Waking the Demon Chapter 9

Yaz finished coming downstairs and I stood up straight. I looked at my Scythe and I imagined the belt, then it turned into a belt in my hand. I dropped the belt and Yaz put his arms around me, then I collapsed in his arms. "What happened?" He asked. I avoided the question. I looked up at him, "Yaz...you know I love you. And...and I want to be with you." I didn't mean to shudder, that just made him more confused. "Asya, what happened?" He asked me again. I blinked back tears, "I have to talk to Gehenna." No matter how much I denied it, I felt a pulling towards him. I thought it was just a crush, but there's more to it than that. Yaz didn't look to happy about me going to Gehenna. My chest started to hurt. "Why?" His grip around me tightened. "I caused him the scar. There's more to our story than I thought." I simply said.

There was just no other way of putting it. Yaz's face turned slightly red. "So, you do know, know, him." He let go of but I reached for his arm, but he jerked away. "NO! LISTEN! I had my memory erased!" I sort of yelled at him, but he was being ridiculous. "Sure, call me when your done with lover boy." He went back up the stairs. Lover boy? "LOVER BOY!" I yelled again, then teleported upstairs. "LOVER BOY!" I yelled once again. Yaz was sitting on my bed, rubbing his temples and he had a shirt on. "Here I am trying to build a steady relationship with you, and your being a dick about everything!" I walked up to him and stood there. "I'm being a dick about it cause you're going to go see a guy who loves you and that you've kissed, like two days ago. Plus, you feel something towards him." He told me in a calm voice. He hardly ever raised his voice to me. I felt my jaw drop.

"Think about it Asya, wouldn't you be worried if I went out with someone who loved me, and I felt somewhat the same feeling towards them. That just doesn't work right little bird." I closed my mouth. He had a point. "Yaz, I don't know where I stand with Gehenna, and don't really care right now. But I do know where I stand with you." I leaned down and brushed his hair to behind his ear. I love his hair. I wanted to see his face. He looked up at me with a blank facial expression. Then he pulled me into his lap and pressed his lips so hard against mine, they throbbed the instant he touched them. That made me press harder against him. "Yaz...Yaz!" I said in between kisses. I pulled away from him to breathe, also cause he had his hand on my back almost pulling my shirt off. He must have put a shirt on me during my slumber.

The way he was looking at me, made me tingle all over. "Semyazza Golgotha," I used his full name and finished, "I've made up my mind." I think I did want to marry him. I mean, I know I did love him. If I wanted to see him happy, then this is the way. He put his head in between my shoulder and neck, "And what is that?" He asked me, and his breath creeped down my chest. I shivered. "I think," I began before he interrupted me. "Hold on!" He said then lifted me off him and sat me on the bed and got up and went to my dresser and grabbed something, I think? He turned towards me, while hiding something in his hands. He got on one knee in front of me and was smiling really hard. My heart fluttered then dropped into my chest. Was he about to ask me?

"Asya Azrael after three hundred and seven years of knowing you, dreaming of you, hoping I'd get the chance to be with you. I've loved you since the moment I saw you, since the moment I heard your darling voice. I remember the very first time I kissed you. You kissed me back but slapped me." We joined in laughter, he was going to ask me to marry him, will I choke? Will I say yes? Or no? "But you've made me happiest person alive, and I live forever, and if I can't live with you forever, then I don't want a forever." He paused and opened his hand then opened the box, I felt my eyes widen. "Will you marry me?" I felt my jaw drop and I began to shaking.

The ring was so beautiful. There was three jewels, one small one on each side of the big one in the middle. The jewel was onyx. The ring was silver. I looked from the ring to Yaz and I knew my face was shocked. I leaned forward some to get a better look at the ring, then I closed my mouth, the ring was so beautiful. "Yaz." I whispered out and he nodded, still smiling so hard. "I thought you would've like the onyx better than the plain ole crystal." He grinned harder. "Yes." I whispered out. He let out a sign and wrapped me in his arms and picked me up and swung me around. "Oh, I love you so much Asya." He stopped and began kissing me again.

I started to cry, and didn't realize it until I tasted the tears in the kisses. I pulled back, "Let me try on the ring!" I pressed him. He grabbed the ring from the box and took my left hand and slid the ring onto my ring finger. It fit perfectly, but it felt heavy, I wasn't used to a ring ever being on this finger. He smiled at me and I saw him slightly blushing. "Little bird, I never thought I'd get the guts to ask you to marry me in person." He wrapped his arms around me and started kissing me again. I cupped his face and kissed him back. Where was his ring? I pulled back, "Where's your ring?" He rolled his eyes, "I didn't pick mine up. I didn't know if you was going to say yes or no.

