" I'll kill him...I'll kill him..I'll kill him". A sigh, a shuffle, and a few creaks of vinyl sounded over the mindless chant of the purple haired demon seated alone on the quiet roof of a rather dilapidated looking churchhouse which sliced through the still air like a crazed mantra. "I'm going to KILL that damned clown!"
Vocal muttered and picked at one of the thick, rotted tiles beneath him with a long fingernail. For once in his long life ( oh so long..) The Criminal felt helpless, and confused. Completely at the mercy of his throbbing head and the one small (okay..large) fact he was trying to avoid so thouroughly. That damned clown..and his genki genki face...that mask...Orgel the Netherworlds Clown. The genki face, so like his, but so different.This helplessness was alien to the Mazoku, in all his years, how many now?...certianly more than 500, nothing had ever made him feel this way. Ever. Not Bass that bastard, not the Mutt...not even Kaestra-sama. And THIS Mazoku didnt like it..not one bit at all, andd it was all HIS fault.
All Orgels fault for the captivation he held over The Sinner. It was all his fault...wasn't it? "Damn cackling moron, I swear it, I'll KILL him!" Vocal ripped his new tile plaything off the roof and pelted a passerby with the offending object. The right corner of his mouth pulled up over his canine in a slight, wicked grin at the startled yelp and apparent confusion of the young man he had hit, but just as soon as it had come, drained from his face..
"He would have though that was DAMNED funny..." Vocal blinked and scowled at his statement. How could he forget it? How could he avoid it? He let his body shut down to allow his mind to grapple with the concept a moment."I'ts more fun with Orgel around..."
The mind had lost. The concept, won.
You're no fun Vocal-sama, no fun at all
Maybe Orgel...was right. Orgel was tolerant of him, always taking his beatings and coming up laughing. Brave enough to confront Vocal even though the Mazoku had enough power to rival Bass (that bastard, I'll kill him yet..) even Kaestra-sama, and when you got right down to it...what WAS Orgel? 'He' was a simple clown mask...no body of its own, a parasitic creature dependant apon its host body...easily just shattered...no more in existant. Oh yes, Orgel was VERY tolerant of him, but HE...he treated Orgel like less than shit. An annoyance, a thing to be disgusted.It was as if it was Vocal's sworn duty to drop his Ball-n-chain (damn Bass to hell!) on Orgel's host cranium at least once a day. But why? Why did he do this to Orgel? After all..he..no, it wouldn't be admitted. So THAT's why he hates Orgel so? Because Orgel had power over Vocal? This made Vocal feel threatened.
And what better way to get rid of a threat than with a bigger threat?
"Oi, Vocal-sama! What are you doing up here, I thought we where going off to look for Hamel-no-baka? What's the fun in sitting here?" The object of Vocal's strife came bounding happily up the rooftop, swinging his Harp-scythe haphazardly in sync with his swaying jesters cap. The mask that was Orgels true existance propped up apon the aqua hair of the host body...and god was he beautiful, his face plastered with a giant genki grin and a large cordial chuckle.
"Stop laughing you damned clown! I'l kill ya!"
Orgel cringed away visibly at the harsh tones of annoyance in Vocal's voice (but was there something else there?) and muffled his laughter as directed."..but what's the fun in that Vocal-sama?"
No fun, no fun at all
That was it, Vocal cracked
The purple haired Mazoku kicked the clown in the shins, sending him toppling over one side of the roofing and burried his face angrily in both hands. Why did Orgel do this to him? Why did he make Vocal hit him like that? Baka, and if that wasn't bad enough, there he was again,, ne'er acknowledging his feelings to Orgel, or Orgel's feelings, period. He never wanted to hurt the poor jesting demon, he never wanted to hit him. He wanted Orgel to be happy, to be genki...dear unholy gods of blackest hell...he LOVED Orgel.
"WAUUUGHHH! VOCAL-SAMAAA!" Orgel protested loudly and scrambled to try and right himself with a whimper.
