Locked~ pt11

~~~*¥Scar¥*~~~
 
          You uneasily gripped Shima's hand as the plane took off. "Ow, you really don't like flying, huh?" He huffs, smiling at you. "Just the take off," you reply uneasily, letting go of his hand as the plane smoothed out. You let out a breath relaxing as he moved his fingers to make sure they weren't broken. You haven't actually spoken to him since the night at the bridge, neither has he. You would expect him to apologize for it by now, but he hadn't. Thinking about that night made you grimace. "Whoa, you okay?" He huffs, seeing your expression. You glance at him between the fingers of the hand that you had brought to your face in remembrance. Without answering you flicked him in the forehead. "Ow... Was that for the kiss?" He guesses, holding his forehead with a pout.
             You blink, "You're sharper than you appear," You huff. "Look, if your waiting for an apology, you're not gonna get one," he says. You gap at him, "Why not?" You huff, shocked by his blunt response. "Because I don't regret it... It was nice," He replies, folding his arms. You forced yourself not to kick him. "Why did you do it anyways?" you ask. He pauses, blushing a bit. "This, may come as a shock, but I do like you," He says with a grin. You blink at him, trying to think of a way to let him down easy. He holds up his hands as if reading your mind. "Don't worry, I know you like Bon... But I just wanted to at least kiss you once before you two got serious," He adds.
              Even though you wanted to, you just couldn't stay mad at him. "Just, don't do it again... Without my consent," You huff. He blinks at the end of your sentence, "You mean-" You hold up your hand, "Don't get ahead of yourself," You warn quickly. Sure, if there ever came a time where you and Bon disliked eachother, Shima would probably be the guy that you would go to. He stays silent but smiles a bit.
             You wake as the plane bounced briefly. With a surprised and horrified squeak, you grab onto Shima's arm, who winces in pain. "Ouch... We're landing! Its okay!" He tells you, trying to pry off your hand. You let him go, apologizing quickly. "Next time, you're getting a pillow," He huffs tiredly, standing up. You blink at him, "Didn't you fall asleep?" You ask. He glances at you with a sheepish grin, running a hand through his hair. "I was, watching something cute, so I couldn't fall asleep," He tells you with a slight blush. You follow him off the plane, the possibility that he had been watching you sleep, somehow popped into your head. You glance at him, nah, he's not that creepy.
              "There's our escort," He huffs, nodding to an exorcist that stood at the gate. You look back at the plan, the other would be flying in tomorrow on your false mission, or so you hoped. As you looked back ahead, you walked into Shima. "Hm? Something wrong?" he asks, looking over at you. "No," you huff, as you both follow the exorcist. He frowns a bit and puts a hand on your shoulder. "Too late to change partners now," he jokes. "As if I would," You huff. He blinks at you, "Aw, really?" He asks sheepishly, rubbing his neck and grinning. "You get happy so easily," You huff, stopping as the exorcist turned to you.
               "Ms.___, your true escort will be here shortly," He tells you, asking you to wait for a bit. You waited a bit, and the scar on your back started to burn. You gasp at the sudden sensation. Shima looks over at you in confusion. "What's wrong?" He asks in surprise. "Why him?" you growl, looking over at the black limo that pulled up. Shima looks confused, following your gaze. A familiar exorcist steps out of the limo. "It's been a while, demon spawn," He says, green eyes peering at you over his sunglasses before he adjusted them. His blonde hair was slicked back, a scar sat on his forehead. "You pulled the short straw huh, Dallas," You huff.
