The Human And The Satan

33.

"How do men and women in your species express their desire for each other, Leah?" Satan suddenly asked me and I almost choked on the piece of mushroom. Why, in the name of the devil inside him, would he ask me that?

"By confessing their feelings, I think. It's not that I have expressed my desire for men every day, back on earth, Satan." I said, shaking my head and he looked at me with his eyebrows shot up. Let's say, he was not really amused. Not amused at my answer, it was barely even an answer to the question he asked me.

"I mean, how do they express their feelings except by voicing them?" He asked me and I pressed my lips together. How do I tell him when I, myself, have just watched them in movies or read them in books? Well, I can just narrate to him that. Easy.

"I have never experienced what you have just asked me, Satan. But yeah, humans do go on dates to express their likings for each other." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and I had some clue as to what he was going to ask me.

"And what do they do on dates?" He asked me and I laughed awkwardly, shrugging my shoulders as I chewed on the peas. I don't like them. Who even likes peas anymore?

"Nothing unusual, actually. They just eat together, watch movies, watch stars? They do all the random things with their special person and call it a date. They just eat good dishes. That's the only difference." I tried my best to explain to him but he looked as confused as he was before I answered him.

"But we are eating together now. Is this a date?" He asked me and I laughed at him, shaking my head. My cheeks flushed red at his question. This was more than a date for me. I had never eaten with anyone else before. For me, breathing together under one roof was no less than a date, either. But he doesn't need to know that.

"No, no, Satan. Date is preplanned. It's like if I decide on a different place, venue, food, make decorations and plan something romantic, then it will be a date." I said and he tugged on his lower lip, shaking his head.

"I'm still confused, human." He said, making me sigh. I gripped the glass of water and took a sip from it. "Why don't you plan a date for me and explain to me how a date is different than the normal routine?"

He asked me and I choked on the water. My eyes widened as I looked at my so-called soulmate. He wanted me to take him on a date. Like he wanted me to arrange a date for him.

"But I have never planned a date before, Satan. I don't know how to do it." I said, and he chuckled softly, making my heart to thud inside my chest. His chuckle made my insides curl and twist in anticipation of so many emotions and desires that it physically hurt me to even think about it.

"I'm sure you'll be able to manage. And Ajax will be more than happy to volunteer for help. Then we can fix this date for the weekend?" He asked me and I blinked at his newfound excitement and curiosity about the date. And then something hit me, like a truck. And I turned to look at the ruler of hell and my eyes narrowed as I looked at him with my scrutinizing gaze.

"Wait, wait, Satan. You very well understood the meaning of the date when I told you. But you pretended not to. So that I can plan a date for you. Right?" I asked him and I saw his lips twitching slightly, but other than that he didn't react to my allegation.

"Do you have any problem with setting up a date for us, Leah?" He asked me and I pressed my lips together. If he was going to bring it up that way, how would I ever agree to have a problem with setting up a date for us? For him. For us.

"No. It's just that I have never organized a date before. And neither has anyone ever taken me out on a date as well. What if I mess up?" I asked him, and he smiled. The ruler of hell, the devil, smiled at me. Not the cruel smile but the kind of smile that can make any woman, any man go weak on their knees. And I was no different. If anything, his smile affected me more than it should have.

"I don't even know what a date is, Leah. So, I won't even know if you messed it up by mistake. And I don't care about anything until I spend my time with you. And you just said no-one has ever taken you out on a date as well, right? That's why I want you to teach me how humans interact with each other. Express their liking towards each other. So that I can take you out on a date you want to go on." He said, and I gulped at his words.

One thing I gathered from Satan was that he was really good with his words. He managed to make me feel a lot of emotions through his words. Just the words. So, I simply nodded my head, not knowing what else to say anymore. He wanted to have a date with me. And if he is really my soulmate, I need to make my efforts as well.

How fair would it be to make him do all the things? And make him put all the effort into this relationship when he is my soulmate as well? So, I took a deep breath and pulled my big girl's pants and nodded my head.

"I'll try my best to make the date memorable for you." I promised him with a smile.

