ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪx ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 28/11/21
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"Akaza-dono! You came I feel so happy!~" Douma exclaimed proudly, seated upon a rather extravagant throne surrounded by the body parts of mostly women. The room was very posh, gold engravings decorated the walls as a embroidered futon stood on the right.

Akaza was currently in the den of Douma's cult. He had been requested by the second upper moon himself to come, and after all due to the difference in power and hierarchy; Akaza was forced to come. Don't get him wrong, he absolutely hated Douma. He would've never come here by his own choice.

"What do you want. Why did I have to come here" Akaza demanded, he was in no mood for playing games; the poor demon had just had a tiring day of hiding from hashira's underneath a bed.

"Come sit. I don't bite" Douma have the male a toothy smile.

"Yes you do."

"Not literally you doofus, just sit down"

"Fine" Akaza groaned and sat on the blood stained futon, his face plastered with a mixture of boredom and annoyance.

Douma smiled and took out his fans, covering his smirk as he eyed the male "I'm leaving if you don't hurry up. I didn't want to come here but I hadn't a choice" he growled, preparing to swing at the higher up demon.

Douma giggled and stood up from his chair, sitting down on the futon very close to Akaza, it was enough to make the pink haired demon uncomfortable. "Let's play a game Akaza-dono, if I win you have to do whatever I say!" Douma's face grew in colour by the mere thought.

Akaza groaned "you're so troublesome. What's in it for me if I win?" The demon hated Douma, however if there was any chance he could up him on the ranks then Akaza would never turn down the offer.

"Whatever you want!~"

Akaza hummed "give me your spot as upper moon two"

"It's a deal!" Douma knew he was going to win, after all he was much more powerful than the other so he wasn't worried about loosing this game "so what're we playing?"

Douma smiled and waved his fans around "kill this woman and you win. Simple" In an instant one of Douma's cult member entered the room with a look of terror, they never knew what went on inside this room; but whenever someone went in they never came out.

"You bastard! You know I don't kill women" Akaza growled, pinning Douma to the futon by his throat "But you already agreed Akaza-dono! Does that mean I win?" Douma coughed as Akaza's hands grew tighter around his neck.

"I should've known you'd pull something like that. Well a deal is a deal" Akaza forced out and let go, making the cult leader yell out in delight "brilliant! Now... I don't need you anymore" his eyes narrowed as he threw his fan at the woman, chopping off her head in one go.

Akaza growled at the sight, he really did despise Douma with everything he had.

"Now that we're alone again! You have to do anything I say right Akaza-dono, tsu tsu~ how gullible" he teased, poking the demon's cheek with the tip of his fan. Akaza gritted his teeth and swung his fist, cutting off Douma's arm in a second.

"Now that's not very nice, you've got to do as I say and I say stop being mean" Douma make pouted as he arm grew back, picking up his fan off the floor once it had done so.

"I've got places to be. Hurry up"

"And where's that? From my observations you haven't been eating any humans recently, however I can smell some blood on you. Not very much though" Douma didn't seem like it but he was very cleaver, almost frighteningly cleaver in some aspects.

"That's none of your business, fuck off" Akaza swung his fist again in the intention to cut off half Douma's head but his fist came to a firm stop when Douma caught it with his fan "now now, Akaza-dono I'll get to the point. Have sex with me"

"What the fuck did you just say?" Akaza stuck his finger in his ear to exaggerate his point "I wanna try it out with a man and I'm sure you're experienced right?" Douma pressed his fan against Akaza's cheek, drawing a little blood.

The third moon watched in disgust as Douma licked his blood off his fan, face growing red as he did so "and what makes you think I'm experienced with men bastard, even if I was I'd never do it with you" Akaza was repulsed.

"You've no place to refuse, our deal remember?~ plus just look at you. There's no way you haven't done it with a man" Douma smirked as his eyes traveled the other demon's torso.

"Fuck off. Ain't no way, yes I've done it with a man but never will I do it with someone like you" Akaza fake gagged to get on Douma's nerves.

"I'll just have to force you then. How's that?" In a second, Douma grabbed Akaza's hands and pushed them on the futon; sitting on Akaza's waist to pin him to the furniture "oi! Get off dumbass! Fuck off move!" Akaza thrashed underneath the male, however the strength difference was obvious.

"Relax Akaza-dono... I won't be too rough" Douma grinned as he took his fan in his free hand and stabbed it through Akaza's back, keeping him pinned to the futon as Douma worked his hands down the other's waist while gently pulling his baggy trousers down.

"Fuck off! Ack..." Akaza coughed blood from the fan impaling his organs, his mind foggy with rage.

"Hmm is this how you do it?" Douma's sadistic smile grew in pleasure as he groped Akaza's ass, his sharp blue nails digging the soft pale flesh; vivid red blood seeping from the wound. Douma bent down and licked up the streaking blood, his hot tongue making the other groan in pain.

"Get off- I'll kill you I swear it.."

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Akaza stumbled out of Douma's cult grounds, his whole body aching despite the regeneration. He looked a mess, hair standing up unevenly as his trousers sat messily on his hips.

"That bastard... I'm gunna kill him" Akaza whispered to himself as he stumbled through the woods, tripping over roots and branched of all sorts; stomach grumbling terribly.

"Creep. He's a creep, I hate him. I hate him, I hate him." Akaza gritted his teeth at being so badly humiliated, he felt so weak. He needed blood. He needed Kyojuro, Akaza could trust the male.

The upper moon continued to think of death threats towards the other demon all the way till he was at the butterfly mansion. It was around midnight so it was still quiet, Kyojuro was possibly asleep.

Akaza could feel his head going light, legs trembling as he used what was left of his strength to jump up to Rengoku's window and bang his hand on the glass.

The pillar who was sleeping peacefully jerked awake, hand grabbing his Kantana out of reflex.

"Akaza..." he whispered upon seeing the demon collapsed on his balcony, Rengoku made quick work of hobbling over to the window as fast as he could, pushing it open while picking up Akaza with great effort. After all he was still weak from the injuries.

"Hey... are you ok? Wake up come on" Rengoku panicked as he placed Akaza on his bed, growing more worried the longer he stayed still.

"Shit shit... Uhh" the pillar was at a cross road as to what he should do when the sudden realisation came to mind. Taking his sword, Rengoku rolled up his sleeve and pressed the blade against his wrist; slicing his own arm open and opening Akaza's mouth with his free hand - letting the blood freely pour into his mouth.

"Wake up, come on" Rengoku's face was contorted with worry, however all that disappeared when Akaza's body sprung up; his muscular arms wrapping around the pillar's body in a flash.

"Woah! Are you... alright?" Rengoku was uncertain as to why he was actually helping the demon, though he returned the embrace nonetheless.

"Thank you Kyojuro" Akaza mumbled into the slayer's neck, burying his face farther into Rengoku's warmth.

The male was unsure as to what happened, Akaza had only just left when the sun went down and he had already come back - and in such a state as well.

"What happened?" He dared to ask the question.

However he only received silence from the demon, Akaza's arms only growing tighter around him as time passed. If they hadn't established their deal, Kyojuro might have thought Akaza was trying to slowly suffocate him to death.

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