And I didn't want to pick up an extra item." I shook my head at him. "I'll get you one then." I wouldn't let him buy him his own ring. "No, I'll get my own." He was being stubborn. "I'll get you yours, whether you like it or not." I laid my head on his chest and looked at the ring. It made my skin look even paler than normal, but in a beautiful way. "It's so beautiful." I whispered to him, then dove soap filled my nose, with a different smell. Something sweet. I pulled back to look at him. "You smell sweet." I gave him a questioning look. He laughed, "I made us some Coconut Canal." He smiled. My eyes were starting to water again, it was the first drink he ever bought me. "Well, let's get some."

We walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and saw about twenty tall wine glasses full of the sweet liquid. I grabbed two and saw the ring in my vision I smiled and closed the door and set them on the table. He took one and I picked mine up and he said, "To the near future." Then we tapped our glasses to each other and I drank mine all in one gulp. The alcohol burning some, but the sweet coconut taste was so familiar. I leaned against Yaz as he sipped his. "Want another?" I asked after he was done.

He nodded and we had another, and another, another, we were on our last one by the time I was starting to get a buzz. "Yaz," I began, "Why do you want to be with me? Hasn't there been other girls you've hooked up with?" I couldn't help but ask. He smiled and I knew he was a little buzzed to. "I want to spend my life with you little bird. There's so much you bring into my life, whether you see it or not. And of course there was other girls, but the thing is, none of them mattered. I haven't slept with a girl in..." He paused to think, "About...ten or fifteen years. I wanted to wait for you." He smiled at me and I took his hand. It's been awhile since I've slept with someone...about a good seven years. I just don't get the urge. Yaz and I almost did one time, but I was drunk, and he wouldn't let me do anything.

They say being drunk, brings out true feelings. Haha. "Really?" I asked him. He nodded and shrugged, and finished his last drink. "You don't ever have the urge to...you...know..." I raised an eyebrow at him, and he started laughing really hard. "Hm, sometimes, not a lot. But earlier when we were rolling around in the bed," He paused and signed, "It was hard to stop. I just wanted to be with you so bad." I smiled and finished my last bit. I squeezed his hand and he opened his eyes. I released his hand and put our glasses near the sink with the other glasses, then I grabbed the cherries out of the fridge and we started eating them.

"Can you tie a knot with one?" I asked him. He winked at me and nodded. Then put a stem in his mouth and tied it in a matter of three seconds. I laughed, "Get the smallest stem you can find and try." So he did, but it only took him like six or seven seconds to tie that one. We laughed and he asked me to one, and I did. We laughed some more. "Hey, what time is it?" I asked him. He shook his head, "You always ask what time it is. But it's probably...four thirty, almost five in the morning." My jaw dropped, and my eyes started to get heavy. I brought my hand up to my face and rubbed my face. I'm glad I stopped wearing makeup.

I looked back at Yaz and his hair was over his shoulders. I felt at my hair and it grew to where it touched my shoulders now. Our hair grew fast. "You tired?" He asked me. I nodded and licked my lips, the left over cherry juice and coconut canal was still there. He stood up and picked me up in his arms and carried me upstairs. I loved how strong he was, it made me feel skinny, like my weight wasn't a problem to him, even though it was to me. He sat on the bed and cradled me in his arms. "Asya, I swear." Then he kissed me, but this kiss was different. I could taste his longing, his sorrow. I wounder if he could taste mine? I wanted to be with him so bad. But there was one thing getting in the way, Gehenna.

I pushed him back on the bed and we rolled around for a few minutes. Then while he was pressed against me, I ran my hands up his back and removed his shirt. I felt his stomach, his beautiful sculpted abs. He was biting the soft spot on my neck and I bit my lip to keep from making a noise. Then I was on him and he was taking my shirt off, but I had a bra on actually. I ground on him and his fingers dug into my sides. I shook some and he rolled over on me and we ended up under the covers. As he was pressed against me with the blanket up to his arm pits and Yaz was working on getting my shorts off when all a sudden I heard, "ASYA!" Mine and Yaz's head shot up and Gehenna stood there, mouth opened, and red-faced.