¡˅¡How the Little People Live¡˅¡

[Shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

So this is how the little people live…

It was indeed cute, he guessed, to see all the tiny creatures scurrying about the quaint little huts of the village. But ‘cute’ was not a word in his vocabulary; rather, he saw it as pathetic. Yes, pathetic. That was indeed the word for these creatures, so far beneath him as to be little more than a full stomach or a waste of space. It was such a chore to have to act as though he was one of them, such a handicap to walk around on no more than two legs. A nearly imperceptible sigh; but these things must be done; after all, how else would he scout out the most challenging prey, the best delicacies?

Naguri walked jauntily through the Odekai Village, the trails of his scarf trailing slightly behind him in the cold breeze of the northern village. People greeted him occasionally; it never ceased to amaze him how welcoming of strangers these villagers were, even when the stranger in question should have so obviously been distinguishable as a demon. But then, the Dokusatsu family was a southern-based family; he supposed he couldn’t expect these northern humans to know the tattoos that marked him. Actually, he couldn’t seem to expect the southern ones to even recognize him; truly pathetic.

But how trusting these fools were was not of his concern; he already knew that, after all. Rather, he was scoping these humans out for a nice plump one, someone with some meat on their bones, someone who might actually be fun to stalk. A true shame that he hadn’t yet found one; but then, he shouldn’t be surprised that he couldn’t find anyone thicker than a twig in a northern village with less food. Such pathetic creatures these humans were, that they couldn’t even find food wherever they chose to live. How truly sad. But after all, they were just human; nothing more could be expected of them.

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[Raion]

However, Naguri wasn't the only demon who was roaming amongst the humans of the village. The Lion Youkai sighed, crimson eyes glaring out above the crowd. He could sense it, the prescence of another demon. And perhaps, if Naguri had been more focused on sensing things than findig lunch, he would have known this too. Raion scowled, pushing through the current of people until he had come to a bare spot of path along a row of buildings. Placing his right palm on the hilt of his katana, he used his left to smooth back his unruly blonde hair as he took another gander at the people. If he didn't find him this way, Naguri would surely reveal himself in some way, like by the rucus he would make when he decided to eat his meal. Raion sighed again. Would this day finally be the day he killed that demon? Only one way to find out, and first he would have to catch the lizard...

[Shatan]

¡˅¡Nagurikorosu¡˅¡
¡˅¡Have you heard the news¡˅¡
¡˅¡That you’re dead?¡˅¡
¡˅¡I think they never¡˅¡
¡˅¡Liked you anyway¡˅¡

Yes, the humans of this village were such a quaint, pathetic lot; not a single one could possibly provide a challenge for a millennium old Komodo youkai. But there was, perhaps, someone here who could. Thin lips spread into a smirk, distorting the lizard tattoo on his face so that it’s fanged mouth gaped open wider. Even in human form, he could still smell quite well, and scent never failed him when he paid attention to it. A cute little kitty was close…

And sure enough, there he stood among the humans and buildings, crimson eyes searching the crowds. It wasn’t hard to tell what he was searching for; this kitty had too weak a stomach to be searching for food. Gloved hand rested on the hilt of the Dokuja, while Naguri pulled his scarf down slightly further to make it easier to talk as he approached the other youkai.

“Well, well, what have we here?” he hissed as he neared Raion, “A little kitty who has been mistakenly let out of the bag? Perhaps you should go back and hide in that bag of yours, Raion; bad things happen to cats who don’t have nine lives,” his tone was light and amiable, a friendly warning, though his voice was the hissing one of his kind, giving the words a menacing air. The humans within ear shot did their best to get away without attracting attention. Naguri smirked that much more; so pathetic.

The youkai came to a halt only a handful of feet from the lion, tilting his head to the side and watching the lion with a haughty expression. “Why don’t you run along now, kitty, and leave the work to a real youkai? Kittens tend to get hurt when they try to play with the big boys.”