"No fun at all Vocal-sama..no fun at ALL...."
no fun, you're NO FUN!
Quietly, and forcibly, Orgel peeked over at the silent Vocal. The Demon had to admit that Vocal was seldom ever quiet, normally laughing, shouting, or brooding over Bass-sama...and to tell the truth, The mask was terrified, the body was terrified, all of Orgel simply...froze.
Vocal's form had been still up till now, but by this time, it had started to shake, convulse with something.
"Vocal-sama?"
Orgel blinked as an almost tangible noise echoed from Vocal's chest, soft at first, but gaining in intensity. Vocal was laughing. No. Not just laughing, but cackling like a mad ringmaster at the head of the Hell's orchestrated circus.
Now don't get Orgel wrong, He'd seen and heard Vocal cackle before, and he did it alot, almost habitually. But this time..it was different. Vocal's laugh had always been filled with pride, strenght, blood-lust, and boldness....now, all Orgel could sense in it was pure, unadulterated insanity, or could that possibly be? Kaestra-sama, was that HURT? in the biting tones of Vocal's baritone.
"V-v-ocal....sama?"
YOU'RE NO FUN!
Suddenly the laughter died completely and Vocal returned his head to his palms.
Orgel was hit by the proverbial pie to the face. The Sinner was crying...The Criminal was crying...Vocal was CRYING! Rolling with body-wracking sobs Orgel simply could NOT beleive his eyes, there before him, was one of the strongest Mazoku that ever tread soil air or earth, doing something he hadn't done in centuries.
Vocal was crying.
The Sinner was cying, and as far as the entity known as Orgel knew, this demon didn't cry.
I HATE YOU VOCAL!
"Orgel..."
The word grazed Orgel's ears softly, as if the breath of a dying creature. "Hai....Vocal-sama?" Vocal half-whimpered, half-leered over at Orgel.
"Look asshole, I don't want to kill you..."
Orgel gulped. This wasn't like Vocal-sama at all, first crying...now he WASN'T threatening his life? This couldn't bee good at all...what was Vocal going to do to him now?.....
anou...Vocal-sama, you don't want me dead?" What could he possibly want then? did he just like seeing him in pain?
"That's what I said, isn't it? stupid clown..and DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO SHUT UP? I'll KILL ya!" Vocal went fo a swipe at the smaller demons uncovered, unprotected face, but hastily wwithdrew it with a second trembling hand at the sight of Orgel's wincing. He was trying to do it again, wasn't he? Well Vocal-sama doesn't give in that easily! after all, he didn't think of himself as one of the strongest Mazoku out there (che..THE strongest) for nothing, did he?
You're always so mean to me, no fun at all!
"Gomen, Orgel."
Orgel facefaulted.
Alright theen, assess the situation. Vocal-sama just cried, informed me that I WASN'T going to die,and..appologized? Orgel didn't know weather to run away screaming or chock up one for himself by actually being able to drive VOCAL insane.
"Vocal-sama, Daijoubu ka?"
"IIE."
"Well, I was only wondering because....you've been acting a bit strange lately" Understatement of the century.
"Jackass." Leave before I'm tempted to hit you...or hug you. Vocal couldn't help but want to kiss the clown. Orgel had asked him if he was alright, was Orgel actually worried about him?
Did Orgel care?
"Didn't know you cared Orgel-chan." Vocal sounded serious.
Was Orgel? did he care about his abuser? To tell the truth, he did, chock another one up for masochism, but the demon ENJOYED the fact that he was something to Vocal, even if only a punching bag. Bass wwouldn't care if Orgel was no longer around. To Bass he was simply another pawn in a giant game of Conquest. If Orgel died..no, was destroyed, The Hell King wouldn't give it a second thought, and get a new demon to take his place. He really WAS a bastard, wasn't he Vocal-sama? But Vocal, now him, at least Vocal would be grumpy for a few weeks if Orgel where gone, and he'd likely not replace the clown with someone else as his personal toy. Who else gave him so many chances to whack them upside the skull?
