Half and Half.

My name is Naomi Shia, and I'm thirteen. My life is pretty different, I'm not like most girls. Or most people to be in fact. I like to keep to myself. Until he came along. Kristin Arnold, my roommate. In the school I attend, we have to stay on the campus. Meaning we stay in our dorm rooms, it's two per room. But considering what I am, the principal decided not to put anyone at risk. The problem is Kristin came in December, and there were no more rooms. So he got stuck with me. I've done a good job not telling him what I am. So let me tell you what I really am. Hi, it's nice to meet you, my name is Naomi and I'm a half demon.

You heard right, even though I have black hair and blue eyes with tan skin, I look pretty normal. No one knows what I am, and I like to keep it that way. Anyway, let me tell you a story. The story about the half and half.

*buzz buzz*

I glance at my coil, its 6:30. Time for me to wake up. But I don't want to. A coil is basically a phone is a watch, you can make calls by video and by sound.

"Ugh, sleepy."

Slinking out of bed I step onto the cool floor, I want sleep.

"Hey there, Naomi. Are you awake?"

Who is that? A deep voice, although...it's so calming. It's...Kristin.

"Ugh, give me five more minutes. I wake up early give me some kind of pass."

"No way! We still do have school."

"I said let me sleep!"

My eyes burn and turn to a deep shade of crimson, and my hair starts turning white. Whenever I transform my entire eye turns red and my pupils turn white, along with my hair.

"Let me sleep fool!"

"What are you..."

Oh no, he saw. I cover my head and frantically whimper. After all the weeks I worked so that he won't know the truth! It really is hell for a half breed like me. I'm one of the people that has a place in both worlds, the world of humans and in the world of demons. I didn't ask to be born, my parents just wanted a child. The reason I'm a half breed is because of parents, my mother is a demon and my father is a human. I had a brother, but he died while he was young.

"Um...I'll go outside."

Better that he does, I don't want to hurt him.

"Haa, haa,haa..."

Breathing heavily I try to calm down, but...its impossible right now. I feel like I need to hit something. Punching and biting into the pillows I desperately need my medication. But its outside, and so is Kristin...crap!

"KRISTIN! COME HERE!"

"COMING!"

"Sorry to bother but I need you to go into the kitchen, and find a red bottle in the meds cabinet."

"Okay, for what?"

"I'll tell you later, just get the pills! Hurry!"

I hear his rushed footsteps and a few seconds he comes into the room again. Thank goodness, I'm glad he got here in time. Now I have to tell him the truth...I was hoping I wouldn't have to. I guess the time had to come sometime soon. I slip the covers off of my head and he gasps. I show him my hands, my palms up, a sign of surrender. I don't like to fight, most demons like to fight though...most of the demons I know say they would go fighting, and they don't want to look weak. But I'm weak...all demons are supposed to learn how to fight so that they can defend themselves. Not me, my mom never taught me to fight, she said I was supposed to blend in with humans.

"You're a half breed, so I don't want to have you killed for having my DNA. That seems kind of harsh...doesn't it?"

I never forgot that day, I would try to train myself, but I would just hurt myself. It's not like demons can just heal themselves. We need medical treatment like humans do.

"So...you're a demon. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Do I look like I wanted to be handed over? I want to live not be killed."

I'm silent after that. Kristin just blinks and rubs his eyes, looking at me with amazement I blush a bit. If he looks at me anymore I'll hit him, then again...I probably won't do any harm to him. I'm so weak.

"W-what? Am I that horrid? Turn me in if you want I'll go peacefully, just tell the judge I haven't killed anyone yet."

"No, I won't. You just look so beautiful, I want to take a picture of you. Can I?"

He wants to take a picture of me, with my red eyes and white hair? Is he crazy...how can he call a demon...beautiful? A red bottle reflects in my view, I pick it up and go to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. I think I might stay home today. I'm a star student anyways, I can miss one day. He won't turn me in? Is he crazy?! What if I hurt him, I'll be in so much trouble if I do. He wants...a picture? I'm beautiful? He's crazy.

...

*BUZZBUZZBUZZ*

Again with the coil, for the love of cats! Be quiet already!

"AHHHH! BE QUIET!!!"

I slam my coil on the floor and hear a crack, oh no...I broke it didn't I. Cringing I bend down to look at my coil, flipping it over, I'm stunned.

"It...didn't break?"

"No, I broke a plate again. Sorry, I'll pay for it."

He broke another plate? How many does that make? Four in a month, if I'm not wrong. I'm not mad, I just hope he didn't get hurt, while it broke.

"Are you hurt? Did the glass pierce your skin?"

"Um...yeah it did. I'm bleeding a bit but I'm good."

"No that's bad! Come here, sit on the bed and I'll get the medicine."

