "do you want to hang out for a while?"

He shrugs and then gathers his things, "I am just heading home."

I gather my things too, "I don't think it would be good for you to go home by yourself."

So I go to his house.

He drops his things by the door. I decide to do the same. He rests a hand on the wall and pulls off his shoes.

He makes his way to the couch and sits down.

I take off my shoes too and sit on the other end of the couch.

He is quiet and exhales slowly.

I look at him, "so what is the other emotion you feel towards me that enhances your rage form? You said you didn't want to fuck me so it isn't lust."

He stands up and goes to a shelf. He pulls a book from the shelf.

He brings me the book, "blue bookmark."

I open the book to the bookmark and scan until I replace the highlighted place.

I read to myself, "some demons experience a very powerful rage form. Rage from can be influence greatly by anger, lust, hatred, sadness (only when said sadness leads to anger feelings too), and love. After hatred, lust and love are more often the cause of rage form rather than actual anger."

I look up him and then back at the book as I close it.

I sit there, playing with the front cover.

He either loves me or really wants to fuck me so I don't know what I am supposed to do. Part of me has always wanted his attention, sexually and non-sexually. The other part of me has never forgot that he broke me nose. I guess he's broke my nose twice.

He turns on the tv, putting on some game show.

I move over to him, "lust or love?"

He watches the tv, "nothing. I don't lust after you or love you."

I grab his chin softly, "you have to either really hate me. Or you want to fuck me. Which is it?"

He looks up at me, "you hate me so it doesn't matter."

I let go of his chin, "I don't hate you. Sure I don't like that you broke my nose, twice. I don't like that you are... so untouchable pretty much. I am just a common demon and you are the prince of demons. What am I suppose to do? Throw myself at your feet begging for attention like everyone else."

He rubs his horn softly, "you're dating someone anyway."

I look at her, "no, I am not dating. That's just a show piece. I don't have anyone that I am truly dating. That is just my friend by the way."

He huffs and stands, "you kissed him. Go Blade. Get the fuck out."

I stand up, "get the fuck out? You want me to get the fuck out?"

He nods, "get the fuck out."

I get up and gather my things so I can leave.

I stomp back in and kiss him hard, "how about that?"

He hugs my head, kissing me back slowly.

After he kisses me, he shoves me back, "get."

I look at him, "you want me. That is the emotion. You have a great lust for me."