The World Remastered

You're on your bike *Rory offered without a thought, how she knew that was a mystery. She glanced at him as he tapered off, smiling some and he felt that warmth in the connection again. This close and untrained it just pushed through to easily. She shook her head at him* Don't get put out demonboy *She slung her bag over her shoulder, having filled it with enough art supplies to keep herself occupied for a while. She stepped up to him and patted his head, having to reach up to do it* I fuckin' appreciate everything you do and know you got my back but you don't have to do it all. *She beamed at him, giving him a real smile. He could feel it, whether he wanted to or not, how much she did appreciate him* Besides It would be bad fuckin' juju for you to pick up the stuff for your own gift. *She was already getting excited for making gifts which put her in a great mood, that was it*

*Jiro smiled right along with Rory, not even trying to block the connection. She'd probably sense how much he enjoyed being with her and maybe a bit more, but it would have been gone too quick to her think to much into it.* You know you keep being nice to me, and I might actually believe you care. *Jiro said teasing her, before grabbing her and blinking them back to the apartment.*

Don't get a big head ass I *Rory started, enjoying the sensations even though she didn't realize they weren't her feelings. She was in his arms then and they were back in the other appointment and it was like an instant defeat. She whimpered, closing her eyes tightly as her world readjusted around her* Fuckin' dick. *She commented unconvincingly. She would have definitely fallen over if he let her go right away this time*

*Jiro kept his hold on her so she would not fall, holding her just a bit closer than he probably should.* If you don't know it's coming then you can tense up. *Jiro said right as Recka stepped out of the bathroom taking the cigarette out of her mouth.* Like anal. *She finished for Jiro, then took a long drag off her cigarette. Completely killing the moment.*

*Rory was going to comment to him about how he was an asshole again but when Recka stepped out she turned completely red* Bitch I hate you *She let go of Jiro wobbling, but holding it* I'll be back out in an hour if I don't hurl. *She stumbled into "her" bedroom and shut the door*

*Jiro couldn't help his own heavy sigh as Recka ruined the moment. He dropped his arms from Rory as she ran from him again. He gave Recka a look as she grinned happily and went back into the Bathroom.* I'll go make some food for everyone.

*A full two hours later the little psychic knot that Rory had created in "her" room eased as the seer finally released its hold on the small Asian. She hadn't bothered to do anything but draw, shade, and color in a frenzied trance and now that she was breaking out of it Jiro could suddenly feel the exhaustion that came with the intense magick. Rory stumbled out of the room, stretching with a sketch pad in hand* Fuck my back hurts.

*Jiro looked up from the food he had spent the last few hours making. He gave her a smile as he nodded to a stool near by.* Sit and I'll do my Karate kid magick. * He went to the sink and washed his hands. Recka had moved from the bathroom now and was seated on a chair with her legs folded, using her toes to anchor her strings as she braided. She was lost in focus.*

*Rory took in a deep breath of the nice smells wafting through the apartment* That smells badass man. I'm starving. *She wandered to the stool he nodded at, resisting the urge to ruin Recka's concentration. She sat down slowly, putting her open sketch pad on the counter* How long she been like that? *Rory looked over at Recka before glancing down at her own work. In Rory's comic book style was a picture of a short Asian man in a sleeveless black shirt, posing with his "guns", scars were visible on his biceps and he looked rough, hair unkempt and clothes baggy, but happy. There was a child standing next to him with a big grin and a Peace sign thrown up and in similar baggy street attire, including shorts that looked like they were six sizes to big*

That's good. I made a lot for us. *The demon said filling a plate of the chicken parm pasta. He stopped dipping and looked at Recka, when Rory asked.* I stopped getting audio response about an hour ago. *He said with a slight nod. Looking to Rory he gave her a sarcastic dull look.* I think she broke herself. *He happened to look down at her book tooknit all in, in an instant.* That's very good, you should go into graphic noveling. *Jiro put the plate of food next to her and the started one for Recka.

Sweet, I forgot to eat breakfast so I'm fuckin starving. *Rory sighed, rubbing her lower back as she looked at Recka* I mean bitch been wacky for a long time so it wouldn't be a hard break. *She giggled before giving him a smile as he set the food next to her* Thanks demonboy for the food and the compliment. Your full if shit but thanks anyway. *She looked at her own picture as she grabbed a bite* Good enough for Mom though. I wish I could give it to her. *She shoved the bite into her mouth and made little appreciative sounds*

*Jiro smiled as she called Recka wacky. The girl didn't look up as she was weaving, the magick lightly buzzed around her as she worked. Jiro set the plate in front of her and started his own.* I'm serious, You are better than a great deal I have seen. *Her question caused him to ask before thinking about asking permission to pry.* Why can you not give it to her, too painful or another reason?

