Only the story belongs to me. You look like none other than the King of video game Trolls: Terumi.

Enjoy.

You were viciously killing a random zombie you had found. And by viciously I mean you had stabbed through the face, tripped it, and now you were stomping on the knife making it go deeper into the skull. After your bloodlust had worn off you brushed the dust off your shirt and walked away. You looked at a sign and read it.

(Y/N): "Daten City." Hmm. Maybe someone in this city can satisfy this hunger I'm feeling.

You walked through the city hoping for something to happen.

????: HEY YOU!

You looked towards the sound of the voice and saw a Bruce Lee wannabe.

(Y/N): Why, if it isn't my "old friend" Hon Fu.

Hon: I've finally caught up with you after three months, and now you're coming with me.

(Y/N): Why do you feel the need to arrest me again?

Hon: I... Don't remember.

(Y/N): Then why are going through this whole stupid song and dance?

Hon: Because I'm determined to prove that justice always prevails!

(Y/N): Alright, let's just get this over with. And remember, YOU asked for this.

one ass beating later

You stomped on Hon's broken and bruised body a couple times before kicking him away like a soccer ball. Then you left, or tried to since the very moment you turned around something hit you in the back of the head, knocking you out cold. You woke up in what looked like the interrogation room of a police station, and you would know. You saw that at the other end of the table you were sitting at was two people, or rather demons. You sat there looking at them with them looking back at you. Then you finally broke the silence.

(Y/N): Should I start, or are we just going to sit here and stare at each other?

Blue-haired demon: You could start by telling us who you are.

(Y/N): Okay. I'm (Y/N) (L/N), but my friends like to call me Terumi.

Blue-haired demon: Interesting. (slams fist on table) NOW TELL US THE TRUTH!

The one with green hair put a hand on her shoulder indicating her to sit down.

Green-haired demon: Sister, there's no need to be rude. Mr. (L/N) isn't our prisoner, he's our guest. I am Scanty and this in my sister Kneesocks.

(Y/N): (sarcastically) Charmed.

Scanty: Excuse my sister's disbelief. You see there is another person who lives in this city by your name.

You raised an eyebrow.

(Y/N): Excuse me?

Scanty put two manila folders on the table. You opened the first one. Inside it was every bit of information recorded about you. Date of birth, medical records, fingerprints, etc. Then you opened the second one, the pictures in it were of a man around the same age and height as you wearing a suit and fedora, in a few pictures he was with some random blonde chick.

(Y/N): What does this guy have to do with me?

Scanty: Read the next part aloud.

(Y/N): Name: (Y/N) "Hazama" (L/N). So? My name's not that uncommon where I come from.

Scanty: Keep reading.

(Y/N): Date of birth: (your birthday). Hair color: (your hair color). Eye color: (E/c). Blood type: AB+. Special notes (starts to slow down): Subject is masterfully skilled with butterfly knives and is able to create a green energy to use as a form of attack as well as summon chains with appearances comparable to those of a snake.

Scanty: We took a sample of your DNA while you were sleeping and had it tested with his. Here are the results.

She handed you a piece of paper with two pictures on it. The one on the right was yours and the one on the left was his. Your eyes widened when you saw them, they were exactly the same.

(Y/N): WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?

Kneesocks: (fixes glasses) There are two possible answers. One, the two of you are identical twins.

Scanty: Or two, you are a demonic version of him. Like I am to the insufferable woman he's with in those pictures.

She finished the last part grinding her teeth.

(Y/N): (laughs softly) When can I start?

After that you began to work with them. They introduced you to their father and you immediately knew that you didn't like him. You spent most of your time behind the scenes watching "Hazama" (as you came to call him) from afar, an example being the casino incident you stayed in the control room with Scanty watching Panty and Stocking flounder at the roulette table. The two of you found yourselves laughing at their desperation. You realized that the whole time you were with Scanty that hunger you were feeling vanished.

(Y/N): (in head) I can't be falling in love with her. Can I? Was that hunger loneliness?

After that plan failed you decided to do something you hadn't ever done before. You put your hand on Scanty's back and gave her a few consoling pats. After that she moved closer to you and leaned towards you resting her head on your shoulder you moved your hand to her shoulder as she quietly sobbed onto yours. After every failure this escalated it went from that to holding your hand, then to hugging your arm, then burying her face into the crook of your neck, then to staying up late with her watching TV and eating banana splits, then she would ask you to hold her when she finished her ice cream, and finally she would lay against your chest with your arms wrapped around her while you were watching TV. Tonight was Saturday, or "Anime night" as the two of you had started to call it. The two of you did this every Saturday regardless of that day's events and always had a great time. You enjoyed Scanty's company, and had a genuinely kind heart when you were with her although that was a different story when you needed to fight for her. When that happened you would revert back to your old vicious and violent ways. Scanty laid against you and poked your arm trying to get your attention.

Scanty: (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Yeah Scanty?

Scanty: Could you sleep with me tonight?

(Y/N): Of course, anything for you.

She smiled and the two of you went back to your anime. Once you finished the shows the two of you got ready for bed. You put on a loose shirt and some baggy sweatpants while Scanty changed into some expensive silk pajamas. You got under the covers with her and held her close to you. She happily hugged back and snuggled into you.

(Y/N): Goodnight Scanty.

Scanty: Goodnight (Y/N).

Scanty: I love you (Y/N).

(Y/N): And I you, my little demon.

You kissed her on the cheek and she smiled. After that the two of you fell asleep. The next morning you woke up and shared a passionate kiss with each other.

(Y/N): So, does this mean we're?

Scanty: Absolutely.

After that the two of you became near-inseparable. Wherever she went you would follow. Wherever you went she would follow. Everything was normal, in fact you had actually forgotten about your twin. That is until one day you had decided to jump in during a fight with the Anarchy sisters. You stood in front of Scanty and Kneesocks with your hands in your pockets. Then a figure walked between Panty and Stocking and looked at you before straightening his tie.

Hazama (Y/N): Oh. I do look forward to this.

Terumi (Y/N): What the Hell's gonna happen?