Should Vocal tell Orgel how he felt? The Mazoku just didn't know. What if he scared Orgel away? what if he was angry...what if he never talked to him again.?
What if Orgel would hate him?
I don't know WHY Bass-sama EVER sent me with you Vocal, you're no fun at all!
Vocal didn't know why HE cared how Orgel felt, why should Orgel care about him any more? But how could he know if he never told Orgel how he felt about him? He'd never know what the Jester would do.
You never know, he might like him, right?
"Orgel."
"Hai, Vocal-sama superstar?"
"Orgel...I...I...I...I"
The next thing that came flying off the rooftops towards the ground below was a chimney, which landed in the midddle of the street amongst the screaming denizens with a hollow thud and a spray of brick. Kodak moment, wasn't it?
"Vocal-sama!?"
Damnit all. He hadn't been able to say it,he hadn't been able to tell Orgel that he loved him.
His will was much stronger than that. Vocal wouldn't let something as simply as his unsureity stand in his way. He WOULD tell Orgel, and he'dd tell him NOW.
"OrgelyougoddamnedbastardIloveyou!"
Yes, Vocal-sama was stronger than that.
THAT was unexpected. had Orgel just heard that right?...did the Sinner just tell him...that he loved him? Well that certianly would explain Vocal's recent behavior.
To Orgel, that explained everything.
Yes, Orgel had it all figured out now. No wonder Vocal acted the way he did if he had loved Orgel, and not loathed him. Vocal had never conveyed his feelings to others beefore. No, he expressed what he felt well, and Orgel knew some of his worst, he knew Vocal's plentiful pride, ego, anger and remorse (too damn well.) but Vocal had never, in as long as the clown had knowwn him, let some of his more positive feelings show. Sure he had seen Vocal happy, in fact Vocal was pretty much happy twenty four hours a day, seven days a week, but Orgel had never seen Vocal truly contented. Never once had he seen Vocal content, sad, calm, or social. Never once.
Had anyone ever really seen Vocal before?
So now that Orgel was thinking about it, it made peerfect sense. Vocal was not unlike a small child emotionally, he always set up his borders of protection, perhaps he didn't want to be hurt? Always with his borders, but he was still vulnerable somewhere, deep down, in the blackest recesses of his being. Vocal was a child, prone to temper tantrums, hissy fits, grumps, and maybe even puppy love. Yes, puppy love, treated like a youth Like a little boy with an infatuation with the cute little schoolgirl who sat next to him in class, Vocal had teased, abused, taunted, and otherwise vied for Orgel's complete attentions in some warped display of effection.
Maybe Orgel wasn't the only one wearing masks?
Orgel blinked over at the purple-haired demon in front of him. Vocal was crying again. A not uncute sound.
Orgel almost wanted to hold him like some sort of giant demonic stuffed animal.
"Vocal-sama you...said you LOVED me...didn't you?"
"hai.." The voice was catching in the back of Vocal's throat, resulting in a short hiccuping fit. "Hai, sou desu...Ai Shiteru."
Orgel catiously madee his way over the crest of the roof towards Vocal on hands and knees. Somehow, he didn't think Vocal was going to hit him this time.
Authors Notes: yes yes YEEES, I know the characters are minorly OOC, GIMME A BREAK I HAVE MAH' ARTISTIC LISCENCE O.O; anyway, I know this isn't everyones cup o' tea, but this is for all you Vocal and Shonen Ai fanatics out there *>.>@half of the VoH Yahoo! Club* *koff koff* Maruko *koff*
and yes =D
It was me with the Tomatoes of COURSE ^^ I get you on the clubs, I get you in your fics, and now I'm getting you in MINE O.O *snickers and unloads the ripe red fruit* oooohohohohoho *koffhack wheeze* x_X