*When Recka didn't react Rory smiled, taking another bite of her food* You're biased. *She chuckled as she swallowed* 'sides I got no stories and I'm to big of a bitch to work with anyone *At his question she took another bite, using the chewing to think of how to put this* Both...this is a recreation of one of the last photos my Dad and I took together. They original got burnt, a lot of them did *She didn't want to elaborate on that part so she took another bite* My stepfather doesn't much care for reminders that Mom was with someone else either so I always end up snagging her a trinket from one of the markets instead. I like drawing him sometimes though... Gotta be careful not to get carried away. Maybe someday I'll give her all the ones I've made for her * She didn't seem so sure, a wistfulness appearing in her voice. It was pretty rare for her to talk so openly about her family, a true testament to how much she trusted Jiro*

*He gave her a dull look.* Your best friend is a witch, her brothers are shifters, and you have a demon trapped in human form....and you have no stories. *He shot down her other excuse then too.* That's the wonderful thing about being a graphic novelist, you do it by yourself. *Jiro nodded slowly as Rory talked about her family. He didnt say anything as to scare her into claming up about it.*

Okay dick, I don't have any stories that won't get me fuckin' killed for breakin' masquerade *Rory made a big show of rolling her eyes* One thing to know mystics a whole nother to publish about them. Fuck man *She chuckled softly before pushing her sketch book further away from herself so she could concentrate on eating without the chance of getting her picture dirty* Tell ya what if we live, I'll put it on the next career questionnaire at school. *She smirked some* My Dad wouldve gotten a fuckin kick out of that idea. He pushed my art like crazy. I think you guys woulda liked each other, except the fuckin demon thing. He was weird about mystics. I can't explain it. Some were cool like fuckin Lucky *She smiled some* but others he threatened if they got to close

You change the names and who will know. *The demon shrugged.* No human would ever would ever put two and two together, otherwise Inuyasha would not be in print. *Jiro gave her a smirky grin. He pointed to her at the questionnaire comment.* I'll hold you to that. *He listened to her as she spoke of her father. He was happy that she was opening up to him so.* He seems like he was a very interesting man. And yes, the demon thing part seems to be a big turn off. Oh the woes of being this handsome. *He gave a cute pose at that last comment.*

*Rory stopped mid-bite, looking at him quickly* Inuyasha, you're kidding me. Some bitch really jumped through a fuckin' well to hook up with a fuckin' furry? I'm callin' bullshit. *She chuckled and finished her bite* You Sesshomaru homie? *She actually blushed some, rubbing her cheeks a little* Cause I mean the white hair thing is kinda sweet *She giggled softly then nodded* Interesting is one word *She giggled at him again, shaking her head* Vanity thy name is demonboy

The time jumps about the only fabrication in it. *Jiro said finishing off his plate to refill it.* He's a demon not a furry. *Jiro almost looked offened by that comment having just learned what a furry was.* Well she couldnt have black hair, too common. *He wiggled his eye brows at her.* You think Im vain, you should see demon me, a real head turner.

Then why add them? Seems like a weird choice. *When he got a little heated about the furry comment she smiled some, finishing off her own plate* Sorry Demonboy, I didn't mean anything by it. *She chuckled then pointed to her cheeks* You do have the marks sometimes though so you can't blame me for fuckin' askin'. *At his head turner comment she rolled her eyes, still blushing a bit* You turn heads any faster they gonna pop off. *She pushed the plate to the side, sighing in happiness at being full* So you want your present tonight or tomorrow? I mean if you're gonna come over tomorrow

Helps with the story I guess. Have to change it up a little. *Jiro gave her a half smile.* I know that. You want some more? *He asked taking her plate when she pushed it aside.* Yeah, some things still show through to this body. *Jiro gave her a drop dead gorgous smile and said.* Or just have flash noses bleeds. *He chuckled and then shrugged.* Whenever is good!

Yeah more please, thanks man. *When he gave her that smile she almost forgot how to breath, he could probably feel the flutter in his own chest. She rolled her eyes, blushing as she looked away. She rubbed her cheeks* Fuck you demonboy, not getting it now

*He nodded and put more food on the plate. He moved back to her side with the plate in hand.* Aww, but now Im curious. *He smiled as he set the plate down in front of her leaning in.* i promise to be a good demonboy if ya give it to me.

*Having snapped out of her trance, Recka took a bite of food and then heard Jiro.* Come on Rory! Dont make him beg for it. *She smirked then saying gruffly.* Give it to him...hard.

Nah, fuck you. Shoulda thought of that first dick. *Rory went to push him away, blushing like crazy then groaned when she heard Recka* Of course she would fuckin' zone back in right now. I fuckin' hate you bitch! *She rubbed at her cheeks, bright red as she tried to concentrate on her food and ignore the hot demon next to her and her evil best friend in the next room but even her ears were scarlet so turning away didn't anything*

*Jiro was all smiles til Recka added her two cents.* Seconded. *He mumbled as he pulled away. The demon was just starting to enjoy teasing the girl when the witch ruined it.* So have you finished them? * He moved to look at the bracelets. When he reached to pick one up to look at it closer, he dropped it the moment he touched it. He tucked his hand away and tried to act as if nothing had happened, as his fingers burned and blistered. The witch may not have realized she had weaved a blessing in.*