"Damn it." Luan frowned as he stepped outside, realizing that Xaconas was nowhere to be found. Morning had arrived swiftly, but apparently the younger demon was even swifter. Luan may have been a little 'up there' in his age, but he looked like he was in his late 20's. Ultimately, he was still physically adept as well. He was the one that had taught Xaconas, after all. Narrowing his eyes, he darted into the forest ahead at a blinding speed. His lengthy black lockes of hair streamed after him in a desperate attempt to catch up with the rest of his body. "Just wait until I find you..." he grumbled to himself, sensing that the adolescent male's presence was nearing. He gradually increased his velocity, evading the trees in his path. It was obvious as to why Xaconas had conveniently disappeared like so, and that fact only peeved the older demon even more.
Meanwhile, Xaconas walked nonchalantly; he was temporarily unaware of his guardian. His white brows were buried deep into his features as he spoke aloud. "Why is he so persistent with pursuing this? It won't make a difference." He shook his head and folded his arms. Why was Xaconas so against his guardian's suggestion though? Aside from the reason that he just wasn't extremely fond of angels--and presumably thinking that the angels probably weren't too fond of demons either--, what else was there? Xaco glanced up to the pristine azure sky above him, with the uncovered optic. The lad possessed creamy-white hair, which was cut slightly unevenly along the edges. Some of it threatened to block his uncovered eye. The front section of his strands streamed down to his cheekbones. Simultaneously, the rough ends near the back stopped to about a couple of inches past his broad shoulders.
The deep turquoise hue within his irises were distinct and as well-defined as his physique. He was certainly on the very slim side of the spectrum, but his lean muscularity was of well-toned quality. Nevertheless, he usually kept only one of his eyes unveiled. The other was constantly concealed by a black and silver eye-patch There was nothing particularly erroneous about the hidden eye in physical appearance, but his vision wasn't as superior in that eye. Thus, he wanted to prevent it from interfering with his better optic. He was currently not wearing a shirt either, which he preferred as it allowed him to feel the gentle breeze against his skin. He merely wore arm-length black gloves with white buckles upon the hems, and faintly ragged black pants to match. He kept his black demon tail hidden inside his pants as well. In his peculiar mind, he figured that his attire was simply normal.
"Whatever. That old geezer can shove his idea up his a--," Xaconas paused, finally feeling the familiar presence emerging. He blinked and swiveled around, but that was certainly a mistake on his part. Just when he had turned the opposite direction, a blow was delivered square to his bare torso. Due to the sheer force of it, he was knocked backwards a decent distance. After directly crashing through several trees, his movement was suddenly halted when his back slammed into an extensive boulder. The boulder wasn't left unscathed either, however. As Xaconas fell to the ground on all fours, an imprint in the shape of his body was left embedded into the rock. Luan had only punched him, but...this was what happened when Luan delivered blows while someone was off their guard. It was surprising that Xaco had been off his guard to begin with. Luan landed in front of the younger demon thereafter, yellow irises glowing red as he glared down at Xaconas.
Xaconas stood up, calmly brushing the debris off of himself despite the former harsh blow. "What's up?" he queried casually. "Don't give me that! Why must you be so disobedient?! This is for your own good!" Luan stated. "I could care less whether it's for my own good or not--I'm not going!" Xaconas countered. "Yes, you are." the older demon replied in a calm tone. Like before, his glare quickly altered into a smirk. "What--," was all Xaco could utter prior to Luan's next move. On the contrary, he didn't move from his spot but he did activate his energy. It appeared as swiftly as it had been activated. The energy looked to be in the form of chains, which slithered up and around Xaconas's body like a snake. The energy ensnared him in its constricting grip. Directly after, Luan grabbed his end of the string of energy and pulled the currently confined male towards him. "Let's go." And with that, his guardian leapt off all the while dragging Xaconas along.
An hour later, Luan was politely knocking on the door that belonged to the angel's residence. For someone that was a full-fledged demon, he was quite well-mannered. It wasn't that they couldn't be well-mannered, but... In any case, it was different when dealing with Xaconas. Force was the only component that Xaconas seemed to respond somewhat to. Plus, Xaco's occasional sour attitude truly irked him. When the door opened, the peculiar scene of Luan standing beside a tied up Xaconas prevailed. Although the younger male's expression was flat, a single bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. "Greetings. I've caught him~." Luan said in a calm, but content tone as he pushed Xaconas inside. The push knocked him right over. He plummeted to the ground, landing onto his front. The fall didn't phase him though, probably because he was too busy glaring at Luan. "I must thank you once again for this. I really do appreciate your help and I'm sure Xaconas will in the long run." he added with a gentle smile as Xaconas somehow managed to stand back up to his feet in his confined state.
This entire display may have appeared a tad harsh and it probably didn't look like Luan was actually worried about Xaconas, but...this was merely how demon families interacted with one another. For them, it was normal to harmlessly knock some sense into the younger generation as a sort of 'tough love' so to speak. Especially when they were unruly like Xaconas. He kind of deserved it, and Luan wasn't nearly as sadistic as some of the demons he'd encountered. With a snap of his fingers, the string of energy had disappeared from around the lad's body. "Finally." Xaconas muttered, rubbing the faint red marks that the energy had left behind on his arms. "Now Xaconas, behave yourself while you're here or else I'll need to teach you a lesson." Luan still sounded content saying this, but the younger demon was fully aware of what he meant by 'teach you a lesson'.
He continued to scowl at Luan, but he looked as if he had fully acknowledged his meaning. Did he fear Luan? Not exactly, but there were genuinely times when the guardian had managed to strike fear within him. According to Xaco, fear was for the 'weak' so he refused to allow himself to be fearful of anyone or anything. However, hadn't he been scared of Luan at least once before? Xaconas merely sighed, watching his guardian depart after saying his good-bye.