Two small notes before story starts, there's going to be numbers next to two words so I put the definitions here.

(1) Hanbok : Traditional Korean Dress

(2) Kumiho : Nine-Tailed Fox

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Jimin flinches as she stands at the gates of her school and hears the sound of fighting and metal clashing with each-other. She sighs and adjusts her backpack, waiting for Daemon to get back from fighting with Kale. After her last period, Jimin headed to her locker along with Daemon on her side. But of course Kale had to come out and start to proclaim his love to the Malum. Which caused this fight.

"Daemon~! I want to bear your children~."

"Why wont you die! ? Fuckin' half-breed!"

She lets out another sigh and lowers her head. When will this charade end? Jimin looked at the clock on her watch and began to worry. It's been fifteen minutes since school ended, if she doesn't get home soon her mom will probably, harshly punish her. Jimin pulled on her hair.

"I have to get home!"

She quickly turned to run down the street, but her face collided with a person's back. The girl let out a yelp and rubbed her nose.

"S-Sorry."

Jimin looked back up and her eyes widened at the person she ran into. It was a woman with long, beautiful white hair. Her eyes were also narrow and sharp. The woman practically towered over Jimin! She smiled down at her.

"It's fine. Oh!" Jimin jumped as the woman leaned down to touch her hair.

"What nice hair, so pretty."

Nice, pretty? Jimin pulled on a strand of her hair. She didn't do that much, just let her natural hair down and do her usual style of tying up a small bun on the top of her head. The woman then pulled out from her sleeve a butterfly hairpin. Jimin's eyes sparkled at the pretty accessory. She put the pin in Jimin's hand with a graceful smile.

"This would compliment your hair a lot."

She continued to look at the pin with wide eyes as the woman walks past her without another word. Wow, what a nice woman! Beautiful and kind, too bad her fingers were long and sharp like an animal-. Wait, what? Jimin's eyes widened, she was so mesmerized by her that she didn't think about the woman's strange points. Like how here eyes were narrow and red, or that she hadears, also don't forget that for some reason she was wearing a white hanbok. (1)

Jimin swiftly turned around and looked to see where the woman was. She was in fact still behind her, now adoring a smirk. A mist suddenly appeared surrounding the woman, her red eyes were the only thing visible. Once the mist disappeared the woman wasn't there anymore, instead there was a huge, white fox. It let out another smirk before jumping down the street and vanishing.

Jimin was left standing, frozen in place. Her bag dropped from her shoulder and her fingers came up to her mouth. There was no doubt in her mind what that was.

"L-L-La Push werewolf!"

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Daemon let out a growl as he finally returned back to Jimin's house after fighting the half-demon. Dammit, the annoying homo ran away before he could completely finish him off.

He walked through the house wall into Jimin's room. He was going to hope onto the girl's bed and get a well deserved nap, but instead Jimin ran up to him and grabbed the male's coat collar.

"You wont believe what I saw today!" Daemon frowned at her jumpy mood and pulled off her hands from him.

"I don't really care."

"No! You will!"Jimin then pulled out the pin she got today from her pocket and showed it to him. "I met a werewolf today and she gave me this pretty pin!"

"I don't give a crap about your gay fantasies-. Wait, let me see that." Daemon could smell it, he quickly snatched the pin from Jimin's hand and began to inspect the accessory, making sure to hold it high so Jimin wouldn't be able to swipe it back.

"Hey! That's mine!"

Daemon ignored her cries and lifted the pin to his nose and took a sniff, his face scrunched at the scent. He then crushed the pin in his hands and glared at Jimin.

"Where the hell did you get this pin?"

"Hey! Why did you break it!" Daemon could feel his patience breaking.

"Tell me where you got the damn pin!"

Jimin pouted and folded her arms at his attitude.

"A werewolf gave it to me."

" . . ."

Daemon grabbed Jimin's hair and began to pull on it. She let out a yelp and pulled on the hand he had on her head.

"Ow! Ow! Stop it!" She said with tears almost coming out at the corner of her eyes.

"Okay! Okay! A lady with long white hair, red eyes, and ears gave it to me! When she walked away she turned into a werewolf!"

Daemon finally released her hair with eyes widened. He then slapped his hand over his face and let out a low growl.

"I can't believe this."

"That I actually met a werewolf?" Daemon finally slapped Jimin across the head with a sneer.

"No! You idiot, that was a kumiho! (2) What made you think it was a werewolf? !"

Jimin looked down shyly and started to play with her fingers.

"Well, I just got excited and thought it was a werewolf from La Push."

"We're not anywhere near Forks!"

He began to press on the bridge of his nose in stress. Why? Why did a human with an excessive amount of mana have to be an idiot. Daemon sent another hard glare towards her.