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They say promises are best when broken. Because what's fulfilled are the vows. And what's left undone and incomplete are the promises that are nothing but residues of lies.

When Satan asked me to plan a date for him, I had no idea how to do it. I had no idea how people even organize dates for each other. I have no idea what people do on dates and how they make their dates memorable. And I was so stupid that I had promised Satan to make this date "memorable" for him.

But how, I had no idea!

I was pacing in the darkness of my pathetic room. But the irony of my life was that no matter how pathetic my room felt to me, it was more comfortable and felt more home than the house I had rented back on earth. That was merely an apartment, I used as an shelter to save myself from wild animals and heat or cold.

This place was more of my home than that place ever could be. It's not because Satan had suddenly revealed our relationship but because this place actually felt closer to my heart. If not any more.

"May I come in, little human?" A familiar voice asked me and I turned around to look at my friend, Sir Ajax. Oh, how much I needed a friend right now. To complain and seek advice from. And how perfect Sir Ajax was for all of these things.

"Of course, Sir Ajax. You don't even need to ask me. But, what are you doing here?" I asked him and he smiled at me. The same enigmatic smile that told me how he knows everything about me. Even about things that has yet to get unfolded, even in front of me.

"I had an intuition that you need me, little human. So, here I am. Tell me, weren't you in need of a friend right now?" He asked me and I laughed at how accurate his prediction was and nodded my head as I inched closer to the chef.

"Or maybe Satan sent you here?" I asked him, narrowing my eyes into a scrutinizing gaze and he laughed at my words, shaking his head. He looked up, as if talking to the Lord. No, no...... he is a demon. He rarely talks to God. Or maybe never.

"I don't blame you for thinking like that, little human, but no; Sire has not sent me here. It's really my intuition that dragged me from my chambers till here, in your room. Tell me, what is troubling your little mind?" He asked me and I pressed my lips in answer.

How do I tell him that I need to arrange a date for Satan? That he has asked me— oops, sorry, sorry, that he has ordered me to plan a date for him. Speaking of which, who in the correct state of mind orders someone to plan a date for them!?

Were all the kings in the history like him?

Help me, holy spirits!

"Little human......."

"Why can't any one of you just call me Leah, by my damn name? And I am not little. You all are insanely tall. And I'm quite tall for woman on earth." I said, and he laughed, nodding his head as he made himself home inside my small room.

The audacity of men in this realm!

"I know, little human— I mean, Leah Summers. It's just that you're fun to mess around with. What are you thinking of? Tell me? I can help you with it." He said and I pressed my lips, letting out a sigh of defeat.

Or maybe I really do require help. I can't do everything on my own. I am not any kind of superwoman.

"Can you help me find some romantic books in the library and then translate them for me? Especially the part where the main protagonist arranges a special date for their partners." I said, my skin flushing red as he looked at me, with his eyes brows raised up at my request.

A faint, almost teasing smile formed on his face and I felt the heat of embarassment surging inside me. It was hard to confess this already and his amusement is only messing with me. If not more.

"No! Don't you dare pass any sort of comment or laugh at me!" I warned him before hand and he pressed his lips, as if impishly stopping himself from laughing but it was more than enough to tell me that he was making fun of me.

"I was not going to say anything, little human. What were you expecting from me? Were you expect me to to tease you for getting the books so that you can arrange a romantic dinner for Sire? Of course, I am not going to do that." He said, innocently and I pursed my lips, nodding my head, almost in irony of his statement.

"I can see that, Sir Ajax. I can clearly see how you are not teasing me at all. And I really appreciate your hardwork for not saying anything to me. At all." I said with a forceful smile and he chuckled at my sarcastic response.

He shook his head, getting up from the floor as he walked out of the room before turning back to look at me.

"Come, the library has many books. I am sure, you'll be able to find 'special moments' from them. Many types of special moments, actually. And I'll happily translate them for you. After all, it would be my immense pleasure, little human." He said and I gave him a tight-lipped smile, nodding my head.

"Of course, Sir Ajax." I said and another laughter escaped his mouth, making me curl my fingers into a fist.

Embarassment, here I'm coming for you, darling. You don't even need to find me. Because, I always manage to find a way to get back to you.