To Speak to You
Disclaimer: I do not own Demon Diary, any of its characters, stories, or anything else relating to the copyrights.
Intro: Yay! KRIV is awesome, so here is my strand for my fave pairing in DD. This is my first fic in this fandom, by the way. Please be gentle with me. I'm only thirteen. My homebase is in the Tsubasa realm, so if you're a KuroFai fan, please check out my work.
Strand Rating: Language, Suggestive Themes, Sexual Themes, Shounen-Ai, Death Images, ect.
Pairing: Raenef IV x Krayon – Demon Diary
A/N: I'm excited. So excited, I can't concentrate. Enjoy the drabble before you move onto my epics.
Things were peaceful. Eclipse had some errands to run, followed by a later meeting which freed up unusual time for the fourth Raenef. He always wanted peace and quiet – it was the way he liked things. However, things were… lonely.
Desperate times called for desperate measures – as the saying goes. When times as such occurred, Raenef found himself constructing symphonies on his instrument of choice, the piano. It was an upscale instrument fit for his noble position.
Turning around a last corner, he pulled a thick forest-green sheet and trudged up spiraling stairs. These never-ending steps lead to the tallest tower in his castle which held a single room. Eventually, the raven-haired man reached his destination. He would have teleported, but he had no use for his extra time, anyhow.
The room was dreary. As the dark skies outside thunder clapped, the miniscule rain drops pitter-pattered on the roof. Every now and then a drop or two would seep through the ceiling and drip onto the cold, tiled stone floor. A dark piano was adorned with golden markings – an incantation for good harmony and flowing melody.
Pulling out a matching seat, the demon lord folded his long cuffs to clear a view of his pale, slender wrists. With a few starting notes to start, Raenef recalled a classic he had memorized. It was by the name of Mozart, as he remembered.
There he played in the dreary dark. The room was dull, but both the music and setting flowed. The light was crucial. There was not a single ray of light excepting the small window on the east circumference. Bleak foggy must seeped through a see-through meshed Indian curtain, perfect to match the upholstery of the piano's seat. Even so, the room was most dull. It lacked enthusiasm, its shining ray.
Upon finishing the piece, Raenef sighed. It was an empty bliss. Clapping followed. The surprised demon lord concealed his emotion and calmly glanced behind his shoulder. As expected, there Krayon was, the demon lord of Egae. Through all the unsightly conditions, Krayon still managed to radiate beauty.
"That was beautiful, Mon Cher!" Krayon stated in an enthusiastic voice.
What almost seemed like a smirk passed Raenef's face for a split second. "You flatter me, demon lord of Egae."
The honey-blonde pouted, sitting in the opposite direction of the other demon lord. Finally, Krayon sighed, tangling a finger in his luscious locks, "don't be so formal! You can just call me Krayon! Or maybe something cuter like… Yan-Yan!"
"…no," the fourth heir to the Raenef line stated stoically, twitching at Krayon's vision of a, 'cute,' nickname, "Krayon it is, if that is what you desire."
Krayon began to laugh hysterically. First it was a chuckle, but then the beautiful giggles busted into a complete bellow, something he refused to do in front of anyone except for Raenef. The flaxen's uptightness was indeed amusing. "Do I get everything I desire, dear?"
Raenef pretended to ignore the flamboyant male, forcing the slight blush on his face to cease. "What do you want me to play?"
Sky blue eyes widened at the other's, 'will,' to please, but soon returned to their prior state. Two golden stars shone even brighter as he giggled in delight. "Play something original!"
Raven hair nodded in accordance as his fingers began to move. Krayon upheld the younger by his chin close to his own perfection of lips. A few of Krayon's rings sparkled in the dim sunlight. "I'd like it better if you could play something about me, personally."
Raenef was confused at first, shaking his head to rid his cheeks of their miniscule, rose blush. He contemplated where to begin. A song about Krayon could not start in the middle chord. He was either extremely sharp or dull to begin with and ended up as the complete opposite.
Starting with the right end of the keys, Raenef established a chilly melody of screeching notes that collided with one another. Yet the melody flowed, it was seamlessly strung together with a backdrop of a few deep noises to balance the third octave. It was perfect. It revealed Krayon's true nature. The elder-yet-new-as-a-bell macho sadist who always hid behind a mask of smiles and power seeped through the most powerful demon lord's music.
Krayon sighed, smiling to himself as he leaned back. It was abnormal when the demon lord began to hum to the tune, predicting every future note and chord, adding his own personal touches, but it was most shocking when he leaned his head onto the other's shoulder.
Krayon snuggled into place, snaking his arms around the waist of dark robes. "Is this how you imagine me, love?"
Only screeching pitches of the piano filled the air. Krayon exhaled, receiving no reply. "I don't like the silence. But I guess you knew that already, huh, mate?"
Two extremely – almost fourth octave – notes followed on queue.
Krayon tucked his legs up, now all over Raenef, Forest green eyes smiled up at their counterparts, something only Krayon was allowed to see, "words aren't necessary, Krayon."
"I suppose," Krayon nodded in agreement, closing his eyes and leaning his forehead onto the other's, "but I like to hear them, anyhow."
Raenef screeched to a halt, creating an even worse sound in his doing. He brought their lips together – complete with the fireworks, as always. "I love you."
Thinking in advance, he concluded that Eclipse wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon.
Afterthoughts: (Nyah!) What to say as my first afterthoughts… I hope you liked it? Please review because reviews make me happy. And I'm only thirteen so you want to make me happy. (laughs) Any review welcome.