All was quiet in the Oga household. Not even the tiniest of critters dared move, fearful of one common thing.

Sachiko Oga.

For a baby that was barely one year old, Sachiko had already established herself as a major threat to all things smaller than her. While the pests of the Oga household lived short lives, the actions of the baby were so horrific that the stories were passed down through the lineage.

Currently, Sachiko was calmly playing with some blocks in a small pen that was set up in the corner. Unseen from most eyes, a tiny grey mouse stuck its head out from the corner of a nearby bookshelf and sniffed the air. Young and tiny, the mouse eyed the fragrant morsel of rice left on the floor from the preparation of dinner. The young critter drooled, looking at a clean meal and quickly ran through shadowed territory. Even better, the closer he got to the table the higher the chance for tasty treats.

So it was a low squeak and quick scuttle from behind the bookshelf that the mouse ran across the floor.

Right in the vision of Sachiko.

The baby blinked once before letting out her own squeal. The mouse ignored her and continued on his mission. He would not be deterred from his food!

*BANG*

The mouse recoiled and squeaked in pain. He tried to move but found himself rooted to the ground. The mouse tugged on his tail, suddenly realizing there was a large and sticky goo stuck to his appendage that was sizzling. It slowly ate away at his tail and continued to travel upwards his body.

"There there, don't cry. Your grandma-ma got the bad mousy."

Mother Oga rocked Sachiko in her arms, mindful to keep the babe from crying. She let the little baby cuddle into her arm, clutching tightly to her apron and trying to stay far away from the ground. Mother Oga only kept the baby comfort by wrapping her arms around her, mindful of the still smoking pest gun she held in her right hand.

Sachiko let out a whimper.

"I'm home!"

The tears that threatened to fall immediately disappeared as the baby perked up. Mother Oga smiled with affection at the sudden change in mood before patting her granddaughter on the head.

"Looks like your good for nothing dada is home. Wanna say hi?"

Sachiko started to shake in her arms, wanting freedom. Mother Oga only laughed as Sachiko let out little wails of protest.

"All right, get ready for takeoff!"

Sachiko stilled in her movement before smiling happily at her grandma-ma. The baby scrunched up as Mother Oga hefted her up and then tossed the baby with unnerving accuracy at her son who was walking towards them.

"Whee!"

"Oh God da-OOF."

While the baby-turned-projectile had the mass and size of a football, she still had the momentum and force behind her tiny frame to pack quite an airborne tackle. Still, Oga had taken heavier hits before so while a normal person would have been knocked over or even sent flying, Tatsumi only took it straight and let the baby cuddle into his arms.

"Dada!"

"Hello Princess," Tatsumi said as he petted her, "Have you been good?"

Sachiko nuzzled into his throat, giggling when she felt Tatsumi yelp at the ticklish feeling.

"Dabuh!"

Beel popped out from behind his dada's head, waving with enthusiasm at Sachiko who returned his smile and hand wave. Oga just sighed as he stumbled over to the table where he plopped down the two babies next to each other while he put his head down.

"Rough night honey?"

Oga, face still firmly planted into the table, responded through the wood with muffled noise.

"Sachiko somehow managed to sneak away from SIX DIFFERENT watchers and let loose a horde of experimental chickens that Kenshin had been working on. I spent the past two hours, after dropping her off back here, chasing feathered birds that could fly, play chess, dance, and even shoot laser beams! Who does that to chickens?!"

"He's your friend Tatsumi. You should know better by now."

"Right right."

"Dabuh!"

"Ah boo!"

Mother Oga practically melted into a tiny puddle from the overdose of cuteness in front of her.

"Oh aren't you two just precious?! Who's my adorable little grandchildren? You two! That's right, you are! Yes you are!"

Tatsumi managed to slowly lift his face to stare with a blank expression as his mother smothered the two babes in love. He then slowly placed his face back down and wrapped his arms around his head.

"Wake me up when dinner's ready."

It was later when Oga woke up and found out that he had fallen asleep in such a way that his mother, a little miffed that he wouldn't help, ended placing the dishes meant for the young ones on his head. The two babes were currently seated on his shoulders and giggling as they ate their dinner off the back of their dada's head. Oga, well aware that if he moved wrong, would hurt either one of them so he accepted his fate with a sigh and waited until they were done.

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"Dada!"

"Dada!"

"Wah!"

"Eh!"

"Maa~"

"Baa~"

Oga stared down on his bedroom floor where the two babies were currently trying to get his attention. His head went back and forth like a yo-yo, going from Sachiko to Beel as each one said something in their gurgling language. Judging from their posture and body language, Oga deduced one critical thing.

"No. You both are sleeping in the crib tonight."

Both babies deflated before returning his stern face with watery eyes and pouting lips.

"That bed isn't made for babies! Or for that matter, two babies and me!"

"Aau," Sachiko whimpered before covering her face.

"Buh!" Beel followed suit.

Sighing, Tatsumi whirled around and pointed accusingly at a certain blonde haired maid who was calmly reading a book.

"Fix this."

"They're your children."

"You're the nanny to one of them! And I'm pretty sure they both look up to you enough to listen to you more!"

"What my master wishes is what my master gets. You refusing him right now would normally have me slicing you apart right now but seeing as you have your niece watching…"

"Hilda, I swear I'm going to put a password lock on the TV if you don't get them into bed."

The reaction that he got wasn't something he expected. Hilda just scoffed before putting down her book.

"Fool, watch and learn."

The blonde maid, dressed in some black pajamas, walked over and waved a teddy bear in front of the babies. Both of them stopped their fake boo-hooing and immediately focused all their tiny attention on the toy. Hilda kept rocking the stuffed animal back and forth before slowly treading over with it towards the crib. Both babies crawled after the enticing display before Hilda calmly lifted both of them into the crib along with the teddy bear.

"…Funny, I was expecting you to try and appeal with words instead of action."

