Aiba had had a pretty okay weekend. He'd spent it with Sho, enjoying the time they would get to spend together before the week started again and Sho's work took over once more. They had come to a consensus about his deal, the two of them. It was now on Aiba to do what he needed to do.
He still wasn't really thrilled about it, but at this point, Aiba just wanted to get it over with.
He was just finding the strength of energy to head downstairs, because Misono was waiting on him, he had to take over for her. Hey, maybe a potential deal would walk right into the shop! Hard to catch it if he wasn't down there manning the counter like always. He was ready to get moving when he felt a familiar force of warm and golden and sparkling and Aiba knew what that was, the feeling of it. Misono was getting him lucky
( ... )
She wasn't sure how lucky she'd got Aiba--her magic still resisted going to him and it was hard to measure out when she was working against it. More than ten minutes, probably less an hour. She trailed off at the end, forgetting to try to keep track of it because Aiba was stumbling down the stairs.
He didn't look very much different than he had when she'd last seen him and seeing him stumble wasn't that unsusual either. But something about him and the fact that he was taking the stairs instead of just popping through really threw her. And though he'd kind of almost told her to go home, she trailed him to the couch, dropping to sit beside it so that they were on a level and face to face. She reached out and brushed his hair away from his face, the sunny blond soft under her fingers. Then she laid her wrist against his forehead, feeling for a fever or some sort of clue as to what was going on. "What's the matter, Aiba-chan?"
Maybe Aiba's luck would include keeping out customers this evening so he wouldn't have to deal with them. Normally Aiba loved customers! Not to mention, he kind of needed them to keep the shop afloat, but...just this one night, Aiba begged that it would be quiet.
If he was really lucky, maybe it would help him find a deal and get through it with a minimal amount of complications.
Aiba sighed a little and a single strand of pale hair that had escaped Misono's brushing flew up from his face. He seemed to consider Misono a moment, and decided he needed to talk to someone about this. Keeping it all bottled up inside was really only making it worse. Once he started talking though, it was all flying out.
"It's...my deal," he began, chewing his lip anxiously. "I need to make one. Like right away. I'm already overdue. I have to find someone who needs something bad enough to make a deal with a demon for it, and then I have to have sex with them. And I talked to Sho about it so I think we're okay, but I still...I have to do it, and this
( ... )
Misono kept up with Aiba's explosion of words easily, stroking at his hair while he talked. She knew demons had deals in order to stay 'on Earth'--that they were tasked with certain jobs. She even knew that an incubus dealt in exchanges. But she wasn't used to thinking in those terms and the fact that he hadn't done a deal in all the time she'd known him hadn't registered.
"I should have noticed that you were at your limit," she sighed, smoothing her fingers over Aiba's hair again. "But--does it have to be something they really need? Couldn't it be just any thing they want?" But that... "But maybe that's no good. If it's the first time...for Sho-chan, maybe it'd be better if it was something really meaningful to that person. Something they couldn't get any other way, huh?"
She touched the faint frown line wrinkled across Aiba's brow. "It's too bad I can't do the deal with you."
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He still wasn't really thrilled about it, but at this point, Aiba just wanted to get it over with.
He was just finding the strength of energy to head downstairs, because Misono was waiting on him, he had to take over for her. Hey, maybe a potential deal would walk right into the shop! Hard to catch it if he wasn't down there manning the counter like always. He was ready to get moving when he felt a familiar force of warm and golden and sparkling and Aiba knew what that was, the feeling of it. Misono was getting him lucky ( ... )
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He didn't look very much different than he had when she'd last seen him and seeing him stumble wasn't that unsusual either. But something about him and the fact that he was taking the stairs instead of just popping through really threw her. And though he'd kind of almost told her to go home, she trailed him to the couch, dropping to sit beside it so that they were on a level and face to face. She reached out and brushed his hair away from his face, the sunny blond soft under her fingers. Then she laid her wrist against his forehead, feeling for a fever or some sort of clue as to what was going on. "What's the matter, Aiba-chan?"
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If he was really lucky, maybe it would help him find a deal and get through it with a minimal amount of complications.
Aiba sighed a little and a single strand of pale hair that had escaped Misono's brushing flew up from his face. He seemed to consider Misono a moment, and decided he needed to talk to someone about this. Keeping it all bottled up inside was really only making it worse. Once he started talking though, it was all flying out.
"It's...my deal," he began, chewing his lip anxiously. "I need to make one. Like right away. I'm already overdue. I have to find someone who needs something bad enough to make a deal with a demon for it, and then I have to have sex with them. And I talked to Sho about it so I think we're okay, but I still...I have to do it, and this ( ... )
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"I should have noticed that you were at your limit," she sighed, smoothing her fingers over Aiba's hair again. "But--does it have to be something they really need? Couldn't it be just any thing they want?" But that... "But maybe that's no good. If it's the first time...for Sho-chan, maybe it'd be better if it was something really meaningful to that person. Something they couldn't get any other way, huh?"
She touched the faint frown line wrinkled across Aiba's brow. "It's too bad I can't do the deal with you."
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