"I'm fine really! Let me go! You don't have to do that."

"I'm doing it and that's final!"

"Fine!"

Walking in long strides I search for the first aid kit. If I do this, then maybe he will realise that demons aren't that bad.

"Okay then, this will sting a bit so just relax."

I gently apply the disinfectant to his arm, and he winces. I keep going and he cries out this time.

"AAAHHHHH! No...more...Naomi!"

I know it hurts, but he has to deal with it. His breathing quickly turns into rapid panting, and nothing else but gasps leave his lips. Wow...he really can't take pain, can he?

"Almost done, just let it dry up first. Then I'll apply the bandage."

"S-sure."

I leave him alone for a minute, and he's barely breathing. Did it hurt that much? Big baby.

"I'm putting on the bandage now, okay?"

Not a word, he isn't talking. Until I see it, his back is glowing...that only happens with demons. Is he a...no, it can't be. He can't be a...demon?

"Hey, Kristin, are you not telling me something."

No words, he slowly turns his head. And his eyes are red, with white pupils... and wings are sprouting out of his back. Black wings...he is one. And he didn't tell me.

"Sorry I wasn't sure how to tell you. But I'm a full blood, a pure breed. And you are a half breed, weaker than me in every way. You should be my slave."

Slave? Is he crazy? I am weaker, I'll admit to that. But I'm not going to be that slave of someone I don't really know. His eyes flutter and he collapses on the bed, his breathing goes back to normal. I guess I'll have to interrogate him later. His body needs rest.

Point of view will be changed, Kristin will be telling the story.

Ugh...

What did I do? Oh no...I showed Naomi the demon side of myself. I messed up didn't I? But what did I tell her? I need to apologize to her. I crawl out of bed and walk outside my room. Slowly walking down the hallway to the living room, I see her on the couch, she looks upset...I messed up didn't I?

"Hey, you alright?"

Not a word. Is she mad at me? Should I try asking again? I hear a click and the T.V. is shut off, she slowly turns her head to look at me. Her one demon eye glowing in the dark. Now she's going to truly be herself, since we're basically the same species. But she didn't let out her wings. Or does she not have them.

"What wrong, if you're at least a half breed then you should have wings right?"

Still nothing, is she not going to talk to me. No wait...she's crying. Did I do this? I made her cry, how gentlemanly of me.

"I don't care about you anymore, I was only nice to you so there would be no problems with you living with me. But now, it's none of my concern, you can take care of yourself."

She can't be serious. With tears flowing freely from her eyes she walks past me, all I hear I is a sniff.

"Wait! Naomi! Are you serious? Come one!"

"LEAVE ME ALONE! I HATE YOU!"

Ouch, that hurts. Geez! Why are girls so touchy if you don't tell them anything? Women.

Switching to Naomi.

Why am I so bent on this? He didn't tell me so why do I care? Am I that much human? All these questions start to swim in my head, I don't even hear Kristin come in my room.

"Hey are you okay?"

My anger returning I fight the urge to kill him, I'm falling down into my own hidden darkness. I try so hard so that I can at least control my anger and rage. But why is he so special that I can't keep myself in check? My eyes burn and darken to their shade of crimson my wing is begging to come out. My back is throbbing, I need my medicine. Since I'm a half breed I only have one wing...and it sucks. I can't fight, I can't protect anyone I care about. I can't do anything! Why am I so useless?! A useless half breed, that's all I am!

"Why? Why I am I so useless?! Your right, I am weaker than you in every way! Why am I even alive?!"

My human feelings override my brain and I start to cry, while my wing sprouts from my back. My human side is stronger than the demon side of me. That shows how weak I am, why was I born anyways?

"Naomi! Listen to me, you aren't useless! It's not your fault!"

"IT IS! EVERYTHING IS BECAUSE OF ME!!! MY MOTHER IS DEAD BECAUSE OF ME!!! DON'T TELL ME IT'S NOT MY FAULT!"

Running down the hallway, I dash to the veranda. Standing on the railing I drop down using my one wing to somewhat help me. As I reach the ground, I hide my wing and run.

...

Running...running...running. That's what I did for the past few hours, when I finally stopped I could barely even breath. Panting wildly, I limply recline against a tall rock. I ran for a long time, and I haven't eaten much either. Bad combination...I screwed up.

"How do I get home? But then again...I don't want to go."

I catch my breath and slowly stand up. Turning around I see a figure, average height, with short hair. White hair, glimmering in the moonlight. Kristin, why, more like how did he get here? I came here alone.

"Come on, let's go home. I'm sure you want to eat something."

"I didn't come here so that you can find me! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Switching to Kristin.