"Not all human baby rearing techniques are as worthless as I thought. Your mother was kind enough to show that to me."

Tatsumi shrugged before flicking on the nightlight and settling into bed.

"Hit the light on your way out yeah?"

Hilda didn't respond, instead retrieving her book and pausing at the doorway. In the crib, the two babies were giggling quietly and taking turns playing with the bear while Tatsumi was already passed out and lightly snoring.

The demon maid huffed before she flicked the lights off, waiting to see if the sudden change in light affected the two young ones. When all she heard was just a lighter giggle and a shushing noise before the two babes rustled under the covers, Hilda nodded in contentment and then left the room.

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The morning sunshine greeted Oga like a punch to the face followed by an extra helping of shrill noise in his ears as his alarm clock rang. The teen groaned and shifted a little in his bed, trying his best to make the hateful glare of light go away.

"Dada!"

Oga remained still.

"Dabuh!"

The teen turned over.

Beel's eyes started to water before he was patted reassuringly on the head by Sachiko who just smugly pouted at him. The girl mined clearing her throat before she took a tiny breath and let out the softest of whimpers.

"Wawa~"

Oga's eyes popped open, he threw his covers off, flew to the crib, and stared down at the two with the intensity of a hawk close to its prey.

Sachiko only giggled before raising her arms for uppy-time.

"Curse you instincts," Oga growled as he obeyed and lifted both babies up.

The two shifted around easily and soon he had two small humans attached to his neck like some strange fashion statement.

Misaki, a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth and right hand holding up a towel that was wrapped around her hair, shot him a frothy grin before finishing up her business in her the girl's bathroom. Through the open doorway, Oga could see the shapely outline of a certain someone showering while large clouds of steam billowed out above the installed glass panels that shielded the modesty of the person showering.

"Close the door damn it!"

"Why? It's not like you haven't seen anything before that's not on the internet."

"Okay one, stop digging through my search history. Two, there's a difference between the body of family and the body of stars. Three, shut the hell up."

A cup of solid plastic impacted against his skull while Misaki spat into the sink.

"Stop swearing so much around the babies or else they'll start copying you."

"They're barely one years old each. Well maybe not so much the demon but still. It's a wonder if they can understand me whenever I start trying to get them to behave!"

There was a loud squeak of metal as the person in the shower turned off the water. Oga, realizing that he really didn't want to stick around any longer, promptly tossed his older sis back her cup and stalked back to the bathroom that had the bath tub. He was going to get his morning routine out of the way, eat whatever breakfast was ready, then head to school.

…With two babies…

"Oh god-"Oga started but stopped when he recalled who was hanging onto him, "Darn you fudging sockers." Oga groaned with barely restrained swears, "When does the contract renew?"

Sachiko giggled as she nuzzled deeper into Oga's neck, electing a yelp and jump that nearly caused Beel to fall.

"Stop doing that!"

"Bwah!"

"Dabuh!"

"I hate everything."

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Oga was idly doodling on a piece of paper, doing his best to keep a consistent plan going concerning on how he was going to handle the baby girl while dealing with the demon baby boy.

"Hey Furuichi! That Kunieda chick was pretty strong right? Think Beel will go for her?"

The teen in question was currently playing uppsy-daisy with Sachiko. The baby girl had swapped her clothing into a frilly sun dress that was a little too big on her. Still, the baby was having a time of her life when she went soaring into the sky and came rushing down just as fast. Furuichi was very careful with what he was doing and realized that if he slipped up even a little, Oga would have his ass mounted on the family wall and his mom would be completely all right with it.

Still focused on the task at hand, Furuichi responded, "Probably. Maybe. I don't know for sure because if you think about it, most of the stuff that Hilda does is about the same and probably even prettier if that's what primarily interests Beel. On one hand a human mother who can do that with a sword is no pushover and she probably brings a motherly touch that a demon can't, on the other I don't think the Red Tails leader has your…knack for dealing with crazy stupid shit or possibly physical fortitude."

"Well I mean that goes without saying."

Catching Sachiko on one last throw, he let the baby finish her little giggle fest before calmly petting her on the head and flicked her one disobedient strand of hair, "So yeah, maybe Beel would be more attracted to her if she was vicious and mean."

"Well that's annoying. There's very few people in the world right now who are more vicious and mean than me because those said people are the ones who taught me to be vicious and mean!"

"Exactly. You want my honest opinion? Don't try to make a big deal out of this like your previous two encounters."

"Hey I started the first one but not the second! I dang well made sure I finished the second one though!"

"Heh. If you are not the first one to throw the punch, then make sure you do not falter with the second or third."

Oga tapped Beel on the head and then held the demon at arm length, "You hear that Brat? Uncle Furu says be tough and badass like your dada."

Furuichi chucked an empty carton at his friend before realizing something grievous.

"Sachiko? Are you okay?"

The baby in question was no longer smiling but instead clutching her tummy with a pout.

"Ah! Ah!" She cried sadly.

In a flash, Oga had blurred over to her, cradled her in his arms, and started to rock her gently.

"Get the bottle of milk stat!" Oga hissed.

Furuichi blinked, suddenly realizing that he was now holding Beel who was just as confused as he was with his sudden and new placement.

"Uh…where is it?"

Sachiko let out a whimper and Oga nearly had an aneurysm. Furuichi took one look at his best friend's frothing and crazed visage and immediately decided time was the essence.

"NEVERMIND I'LL FIND IT! QUICKLY BEEL, AWAY!"

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Unknown to the two panicking teens, they were being watched by an insidious force above. A male with styled blond hair with pink highlights grinned evilly as his underlings crowded behind him.

"Go and execute the plan. That baby will be the key to my plan in taking back my rightful title as Queen of Ishiyama!"

Below, Oga started to physically harm himself in an attempt to distract his niece from her hunger. It was kind of working if her watery giggles were any indictor.

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"Ow! Ta-da! Ow! Ta-da! Ow!" Oga cried as he bashed himself in the head with a pan.

