This is a 1x1 RP with the wonderful Laynie and the amazing Zexion/Ienzo! No one can post in here OTHER then us. If you want to give feedback simply message us. I'll start us off. (Yes I know I'm not using an OC, go suck it if you have a problem with it )

 

 

Mammon sighed, walking around the town with his hands in his pockets. After taking a short-cut from his college to get back home he ended up getting lost. And he had a feeling he didn't want to be here...

 

(Starting off RP's isn't my strongest point, don't kill me )

"Well, Dad gave me this scar here, see?" he lifted up his hair to reveal that gash-mark on his face. "He did that when he hit me with a vase. So after Mom died, me and Sakura lived upstairs for a few days, but then Dad set the house on fire. We made it out, and he... died in the fire. So we ran and ran until we came to Beauport. Once we got here, we had a hard time leaving... it was difficult enough to get this apartment," he shrugged. "And I've been in Beauport since I was about eight,"

Mammon blinked, sorting the data in his head. So that's where he got the scar. The memory of Mammon running his finger down it flashed in his mind and he shivered. Haru seemed nice...he didn't deserve such a horrible fate.

"I-I'm so sorry, I had no idea." He said quietly, twirling some strands of violet hair around his finger. At least Mammon deserved what he got...at least in his opinion.

"Nah, it's cool. The only thing I regret is that I'm doomed to stupidity. Mom always said I was dumb, and Sakura thinks so too. I've never been to school," he shrugged. "So I can't read or write... but Sakura can, so she was better off than I was. She took care of me,"

Mammon looked up at Haru, his facial features holding nothing but seriousness.

"I'll teach you." He stated confidently before looking over at the picture of Haru's mom. "I think...I think she'd want that for you...mine did." Mammon admitted, a sad frown settling onto his lips.

"Mom?" he laughed. "No, she wouldn't care. I was a mistake anyway," he thought it was pretty funny. "You don't have to teach me, it's a waste of time," Haru shook his head, still snickering from the subject.

For a moment, Mammon looked slightly crestfallen. Poor Ru...Before he could prevent it, a small whisper escaped his lips.

"If you're a mistake the I must be one too." Regaining his composure, Mammon got up quickly to grab some water to open his closing throat.

"How are you a mistake? Your parents didn't have you by accident, did they?" he asked, sketching more details into her hair. "Cups are int he cabinet above the sink,"

Mammon got a glass, washed it out, and filled it with water.

"No, but my dad hated my mum for giving birth to such a weak male and my mom hated me for not being what was wanted. To them, I was an accident. I shouldn't even be alive." He gulped down the liquid. "Kat's the same way. Her dad hates her because she's not a male."

"Ouch. That's pretty rough," he sighed. "I was just hated from the beginning. Mom would leave me home for hours and hours..." he remembered, continuing to etch the picture. "I couldn't talk until I was four, so everyone thought there was something wrong with me,"

"Ah..." Mammon went back to where Haru was sitting and exhaled heavily. "Oh...about before. Sorry to inturrupt your....'happy' time." He said, remembering how slightly irritated Haru had been.

"Happy time?" he blinked. "Weird choice o' words, dude, but whatever. I was drawing out my mom," he sighed, going back to etching. "So, your dad expected you to be all tough and manly or whatever? What's wrong with not being tough and manly?"

"My dad didn't want a son who could fight for himself. Incase you haven't noticed, I'm not the strongest person." Mammon explained. "He even went as far as to call me feminine..." He muttered darkly. He was clearly male...

"Ouch. Rough, dude," he sighed. "Nothin' wrong with not being strong though. But ypu just gotta be careful in a place like Beauport's all," he put his knife down and flipped the coffee table down. "It got really late," he noticed, looking out the window and noticing the dark sky.

Mammon to looked out the window, seeing the dark night sky.

"It did..." He said, getting up and leaning out the window so the breeze hit his face in welcome.

"Ah...nice wind tonight to. It should keep me cool."

"Yeah, I'm exhausted," Getting shit stolen by whores is tiring. "I'm gonna go to bed... like I said, you get the couch," he did his famous shoulder-roll that Allie thinks he does too much and headed towards his bedroom.

 

(Call me!! If you can, that is)

(Lol, I'm trying to RP and do my Spanish homework. I'm good but not that good Gimme a few minutes.)

 

Mammon nodded, sitting akwardly on the couch. Sure he had slept on it once...but that wasn't the whole night. He had slept with Haru before. Not that he wanted to do that but...he was used to that.

"Okay...'night." He called.

(my bad :3c)

 

"Night," Haru went through his usual routine of passing out once he hit his mattress. Sakura was gonna kill him once she found out that Mammon was here, and he didn't call her. And yet, she'd still find a reason to blame that on Ru.

Mammon sighed, flopping back into the couch. He looked at the ceiling before feeling something sticky under him. When he put his hand underneath him and brought it back he nearly upchucked.

"HAAAARUUUUU!!!!"

"What?!" he groaned rolling over. "I'm tryna sleep! Go to bed!" he threw a pillow at the door. Cus that toootally solved everything. We all know that Ru's a winner! "If you wanna yell, go outside and yell! Then get abducted by rapists!"

Mammon walked in, fuming and shoved his hand in Haru's face. On it was a sticky white substance. Three guesses on what it is.

"What. The. firetruck is this?!" He questioned furiously, making sure Haru got a good look at the cum dripping down his nimble fingers.

 

(Soooomeone was being messy, lol.)

"That? That's the shit that came outta me when I had to pull out earlier today, thanks to you and your wife. Now go wash your hands, that's nasty, dude," he buried his face in the pillow and sighed.

Mammon shivered as he was told whose it was and glared at Haru for a good 5 minutes. After thinking for a moment, he smirked and wiped the remaining liquid all over the back of Haru's head.

"It's your mess, not mine." He stated nonchalantly, turning back into the living room and closing the door behind him.

Haru gave yet another groan and just went to the bathroom. Shower time. To him, this was really no big deal, and he didn't understand why Mammon was so freaked out. He turned on the hot water and washed the mess out of his hair. To HIM it was no big deal, but... ew. Yucky.

As Haru hopped into the shower Mammon looked down at the couch. There was the rest of the yuckiness just...staring at him. It was so wierd to see...The teen looked at though, a glimmer of -dare I say it- curiousity shining in his eyes. Now, to put it clearly, Mammon was a virgin and had never come across a substance such as this. So he kneeled down next to it, eyeing it carefully. He wanted to...but he didn't. Curiousity killed the cat, he though. That did stop it from winning over. Hesitantly, Mammon stuck his tongue out and tasted it.

"Blaaargh, it's flavorless!" He commented, wiping his mouth in disgust.

 

(Eeeeewwww, Mammon!)

(Dat's yucky xDDD!)

 

"What're you screaming about?" Haru called from the shower. Great scenario. Curious Virgin Mammon finding someone's... mess on the couch, and a naked dude in the shower. That's a perfect combo.