I don't understand women, they just do whatever they want and then they get upset with you for being considerate. I came all the way here and still! Unbelievable! I walk toward her slowly and take her hand. She tries to free her hand, but stops pulling. She just wipes away her tears. What has she been through? She's the reason her mother is dead? I don't understand. I'll ask her when we get home.

"Hold onto me."

Still not talking huh? She doesn't say a word as she wraps her arms around my waist and squeezes me tightly. Its...kind of cute. Letting my wings out I jump and soar into the air. If I go really high then no one will see us. I don't think she would like that. I jump and fly up into the clouds all while holding on to Naomi tightly.

"Why?"

Her voice is so quite I wouldn't have heard it if I wasn't listening carefully. Why am I considerate of her feelings? I don't even know myself. Is it that I actually care about her? Or...

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry repeat that."

"Jeez! I said I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For making you come out here after me."

"I don't mind. Now come on, let's go home. I'm sure you're hungry."

I know that she is, I can feel her stomach rumbling through her clothes. I don't know if she even ate yet today. I'm worried about her. Wait...since when am I worried about someone? Is she that different? I wonder. As I flew she had slackened her grip, she fell asleep. Right in my arms, as I flew across the city.

Switching to Naomi.

While he flew us back to the dorm rooms I clutched onto his shirt, he has a nice smell to him. Like a calming smell, I can't really explain it. The smell was so nice that I fell asleep, he held me tighter. Protecting me, so I wouldn't fall.

...

BUZZBUZZBUZZ!

Again with the dang coil! I should really take the alarm off.

"Why haven't I done that yet?"

I try to get out of bed. But something pulls against my waist. A pair of hands, light skinned hands. Those hands slowly move up my waist and stop directly under my chest.

"What the! Stop that!"

The hands tighten around me and pull again. I hear rustling and a groan.

"Ugh...come on stay a bit longer. Both of us are tired."

"W-what?! Come on, let me go! We have school!"

"Oh...yeah...I forgot."

He doesn't let go though, if fact he squeezes me tighter. I can barely breathe.

"I- I can't breathe! Let me go!"

He squeezes with Ungodly strength, that's the strength of a demon. He could kill me just by squeezing me like this.

"Fine. You're no fun."

"Whatever."

He finally lets me go and I grasp for my breath. My lungs hurt, it's like all the air was taken from them. I start to cough.

"*Cough* *Cough*"

He looks at me in my disoriented state with a disinterested expression, I want nothing more than to hit him and cause him pain. But...I can't that's how weak I am. I am so...weak. I feel the tears threatening to spill from my eyelids, why am I so stupid?

"Weakling."

I slump down hearing that and wrap myself in the safety of my covers. I'm not going to school today, or ever. If I'm really that weak then what the reason for me to go to school.

"Why? If I disgust you that much then put me out of my misery! Just kill me already! You're stronger than me so just end it. I don't care anymore! If I'm a weakling then..."

My tears spill, and I start to bawl. My sobs are nasal and short. My loud voice echoes back to me and just makes me feel worse. I hate this, why hasn't he just killed me yet? He could do it, so...

"I won't. I can't let myself. You may be weak, but I can train you if you like."

"Train? I can't be trained. I have no experience with fighting, my mother never taught me to fight."

"Well, do you want to live or die? I can help if you want! But you are the only one that make that choice."

"I..."

I can't even finish that sentence, simply nodding my head he lifts me chin and stares into my soul with demon eyes. My tears stop and I simply stare back at him with reddened cheeks. I flinch when he touches my cheek and wipes my face with a cloth. He scares me so much, I'm terrified of him, my very soul quivers seeing his eyes glowing red.

"Okay then, change into some free movement clothes. We start when you come out. Understood?"

"Yes."

I get up and he walks out of the room. Walking to my closet, I find some clothes. A halter top shirt and a pair of tights. I hope this is good...

Switching to Kristin.

I hope I made the right choice. I don't usually help others, I just use then abuse them. I have no use for people, they just give me some form of entertainment. So either way I win. Glancing at my watch, I notice it's been 10 minutes. How long does it take to find clothes?! I hear a creak and look at her door, she's coming out I guess she found some clothes. When I see her blushing face I almost faint. Her shirt isn't even a shirt, it's past her abdomen, and her pants are so tight I can see the curves of her body. I should stop staring stop her. I might look like a pervert.

"O-okay then, if you're ready then let's start."

Then again... I might tease her.

"Nice choice of clothes, I like them."

"Don't stare! I'm embarrassed already."

Her face is bright red. She looks so cute, I like seeing her flustered. We're wasting time, I have to train her. Since when I am I eager to do things?

I flew up and aim at her, she dodges. Good, she learned something from what I taught her. She jumps with speed and throws a punch, it lands and I feel some pain.

Switching to Naomi.

I got him! Finally I did learn something. He retreats back and tries to strike back. But he can't. I see blood on his lips, oh no...