"Kumiho or not, you don't take things from strangers!" Jimin nervously began to scratch the back of her head.

"Sorry, but what's the problem with a kumiho? Can't you just get rid of one easily?" He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but I would rather not deal with them. It's easy to kill them with one snap, but they're tricky."

There was then a swoosh of wind.

"I'll take that as a compliment, Prince Malum."

Daemon let out a curse and turned around to see the same kumiho Jimin ran met standing in her room. Jimin pointed to the woman.

"You're from before! Wait, how did you know where I live?" Daemon glared at her from the corner of his eyes, making sure not to leave an eye off the woman.

"That pin had some of her fur on it, she used that to find you."

The woman let out a chuckle and bowed to them.

"My name is Bo-Bae, I came all this way to find you Daemon."

Jimin began to stutter and got red as Bo-Bae walked forward towards Daemon and started to caress his cheek. The male keeps his face stoic even with the advances of the woman. He tilts his head, still keeping his same expression.

"Really." Bo-Bae nodded and this time was now playing with his hair. Jimin bit her lip in frustration. She then points at the two of them.

"Hey! This is my room! Could you please stop being so lovey-dovey!"

Bo-Bae looks at Jimin and puts on a smirk before pulling away from Daemon. She then chuckles at the girl.

"Very sorry. But, I guess I might also have to be sorry for something else."

Just as she says that, the woman takes out a sword from behind her back. Jimin's eyes widen at the sudden appearance of the weapon as she tries to stumble back and avoid the sword.

"Jimin!" Daemon quickly pushes her to the side, taking the hit from the weapon. Jimin closes her eyes, waiting for the sound of impact. Instead, Daemon falls down to the ground on one knee panting. She looks up in confusion. Wait, that sword should have hit him! She rushes forward and puts a hand on his shoulder.

"A-Are you alright?"

Daemon still was supporting himself on one knee, Jimin began to fret as she saw he was panting and his face now had a red tint. Her gaze then goes back to the kumiho and glares at her.

"What did you do!"

Bo-Bae smiles triumphantly at Daemon and slides the sword away.

"I'm just giving him some motivation." She then puts up four of her fingers. "Prince, I'm giving you four days to decide whether or not to come with me back to my lair."

Jimin's eyes widen at her before she turns it back to a frown.

"What! Why would he go back with you? You just fricken' stabbed him!"

The woman lets out a smirk at her before taking out the sword again, making Jimin flinch at the sudden appearance of the weapon.

"This is no ordinary sword, human. It's a spiritual one I stole and killed from a shaman myself." She then points the tip of it towards Daemon. "When a shaman uses it on a human it sends out a fever to kill mana from Hell in that person's body that may be affecting them. But-." The smirk comes back on her face. "-If it's used on a Demon it does the opposite and slowly the fever kills them."

Jimin continues to stare at her with disbelief. Slowly, kill him?

From next to her Jimin felt Daemon's body start to stand up. He steadily climbs onto his two feet and clenches his fist, also sending a glare towards the woman.

"You. I'll make sure you really burn in Hell." Daemon tries to run forward, but it's at a sluggish pace. Bo-Bae easily steps to the side and avoids the hit, making the male run all the way into a wall. Jimin jumps as he makes a clear dent into the plaster, she jumps up and runs to his side again.

Bo-Bae lets out a small coo.

"My poor Daemon, look how fast the fever is killing you already. The pain would be much better if you just come with me right now." She then takes out the sword again, this time pointing at the hilt. "If I just tap you right here it will all go away."

He slowly raises his head, even though he could feel his strength start to fade he manages a glare with teeth showing.

"There's no way I'm walking off with a kumiho."

She frowns at his response and puts the sword away, she then starts to step out of the room through a wall.

"Suit yourself, but just remember you only have three days."

Bo-Bae then disappears into the night, her eyes slightly growing a little more red.

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Jimin worriedly looks at Daemon the next morning. He's state has just got worse, now he's practically covered in sweat. She's pretty sure her beds just dripping wet now. Also, the red in his face has just became darker and the male was still panting. Jimin's eyes downshifted at his form. Will it really happen? Would he die because of her little mistake? That's what really shook Jimin, this was all her fault. If she'd been more careful Daemon wouldn't be in such a state.

"Hey, don't look at me like that." She jumped at his sudden voice, her head then rose to look at him with wide eyes.

"Y-You okay?"

He managed a small growl.

"You're treating me like I'm pathetic." He said between pants. Jimin bit her lip from stopping herself from saying he did look pretty weak. She then leaned closer to the bed and brought her fingers up to feel his forehead.