"Uh…Oga."

"Ow! AAH! Oof! Haha! Ow! AAH! Oof! Haha!" Now he was jumping up onto the building, bashing his front into the wall, and then falling off and landing on face first.

"Oga."

"Oh man this is going to hurt…" Oga muttered as he pulled a sharp knife from somewhere.

"OGA!"

"WHAT!" Tatsumi roared as he was about to stab himself in the hand with a rusty knife, "Can't you see I'm busy!"

Furuichi, who was empty-handed, palmed his face and spoke through his hand, "First off, she's not even paying attention anymore. Second, you forgot the milk! Finally, Hilda arrived about halfway through your antics to deliver the stuff."

Oga whipped his head around so fast that there was an audible crack. He stared with wide eyes as Beel and Sachiko snuggled into Hilda's lap and eagerly but patiently waited for their meal to be ready.

"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" Oga yelled while jabbing his thumb at Hilda, "Could have saved me what few precious brain cells I had left," Oga then examined the knife he had in his hand and then shrugged before tossing it behind him.

The cry of "OH GOD MY EYE!" was ignored.

"Pfft we both know that's a lost cause and it was amusing for her so I didn't really try," Furuichi said with an offhand wave, "Yeah, you mind as well just hurry up and feed Sachiko. I don't think she likes waiting."

"My reasons for being here are my own. Mostly because you foolishly forgot the Young Master's milk once again but to also scout out this 'Queen' I heard so much about."

Oga blinked before directing a glare at Furuichi, "You," Oga lowered his voice, "bastard."

"What?"

"You told her."

"Course I did. She asked for information on all of the leaders so I gave it to her. Not like I was going to say no to a chick that can destroy my house with a swing."

"He was surprisingly wise in his actions. And he at least had the foresight to check his surroundings before trying to hurt himself for the amusement of your niece. By the way, her milk is done."

"Yeah Oga, better hurry up and feed your niece like a good nanny would."

Oga silently mouthed off at his best friend before trailing over to the demon maid and gently removing Sachiko from her lap. The baby gave a pout but stopped when she saw him take a bottle and test it. Hilda continued to diligently feed Beel, silently watching Oga out of her corner of her eye. The teen was through with his testing, making sure that they temperature of the formula was just right before he had the baby girl settle into his arm.

"Here comes the choo-choo," Oga dully remarked as he bought the bottle closer.

*BANG*

What happened next was so sudden that it actually took the involved parties longer than usual to comprehend what had just happened.

Oga was staring at his hand which now was holding a broken bottle that was dripping bits of formula. The angle of the shot and strength of the bullet had shattered the glass bottle he was holding but thankfully through built in instincts, he had shielded Sachiko from most of the shrapnel and at best had just spilt it all on her.

The baby in question blinked in wonder, making a tiny smacking noise before tilting her head back and opening up with a tiny "Aah" while drips of formula fell into her mouth. Right next to him, Hilda calmly assessed the damage to the Young Master's favorite bottle and nonchalantly tossed the broken item away while pulling out a towel and dapping at the soaked mess in her lap that was a demon baby who was taking his sudden bath a lot less gracefully than his counterpart.

"Ooh, lookie what I found here. It's a good ol' fashion family day out! Hehe!"

Furuichi, the first one to recover all of his wits, zeroed in on the incoming group of five delinquents who were toting some big airsoft guns and some small actual real handgun that was currently smoking. The silver haired teen took all of five seconds to calmly walk towards Oga, pick up Sachiko, and then retreat a full step back for safe distance.

Above in the school, curious delinquents and ruffians alike stared in amazement and started to shout.

"IT's MK-5!"

"The cruelest bunch of lowlifes around here!"

"You don't want to be around those guys for anything! They're called the Five Major Moodkillers, MK-5 for a reason!"

Oga, who had yet to move from his spot, continued to remain frozen in the same position, even when his demon baby charge decided to make his displeasure known and let out a cry that sent a good amount of discharge that would have fried and killed a normal man.

Oga just let his eye twitch and waited for the baby to stop.

"Uh…Oga? You okay there buddy…? You look…um, well you look kind of murderous…"

"Hilda," Oga intoned seriously. The demon maid raised an eyebrow as she readied her umbrella. Was this fool going to stop her from avenging her master's honor and favorite bottle? "You can have the small fry. The shooter is MINE."

Hilda actually blinked in surprise at his sudden bloodlust before realizing that he had flashed past her already, picking up the young master on the way. She turned and stared with an appreciative eye as he reaped bloody vengeance upon the interlopers with his fists, screaming things such as "THAT WAS MY NIECE YOU FUCKED WITH," and "I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU A NEW FACE SO HOLD STILL," before simply bitchslapping them all into the ground.

The demon maid jumped over, landing with grace as she hefted her umbrella at the ready.

"Who did it?" Oga growled, Beel rumbling with his dada's bloodlust, "Who fired the gun?"

"I believe it was this fool," Hilda said as she jabbed one of the bigger idiots with her umbrella, "He has the most likely firearm to commit such a grievous act."

Oga robotically craned his neck to look at the big lug in glasses and beret before something that was akin to the sound of strings on a violin snapping was heard.

"He gets the special~" Oga said in an eerily high-pitched voice, "Don't worry guys. Once I'm done, you won't recognize your buddy at all. He'll be a new man and changed. For the better."

Nakata, realizing just how badly he fucked up, whimpered. The MK-5 leader, Ikari, could only shed silent tears for his soon to be fallen brother.

"Don't assume the rest of you are off the hook. You fools are going to pay for association,"

Off to the side, Furuichi calmly turned up the music of the headphones he had slipped onto Sachiko and continued to wipe her face with a napkin, mindful and ignoring how she was already clean in that area. The teen glanced up and could see the fear and awe-inspired horror in the faces of the onlookers as Oga and Hilda proceeded to destroy the MK-5.

"…Wait a second…isn't that the Queen?"

