Bokutachi wa Akuma: Chapter Thirty-Four

“So, tell me again Kousuke.” Once again, the emotionless immortal child had been getting lessons from his overbearing, emotional acquaintance.

Rubbing the back of his head, messing his short brown hair, Kousuke chuckled sheepishly, embarrassed that he had to repeat something so simple.

“Pull your cheeks back and thin your lips, like this.” Kousuke bared a great, happy smile for Ruka again, showing him how to do it again.

Awkwardly trying to mimic him, Ruka quirkily pulled his lips into what he presumed a smile would look like. It happened to turn out to look like he got something caught in his braces or had smelled something awful. Even in his fourth failed attempt, Kousuke could not hold back a hysterical laughter and a great amount of emotion. Dropping his attempted smile into a cold glare again, Ruka narrowed his snake like eyes to his guinea pig.

“Again?” he snarled quietly. “I am trying! There is no need for this mockery!” Despite his failures in physical emotions, Ruka had successfully mastered emotions enough to keep a companion around like Kousuke.

He had a very animalistic snarl, yet Kousuke continued to laugh at him. They had been together for almost three days straight now, and Ruka's cold personality had already grown on him.

“There is no mockery ‘Shadow Boy’. Your attempts are cute, that's all.” Having been acquainted the few weeks before, Ruka had still not told Kousuke his name; giving him no choice but to give him a nickname.

Ruka huffed like an annoyed dragon puffing out smoke, he was not cute, he was mysterious.

“Can we try something else, Kousuke?” Ruka gave up on the idea of smiling, it was too hard since he had forgotten how when he was reborn.

Kousuke placed a finger on his chin, thinking about what ‘game’ to play.

“Do you want to laugh again?” Kousuke was good at jokes and tricks, he normally got people laughing quickly. Ruka grumbled childishly, pouting like a baby. “Okei, so no laughing.” He returned to thinking of something fun for both of them to do.

“What about sarcasm?” That was always fun for everyone, especially teenagers.

Sarcasm? Ruka had remembered that from the last time they had tried this. It seemed interesting and he remembered most of the roles they had done the last time. He nodded, agreeing to wanting to do sarcasm.