"Kristin! Are you okay?! I'm so sorry. I'll help."

Of course I'm happy because I got him, but I feel bad for hurting him. All my feelings are muddled up inside me. I really do feel bad though...

"I-I'm okay, just a little banged up. I'll be fine."

"No! I'm going to help you. Starting by walking you to the dorms."

I put one arm around his waist and he puts one arm on my shoulders. Taking a few wobbly steps, together we walk back home.

As we get home I order him to lie down in bed, taking off his shirt I notice his toned body. His muscles show through his pale skin beautifully, and his broad shoulders are so smooth that they feel like silk clothes.

"If you're done admiring my body could you help me now?"

"I wasn't!"

My cheeks blush to a shade of red and I try to hide my face in the dark room. Why was I staring at him again? Is his body that captivating? I don't know myself.

"I going for the first aid kit. Wait here."

I walk briskly to the kitchen and find it in one of the cupboard, grasping it tightly, I arrive in my room. His side is bleeding a bit. I feel bad now...

"I'm sorry, for hurting you."

"I'm okay I said it already. But if you treat my wounds, I'll give you a reward."

He smirks deviously while I look at him, stupefied.

Switching to Kristin.

I will give her a reward, it's a way to show my feelings without saying anything. She looks so funny right now, I know her eyes are trying to figure out what I'm thinking. But I won't tell her. I don't want her to find out just yet. She wipes away the blood from my side and I flinch. It stings a bit...

"Does it hurt too much?"

"Not really, but there is a pain coming from it."

"Okay then. I'll be gentle."

She puts some anti-infection cream on the wound, it's not that deep so I should be fine. Placing a bandage on it she pats my head. She did a great job to be honest. She does a good job with wounds, she did say she had to help herself with getting better. What has she been through?

"Hey, what did you mean when you said it's because of you your mother died? I'm curious."

"Oh..."

Her eyes darken and she looks at her hands. Is she remembering what happened?

"I'll tell you, but I don't want you to tell anyone."

I simply nod, she opens her trembling lips slowly.

"I was six at the time and I was trying to train myself, and my mother came outside..."

She stops and starts to cry, I pull her into my arms and gently rub her back. Her sobs are loud and filled with pain, I want her to continue. But she looks so pained...I can't bare it.

"If you don't want to then..."

She buries her face in my chest and stays quiet for a while, she's broken inside. Her soul is slowly fading away inside her, and her heart is smashed into a million pieces.

"I- I wasn't in control of myself and..."

She starts talking again and I listen eagerly, I want to hear the truth. I want to hear the secrets she's been holding back. I want to make her feel better.

"And I struck her, in the heart. My powers were stronger then than they are now, so I had done more damage to her then than I would have done in my present state. She was rushed to the hospital but was pronounced dead upon arrival. That's why it's my fault...because I couldn't control my powers. The last thing I saw from my mother was a smile, she was smiling, even though she knew her faith was sealed when she stepped in front of me."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that, but...it's not your fault. If you weren't in control of yourself then, there's nothing you could have done."

Why am I helping her with her family problems? I'm not supposed to care about others. That's what my father said,

"Son, I want you to be selfish. Only care about yourself, no one else is as important."

No...he's wrong, I know one person that's more important than myself. And that person is...Naomi.

With that decision made, I prop her up and stare into her face. She looks at me confused and scared. I smile then press our lips together.

Switching to Naomi.

...

What's happening? What is he doing? He's...kissing me! My cheeks flush to deep shade of red, should I pull back? It's not like I hate it but...I don't usually do this. My eyes were open so I think I look pretty weird. His kiss sends electricity down my spine, I trembling in his arms. Closing my eyes I feel him pull away. How long was it? It felt like time just stopped completely, his lips are so soft.

"Why did you do that?"

I feel myself twitching and I curl into a ball. My back throbs and I almost scream from how much it hurts. It feels like...my back is bursting from the inside out! I fall onto the floor and I scream from the intense feeling of pain radiating from my back. When the pain finally recedes, I slowly stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I'm shocked at what I see. I used to have one wing and one red eye. I smile from ear to ear and wrap my arms around Kristin. I'm so happy, I could kiss him. He looks at me with a smile and returns my embrace. I love this feeling, this feeling of safety and comfort. Serenity and calm. Is he the reason for this feeling?

"What's that for?"

"Thank you so much!"

I know good luck isn't something that comes to people easily, but I just got extremely lucky. I have two wings and red eyes. Is it because Kristin kissed me? I think so, he's the...reason for this? And he helped me, he told me that it wasn't my fault. I think...I believe him. If I wasn't in control, then what could I have done? He makes me feel better, I like it.

"Thank you, you have no idea how happy I am right now."

"Anytime Naomi."

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