Furuichi noted with squinted eyes that something the delinquents at the window were muttering was getting to her. His eyes widened when a demonic aura surrounded her visage and she took a mighty swing that bisected the windows cleanly before stomping off. The teen blinked before he glanced over at his best friend, at the baby that was riding on his head, at the blonde demon maid who was executing the rest of them, and then at the baby in his lap who had at some point fallen asleep and was sucking her thumb.

"Um…fuck, I really hope she didn't misunderstand that."

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"That good for nothing two timing cheating savage of a horny man! He has not one but two children already and he thinks he can hit on me and say such suggestive things of me! I'll KILL HIM!"

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"Really…hope she didn't misunderstand."

"Furuichi, come on. We got to go."

The teen looked up and nodded before following his friend who was calmly wiping blood from his knuckles.

"How long did you, uh, put that guy in the hospital for?"

"Long enough."

"I see. Sachiko fell asleep."

"Did she? Was that before or after I decided to start kicking ass?"

"Before. Put on her lullaby and she knocked right out. Uh, I think she needs a change of clothes though."

"That's fine. Jeeze I'm glad Beel wasn't wearing his stuff that we bought him. That was more expensive than necessary."

"To be fair, he was super picky for a baby and what you got him was some grade A stuff."

"Which he only wants to wear during certain things like parties! Thank God for diapers at least. I swear I was going to super glue this thing to him if he didn't comply when Sachiko came along."

"Heh yeah I think these two have a really cute relationship. It's adorable how they interact with each other."

"For all we know they could be plotting the downfall of the human race and what we find cute is them secretly finding a way to kill us all."

"That's morbid. We both know only Kenshin's baby sis is like that. Or well…so he says. Anyways! What's on the agenda for today?"

"Oh you know the usual. Find another evil and strong person to foist the baby off onto."

"You know at this point isn't that just a fool's errand? I mean like for real…after everything you showed the kid and all the crap we told him, you really think he'll want to let go for anything?"

"If the person I'm throwing him at is strong and evil enough? Of course. The only problem is finding the right combination that sits well enough so I don't end up getting super pissed off or geared for a fight and end up wrecking the potential sucker."

"Which…knowing your track record…is nigh impossible. Unless we count your dad."

Both teens paused and then shuddered.

"I'm not sure whether he would destroy me for even thinking of something like that and then taking the baby out of spite or he would destroy me and then make me keep the little Brat until he was ready to take over the world."

"Such is the life we live in as pawns to a greater power," Furuichi said with a slumped head.

"Oh my, if it isn't Oga and his friend!"

Both teens glanced up at the speaker and regarded Natsume with thinly veiled looks of suspicion.

"Has he been keeping tabs on us?" Oga whispered conspiratorially to Furuichi.

"Uh…" Furuichi did a quick check of his phone, "I don't have any messages from people saying that we've been investigated…maybe he just has a friendly interest?"

Both teens glanced back over to the smiling brown haired laid-back dude and immediately labeled suspicious on his forehead.

"Man oh man Oga! I heard you got into a big fight with the Queen yesterday before running off like crazy! Was she that strong? Or were you just running off to get some more diapers for your baby?"

"Definitely suspicious," Oga muttered with narrowed eyes, "He knows about the diapers."

"Dude, he was there at the store where we tried to buy those diapers. You know? Daipies or something?"

"He was?!"

Furuichi stared deadpan at his friend, "C'mon..."

"Oi! Oga Tatsumi!"

All the males whipped their heads to the speaker. The white shirt and red tie combo immediately gave away their allegiance and Furuichi raised an eyebrow before grinning with a slightly perv tint to it because of how he recognized the two. Chiaki Tanimura and Nene Omori. The lieutenants of the Queen. While not as bold as their leader, both girls had that air about them that clearly said date material.

"You're coming with us."

Furuichi almost jumped forward like a puppy dog in happiness before Oga clocked him with a hit from above.

"Idiot. I know what you're thinking with that face. You behave when you have Sachiko on you or I'll beat you senseless."

Furuichi straightened up and slumped forward, realizing that while he did indeed hold onto the one year old baby, that was possibly going to be the ultimate chastity belt for him. He sooner eat his own left foot than allow the baby see that side of him.

"Hmm, how about…no? I mean I don't mind following random pretty ladies off to god knows where and that could potentially lead into an ambush but right now I have more important things to do. Like how am I going to find a clean pair of clothes for this currently still soaked and sleeping toddler that my best friend is cradling like an idiot?"

Furuichi calmly flipped Oga the bird while readjusting his hold. Sachiko let out a tiny content sigh before snuggling deeper. Chiaki, who was keeping sharp eyes on both of them, couldn't help but let out a little internal squeal at the cuteness.

"This is non-negotiable. You're coming with us now. Whether you're walking or," Here Nene let a rather lengthy chain drop suddenly from her sleeve to the ground, "Being dragged."

"Okay one, even if you could realistically beat my ass into submission, you gotta understand that my mass and current load will make it that much harder for you to drag me to where ever the hell you want me so that threat's a little useless. Two, I went toe to toe with your leader who cut glass and destroyed parts of the school with a WOODEN. STICK. And I didn't even break a sweat. With aforementioned load! What makes you think that you can do any better with a chain? Finally! What could be so damned important that warrants you personally coming out to get me? Is it another rematch? A continuation of yesterday? Do you want to snuggle with my babies? Like seriously here!"

Furuichi stared.

Nene stared.

Chiaki stared.

Natsume continued to grin.

"Since when did you get all talkative and non-violent?"

"When I realized that being loud and violent would probably disturb Sachiko. By the way, if she slips a little more and falls, I'm going to punt you into outer space, wait for you to come back down, and then punt you back."

Furuichi rolled his eyes and he adjusted his grip again. Sachiko let out a murmur and rolled over and started sucking her other thumb. Chiaki nearly let out a squeal.

