Shadow-Demigod

"No, this is fine for now. Perhaps later we can go out into my garden again. Would you enjoy that Kichi?" The boy smiled looking up at his knight for some agreement. He examined the food on his plate, seeing many different fruits and vegetables. He smiled happily discovering Ren and specially chosen a cherry and placed it on his tray, his absolute favorite thing to eat. "Yes, that would be delightful." Ren smiled his nice grin. "If you can, try to eat everything on your plate." He urged, sitting them down at the elaborate designed table, able to sit away from most of the guests. Ren sat beside him to the right, feeling able to relax with Kas

 I tossed and turned in my bed for almost an hour, my mind plagued with thoughts of the little half demon sleeping on my couch. I had watched him for nearly two hours the night before on the subway platform, before that man walked up to him. He'd been playing little gambling games with many of the riff-raff that was out at those hours of the night, taking most of their money quite easily. I knew he was conning them, but it didn't really matter as those who participated never truly realized how he'd managed the trick. I had seen his incredibly tactful slight of hand many times. Once he had packed away his gambling tools and the money he'd wo

 When I finally made it back to my room, I had gathered up all of my courage to sit down and have that talk with Sense. I needed him to know that it wasn't him that made me flinch, that it wasn't his feelings that did it. I needed to make him understand that it was simply an ingrained instinct now to flinch when someone reached for me or touched me. I wanted him to know that I wasn't weirded out by everything he had said and that I was grateful for everything he had done for me. "Sense!" I said as I entered the room, but stopped, immediately realizing he wasn't there. What was there was the bag of clothes  he had brought me from my house, s

 I fought not to return to consciousness, still feeling far too tired to be waking up. Still, I couldn't stop it and slowly let my eyes open. It was easier to move some of the most basic muscles now and I could blink more normally. I tried to raise a hand to rub the sleep out of my eyes, but the best I could do was make my fingers twitch. There was still the evil thing in my neck and the plastic tube running up my nose, but it seemed as if someone had been kind enough to cover my lower body with more than just a blanket. I heard a sigh and tried to turn my head to see the source. So much had changed since the last time my eyes were open. Th

 The small man was shaking like a brittle tree in a hurricane. His clothes were ragged and his skin sullen; with shaking hands, he adjusted his glasses. The two identical men in suits stood on either side of him, both with sunglasses and standing at attention. The man was kneeling on the tiled floor, staring at the man in front of him with terror. Akio, the Boss of the Neko Mafia, lounged on a black leather sofa in the middle of the room. Though his eyes were closed calmly, there was a distinct outline of a vein on his temple. The Boss was outraged and everyone in the room was enveloped in his menacing aura; some subordinates standing in th