Demi took his time in the shower, enjoying the scent of the soap, then the even stronger scent wafting in from the kitchen of pizza and macaroni and cheese.<br/>His stomach growled loudly, anxious to eat even in the middle of his shower. Demetrius finished cleaning himself quickly, leaving only bruises behind where dirt and dust had been. Then he stepped out and quickly dried off his body before wrapping the towel around his waist.<br/><br/>He glanced in the mirror for a moment and grinned, showing his fangs, then reaching up and tugging at one. They weren't really long enough to be called 'vampires'...<br/>Demi sighed and shook his head. Guess the guy was right...he was a little devil...couldn't even drink blood with them yet...wasn't old enough.<br/><br/>With a shrug of annoyance Demetrius opened the door, inviting the cold air to play over his body.<br/>He turned right, away from the kitchen, and went to his own room, shutting the door most of the way behind him as he let the towel drop and started getting dressed.