                 "Actually, I wanted to be the first to welcome you back," he says, stopping in front of you. "I'd prefer if your hadn't," You huff. His cheek twitches, and he slaps you across the face. "Watch how speak to your superiors, monster," He snarls. 'Ah, I'm back to that,' you think with a huff, glad that it wasn't Bon beside you. "My apologies, may we go?" You ask carefully. "Yes, get in," he tells you, going to the limo. "___," Shima whispers, looking at you in concern. You put a hand on his shoulder, "It'll be fine, lets go." you tell him quietly. You get in the limo, Shima sits close to you despite all the room. "Careful kid, you might catch something," Dallas tells Shima. "I'm good," Shima replies sheepishly. "Suit yourself.... So how's your scar?" He asks, leaning toward you with a vicious grin.
             You look back at him calmly, "Its fine," You huff. He touches his chest, "This one has been burning since I heard you were coming," He says, looking at you. His gaze sent a chill through you, and you shiver slightly. "That's why you should be careful boy, the monster will turn on you in a split second," He adds to Shima. "I'll take my chances with ___," Shima replies coolly, for a moment he seemed menacing. Dallas shifts at his response, obviously unhappily. "Poor fellow, being deceived by it," He huffs in disdain, looking out the window. You blink at Shima and he gives you a soft smile. You exhale, and smile a bit.
              The limo pulled up next to a familiar large building. "Come on," Dallas huffs, getting out, you and Shima follow. A familiar group of trainees stood at the entrance. You hesitate as their eyes fell on you. Shima touches your shoulder, making you jump slightly. You look over at him and he smiles before walking ahead. Feeling comforted, you follow, raising your chin slightly. You met each of their gazes, pausing at one before, turning your gaze on Shima. So Rocko was here, the only one that had at least seemed okay with your lineage. His dark eyes had always been gentle toward you, he had dark spikey hair, and a muscular frame.
               You enter the building, the director stood under a statue, his eyes on you. "Strange, I had only requested for you... But I suppose, one more exorcist won't hurt." he huffs. You and Shima exchange glances. "There have been reports of a powerful demon roaming the mountains close by... You may know him as Rauko," he tells you. "And you want me to be bait," You guess. "Observant... Consider it a test of your humanity," He says. You shift, "Very well," You huff, shifting. Shima looks back at you in horror. "Rauko? Like one of the demon lords Rauko?" He gasps. "And also ___'s father," The director answers him. Shima, looks between him and you, with growing realization.
                "When do we leave?" you ask. "No need to rush, relax for the night, separate rooms alright?" He asks. "Same room," Shima's response surprises you. Glancing at him you expected to see him blushing and smiling sheepishly, but he was serious. The director also seemed surprised. "Very well," he says, handing him the key to a room. "Behave, ___, we'll be watching," He adds to you. With a simple nod you follow Shima out the building. "The same room?" You huff, frowning at him. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything weird... Its just...Nothing," He huffs, looking down at the key.
                 "Are you feeling okay?" you ask him. He stops, and turns to you with his usual sheepish grin. "That's my line," he huffs, running a hand through his pink hair. You blink at him, he sure could be considerate. "I'm fine," You tell him. "Liar... It's obvious you're hungry, shall we go to a restaurant?" He asks. "Damn, you caught me," You say sarcastically. He grins as you chuckle a bit. "I've been waiting for that smile," He huffs as you start toward a restaurant. "Sorry, I brought you into something troublesome," You tell him He glances at you with a frown. "Don't you hate it here?" He asks. You pause, "Kinda, but not all of them are like that," You say as you lead him into a restaurant and sit down at a table.
                   He goes silent for a bit, looking unhappy. "Why are you making that face?" You huff as food is set down in front of you. "It just bothers me that they can't see how amazing you are," He says sheepishly, rubbing his neck with a sheepish smile. You blink, blushing heavily, and covering your face. "Dammit Shima, don't suddenly say things like that!" You huff. He laughs lightly and stops short. "I'm going to protect you until Bon gets here," He tells you seriously. You look at him, he kept jumping from sheepish to serious. But, you felt assured by him. After eating you got to the room. Jet lag was starting to affect you. "Night Shima," You yawn, going to a bed after setting your things down. "Night ___," He yawns as well, going to the other bed.