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i can’t believe i’m getting my footing for kou on meme sunday. ANYWAY. call for minis/sentence starters! capping at 10 but i’ll be selective probably because i suck 

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Ah, yes. The actual fighting, the thing that made this city cower. Kou could do some damage, but even he wasn’t stupid enough to underestimate a full trained militia. Even vampirism had its limits when posed against some of these other beings. Not in intimidation but recognition did he notice Ivlis’s newfound strength. Only a fool would ignore that kind of fire, literal and otherwise! ♪

Safely, he floated above. He was content watching, for now, an amused smile on his face. How entertaining! And the other’s little attitude was just enough that he only felt slightly irritated. ♪

“How rude. And when I’m being so nice? You forget your manners even now, Akuma-kun~.” But he smiled, sharp teeth snapping together as he loomed and observed. “You act like there is something to be afraid of! That’s funny, you know...~.” Hilarious, even -- he couldn’t help but laugh again! ♪

“Are you really so scared of what you might see in your reflection, Akuma-kuuuun?” ♪

      - - - - - ⇢ “I didn’t, thanks.” 

The situation stresses Ivlis out considerably. High above the city’s night-scape, a reflection thereof existed. If Ivlis himself were not the one gazing into the sky, then it would have been a frightening thing to bear witness to. Impending chaos looms within the Hive’s nighttime setting; already having been involved with an invasion from their world to this one. A familiar endeavor, he would guess. 

This is what ambitious Devils do in their spare time. Invade and conquer.

A crimson blaze is left behind from Ivlis’s own attack, its luminescence as it burns away an assailant’s corpse being the one thing that truly illuminates this small vicinity. Tail flickering in sheer agitation, the Devil’s case is fully cast upon the vampire’s general presence.

“Why would anyone miss ya? Listen, you little shit, I don’t have time ta’ deal with ya.” “NPC’s” as they were called barely posed a threat to the flame world’s Devil. Not when they burned so easily. 

“Shouldn’t ya be home cryin’ to yer brother or somethin’? Let the big boys play a little bit more.”

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Loved ones? Surprisingly, Kou did have something like that. ♪

A broken little family formed not of blood, but of principle. Circumstance. Brought together by a desperate need to survive, a second chance that humanity alone would not offer. Though strange in their fruition, the bone was, at its core, completely genuine. The heart he no longer possessed felt love for his brothers, the companions who were perhaps the only ones who would ever understand the depth of his suffering... they had in their own way felt it, too. ♪

But they never talked of this. They never discussed it. This understanding came almost subconsciously, a need to help one another that required not words but actions alone. Words that followed were a rare occasion... something deep within him wondered if this time he would have to speak. And this is perhaps what lead him to seek the other out almost immediately. ♪

He did not possess the fear the others did. But what of Yuma? Though it was only the two of them, in this place Kou was the eldest; Ruki’s responsibilities became his, as natural as the passing of time. There was something oddly paternal about it, not that he even realized it himself. Finding the other’s residence rather easily, Kou wasted no moment slamming on the door. ♪

“Yuuuuma-kun! Open up, it’s KOU! Don’t you wanna see your brother before the world’s gonna end!?” Slam slam slam. ♪

“YUUUU--MAAAA--KUN!” ♪

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How interesting. How lovely, even. The world was to end? Just like that? ♪

He laughed in the face of the prospect. ♪

In many ways, he had experienced this before, but above him did not hang a red moon but a supposed opposite: a blue sky. Happiness and hope, a heaven that was always just out of reach, him being forced into the dark like the underling he was. A plaything to be used and abused, underneath a sky that mocked him in its beauty did Kou’s human life end. Abandoning humanity, trading morality... from the barren ashes came his true form. And he loved this version of himself, didn’t he? ♪

Didn’t he? ♪

But regardless of answer, he did not consider these thoughts now. They remain untouched in his subconscious, merely brushed with mental fingertips as he saw others tremble. Fear. Cowardice. Around him the world truly crumbled, but... he was fine. Just fine. Among other things he was gifted his flight, of which he now floated over the chaos. It was quite amusing -- he would have to find Yuma later to be sure the buffoon could handle himself, as well (certainly not to check up on him) -- but what amused him right off the bat was a familiar face. One that would be oh so glad to see him. Call it luck, call it fate... Kou didn’t exactly believe in either. ♪

“Aaah~? Look who it is!” He called from the sky, his laugh cutting the dark air like a haunting bell. “You weren’t kidding about your identity, Akuma-kun. A fully realized little devil, right before my eyes! How lucky for me...~ and you, too.” ♪

He approached closer, hovering with a smile. ♪

“Did you miss me~?” ♪

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And there goes a banana, hurdling towards his face. Though not given the absolute maximum of his reflexes in this place, he was still able to awkwardly catch the object with relative ease. Not his favorite, but he smiled anyway. Malicious, of course -- she needed to realize her mistake. ♪

“Ahh? What a klutz!” He peeled it in front of her, raising his brows. “Clumsy girls are veeeery unattractive, you know.” CHOMP. ♪

“Finder’s keepers~.” Stupid girl. ♪

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The shopping district was definitely what he cared for most. It was perhaps what reminded him most of his “human” career, something that usually brought him joy. As an idol, he was constantly paid all kinds of attention -- in school, around town, everywhere. Here, he was nothing. A face in the crowd. Another science experiment. He didn’t like that at all. ♪ 

