Well, I wanted to do random things with then so this is the beginning. Yes people, these are small drabbles of my original characters from one of the stories I have written and revised over and over and over since the beginning of the millennium. As I go on Reiko, the last male of the group, will show up too.

For those who don't know (and care) these three, they are three "demons" males of a group of 10 (the other 7 are girls) that work for a dark goddess.




Donovan & Keitaro

Ayaka - Okaeri
“Ah, so how have you been?” The older demon asked, watching his comrade.

Keitaro looked up at him, tilting his head a little. From the last time he saw him, it was very different. The man was still more of a girl than he was a boy, but he had at least cut that ridiculous length of hair down to his shoulders. His was of dressing seemed to be more fitting the people he hung around here, consisting of button ups, tank tops and slacks. In Donovan’s mind, this was a much better change then what the other would have to wear at home.

The older offered a smile; the black-haired man just frowned. He had personally wished he didn’t have to meet this man again, but he knew that it was only a matter of time until the master wanted him back. He had heard of the others being found, but never knew the reasoning for it. As it stood right now, Keitaro knew he’d have an easier time asking a rock for answers.

It was no surprise that Donovan was so much more amused than Keitaro at this chance encounter.


Savage Garden – I knew I loved you
“It looks unlived in.”

“… Well, we have differences sometimes.”

“What do you mean?” He seemed confused, looking at the younger tree sprite.

Keitaro moved up the stairs, leading his senior up behind him. “Our hobbies usually become obsessions and the jealousy is not pretty.”

To this, Donovan laughed, hands in his pockets. He knew the sprite was hopeless, but to not be able to handle his own relationship? That fact was even more amusing. One hand came out and rested on the others shoulder, giving it a friendly shake, “You weren’t meant for marriage.”

The other man just sighed and shook his head. If he even bothered to explain his relationship to Donovan, he knew he’d only be laughed at and made fun of for the rest of eternity. This in mind he only smiled weakly and pushed his hand off him.

“I’m willing to try anything I’m not suited for at least once.”


Anastasia – Journey to the Past
“How peculiar, you are more woman than you are man.” This was how they met. The cocky, high class crystal demon greeted the tree sprite in a distasteful way from the very beginning.

That Demon was the chosen favorite of their leader, which only made his ego and ability to scorn the Sprite worse. Even with this, he noticed that his words, his teasing didn’t do anything to him. Still the onyx-haired Sprite stared at him.

His emerald eyes bore down into his crystalline blue ones with a determination to prove that he was wrong. In return to that look, he was given a cocky grin. Donovan was more than ready to meet such a worthless challenge head on. He knew he had to have many years in this young twig of a boy. One could bet the Sprite couldn’t hold his alcohol and was a virgin. The ‘ethnic dress of the male Tree Sprites’ looked like nothing more than a dress with a fancy name on the man with those big green eyes and his long black hair.

After the stare, Keitaro sidesteps the man and continued on his way down the palace halls. The ego of one Crystal demon wasn’t going to stop him. In fact, it took everything in his power not to scoff, tell him off and then walk off. No, he had to be the better man here.