Sadao Maou X Male Reader 2

D/T= Demon Type
D/P= Demon Powers

Chapter Two: Old Partners

(Y/N) looked at Satan, he had calmed down some, but he wasn't exactly happy. He looked at the name tag on his red shirt, which read 'Maou', it was a strange human name. Maou, who was  more than dumbfounded, looked at the other male in surprise. He certainly hadn't expected to see him here, ever.

"(Y/N), what are you doing here?" Maou asked. "Nice to see you too, Maou." (Y/N) said, trying out the fake name, it felt wrong. "How did you find me?" Maou continued. "I happened to run into Lu-"
"Urushihara?"
"Do you all have fake names?"
"Quiet!"

"What's the hold up?" Someone in line complained. (Y/N) walked away from the counter and to the side, waiting. He waited for about twenty minutes before Maou went on break and steered him towards a table far from everyone else. The two sat across from each other, (Y/N) spoke first.

"Serving the humans? Really?" He said, disgust evident in his voice. "Quite honestly it's not that bad, I'm working towards my next promotion." Maou said. "So I've been told. What has gotten into you? You should be scaring these people, killing them! Not giving them sustenance."
"Quiet down will you! People can hear you."
"Since when have you cared about something so trivial?"
"Since I needed this job to pay for my rent."

(Y/N) sighed. "So, why did you come here?" Maou asked. (Y/N) looked at him as though the answer were obvious, and it was. "I came looking for you and the other two." He said. Maou sighed. "Figures. Well I hate to break it to you, but your trip here was pointless. We can't go back to Ente Isla."
"Why not?"
"You don't have the power to open a portal to go back."
"Don't you?"
"I could, but I don't want to."
"Why not?"
"I like it here."

(Y/N) was a little taken aback by this. He hadn't expected to have this problem at all, things were supposed to go smoothly here. Now, everything was going the exact opposite of how they were supposed to. He started thinking about how things used to be in Ente Isla, and when they'd first met. He was a lot weaker back then. He smiled at the memory.

"Do you remember when we first met?" (Y/N) asked, without really thinking about it. Maou smiled and nodded. "How could I forget? You were the most promising demon there that night." Maou said. "What happened to us?" (Y/N) had to think about that, what did happen between them? He decided to start from the beginning.
"Well..."

1 Year Prior

A group of demons stood side by side in a line, nobody spoke, nobody moved. They were completely still. The Devil himself was watching them, judging them, scrutinizing them. He couldn't have just any demon fighting for him, he needed someone that had promise. (Y/N) waited in line anxiously, the devil would make it to him soon, he hoped he wouldn't dissapoint him. He tried to calm himself down, but that didn't work.

His (E/C) eyes watched as the Devil moved on to another demon, and another, until their eyes met. He was now face to face with the Devil. The Devil reached out and grabbed his chin in his hand, tilting his head up, to the left, to the right, and back down. (Y/N) wasn't sure, but he saw something in the Devil's red eyes. Interest.

"You, what's your name?" The Devil asked. (Y/N) was surprised, but tried to keep calm. "(F/N) (L/N)." He said. "What kind of demon are you and what powers do you have?"
"I'm a (D/T), I specialize in (D/P)."
"Interesting. You'll do well in aiding me."
Those words sealed the deal. From that day forward, (Y/N) had become an aid to the Devil. But he noticed a few things, he was favorited quite a lot. The Devil kept him close to his side, (Y/N) had been a priority to him. No one dared to question it. Except for (Y/N) himself.

8 Months Prior

"Satan, can I ask you something?" (Y/N) asked one day when the two were alone. The Devil had been sitting in his throne when (Y/N) asked the question, he leaned forward and stared at him. "What is it?"
"Uh... I've noticed something."
"And what might that be?"
"Well. You seem to have taken quite a liking to me. I'd say it's on the border of favoritism."
"Is that all?"
"If you don't mind my asking, why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you like me so much? For that matter, why did you pick me, out of all the other demons?"

The Devil sighed. "I chose you, (Y/N), because I saw something in you. I knew I could make a better demon out of you, and you've progressed quite well since then." He explained. "That doesn't answer my first question." (Y/N) said. The Devil was quiet for a few minutes, before he said, "Maybe I like you so much, because I feel something for you."
"Feel something for me?"
"Romantically."
"O-oh."

The Devil stood up and walked over to (Y/N), who was a mess of nerves. He hadn't expected that answer. The Devil, King of Hell, had romantic feelings for him. A lowly demon compare to him. The Devil took (Y/N)'s face in his hands and kissed him. (Y/N), to his surprise, kissed back. The two did more than just that that night.

Present

(Y/N) remembered that night well, with a certain fondness. They had been lovers after that, (Y/N) had been in love with him. Then came the one memory that would answer Maou's question. The reason they became distant. He didn't want to think about it, it hurt too much.

"You tried to kill me. Almost did too." (Y/N) said. "Oh... Yeah... I remember now." The two were quiet for a few minutes. "I loved you. And you tried to kill me. Why?" (Y/N) finally said, breaking the silence. Maou didn't say anything.

"I should get back to work." Maou said. He looked at (Y/N) one last time, before he stood up and walked away.