Yes, perhaps today would proove to be interesting, after all…

¡˅¡The Ending of Your Life¡˅¡
¡˅¡If life ain’t¡˅¡
¡˅¡Just a joke¡˅¡
¡˅¡Then why am I¡˅¡
¡˅¡Laughing?¡˅¡

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[Raion]

His heart nearly stopped when he caught glimpse of the man who had slaughtered his parents. Raion was intimidated by his confidence, it was something so unusual to see out of a criminal. For Naguri to just cut through the mob of people and come straight for him was scary. However, the lion demon stood his ground, glaring right into the saphirre eyes of the lizard. Ears flattened as he spoke, before his lips parted to speka for himself. "My my, aren't we brash?" His scowl lifted, replaced by a smirk, even if it wa hiding the pain inside of him. It was unnerving to have a conversation with your family's successor. " .... You're awfully confident, for somebody who speaks with a... lisp... bravo." He grinned, revealing several gleaming ivory fangs. The forced lisp on that single word echoed in his head. Curiosity killed the cat, and this cat was most definetly curious to see how far he could go.

[Shatan]

ˇ˅ˇNagurikorosuˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇHave you heard the newsˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThat you’re dead?ˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇI think they neverˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLiked you anywayˇ˅ˇ

You’ve got nothing to lose; don’t be afraid to get down.

Ah, the kitty knew some vocabulary! What a choice of words; brash for the level-headed strategist that Naguri was. My, my, surely he could do better than that. His family was already dead, why fear being next? He should know that it was coming. Demonic energies shifted within the youkai’s body, fangs showing just for an instant as a dark yellow, forked tongue flicked out of Naguri’s mouth, tasting the air.

He shifted to the side, walking a neat circle around the lion, his form shifting back to human as he did so, allowing him to cluck his now human tongue as he completed his circle and stopped in front of the kitty again. “Well, well, well, such brave words from our very own cowardly lion,” he smirked, his voice lowering dangerously as he added, “I can taste your fear, kitty, don’t try to hide it with your wimpy insults.”

His head tilted again slightly, eyes narrowed slightly as though in contemplation, “But I wonder,” he began, his voice a normal tone again, “can fear be a family trait? After all, your parents were swimming in their own fear scent, I do wonder if it runs in the blood?” His smirk widened into a sadistic grin, “Fear is such a glorious taste, did you know? It’s like it is its own seasoning, and goes best served with lion…”

Yes, perhaps curiosity killed the cat, but the same is not true of lizards.

ˇ˅ˇThe Ending of Your Lifeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇIf life ain’tˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇJust a jokeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThen why am Iˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLaughing?ˇ˅ˇ

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[Raion]

Scowling again, his bright eyes widened as the Lizard circled him, his eyes never leaving the reptile. Blonde locks fell before his face, taking in a breath as he felt his heart flutter. Claws tightened their grasp upon the katana, teeth gritting when the other youkai began to spit insults once more. Raion's bright crimson eyes seemed to become ablaze with the sun's fire upon the completion of the insults. His right hand lashed forward, claws gripping onto the scarf of the lizard youkai. Pulling hard on th cloth, he would bring Naguri's human face close to his own, close enough that Raion's golden bangs briskly swept over his nemesis's face. "The only fear I see here is in you. Murder only happens because people are afraid. That's why you kill, so you don't have to worry about being out done, because you're a coward." Raion wasn't one to be sarcastic or flippant, especially when anything was spoken about his family. "You disgustin serpant... no wonder you adjourn yourself in this ugly visage, you wouldn't want your tail to fall off, coward."

[Shatan]

ˇ˅ˇNagurikorosuˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇHave you heard the newsˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThat you’re dead?ˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇI think they neverˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLiked you anywayˇ˅ˇ

As the taller youkai hauled Naguri forward, one might have expected him to anger, to retaliate; but that was not his style. Rather, he simply laughed, a deep chuckle, hanging limp in the lion’s grasp; if he really wanted to be free, he wouldn’t have let the lion grab him in the first place; after all, this was his fast form. But this was favorable, actually, letting the lion infuriate himself so greatly; angry demons made mistakes, after all.

“My, my, such the temper; now that’s hardly any way to treat an elder, now is it, kitty? You speak of murder as though you know what you’re talking about, but you can’t possibly know until you’ve killed. Have you ever even had blood on your claws, kitty? No, I think not; after all, you kittens are too meticulous to mess up your nails. A shame, really; there is no greater joy than in killing. You should try it some time, that is, if you aren’t a coward…”

He paused, smirking, “But you and I both know that you are; that’s why you anger so quickly, because I hit your soft spot. You can try and hide it, but you know the truth, and I know the truth. And what would that be?” he paused again, as though waiting for an answer, but continued before one could be given, “You are, you and all your kitten family, disgraces. You are insults to all youkai, and deserve to be eradicated. And you know that you will be killed, don’t you? Just like mommy and daddy, eh? That’s why you’re so afraid. Pathetic.”