But surrounded by clothing and noise, bright colors and chatter... yes. Yes. He liked that very much. It was the closest thing to normality in a place that was completely abnormal and honestly reminded him of a time he wanted to forget. No... no. He would not be made the fool again. He would not be taken advantage of like that again... he had vowed long ago that it would be he to dominate in this world. Even if this was not his world, per say, his second chance did not stop here. It would all be on his terms. ♪ 

...Ah. And it seemed to be working in his favor already. ♪ 

The fragile lamb in his sights once more. He smiled down at her -- about to yell, honestly, at whatever poor fuck had run into him in the first place -- but upon seeing her, his face melted. His plaything of moments past, a human girl with rich and delicious blood that had fallen into their collective laps. Eve, the girl who was to choose her Adam. He had surely missed... playing. ♪ 

“Huh? That face~... aren’t you so happy to see me, M Neko-chan?” Another knowing grin, sharp teeth sizing her up immediately. Her skin, fair and empty of markings... for now, that is. He grabbed her wrist with ease -- grip hard and firm -- straightening her to look up at him. She should know to look at him directly. Stupid. “I makes me so happy to see you... you must feel the same~.” ♪ 

She had no choice, after all. ♪ 

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Hm hm~.  ♪ 

Stinks like rich pureblood in here.  ♪ 

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You’re alone and angry and there                                                   is  n o t h i n g in the world                                                                                                      that is ever gonna change that

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Noooo~. Stupid, I’m a very real idol! ♪ 

- - - - - ⇢ What charms. You’re a fake bishounen idol.

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As if you could do anything to resist my charms... ♪ 

 - - - - - ⇢ Keep telling yourself that, idol boy.

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Of course you are~. ♪ 

You are anything I want you to be because you are my property, Akuma-kun. ♪ 

  - - - - - ⇢ I’m not your plaything!

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Ah~. There he is. ♪ 

My little plaything. ♪ 

   - - - - - ⇢ Bye.

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Underestimation. This was always such a problem. ♪

His size, his stature, his beautiful face, his sweet voice. Despite his talent in deception, these were all problems, for they all allowed him to be underestimated. Undermined. Unimpressed. Yes, that last one especially. It ground in the very recesses of his mind, burying his good intention with the darkest, blackest hate. Hatred. He hated people like this. ♪

And this world hated him as well. This world had been unimpressed with him from the very beginning, from his first moments in the sewer to the very circumstances he could now call the present. A pity, really, that this absolute buffoon felt the need to exercise this supposed dominance over him, as if he was somehow better. They always thought they were better. They always were not. His words had been the truth, unabashed. Kou was better. He had fought to be the best, the very best he could be. No longer a child of innocence, dreaming of a blue sky. Those dreams were dead. ♪

He had killed them. And so did people like this Joseph Joestar. ♪

Disgusting. Disgusting! His voice, that annoying voice like daggers in his ears. Pounding, pounding, shut up, just shut the fuck up! His entire presence was an invasion in his peace; it reminded him of his past, everything he hated about his life and himself. Yes, he hated himself. But nobody would ever know that. Not even his brothers, although he sometimes wondered if they had already knew. Shut up, shut up--He would exercise the world's hatred before ever admitting his own. This was always how he operated. His anger was fever pitch, teeth grinding, jaw clenching and unclenching. This fool knew nothing and yet he continued to defy him!? Shut up, just shut up, shut the fuck-- ♪

His body moved faster than his rapid thoughts, in his actions a new violence. It was hardly playful, this time; despite his size, his anger would allow the other to be slammed to the nearest wall by his shoulders, a hand moving to curve around his neck. His fat neck full of putrid blood, a means of hurting him... ah, but that was too easy. Too easy, too easy, Kou was better than such an obvious target. He had better plans. Always better. ♪

Always so much better. ♪

"You really are... stupid." His voice was grave, void of its musicality. "Talking so much... you like talking so much, Meathead-kun... you simply won't listen... ......kind I am, so very kind, I... I will make it... easier!" The last word came as a growl of sorts; with the knife poised in his opposite hand, he sliced along the corner of Joseph's mouth, extending out to just under his cheekbone. "Keep talking, don't you want to keep talking for me!? Talk louder for me!" And on the other side, now, jagged ever more as his hand shook and his smile seemed to rip into his own lips as well. A glasgow grin bathed in blood. "Talk, talk with that damn mouth of yours!" ♪

And Joseph was thrown to the ground, now. Empty of remorse he kicked against Joseph's stomach, relishing any screams or groans of pain the other delivered. The cuts would hurt more that way, his kicks relentless. "Louder, louder! I know you can talk louder! Ahaha, that big fuckin' mouth--I've made it so easy for you!" Kick. Kick. Kick-- "Scream, you damn fool, ahaha~!" A momentary cease as he collected himself, his chest rising and falling heavily. What a rush, a wonderful rush he had almost missed in a way... such an amazing rush that he didn't seem to notice his sloppy cuts having also cut some of his hand, as well. No matter. ♪

Crouching, he grabbed Joseph by the hair. That look in his eyes, oh that lovely distant look! Kou couldn't help but smile again. "... ...I had so much... fun. So much fun~. ... ...I love that look. You have truly failed, ne~?" A harder pull. "... ...Never underestimate me, Meathead-kun..." ♪

".... Never." ♪

steak knives ♪ joseph