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Violets and Fireflies

by Noizchild 0 reviews

Sumire reveals a secret to past Emiko and Hotaru gives present Emiko a strong gift.

Category: Yami no Matsuei - Rating: R - Genres: Drama,Romance - Published: 2012-02-03 - Updated: 2012-02-04 - 819 words - Complete


Chapter Thirty: Violets and Fireflies:

January 10th, 1962.

Emiko spent two years in the great open nothing between Heaven and Hell. She liked it there. No one bothered her. Nice and quiet all around her. Plus, she had her sexy friend to feed and visit her every day.

The butch demon sat waiting near the pond. The noon sun dimly shone through the dense fog. Time never really moved in this place. Must be nice…

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” a voice said in reality. Emiko quickly looked up. Sumire stood behind her, smiling. The butch demon smiled back.

“No,” she said. “In fact, you’re just in time.” She patted the moss next to her. Sumire instantly sat down.

“So,” Emiko said “What do we have today?”

“Apan!” her sexy friend cheered. “Nice and fresh from the oven.” The butch demon’s eyes lit up.

“Yummy!” she said. Emiko took a piece and bit in. Oh how she saw stars.

“Wow!” she said. “This is so good! God, I can’t remember the last time I had apan this good!” Sumire sat there with a nervous smile. Emiko noticed her face.

“What is it?” she asked. Her sexy friend swallowed a bit.

“You’re a demon, aren’t you?” she asked. Emiko paused.

“Yes,” she answered slowly. “Why?”

“You escaped from Hell?”


Sumire swallowed hard. Emiko reached down to her jeans her knife. The other woman quickly bowed her head.

“I won’t turn you in!” she blurted out. The butch demon froze.

“Huh?” she asked. Sumire lifted her head.

“I won’t turn you in!” she blurted out. The butch demon froze.

“Huh?” she asked. Sumire lifted her head.

“I won’t turn you in!”

“What do you mean?”

The woman pushed herself to keep talking. “You see, I’m an angel.”

Her friend blinked at her. “Say what?”

“I am an angel who patrols this area for escaped demons. My unit and I are supposed to send them back to Hell. But… But…”

“But what?”

Sumire didn’t answer in words. Instead, she rushed forward and kissed Emiko on the lips. The butch demon’s eyes widened in shock and delight. Okay…

Sumire climbed into her lap. Her knees came on either side of her. Emiko almost unconsciously took the angel into her arms. Sumire pushed her tongue into her mouth. She grabbed onto her own white shirt and began to slide it off. She got it up to her full breasts when Emiko pushed her off.

“What are you doing?” she asked. Sumire blinked at her with rosy cheeks.

“I’m sorry. I just…” she said. The butch demon held up her hand to her angel.

“Look,” she said. “I love you too, but we can’t be together.”

“Why not?” Sumire asked. “You’re a free woman now!”

“That’s not the point!” Emiko cried. Her hands began to tremble.

“I just don’t want you to become fallen!” she cried. Sumire watched her with big eyes.

“Emiko…” she mumbled. The butch demon lowered her head.

“Dirty as fuck!” she cursed softly. “Dirty as fuck! They all are!” Sumire lowered her head on her lover’s lap.

February 1st, 2010.

Emiko awoke to heavy chatter early in the morning. She fluttered her eyes open and sat up. Huh? The butch demon wandered down the hall. She found her way to the living room.

“Hoto-chan,” Emiko mumbled half-awake. “Could you keep it down? I’m trying to sle—” The woman stopped mid-sentence as she looked. Her girlfriend and housemates sat with the seven leader of the revolution. Emiko blinked a few times.

“What… is this?” she asked. Hotaru sat up with a grin.

“There you are,” she said. “I was about to go up and fetch you. The meeting’s about to start.”

“But…” the butch demon let out. She looked at all of the men. They waited for her. Emiko blinked again.

“How?” she asked. Hotaru grinned.

“Guess!” she said. It didn’t take the butch leader long to get it.

“Oh…” Emiko mumbled. The leader gave her sheepish look.

“Your Hoto-chan is so pervasive,” Sam admitted. Sweat drop on Emiko’s head

“That she is,” she mumbled. Hotaru clapped her hands together.

“Right,” she said. “Shall we begin?”

“Yes,” the crew replied.

“Okay,” the loli demon spoke. She nudged her head over at Emiko.

“Take a seat,” Hotaru said. “Give us your plans, commander.” Emiko felt like flying in that moment. She nodded once.

“Yeah!” the butch demon said. She took her seat at the head of the table.

“Good,” Emiko said at least. Hotaru handed her the folder. The demons began their meeting to overthrow Hell. As she spoke, Emiko smiled the smile time.

Sumire-chan, Hotaru-chan, I will bring freedom to love through this war! You can bank on that!

Yet another wave of blood came crashing violently close to all of Tokyo.
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