"Maybe I should get a towel or something to-, ow!" Jimin pulled back her fingers once she brushed Daemon's forehead and brought the digit in her mouth. His head burned her! She then brought out her finger and saw that there was already a blister forming. Shouldn't he be dead with this temperature! ?

Jimin then clenched her fists, her eyes then flashed with determination as she stood up from the ground.

"I'll get you some help!"

"If you bring me the fag, I'll kill you."

" . . ."

Alright, so maybe that idea isn't the best. But it's the only one she has! Jimin picked up her backpack and headed towards the door, she sent one last look at him before closing it. With the mindset to help her body-guard.

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"President! Could you please get bigger mirrors for the girl's bathroom?" Kale frowns at the student that ran up to him and requested such a thing.

"As much as I approve that, the school doesn't have the money to replace the bathrooms." He then goes to get more books from his locker before turning back to the girl with a glare. "Just stand on the toilets to see better, don't you know how horrible the economy is?"

The girl lets out a pout before stomping away from the male. Kale just sneers at the girl from behind her back before closing his locker. Mirrors? Moronic humans, doesn't matter how much they change their appearance they'll still be disgusting weaklings.

"Kale! Kale!"

The half-demon raises an eyebrow as he senses Jimin approaching him, but the strange part was that Daemon wasn't with her this time. He watches as the girl runs up to him out of breath. She rests her hands on her knees before looking back up at him.

"Please! You got to help Kale! He's been hit by this weird shaman sword thing and now has an incredibly high fever."

"Ehhh! ?" Kale slams his hand on the locker next to Jimin. "Hey! Explain from the beginning! How did he get hit by a shaman's sword?" His eyes then darkened at the girl. "Don't tell me that a little whore like you hit him."

Jimin quickly raises up her hand.

"N-No! It was a kumiho! She found Daemon and used a shaman sword to give him this weird fever, now she said she wont cure him 'till he comes back to her lair or something!"

Kale frowns and folds his arms before mumbling out curses.

"Damn fox, must have caught a shaman off guard to get a sword that can do that kind of damage." He then let out a shrug. "Oh well, looks like I'll have to look for another powerful demon."

Jimin couldn't believe her eyes as Kale just walked away without a care in the world. No! There's no one else who can help her! She runs forward and tugs on the male's sleeve.

"What? ! But I thought you loved Daemon!" Kale rolls his eyes and pulls away from her.

"Love? I was only in love with his mana. But now it's slowly being eaten away by a fever." He then leans his weight on one leg while crossing his arms. "The only way he's going to live through this now is to go with the kumiho."

Kale then walks off without another word, waving a hand behind his back in farewell.

She couldn't believe it, he actually didn't care all this time. No, she can't believe that there's no one else that can help her.

Throughout the rest of the day Jimin sulked through school. Adele and Bree glance at her during their last class. Adele leans over to whisper in her friend's ear.

"Hey, what's wrong with her? She's been down since this morning." Bree tilts her head and puts a finger to her mouth, deep in thought to figure out what could be wrong. Let's see, Jimin's eyes have bags, Daemon isn't around her, and she looks like the living dead. A light-bulb then came on in her head.

"She probably didn't have any rice this morning for breakfast!" Bree turns back to Adele with her finger up. "You know how Asians always have to have their rice!"

Adele looked at her with the same bored expression.

"Bree."

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"O-Okay . . ."

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Jimin walked back home in the same slow pace. What's she going to do now? There has to be another way to help Daemon, she only have three more days for the fever to kill him! Jimin walked into her house and closed the door behind her before heading back upstairs into her room.

"Daemon, I'm back from-. D-Daemon!"

On the floor of her room was a feverish Daemon, she also realized that he took his coat off and was still panting. She quickly drops her bag and rushes over to the male and rolls him over so she can see his face. Jimin noticed that his body was dripping in sweat while moving him and that his body felt like a furnace. She looked at him up and down.

"W-Why are you off the bed?"

Daemon still panted and licked his lips before speaking.

"Too. Damn. Hot."

Jimin began to panic and look all around her. She then decided to lay him back down slowly and head to her bathroom to find a thermometer. The girl then rushed back into her room and tried to carefully pick up Daemon's head without getting burned.

"Open your mouth." He slowly opened it and Jimin put in the device. It took a few seconds before the thing beeped and Jimin took it to read the temperature. She nearly dropped it in shock.

"A-A hundred 'n ninteen? !"

Daemon then let out a groan and started to move a bit.

"Still, too, hot."

"I know Daemon, I'm trying to help you as much as I-. Wait, what are you doing! ?"

Her eyes widened and face turned red and he was now trying to take off his pants. Jimin's face darkened as she saw the muscles that lead straight down to his-. She shook her head and grabbed his hands to stop the male from stripping.

