Another day, another burned down village, another bloodshed.

Akura-Ou smiled as he watched people cry, some begging for mercy as his... Erm, demon-friends killed, pillaged and, all in all, created chaos. It was quite a lovely sight. The demon hummed, standing up to stretch his long legs and see what else he could ruin. People, those pathetically weak humans, scattered around in fear, creating a path for the smirking man.

The demon casually strolled through the village, watching fires burn and listened to the screams of petrified humans. His dark gaze caught everything- including a woman beating one demon upside the head with a broom. Akura-Ou didn't know whether to laugh or go on a murderous rampage. After staring at the curious scene for a few minutes, he decided to approach them.

"Oi, woman." Akura-Ou growled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to his body. She stumbled and smashed her face in his chest.

"What do you think you're doing, demon? Let. Me. Go!"

"No." Akura-Ou grinned and wrapped his arms around the struggling woman. He smirked as her whole body rubbed against his. "You better stop that, feisty lady, or you will suffer the consequences."

"PERVERT!" She yelled then started banging her head against Akura-Ou's chest.

Akura-Ou blinked, wondering if the woman has gone completely mad. What normal human being did that to a demon? Surely, she got dropped on her head one time too many when she was a child.

"What's your name?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to know the name of a woman, a human one at that, who has managed to capture my attention." The horned demon whispered in her ear, arms loosening a bit. His body shook with suppressed chuckles when he felt her shudder.

"(N-n-name)." She stuttered to Akura-Ou's pleasure.

"A lovely name for a new plaything."