A slight pause, then a flash of a sadistic grin before things happened very quickly: demonic energies once again did their work, releasing the bacteria into his saliva which was normally held at bay in his human form. The familiar taste of death filled his mouth before he gathered it and spit, aiming for the other youkai’s face. For anyone else, this would be simply an act of defiance, but for Naguri, this was an attack. The youkai cut off the flow of bacteria, leaving some remaining in his mouth: enough for a second attack.

“I wonder, will the child taste as good as his parents? Oh, I do hope that what they say is true, ‘like father like son’; your daddy was delicious,” he hissed, adding insult to injury.

Now he need only wait for the ferocious lion to loose his temper…

ˇ˅ˇThe Ending of Your Lifeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇIf life ain’tˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇJust a jokeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThen why am Iˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLaughing?ˇ˅ˇ

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[Raion]

Crimson clashed with blue as the two deadlocked in a staredown. Raion's teeth now visible, like a growling down, parted to release something short of a grunt of anger. "My day to kill will have come when I have your blood on my claws." He spat back, attempting to pierce that hard shell that was Naguri's calmness. However, what angered Raion most was Naguri's complete obliviousness towards the topic of their family feud at all. Had his parents even told him of why they were fighting? A stupid person was a weak person, as knowledge was the only thing that could make a person strong. Naguri had no will of his own, but merely the will of his family. "... It doesn't have to be this way, Naguri." His deep, syrupy voice erupted, at but a whisper. "And I'll be sure to rid the world of you, so the problem may be fixed." However, it didn't seem that the lizard wanted to sit and talk things out. Ruby eyes widened, seeing the world in slow motions. Nose twitched as the smell of poison became extremely strong stining his senses. The second the liquid would touch the lips of the Komodo demon, Raion would jerk his body to th side, his feet sweeping the hard ground as his eyes followed the stream of spit. He... had just barely missed it. The liquid caught on the tips of his blonde hair, immediately after a light smoke rose from the locks, accompanied by the soft hissing of the burning. "You'll never know!" He cried, taking his free arm and shoving Naguri back. However, his claws still held tightly to the scarf. Once he felt there was no lack in the scarf, he opened his mouth wide, eyes burning as he gathered his youkai energy in his stomach. Then, in but a mere second, he roared. Though, this was not your average roar. No, as it left his body dust rose from the path, and the rooves of houses began to splinter. By now though, the people were running, far down the path. No mere mortal would dare interrupt this quarrel.

(P-played, but remember, all the actions are assumed, so... if you know a way, you can dodge it n.n)

[Shatan]

ˇ˅ˇNagurikorosuˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇHave you heard the newsˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThat you’re dead?ˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇI think they neverˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLiked you anywayˇ˅ˇ

So what if you can see the darker side of me.

So little kitty wanted to play, did he? Well, he was bound to get hurt playing with the big boys; screaming was hardly going to change that. Naguri smirked as the familiar force of his rival’s trademarked attack began to belt against him, forcing him against the cloth of his scarf. Well, it would hardly do for him to let such a small thing choke him. The demonic energies within him again went to work, as bare human feet sprung claws that immediately dug into the ground, the broader feet of a komodo giving him the steady base he needed to battle the muted force of the lion’s roar which he could muster in this form.

Steady in his battle against the roar, Naguri slid his left hand down from hilt to sheath of the Dokuja, and deftly flicked the katana an inch out of the sheath, loosening it. The youkai grabbed the hilt in his right hand and, sliding his left claws back through the dirt, took a stance before very rapidly pulling the sword from its sheath, aiming the hardened hilt towards the taller youkai’s stomach; it didn’t take an Einstein to know where this attack gathered its strength, and as simple an action as knocking the wind out of the lion would be enough to halt this mess in its track.

His hilt-pelting attack completed, Naguri dropped the Dokuja back into it’s sheath, standing straight again; when you’re a youkai whose other two forms are armored tanks, you learn something about fighting defensively; let the enraged kitty tire himself out, then we’ll let the fun begin.

ˇ˅ˇThe Ending of Your Lifeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇIf life ain’tˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇJust a jokeˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇThen why am Iˇ˅ˇ
ˇ˅ˇLaughing?ˇ˅ˇ

_{Lyrics © My Chemical Romance}

[Raion]

(I will get this done... lol)