Fury races through him and indeed Kuro is ready to rip the young demon limb from limb. How dare he come so close to Aoba! He's made it very clear that no demon is allowed to interfere with the fallen angel, the aura of the demons he killed giving off that message loud and clear from Aoba's charm bracelet. [i]'You will know my wrath little demon. I won't even give Dani a chance with this one. Coming up to him in public so I can't smite you on the spot And. . . .And. . . .'[/i] His vicious thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Aoba's voice. It takes him a moment however for the words themselves to register. 

For his part Dani stands there stunned, turning completely around to stare at the fallen angel. “Are you nuts?! He's a fricken demon! He could have, wait, wha-?” Aoba races pat him before he can stop him unless he wanted to hurt the angel and use his magic. The smaller demon races up to stand behind his little brother and a little off to the side, his eyes wide, his mouth open. [i]'I can't believe he's defending this demon!'[/i]

Kuro can feel his feeling swell. He's not really sure what they all are at this point but as he watches Aoba move between him and the offending demon, gray wings obscuring his vision, hands pressed to his chest to keep him from his quarry, he knows the predominant one is a demon's natural jealousy. [i]'He's defending him!? After what all the other demons have tried to do to him, and how long it took for him to trust me, this guy here has a few minutes conversation with him and he, he trusts him!? I, what? Why. . . Why Aoba? What has he done to earn your trust? In what way is he better than me and how did he take you away from me so quickly. . .'[/i] He knows that final thought is inaccurate, but as Aoba smiles at the kneeling male and begs for his life the youngest son of Satan can feel his confusion and sadness build. Somehow, he feels that he's failed horribly.

Dani can sense the conflict in his little brother and a growl once more rumbles loudly from his lips. He feels no conflict whatsoever.

[b]"Come on Kuro. . . I could kill him easy. He was too close and he could've hurt him."[/b]

Nodding vaguely Kuro stares, getting glimpses of the demon beyond Aoba's wings every so often. He hears both Dani's and Aoba's words and in his mind a grand battle begins between them. 

~*~*~*~*~

Even though he has relaxed some now that Kuro and Dani are back near little Aoba Fenrir is all but screaming at the mirror at Aoba's actions. “What are you doing Aoba!? Are you crazy!? Don't let his honeyed words cloud your mind! He's a demon, he's tricking you! Can't you see it there! Oh, for the love of, gah!” He has to resist slamming down the mirror in frustration at the angel's actions. He's long advocated demon training for all angels and if he could he would use this as the perfect example of why the training is necessary.

After a moment to breath his frustrations tor to Kuro himself, his hesitation irritating the arch angel to no end. “And you! You know better that all this! You know he's just playing the little one, don't let those shiny blue eyes distract you! He's been lead down a demons path of corruption, how could you let this happen!” Fenrir is loath to admit that a small, small part of him had begin to trust Kuro. Something inside had changed ever so slightly, convincing him that the young demon meant no harm to his dear ex-medic. “Maybe. . .Maybe I was wrong about you you beast. . .” He sighs, propping up the mirror on a stack of papers and resting his chin in his hands. Now that Kuro and Dani are at least near to Aoba he's able to relax ever so slightly.

~*~*~*~*~

The elder brother, tired of Kuro's hesitation, hisses loudly and tries to move past Kuro. However the taller male's hand comes out and he blocks Dani's advance, giving him a glare that ensures he will wait, but only for a short time.

The demon in question, though his vision obscured for the most part by those fluffy gray things, spots the gesture and takes to breathing again. He pulls a warm smile the second time Aoba looks his way, though his terror is still evident in his eyes. When Aoba had rushed to his defense he was afraid that the brothers would toss him aside and apologize to the angel later, after slaughtering him of course. [i]'But this little angel, he seems to really hold a lot of sway over Kuro, the younger one. I wonder how he managed to wrangle such a powerful demon. . . I know it's not like he's a pet or anything, with how he's pleading, but he clearly holds some kind of power here. He's not a toy like so many demons would make of him. . .'[/i] He bites down on his tongue, his fangs drawing blood, in order to keep the new explosion of questions from tumbling from his lips. He knows it's not the time.

His feelings still in turmoil Kuro knows he needs to do something, say [i]something[/i]. He can't just stand here forever. . . .Shaking his head he gives Dani a very firm look, nailing him on the spot before reaching out and laying a gentle hand on Aoba's shoulder and giving him a soft smile. “Let me talk to him for a moment Little Mouse.” His voice is gentle, making it clear that he doesn't intend violence on the male. Not yet at least. Kyouku swallows hard, respectfully keeping his eyes up towards where he can barely see Kuro's face.