Nene was the first to really regain any composure and sighed before wrapping up her chain again, "Look can you just come with us so we can ask you what your deal is with Aoi-nee-san?"

Oga raised an eyebrow, "Funny. I thought that was established clearly yesterday."

"Oh no we totally expect you to fight her and use your taunts and dirty tricks from the last fight to get an upper hand like last time," Both Furuichi and Oga let out a quiet snort, "What I want to know is what is your deal that kid and that blonde woman from earlier and how it affected Nee-san."

Oga robotically turned his head to Furuichi who was whistling innocently.

"When were you going to tell me…that I was being watched by the Queen?'

"Um…when it was going to be important…?"

"GRR."

"Oh crap. Um, look out! A wild cat has appeared! Quickly, you must choose a unit to do battle with the evil monster!"

Oga paused and looked over to where his friend was pointing and dimly noted that, at some point, Beel had separated himself from his shoulder and was indeed doing battle with what looked like a rough and scruffy cat.

"…OH HELL!"

The teen flashed over and nearly body slammed both cat and baby. He was too late because just as he got within range, Beel, noticing just how much his hands were stinging from the cat's claws, let out his usual displeased wail of electric shock and pain. Granted, Oga managed to wrap himself about the demon baby before he really got going and ran off to quickly isolate the damage and get the baby to calm down.

Furuichi blinked as his friend disappeared off into the horizon, a periodic shock of thunder lashing out to signal what he was dealing with. The silver haired teen slowly craned his head to the two Red Tail girls before slowly inching away.

"Aah buh~" Sachiko murmured softly as she nestled with a smile.

"Crap," Furuichi groaned as he realized all attention was now focused back on him.

"So…um…what's the chances of you both letting me go on my merry way and not kidnapping me so Oga will be forced to come for us both?"

Furuichi's answer came in the form of Nene's chain wrapping around his leg and Chiaki pointing her guns at his knees.

"God damn it!"

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"So you're completely set and ready to accept this responsibility?"

"Yeah. Shouldn't be too bad…right?"

"That type of mindset gets you beaten within an inch of your life."

"I've helped out Kenshin a few times. Sure she's a ninja in training and a lot of people underestimate her because she's a baby but I've dealt with her a few times. I think I can adapt to anything new."

"Well…just remember. Sachiko Oga is possibly the scariest person to be body guarding right now. If anything happens to her…even if you give the appropriate punishment to those responsible, Tatsumi Oga will still kick your ass. Then drag you to the ones responsible and use you as a clubbing tool to kick their ass."

"Yeah…I heard that's what happened to Ichika one time…but I'm confident in my abilities."

"If you're sure. With this, the contract is complete. You'll be taking care of her very soon."

"Cool."

"I just hope that Oga isn't having the worst time dealing with her right now. He loves her like crazy…and he'll probably murder anyone who would ever dare hurt her. Combine that with his current load and issue, he's in for some trouble."

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"Okay Brat, here's the deal. If you start crying again because of a cat, I'll show you how to punt things into outer space if you promise not to try and fist fight it again. You got that?"

"Da buh!"

"Good! Now let's go hunt down Furuichi and make sure he hasn't done anything to Sachiko. Because we both know that Furuichi will do bad things when he has the power."

*Ring Ring*

Oga blinked as his phone rang. He checked the caller ID and an eyebrow shot up. It was Furuichi. Which was strange. His friend never called him normally. Ever since Kenshin upgraded his tech to accommodate all their musical tastes and interesting ringtones, Furuichi abused the system and took the time to call and trigger certain sounds or songs during events or just to generally give a hint to the tone of the call.

Rarely did he call without a song or jingle to accompany so that meant…

"Who the fuck is this?" Oga growled, "And don't even try and pull any impersonation bullshit. I know how Furuichi calls me."

"My oh my. Such a brutish greeting. Is that how you usually talk to someone who holds the power?"

Oga growled, not recognizing the voice, "I swear if you're another one of Himekawa's goons I'm going to-"

"Silence! As if that disgusting pompadour rich fool could ever match my elegance and beauty. No, I'm someone much more scary. I'm the rightful Queen of this school!"

"…You sound like a dude."

"I said silence! Now pay attention you pea brained mongrel. I have something very important to you and if you don't do as I say, I'll do something quite nasty and evil. Fufufuf~"

"…If you try and touch Furuichi inappropriately he'll probably kick your ass. And I'm not kidding when I say…he doesn't look that weak."

"Bah, my henchmen knocked that poor fool out," Oga's eyes widened, "I have something much more…small and cute should I say?"

A cold sweat broke out on Oga and suddenly he felt a pit form in his stomach, "I swear to Kami, God, whatever higher power, that if you have who I think you have I will-!"

"Tsk Tsk again such brutish words. Don't worry I'm not a heartless ruler. I just want one thing from you and then we can both be on our merry ways. I want you to fight that bitch Kunieda. Win, lose. Doesn't matter. Just make her weak enough for me~"

Oga was gritting his teeth that he was sure that anyone nearby could hear him. He was tempted…REALLY TEMPTED…to just cut loose and turn the whole damn school upside down to find this bastard and make him pay.

But he couldn't take that risk…not with Sachiko in the crossfire.

"Fine," Oga growled, "You got a deal."

=B=E=E=L=

The splitting headache was nothing compared to the numbness in his body as he slowly woke up. He let his eyes flutter open and then adjust to the darkness, finding himself bound and shoved into a locker. With a hiss and a growl, he flung himself forward into the door, banging against the cold steel again and again until finally the thing gave way and he fell out with a mighty oof.

He made short work of his bindings and worked some blood back into his stiff joints before calmly pushing his hair back with both hands and flinching slightly at the throbbing pain and watched as the dried blood flaked off his forehead.

He pointed his nose upwards and breathed deeply, knowing what had happened and what he must do.

With closed eyes, he hunted for the scent of gunpowder and rubber before his eyes popped open and then narrowed in anger.

