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It was another day in hell; hot, screams, blood, gore, and broken promises and sins, basically anything you can think of. Hi, my name is Yuuto. I am a trans female. My birth name was Nilly, but I changed it to Yuuto. It is a Japanese name. It means Gentle and Excellent fly. I'm not sure on what that means, but whatever. My brother helped me pick my new name. Even though he didn't know Japanese, he was still good at making up names. To spell Yuuto in Japanese is Yuto, but we added an extra 'u'.
I still had breasts, but I slept on my stomach so much they didn't get big. I wear a bra, yeah, but I wear an oversized sweater to cover it. It's black, so it will be a bit harder to tell. I still have female parts, yeah, but I have short hair now. I like it short. Less tangles, less time in the shower, and it when it got in my face, it didn't bother me, because it didn't touch my lips when I wore ChapStick or lipstick. The only lipstick I'll ever wear is if it's black or red.
Other than that, I wear black, but I am a ginger, a red head. I do dye my hair, but I haven't done it in a while. I have two dyes, but I need bleach so it would actually show. I tried dying it pink one time, but it didn't show. You could kind of see it in the light, but in the dark, my hair just seemed a little darker to no change at all. I don't work, I'm only fourteen, there are no good jobs anyway. It's hell, there are pedophiles, I'm not risking it, nor is my brother. I love my brother; he takes care of me and sometimes I take care of him when he needs it. Even if he denies it.
I was outside buying myself a latte, as that was better than plain coffee, like, who even likes black coffee? That stuffs nasty. I like tea too, but I like it better warm, not cold, same for coffee. I'll still drink it, but it won't be that good in my opinion. I was sitting in a chair, reading a book, it was called 'The Exorcist'. it was a horror, made for adults, but come on. I'm in hell, and even though I'm fourteen, a book won't scare me. If it's a sex scene, then sure, I'd cringe and never read it again or skip the chapters with sex in it.
I'm not asexual, but I do hate sex. I don't know my sexuality just yet. I'm probably Bisexual, but I'm not 100% sure on that claim. Once my name was called, I stood up and grabbed my latte and the change of the cash I gave the cashier. I then walked out and put the change in my pocket so it wouldn't get lost. I drank my latte and walked back to the hotel, where I stayed with my brother, Alastor, The Radio Demon.
Even though he was manipulative and cannibalistic and all of that stuff, I still love him, because he never gave me a reason not to. He never gave me a reason to not trust him, to hate him, or anything. He always cooked for me, he was nice to me, he treated me with all of the love and care he could. But when he cooked, he made sure to keep it normal for me, since I don't eat other people. He would put deer meat in stuff here and there, but it's not half bad, it's just meat in my opinion.
And he cooks it and seasons it, so it tastes better and doesn't get me sick. I can't judge his cooking, it's really good. Once I was in the hotel, I saw my brother being his usual cocky self and pissing off Lucifer. I walked over and tapped his shoulder. He stopped talking and turned to face me and raised his eyebrow is confusion, wondering why I was getting his attention.
I pulled out the change from my pocket and held out my hand while sipping on my coffee. His grin turned into a soft smile as he took the change and patted my head and told me to scurry off. I did so, while I heard Lucifer ask, "Why did they give you change?" Alastor faced Lucifer once again and his cocky grin returned. "Well, I gave him some money to buy himself something, and he gave me what was left."
"He?" Lucifer asked, confused. I froze and turned around, looking a little hurt, but I couldn't blame him. I looked like a girl; I was born as one. Alastor on the other hand was immediately furious. Static was heard and his horns grew, and his grin widened. "Yes. HE. Do you have an issue with his gender?" Alastor was obviously not happy with Lucifer misgendering me, even though he didn't even say she or anything, he was just asking a question... a question that kind of hurt...
Lucifer was shocked to see Alastor's anger over something so little, but he soon went back to having a straight face. "No, it's not. I'm sorry... I- didn't mean to offend anyone." Alastor calmed down as he heard that and turned to face me. I wasn't drinking my latte; I was staring at the floor. When I felt a gaze on me, I looked up and saw Alastor looking at me. He walked over and once he was in front of me, he placed a hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry my dear, are you alright?" He had a hint of concern in his voice as he asked me that. I felt a little comforted and calmer now, knowing my brother fixed the situation. I knew he was a bit overprotective, but I couldn't blame him. I'm a fourteen-year-old in hell. And I got in hell by stealing and killing someone for trying to turn me in for stealing. I died by being shot after I killed that guy. I don't regret it, as long as I was reunited with my big brother.
