Isha woke up with a start rubbing his eyes. He then noticed clothes being thrown acrossed the ceiling. Wait, no that's not quite right… His bed was on the ceiling as well? Wait, no.
"What the hell am I doing up here?!" Isha exclaimed, looking at Rose as she threw his clothes acrossed the room. "And what are you doing?!"
"I'm looking for something that'll fit me for when we go out. And," She looked up at him, smiling impishly. "You were like that since I woke up. I think you unlocked something last night."
"How do I relock it?!" He stood up, trying to jump to the floor, but being pulled to the ceiling. "C'mon! I have cl-" He caught off looking down at the ceiling. "I need to call in sick for school." He stated, walking around the ceiling, trying to figure out how to get back down.
"Maybe you'll just have to live like this~" She smirked, changing her clothing.
"I can't go outside like this! I don't want to find out what space is like! And aren't you going to shower before you dress?" She laughed at his words before hearing about the shower.
"I… don't know how to work it." She looked down, holding one of his shirts.
"Are you serious? Didn't you say you watched me for two ye-" He suddenly fell off the ceiling, landing on her. "Oww…" He got up, looking down at Rose as she laid on her back.
"You're not going to ask if I'm okay?" She huffed, staring up at him.
"I figure you'd be okay, being a demon and all." Sha narrowed her eyes at him.
"You're like twice my size. And heavy." She kicked his shin, sending him back down onto her. "Now try it again." She stated, cheeks puffed.
"You're ridiculous. You know that, right?" She narrowed her eyes as he said this.
"Fine. If I'm so ridiculous then you get to bathe me." She watched him, cheeks still puffed.
"What. Why? It's not that hard to figure out?" He furrowed his brow at her, going to get up. She wrapped her legs around him to prevent him from getting away. "Fine, fine."
"Good." She puffed air into his face and smiled, letting him go.
"Are all demons this much of a handful?" He sighed, getting up.
"Who knows." She replied with an impish tone, laying on the floor still. "Carry me." She stated, folding her arms.
"What's up with you today? You're acting like a child." She furrowed her brow at Isha's statement.
"So what if I am!" She started thrashing like a child. Isha pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. What happened to being an arch demon. He let out a sigh and picked her up.
"Fine fine, you big baby." He held her light body in one arm, collecting clothes for her in the other, "What do you want done with your ragged clothes?" He asked her, looking at them on the floor.
"Burned." She replied, glaring at them.
"Trash it is." He replied to her, leaving them there for now. He walked acrossed the hall and into the bathroom. "I hope you know your cleaning my room later." Isha informed her, starting the water and filling the bath.
The bath was about ten foot long and four foot wide. It was partially in the floor. It was actually one of the benefits and sole reasons why Isha hadn't moved to a different apartment. There was no way he wanted to leave this thing yet.
When the temperature was warm enough, he set her down into the tub, making sure it didn't get to warm. She watched as he put some soap into the tub, the water starting to bubble. She began to happily play with them.
"So, why are you so… Pushy about me bathing you." He asked her, getting a washcloth. At his question, she hid a bit under the bubbles for a bit.
"Because… I've never had one…" Isha tilted his head as he turned the water off.
"What do you mean you never had one?" He asked her, putting soap onto the cloth.
"When I was alive…. That was a few hundred years ago… I was born with albinoism… That's why I look how I do…" Isha nodded to her words as he listened, starting to wash her back, deciding to let her be treated as a kid starting to assume what happened. "It was… people were very discriminative then… I'm a little surprised at the menial complaints I hear… Remember the room with my stuffies in it?"
"Yeah, I remember." He nodded at her question.
"It's hidden because my parents locked me in there… they were… embarrassed and disappointed… So they locked me there… feeding when they felt like it… I made clothes out of the sheets they allowed me… But I ended up dying when I was fourteen…" She sank under the water a bit.
Isha didn't say anything, gently washing her with the rag, letting her be spoilt.
"I'm sorry for acting like a kid... you don't have to do this anymore, I can wash myself." She sat up, looking down at the water and then up at Isha.
"Close your eyes." Isha stated, staring back at her.
"O-okay." She blushed a bit and closed her eyes, waiting for a bit as she opened her mouth a bit. Then water suddenly splashed on top of her head as Isha scooped water and dumped it on her to wetten her hair. She puffed her cheeks as he began to wash her hair.
"I'm sorry for using my soap, we'll get you your own later." She kept her arms folded as she watched him.
"You're a jerk." She stated, glaring at him as he washed her head.
"What do you mean?" He asked her, getting the cup again. "Close your eyes."
"Nothing you butthead." She closed her eyes as he rinsed her hair out, starting to condition it.
"You're a lot paler now." He commented as he conditioned her hair. Some of the bubbles began to disappear. "And the water is black. That's gross."
She smirked at him, closing her eyes as she saw him grab the cup. He smiled a bit as he began to rinse her hair.
"Maybe I should take a clean bath then? And you can join me this time." She replied, watching him as he got a towel ready, now that she was all clean.
"And why would I do that?" He asked her, reaching into the water to pull the plug.
"Because I never got to bathe with my dad." She replied, watching as he reached his arm in.
"Neither did I." Isha shot back as her water drained.
"Some sort of parental figure?" A person came to Isha's mind and he froze, his face going blank as he was lost in his mind. "Isha?" She worryingly tugged his shirt.
"N-nothing. Um… I have no reason to bathe with you. I just washed you like you asked. Maybe some other time." He replied, picking her up and setting her on the bathroom mat, drying her off with the towel. She huffed and crossed her arms.
"You need to wash yet. You haven't for a few days now." She stated, staring up at him.
"You really are a stalker." He replied to her. She narrowed her eyes and kicked him in the shin. "Ow! Okay! Okay, I'll bathe with you. Geez." He sighed and went to get another towel and a change of clothes for him. When he got back the bath was already almost filled, and Rose was sitting in it waiting.
"You're a cheeky little demon, you know that?" She smirked impishly at his statement, already making bubbles as he had. Isha let out a sigh and undressed, getting in with her.