If anyone were to peer into his eyes at that moment, they would see an uncanny sight of a human male having slits for pupils.

There was a primal and predatory aura surrounding him and he felt his mouth curl in a snarl that bared his sharpened fangs.

He sped off, scent caught and intent clear.

Revenge.

Sweet brutal revenge.

=B=E=E=L=

Lightening flashed, illuminating the roof in a brilliant burst of light. On one end, Kunieda stood and glared at Oga. She had a fierce look on her face, mouth set in a firm frown as she continued to eyeball her hated enemy. She was simmering, letting her emotions be kept in check lest she let go and do something stupid.

Yet she was tempted…so sorely tempted to attack him right then and there and damned be the consequences. She may have been tired from her little fight with that blonde maid but her cold rage had refreshed her stamina and she was ready for any dirty trick that he might pull.

Oga himself was meeting her eye for eye. He had an impassive look on her face, his arms crossed and no smile, no grin on his face. He was giving her a look that spoke as if he was finally bored of this interaction between the two and that he was only here for appearance sake.

The most jarring difference to his usual self, was the lack of a baby. The school life had grown accustomed to the appearance of their resident crazy first year piggy-backing a baby and now here he was, completely alone and just staring.

Kunieda pulled out her bokken and directed it at his face.

"Why?"

Oga's face didn't change at the question nor did he even move or acknowledge her.

Her grip on her bokken tightened.

"How could you?"

"How could I what?"

Kunieda swung, her sword flashing with the sound of thunder, controlled fury powering it.

Oga didn't move at all and took the blow straight to his skull. Kunieda froze when she felt her attack connect soundly. She felt the resistance of flesh and bone meet her weapon and she felt a little unnerved that Oga continued to stand there, unblinking and unmoving, even as a trail of blood seeped down from where the hit connected on his forehead.

"Well?" His voice tore her out of her thoughts, "How could I what?"

"Y-you! How could you do that to those two!"

Oga finally changed his expression but it wasn't anything she expected. He adopted a look of deep thinking, as if he was trying to recall exactly what she was talking about by reaching deep into his mind to find it.

"You mean those two idiots from before? I did that because that's what I always do. No point in doing things halfway so I just beat them down like anyone else."

The shock melted away and suddenly she felt the burning fury erupt.

"YOU BASTARD!"

The roof suddenly exploded as Kunieda made her attack.

=B=E=E=L=

"Forgive me…Madam Aoi," Nene said with her eyes closed.

She had awakened and quickly rushed off to stop her leader from attacking the wrong target but ran afoul of the remaining members of the MK5 troop. Injured and dizzy from her ambush earlier, Nene was in no condition to fight back or even run. So she accepted her fate and waited for the bullet.

Death wasn't exactly an uncommon thing in Ishiyama High. It happened rarely and at most people critically injured one another to end up in the hospital but never the morgue. The few times it ever did incur was usually swiftly and promptly settled by the police. Delinquents were a bunch of chaotic and trashy bunch but snitching was something still done when things go too far. To take another life was usually an act of true evil that united the entire school against you.

For someone like Shimamura who already toted around an actual handgun, he cared little for the rules of the wild and settled his issues with his favored weapon of choice.

Course, there comes a time when natural made-made weapons fail to do their perceived function and end up screwing over the user.

In this case, the smell of gunpowder and tang was enough for one certain silver haired individual to successfully track down what he was looking for.

When Shimamura pulled the trigger on his gun, he was expecting a nice easy blast. What he was confused to suddenly hear and see, was the top portion of his barrel removed and his handgun uselessly clicking but that was soon drowned out by a bigger sound. All the current MK5 members and Nene glanced over to the source of loud panting and nearly recoiled in completely terror.

Those who have seen Furuichi on a daily basis will always say this about him. He likes to keep his appearances. He's always combing his hair neatly, always having an immaculate uniform or form of dress, and never is seen without a friend by his side or on his phone.

The Furuichi they currently saw…had none of them with him.

The first and most notable thing about Furuichi was obviously his face. The lone streak of red that was running down the left side of his face was quite noticeable for it made a rather eye-catching detail to how…unhinged he currently looked and how he had slits for eyes. His hair was a mess and all over the place and even had some dry blood caked into some strands.

All in all…it made him look quite feral.

"Sup," Furuichi drawled as he held the missing piece of hardware in his now nail pointy hand, "I'm here to fucking destroy you guys."

"Wha-Who do you think you are?! Don't you know who we are? We're MK5!"

Furuichi's hand shot out and closed around Shimamura before yanking him forward to meet his eyes. He started speaking, yet it slowly devolved from a normal human speech into the snarling of a madman.

"I don't care, Mood Killer. All I know, is this. You fuckers blindsided me and knocked me out with a blow to the head. You know, you can kill someone if you hit them hard enough in the back of the head. And seeing as I'm bleeding from my head, so that means you were trying to kill me! Which means, you can't fucking complain, right?"

And before anyone could say anything or blink, Furuichi had buried his enemy's head into the wall. He grinned evilly, fangs on full display before jumping at the rest of them. The resulting violence that happened would have been the stuff of legends, the very pinnacle of brutality and beatings that would make any torturer shed tears of joy at watching such a master do his craft.

In short, Oga would have been proud.

When all was said and finished, the silver haired teen carefully ran his fingers through his hair and slowly turned to stare at a rather stunned Nene who had collapsed against the wall.

"I'm telling you this now, I have no idea what went wrong earlier and I have no real quarrel with you right now. BUT. If I find out that your leader has, in any way, something to do with any of this, I will destroy you all."

Nene shook her head warily, her body on autopilot as she tried to comprehend where that flaky little pervert that followed Oga around like a lost puppy went. She could feel it in her very core, this…animal was dangerous. Even more than that bumbling father Oga.

"Come on, you're not that hurt to stop moving," Furuichi's voice ripped her out of her thoughts, "I need you to speak to your boss. Convince her to stop attacking my friend and then we can go nail the bastard that got us."