"Stop! I know you're hot just give me some time to help you!"

He merely let out a grunt as he tried still tried to pull down his garments. Jimin was surprised at how weak he got, if he really wanted to he could have pushed her off in a second. Daemon finally gave up and laid his arms out on the sides of him, now panting more than ever.

"You're killing me."

Jimin was filled with guilt by that sentence. Yes, she knows he was talking about her not letting him take off his clothes. But she is the reason why he is dying.

Jimin stood back up again and started to exit her room again, but not before sticking her head back in.

"I'll be right back!"

This time she raced down the stairs and into her kitchen, Jimin opened her refrigerator and got out the two bags of ice they had and ran back up the stairs into the bathroom. She then went to turn on the bath tub and made sure the water was on cold before filling it up. Once it was all the way filled she then started to put all the ice in.

From downstairs her mom frowned at Jimin's actions.

"Jimin! What are you doing?"

She pulled her head from the bathroom and yelled back down at her mom.

"Science experiment, I swear!"
Jimin slammed the door shut again and put all the ice into the tub. She stood up straight and looked at her plan. Well, hopefully this will help a bit. But now here comes the hard part.

Jimin walked back into her room and found that Daemon was in the same position he was last at. She let out a sigh and walked over to him and knelt down. Jimin flipped him over so he was on his stomach and tried to lift the male onto her shoulders. She let out a grunt at how heavy he was and tried to drag his body to the bathroom. What made this job worst was that she felt like she was carrying a huge heater.

Jimin now had sweat coming down her head as she finally reached the bathroom. She carefully raised him up onto the toilet before putting his feet onto the tub and then his whole body. Daemon went in with a splash, a smile came on her face when he let out an air of relief from the cold water. But a frown came on when all the ice immediately melted down and some steam started to come up. Jimin sat on the toilet and leaned to Daemon.

"Are you a little better?" He nodded a little and looked toward her, now with eyes slightly open.

"More."

"Oh, um, water?"

Daemon nodded in response. Jimin then went to flip on the water to cold again, Daemon let out a small smile and a sigh as the faucet let the liquid right on his head.

Jimin settled herself on her seat, still having a somber expression as she stared at him.

All her fault. All of it. She let out a sigh and stood up while brushing herself off, might as well get working on her homework. But right when she stood up Daemon's hand shot out and grabbed her's. She nearly screamed in shock by the action.

"Don't-, don't leave me. Please."

Her eyes softened at his request. He's never said please. Jimin sat down next to the tub and clenched onto Daemon's hand.

"Thank you."

Jimin continued to stare at him. Could he? Could he actually be lonely? Jimin laughed to herself. Daemon, lonely? But, with his actions right now it could be. Or maybe he's scared. Jimin settled her head on the side of the tub, he is on the verge of death.

She then raised her head to inspect the hand she was holding. It was definitely not human. Black, and had long claws, she pretty sure if she touched them she would but herself. Jimin rubbed her thumb against the back, the texture was also alien. It was rough and bumpy.

Jimin finally put her head down, and this time tears began to fall. She doesn't want him to die, not now or ever.

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It was the next morning. Unfortunately she had to pull Daemon out of the bathtub, much to his complaints, because her mom started to question why she was in the room for so long. Now she was standing out side and had somehow pulled out Daemon into her backyard and put his coat back on. She looked down at him sadly before looking back up.

"Bo-Bae! Bo-Bae!"

Right on cue, a mist came out and from it appeared Bo-Bae in all her glorious beauty and a smile.

"Did you finally decide on the right decision?" Jimin still faced the ground but slowly nodded. Bo-Bae clapped her hands together and let out a loud coo.

"I knew a human like you would come to her senses!" She then snapped her fingers and from the side of her came two more kumihos, expect these two were men. She then pointed towards Daemon.

"Take him back to my lair, we're going to have a celebration!" Bo-Bae smiled happily. "The Prince of Hell is going to be by my side for eternity~."

Those words hit Jimin hard. It pained even more as she watched the two kumihos pick him from the ground and retreat next to Bo-Bae again. Jimin looked at her in confusion as Daemon was still in his painful state.

"Y-You'll cure him right!"

She frowned and waved her hand.

"Of course I would, no point in killing one of the strongest Malums. Come on boys, lets head home."

The mist then appeared again engulfing all four of them. And Jimin could of sworn that when Daemon looked up he whispered her name. Then, just like that they were gone with the wind.

Jimin stood there frozen. Did she actually do that? Did she actually give him away? She then felt something wet come down her cheeks, Jimin quickly raised her hand and rubbed the stray tears that were coming down. He's gone, he's actually gone.

Those words hit her bad, and all she could do know was kneel down to the ground and cry.