"What the-… where the hell did you come from? Have you been here the whole time? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" Jayne said clutching her chest tightly, consumed by fear.
Zeiran ignored her and looked at Eva, who was frantically searching for something in her drawer "you have some you like hmm"
Eva just nodded but didn't look his way and kept on searching for something in the drawer "How could I forget? Attitude issues." Jayne rolled her eyes before turning to Eva "Hey, it's getting late; I have to go could you see me out?"
"Sure, why not?" Eva replied, leaving the shelf she was rummaging through to Jayne.
"So, you're just gonna leave me here?" Zeiran asked in a somewhat bored tone.
"Already did." Eva smiled.
Jayne and Eva chuckled has the left the room, there was already a cab waiting for her outside Eva's house
"Wait, now that I think of it, I never showed you my house, how did you know where I live?" Eva asked has they walked down the stairs.
"I will tell you about it later" Jayne said looking at the time. They waved each other good bye, Eva walked back to her room
"Why can't I hide my hair color?" Eva confronted Zeiran.
"You're a demon, do you think something as trivial and insignificant as hair dye can change your true form?" he countered with a smirk.
"So, there is some kind of demon dye?" she asked not sure if that was an absurd question.
Zeiran laughed nearly falling from her bed. "When you know how to use your powers, you won't need dye." Eva wasn't sure what he meant. She just stared blankly.
Zeiran pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "You can change how people see you" he explained.
Zeiran demonstrated, changing his for. His long, white hair turned blonde and became shorter, brushing his shoulders slightly. His deep blue eyes flashed for a moment and what was left were two mesmerizing pools of molten gold. He flashed a bright smile and for Eva could've sworn heaven descended at that moment. He pulled her by her waist to him and Eva could muster the strength to resist, lost in his eyes.
He held her for a few seconds and let her go and returned to original form. It wasn't the first time she was seeing him, but somehow, he seemed even more beautiful than usual. Eva's face flushed bright red as she beheld his beauty; her crimson red eyes lost in his cerulean ones.
She didn't realize when she walked towards him and combed her fingers through his silver hair, her hand sliding down to his face. Zeiran held it in place and kissed her wrist.
"No one has ever touched my hair after my mother died." Zeiran spoke.
It was the first time she had heard anything about him. Eva eyes were filled with a mix of sympathy and desire. She leaned in to him, not exactly sure what or why she was doing it. Zeiran pulled away and let go of her hand.
Eva felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as she looked away. She took a step forward, reaching out to him. "I'm sorry, I-" "Don't… touch my hair ever again." He spoke. Eva's gaze fell to the floor, Zeiran was back to his usual cold self but she couldn't help but wonder who Zeiran really was with all his walls down. She decided not to push any further and focus on the matter at hand.
"Is this your true form?" Eva asked still drawn to his new alluring presence and struggling to control herself
"Yes, it is, only you are allowed to see my true form, while other can see what I want them to see." "Teach me how to use my powers" Eva said, walking towards him.
Zeiran, who was now laying on her bed like he owned the place, turned his head towards her with a questioning look "I thought you didn't want anything to do with your demon life"
"I can't keep walking around looking like someone who is out for blood combined with an old witch who make made herself young" Eva whined.
"Don't people compliment you?"
"Yes, they do, but look at my hair now."
"Your demon side is unfolding more; people will love you more."
"What does the fact that I am a demon have to do with my face?" Eva asked him with a confused looked
Zeiran blinked multiple times before erupting in laughter "Wait, do you think you are actually beautiful? all demons are made to be extremely attractive, only a demon can see the ugliness."
"Are you saying I am ugly?"
"It all depends on how you choose to see it."
Eva just rolled her eyes and walked back to the mirror staring at it worriedly, Zeiran watched her for a moment before laying back on her bed.
Eva stared at the mirror for a while before Zeiran stepped in. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulder "Do not be mistaken; strength is not will but a phenomenon that allows one to cause change. That said, the stronger you are, the greater the magnitude of change that can be made. You hold the potential to bend reality itself and all you have to do is to focus… Hold onto that power of yours and bend your reality to your will…"
Suddenly her mom came into her room. Eva's eyes widened.
He mom open her mom to speak but was shocked on seeing her with red eyes and white long hair
"I can explain" Eva waving her hand in denial of everything she was thinking
Zeiran remained silent, watching the drama unfold before him.
Rose turned to Eva "What is all this? What happened to your hair?" Eva stared, trying to think of something.
"I am cosplaying, Jayne said it was fun so I wanted to give it a try" Eva blurted out, praying that her she would believe whatever she said.
Her mom blinked multiple times before she spoke "Ok, that's… understandable… but why are you talking to the bed?" she said pointing in Zeiran's direction. Zeiran was now smirking at Eva's dilemma, curious to see how she'd get out of this one.
Eva tried to explain herself, realizing her mother couldn't see him, she hit her forehead with her palm in embarrassment.
"Mom, I am in the worst position to talk now. Can we just forget that you saw any of that? Did you need something?"
"Well, I can see that." Rose turned to leave, reaching for the door knob before she continued. "I just wanted to inform you, start packing your things slowly we are leaving this house next week."