"R-right."

-BOOM-

The two of them stared up at the open doorway to the roof where a big gust of wind pushed out plenty of dust and debris through the opening and onto the people in the stairwell. Furuichi shook his head to clear his hair of the rubble and growled as he ascended two stairs at a time.

"I swear to God if that was some sort of powerful attack that destroyed something important, I will be biting bitches!"

Nene followed behind at a subdued pace, trying to maintain a distance.

Furuichi paused at the door, surveying the destruction wrought by the angry kendoist. There were deep gouges in the floor, several parts of the roof had been blown apart or away. The dust slowly settled until nothing that obstructed his view remained. The teen slowly let out a breath, trying his damned hardest not to take a leap at Kunieda.

There she was, panting, hand clutching her sword so hard that her knuckles were white. Oga laid on his face before her, unmoving and a small pool of blood slowly growing in size.

"NEE-SAN!"

Furuichi paid no heed as Nene pushed past him. Instead, he slowly turned towards the top of the entrance, glaring at the two cackling would-be evildoers.

"This is all Miwa's fault! It was another one of his schemes!"

Furuichi tuned out the rest of the conversation, even as the perpetrators jumped down right in front of him. He let his eyes trail over the surrounding area, making detailed little notes on everything. Oga was stirring that much was for sure and even if he was currently bleeding, Oga got up from much worse. He let his eyes wander back over to the Miwa and his little bitch Ikari. Both of them were in strangling distance but he hesitated, wary due to the fact that Miwa had one very effective shield on him right now.

The very awake and very much miserable Sachiko Oga.

Sachiko was a teary mess, hands covering her eyes and little sniffles escaping her mouth as Miwa hugged her to his chest with one arm all the while gloating about his supposed victory over the Queen of Ishiyama. He issued an order to finish off Oga and got in close to Kunieda where he asked a rhetorical question who would win in a fight right now.

Now in any other circumstance, Furuichi would have simply thrown all forms of caution to the wind and introduce this feminine wannable bastard to the broad side of his clawed fist but he had a feeling that should he lose control, right here and now, he would traumatize Sachiko.

THAT WAS NOT AN OPTION.

So instead, he elected to calmly walk five feet to the side and try and relax so his visage wouldn't give the baby girl nightmares.

"Thanks to Oga, you're all worn-out now~ I wonder, if we were to fight, who would win right now?"

Furuichi made a coughing noise loud enough to interrupt the mood. When nearly everyone directed their eyes at him, he calmly folded his arms and bared his fangs.

"Neither of you would win. Because Oga would fucking destroy you all."

Miwa regained composure and sneered at him, "If you're as stupid as you are ugly, you would realize that your dear precious friend is about to be executed."

-BOOM-

Everyone jumped as Ikari went sailing through the air and landed with a loud meaty thud on the space where Furuichi occupied just seconds ago.

Miwa whirled around just in time for Oga's hand to envelop his face and boldly lift him up. The battered teen calmly ignored the struggling cries of his victim and pried Sachiko gently out of his grasp before handing her to Kunieda who robotically took the fussing baby and allowed her to burrow her face into her chest.

"Keep an eye on her really quick while I," Here Oga tightened his grip and enjoyed the satisfying sound of Miwa's muffled screams, "…Take care of business."

With that, Oga flung Miwa through the flimsy fencing on the roof before charging after the now screaming and falling effeminate teen. Jumping off, Oga was heard cussing up a storm as he made his displeasure well known to the bastard he was going to pile drive into the earth.

Kunieda and Nene stared with abject shock as the sounds of a vicious beating echoed through the once quiet courtyard.

"He had nothing to do with any of this, you know?"

Both girls turned their attention back to Furuichi who was back to normal. The silverette ran a hand through his hair, giving the two listeners his full attention.

"Sure he made a bunch of wise cracks, approached you like a creepy stalker, and even made fun of your fighting prowess but he has a code. A moral obligation. He wouldn't have agreed to a duel with you unless you either really had a good reason or did something terrible to him or those he cared about. The only reason he came here was because Miwa forced him."

Sachiko gave a murmur and looked up. Furuichi took a step towards them and reached out his hands for the baby girl. Sachiko gave a small wail and instead returned to her hiding spot while Furuichi dropped his hands.

"That baby you're holding is his world. He would rather die than let her get hurt in any way. It's funny. She looks like she likes you right now and if you really wanted, you could use her against Oga. He would do anything you asked if you kept that baby safe."

Furuichi locked eyes with Kunieda at that point and the Red Tails leader felt herself gulp.

"You wouldn't do something like that right?"

Kunieda averted her gaze and stuttered, "O-of course I wouldn't! I have a little brother myself too! I can kind of understand where he was coming from…"

"That's fair," Furuichi said as the sounds of a brutal beating slowly died out, "I know Oga would have gone batshit crazy and hopping mad if someone hurt one of our friends."

"THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BEND THAT WAY!"

"I KNOW! THAT'S WHY I'M BENDING IT!"

"Yeah, like that," Furuichi sighed, "I'm going to ask you now Kunieda. Do we still have any disputes with each other?"

Kunieda, who had dropped her sword in favor of running comforting circles on Sachiko's back, shook her head.

"Good. Because I would have honestly clocked you if we did. But now that that's settled…"

Furuichi turned to address Oga who pulled himself up back over the opening he made in the fence and dusted himself off.

"You know for a fact that you're dead when you get home right?"

"Oh without a doubt," Oga said as he calmly walked over, "I'll be taking my niece back if you please."

"Oh! Um…here."

Oga gently took Sachiko into his arms and let the baby girl stare up with a watery look. He gently brushed her hair back into place and booped her on the nose before giving a small smile.

"Who's my brave little princess?"

Sachiko rubbed her eyes clear before she, without aid, climbed up Oga's arms and nestled herself onto the back of his head. The baby dug her face into his hair and remained like that without another sound.

