++Smooth Criminal++

[DemonicFox99]

Sylryl leaned back against the crate allowing Casticus to get comfortable. She ran her fingers through his tangled hair trying to ease his pain any way she could.

The older of the demon's words stung the younger. Absentmindedly he ran his fingers down her back thinking to himself about what she meant to him. Did he love her? Or was his mind replacing his previous mishap. His toughts spun and whirrled until they lulled him to sleep.

After only a few hours he awoke cold with a night mare slightly clinging to the selkie next to him. In the back of his mind he heard his father whisper. End it now before it kills her.

[Rikku_Feline]

The daylight was beginning to creep over the horizon, illuminating the tent that the kelpie slept in. He blinked his eyes, covering them with his sleeves for a moment to keep out the pinpricks of light that punctured the canvas. Eventually he gave up, groaning slightly like a child and rubbing his eyes. Slowly he rolled over to face the ceiling of the tent, big blue eyes droopy with sleep and pale face at rest. His hair was mussy from his sleep and his coat was disheveled. Slowly, very slowly he realized that he was still in the elf's lap. He looked up at her tiredly, muttering, "Goodmorning," as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Myfi twisted in her sleep, snuggling up to Kette and hiding inside his arms. His jacket was still wrapped around her as was her pelt. She yawned slightly, making a small squeaking noise before opening her bleary eyes.

[DemonicFox99]

The elf was laid back against the crate her eyes closed in a light slumber.

Kette noticed her awaken and tightened his hold on her, having been awake the entire night watching over her to escape his dreams. "Myfi?" He whispered to her to see if she was really awake.

[Rikku_Feline]

Casticus blinked several times, realizing the elf was still asleep. Slowly, he pushed himself into a sitting position, removing his dark green longcoat and draped it over the woman. He sat beside her, cross legged, and watched her as she slept.

"Hmm?" Myfi muttered, looking tiredly up at him.

[DemonicFox99]

She opened her eyes as if she hadnt been asleep at all, feeling the soft touch of his coat on her arms. "How are you feeling?"

The demon gently rubbed her back surprised she made it through the night without a nightmare. "How are you feeling?"

[Rikku_Feline]

"Better..." he muttered, examining her. He didn't particularly say much, simply watching her. He seemed tired, worn, and less like the person he was yesterday. It was almost as if part of him was missing.

Myfi wiggled slightly in his arms, finding her body sore and bruised. She winced, being perfectly still. "I am...alright..." she whispered.

[DemonicFox99]

The slender woman gazed into his eyes with her hypnotic ones, "What's troubling you?"

He ran his fingers up her body easing her wounds with his magic. "Can you travel today?" He sat up and leaned over her exposing his bare chest for the sun to pour warmly through the little holes in the tent and splay across his smooth tanned skin. His eyes looked tired and worried as they gazed at her.

[Rikku_Feline]

"Mo aingeal foluain ar shiúl..." he whispered, his accent getting thicker, wrapping around his words elegantly as his face fell towards the ground, a shadow falling over his half-lidded eyes.

Myfi nodded slightly. "Yes...I shall be fine, Kette..." She slowly sat up, examining the light bouncing off of their skin. She was a pure white color, like mist over a lake while Kette was a warm, sunlit shade.

[DemonicFox99]

She only shook her head not knowing exactly what he said but what he meant. "You have to let her go some time."

He gazed into her eyes feeling drawn in. His own eyes narrowed as he leaned closer to her lips his hand sliding up her back. He was only a breath away from her lips when his ribs erupted in pain causing him to double over resting his head on her shoulder. "s**t..." He coughed lightly gripping at his bandages.

[Rikku_Feline]

Casticus sighed deeply. "I know...but she's the only person I have...I'm back to being alone and hated, as always..." He rested his forhead on his knees, being silent.

Myfi gasped, cradling him softly. "Kette..." She gently ran her hand down his back before very gently skimming her fingertips over his wound. The selkie shut her eyes tightly, focussing all of her magic, just as he had taught her at the lake. The familiar numbing sensation rushed up her arms, sliding down off of her skin like a liquid and into the demon.

[DemonicFox99]

"You havent lost her, she's still with you and you know that." She reached into his mind using a gentle calming spell on him.

He smiled looking up at her through the red streak in his hair, "You're getting better." Slowly he stood up peaking out of the tent, he needed to get her some clothes but he didnt like leaving her alone. He went back to her and made her put on his jacket and tied it around her. "Come on, I'm not leaving you here alone." He hung her pelt over her coat and went to find Keifer.

[Rikku_Feline]

Casticus gritted his teeth at first, trying to resist, but eventually accepted the magic flowing into his body. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "Why are you helping me?" he asked, this time louder than last night, slightly annoyed.

Myfi followed him nervously, clinging to his arm. Her eyes scanned fearfully around the camp.

[DemonicFox99]

She raised her brow, "Do you not want my help?"

Kette wrapped his arm around her, "Its ok, I'm here." He finallt caught sight of his father. "Keifer!" The demon turned to see his son escourting the selkie through the camp. He was about to scold him for bringing her out of the tent but decided that Kette could handle himself. "She needs clothes." He motioned for them to follow him to his new tent.

"Hurry, she doesnt need to be out here." He rushed them inside and started to dig through his clothes. Finally he handed her a large white buttoned shirt and baggy brown pants. "Here. They probably wont fit but they'll do for now."

[Rikku_Feline]

Casticus frowned. "That's not it. I mean why do you care? I'm a kelpie. I'm supposed to be feared and loathed. I'm a killer. Why do you give a damn about what happens to me?"

Myfi quickly slipped on the clothing, finding that they were indeed quite large on her. She rolled the legs of the pants up to prevent herself from tripping and pushed the sleeves of the shirt up her arms. She frowned slightly as one refused to stay up, falling over her hand before eventually giving up and allowing it to stay that way.

[DemonicFox99]

The elf glared at him, "Are we not all killers? What makes you any different from any one else? What law says that some one cannot care for you?"

Kette bit his lip while Keifer giggled to himself. The leader bowed to her taking her hand and touching his lips to the back of it, "Make him buy you some finer clothes, I know he will." The older demon winked at her smiling charmingly.