Seraph Of The End X Reader One Shots!

Urd Geales X Reader

A/N: OK, NAME CONFUSION! When I read the manga chapter with this guy in it, he was called Waldo Gilles. But when you go on the official wikia for him, it's Urd Geales. I guess there must have been a mess up in translation when I read it, haha! He does look more like an Urd than a Waldo though.

You were part of the second progenitor's faction. The second Progenitor. Urd Geales. He resided in Russia, and you had formally resided the awesome Prussia, before it's title of country was stripped. Respectively, you then moved to Russia where you was turned into a vampire and lived with the second progenitor.

Your opinion on Urd? Eh. You kinda thought he was a bit of a slob, always slouched in his chair watching ballet. And those skimpy ballet dancers always tried so hard to impress him, on fear he'd chop off their head or something crazy like that. With power, comes intimidation. And did I forget to mention? You yourself was one of those skimpy ballet dancers.

As you quickly tipped onto a pointe, you turned your head slightly to glance at his reaction to your efforts, tears of fatigue dripping down your (s/c) face. As usual, he had no expression. His head was leaning on his fist, and his mouth wasn't smiling, but it wasn't sad either. He looked kind of bored. Then again, why wouldn't he? Considering you was a ballet dancer, it kind of bored you. Always the same moves.

But you was going to change that. You was the only vampire dancing with a bunch of humans, and you was working to use that to your advantage. You had endured (literal) back breaking training to get to where you was now, and you took a deep breath as your turned your head back to dance partner. His eyes searched yours-asking if you was ready and you stepped back (still on pointe) as your unverbal method of saying you was.

His eyes possessed almost a sadness as he let go of your hand. He was freaking out for you. But you were ready for this. The only way to impress a bored progenitor was though pain? So be it. You leant backwards into a bridge position, and continued this move to a point where it was inhumanly possible. You then leant backwards into a flip, a cartwheel, another flip, and then a flip. With a bridge. In the air. And as expected, there was the sound of bone. BREAKING. You landed and continued with the normal moves. You hadn't broken your back to an undanceable extent, but there was a little pain it. You glanced up at Urd. He had perked up slightly. Interest?

THUD! You turned your head to hear the sound that pricked your ears. One of your fellow dancers had fell over, and it was up to you to cover it up. You danced in front of him in an effort to make his face plant seem more planned, but said plan didn't work. His leg swung out as he flailed like beatle on his back, and you fell right over him.

CRACK!

When your eyes opened again, you felt supported by something cushioned. A bed. Pain spread through your back as you made a failed effort of sitting up, and you heard a sound that made your head swing in it's direction.

"Tch! You didn't need to break your back for my entertainment." Urd. Urd Gilles. He's sat in your room, leaning over you with a pissed off expression. He leant over you so you was trapped in between his arms, and he stared at you.  "You try too hard, (Y/N)."
"U-Urd?" You whisper in shock. He just shook his head and leant it against yours, your foreheads touching.
"You know how to stress me?" It sounded almost like a question, but it was a statement.
"What happened? Why are you-" you began, but he never let you finish.
"You can't remember?" You shook your head and he sighed. "Your a big pile of vampiric stress." He tutted. "You broke your back in a means of entertainment, but someone fell over and when you tried to cover them you fell and broke your back for real. What in that crazy head of yours thought that seeing you hurt would entertain me?!" It was clear he was mad, and you winced under the pressure.
"I-I'm sorry..."
"Don't you dare do that again. From now on, you can be a part of my personal guard. That way I can protect you." He ordered.
"But I can't fight-"
"Well then, your going to be spending a lot of time with me learning how to."

Turns out, he meant what he said. When your back was healed (you refused when he offered to snap it back for you) and you left the hospital-which you later found out was just a spare bedroom next to his- he had already handed in a withdrawal form for you from the ballet dancers, and he had set to work finding you a suitable weapon. When you asked him why he went to so much trouble, he simply replied that he had a lot of spare time.

He taught you the ways of the warrior. And he taught you another thing to. The ways of a girlfriend.

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-Mika X Reader

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