"Ok…I'm officially done with today. Furuichi! Is there anything else that I have to deal with?"

"Nope. You can kiss your ass goodbye when you get home but otherwise, we good."

"Excellent," Oga said with his hands pressed together before directing his stare at Kunieda, "So! How do you want to end this?"

"Huh?" Kunieda reared back in surprise, fearing that what Furuichi said was just lies to get her to drop her guard.

"I mean what do you wanna tell people? That this ended in your favor? In mine? That we cordially came to a mutual understanding and decided not to try and kill each other?"

Kunieda became a little confused before she caught on. The Red Tails leader regained composure before she bowed to him.

"I concede. Even if this was all a huge misunderstanding, I threw my strongest and best attacks at you and yet you're still standing. In addition, I jumped to conclusions and assumed that you attacked my girls like a monster and beat them when you were also a pawn in Miwa's game. For that, I apologize for all of this."

"…So that means I win?"

Kunieda rose and looked him in the eyes, "Yes. Let it be known that I, Aoi Kunieda lost to you."

"Wonderful!" Oga cheered before he clapped his hands together and cupped them over his mouth, "HILDA BRING THE BRAT OVER!"

Nene and Kunieda both blinked before exclaiming in shock when a giant demon bird flew overhead and Hilda dropped down from it and landed like it was nothing. The blonde demon maid handed over Beel, who was fussing up a storm at being left behind. Oga tickled his stomach a little before hold him out to Kunieda.

"Here, take him. He's your problem now."

Silence.

=B=E=E=L=

Elsewhere, a lone teen looked up to the sky and stared. He had messy brown hair and his brown eyes searched the stars as if looking for an answer from the divine.

"That fucking idiot. He made my daughter cry."

=B=E=E=L=

"Wha-What?!"

"You heard me! As my winner's right I get to impose a condition on you, the loser. In this case, TAKE THIS BABY AND RAISE HIM."

Kunieda backed up, waving her arms frantically and trying to fight down the sudden bright red hue to her cheeks, "U-um even if you won the fight, I can't just accept something like that!"

"Nee-san has so much more responsibilities and things to take care of and you want her to become burdened with your child you bastard!"

Hilda and Furuichi stood off to the side and observed the whacky hi-jinks happening before the silver haired teen turned on his heel and started walking away.

"Wait," Hilda commanded.

"What's the matter?" Furuichi said as he froze just before taking another step.

"Earlier, I felt something. It was…powerful. I can't say for sure what it was but it felt…spiritual."

"Ok…cool. What's that got to do with me?"

"It had an aura, a feeling about it. It was similar to that disgusting sensation I get whenever I'm near you."

"I see…and what exactly are you asking here Hilda?"

The demon maid turned away from the soap opera-esque situation in front of her and coldly glared at him.

"What are you?"

Furuichi met her eyeball for eyeball before giving her a grin that was feral in nature.

"Whatever you want me to be sweetie."

With that, Furuichi took off with a wave farewell.

Hilda followed him until he disappeared from view. She slowly turned back to her young master and his foolish caretaker as he, yet again, failed to pass him off to someone else. In fact, Oga sucked so bad at marketing Beel that eventually Kunieda started to actually get angry with him again and looked about ready to use her sword again.

It didn't help that Hilda came along and using carefully chosen words, made the situation that much worse and misunderstood.

In the end, Oga was still stuck with Beel.

He did get a good ribbing in about how Hilda was Queen Bitch of everything and that he wished that he could have a normal sword wielding chick to help him rear his child instead of some sociopathic demonic bitch.

Course, that ended up with him jumping off the roof again, this time in an attempt to escape said demon's wrath but Oga felt like it was worth it in the end.

=B=E=E=L=

Mother Oga hummed to herself as she bustled around in the kitchen. She was just about done with a light afternoon snack for her son and her grandchildren when she heard the door crack open loudly.

"Oh back so late! I almost forget you lived here! Hurry up and let me…hug…my…babies?"

Oga was the picture of haggard and beaten. His left shoe was missing, he had various dirt stains on his clothes, his hair was a mess and covered with dried blood and he even looked pale as a zombie.

"Murr, aurgh, blargh."

He also spoke like one.

"Dear lord what happened to you?!"

Oga mumbled some more sluggish zombie words as he shambled towards the bath, ignoring his mother's increasingly frantic cries as he detached each baby into one arm and started stripping to get into the bath and possibly sleep in the tub.

Hilda walked in after him, primly putting away her umbrella and staring at the retreating back of that foolish man.

"Each answer just brings up more questions," Hilda sighed, "I guess I'll figure everything out eventually. For now, I believe this leaves us one more candidate for him to face."

"Who are you talking to sis?" Misaki asked as she descended from the stairwell.

"No one."

=B=E=E=L=

Drip. Drip. Drip.

He breathed deeply, trying to regain his center. The cold water was cool and refreshing to his skin, washing away the day's dirt, grime, and blood. He continued to play with the shower knobs, turning the water on and off again as he took the time to breathe inbetween each opening and closing.

With eyes closed, he raised his head and exhaled loudly, letting the day's stress bleed out.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

He stepped out of his shower and navigated his way to the mirror by memory. Placing his hand on the cool glass, he opened his eyes once more and stared at his own reflection.

A silver haired teen with fluffy ears and yellow slit eyes and fangs stared back at him.

He closed his eyes once more, breathed, and reopened them.

Now, his normal reflection stared back at him.

"It's getting harder to control each time something big happens."

Furuichi said to no one as he continued to stare at his reflection.

=B=E=E=L=

Early the next morning, on one of the rare few days that the a certain third year group of students could meet together and chill on the roof for lunch, their leader smiled as he surveyed the damage done to their favorite lunch spot before he followed the path of carnage and destruction down to the courtyard below and examined the even greater devastation of the surrounding area.

"I would love to meet whoever did this and fight them."