Alastor died when I was two, and he was... in his thirty's? Forties? I'm not sure. He looked good for his age though; I've seen pictures from my mom. He diffidently looked good in hell too. I loved his style and his radio voice, it sounded cool. In my opinion. I also love that he's a feared overlord, it means less people would bother me, it's if they know he's, my brother. I also don't mind that he hates technology, I'm not a huge fan of it either.
I like books more anyways. More preferably horror stories. I nodded and took a sip of my latte again and I felt him wrap his arms around me. His hugs were always the best, he always hugged me when I needed one, or to bother me, but mostly when I needed one. I wrapped my arms around him as well and I rested my head on his chest, as he was taller than I was, obviously. I'm taller than Lucifer by one or two feet, but I'm still growing, I know because our mom stopped growing at sixteen, not fourteen.
All the women in our family were close to six feet tall, and the men were close to seven feet or a few inches taller than 7 seven feet. I'm saying that because Alastor was a bit taller than seven feet and I was a bit over Six feet. But I was Six feet and four inches with the heeled boots I wore. I will never wear actual high heels; they are hell to wear after ten minutes. Like, how does the women here live in heels? I'm glad I'm not forced to wear them anymore. And I'm also glad to have a supportive brother that loves me no matter what.
Alastor rested his head on mine and rubbed soothing circles on my back. I could hear his steady heartbeat in his chest, and I let out a soft sigh of contentment, as I felt safe in my brother's arms. Once Alastor pulled away from the embrace, I did so as well, and we looked at each other for a moment before Alastor kissed the top of my head and gave me a warm smile. I smiled back and we went our separate ways for the rest of the day.
At the end of the day, I was trying to sleep but couldn't. I then saw something in the corner of my eye and quickly turned to see what it was, but nothing was there. I got a bit scared and pulled my blanket close to my face. I then heard a knock on my door and jumped and let out a yelp. "Dear? You alright?" I was relieved to hear Alastor's voice and quickly got out of bed and went to the door and opened it to see... no one there.
I immediately got scared and slowly turned around to see a shadow figure right behind me and then jump at me with razor sharp teeth and then I jolted awake. A dream. It was just a dream. I looked at the clock beside my bed and saw it was a few minutes past three. Of course. It had to be three in the morning. I got out of bed, held my dragon plushie close and slowly exited my room and made my way towards Alastor's room.
I knocked on the door and not even a minute had passed when he opened it and was a little surprised to see me. I knew he didn't sleep much, so I didn't feel bad for bothering him. "My dear, are you alright? You are shaking." Once he said that, I had just now noticed. He was right. I was shaking. I didn't notice 'til he said something. I shook my head for a 'no' as tears filled my eyes. Alastor's expression softened even further and led me into his room and shut the door behind him as well.
Alastor led me to his bed and laid me down and sat down beside me. Tears were falling from my eyes as I looked up at him. He looked down at me and asked, "You don't have too, but do you want to tell me what's going on?" I scooted closer to him and wrapped my arms around him. "I had a nightmare..." I said softly "It was horrible... It scared me so much..." Alastor nodded and wrapped an arm around my shoulders and rubbed my arm. "Mind telling me what it's about?"
"... Um... I was in bed... I saw a shadow in the corner of my eye and when I looked to see what was there, nothing was there... I got a bit scared and pulled my blanket closer to my face... I then heard a knock on the door and heard your voice... I opened the door and just saw an empty hallway... I turned around and saw a shadow thingy charging at me..." Alastor was a bit surprised I gave out so much detail on the dream. I'm guessing he guessed that the whole dream must have scared the shit out of me.
It really did though. Alastor then pulled me closer and put my head on his chest. "You may sleep here tonight. I won't let you sleep by yourself after that." his words calmed me, and my shoulders relaxed and lost some tension in them. I let myself relax and hear my brother's heartbeat against my ear. "I can finish the paperwork tomorrow. You are my first priority." I smiled tiredly and snuggled into my brother's chest and closed my eyes, feeling myself drift off to sleep.
Alastor smiled and grabbed a book from the end table and opened it and stared to read, holding the book in one hand and keeping the other on my head. I was fast asleep, content that my brother was there, helping me calm down and fall back asleep. I didn't know what he did when I fell asleep or if he said anything. I just know that... he cares about me... and would do anything to make sure I'm taken care of.