The Fear You Won't Fall

Rating: T

Warning: Contains some heavy torture, and foul language.

Disclaimer: obviously not mine, Beelzebub belongs to Tamura-sensei. But the story is mine.

A/N(2017): I decided to edit this story again, not to the point of rewritten, just adding details to the story and proofread it. ^^

A/N2: the story happened right before Himekawa defeated Tojou or joining again with Fallen Angel. And for the sake of the story, let's just make it that Oga went to the demon world right after the school ordeal, then two days later, Furuichi went to meet up with the rest of the gang, which, in this story, he'd never attended. -oh, the title is from Joshua Radin's song with the same title. No connections whatsoever. I'll try to update it regularly, but no promises.

This chapter was beta-read by SurelyBlue. English is not my native language.

just to clear it out, italic is thoughts and on some points stress signal for words.

Chapter 1: Sabotage

Oga with baby Beel and Hilda were off to Demon World to look for something or someone—Furuichi couldn't remember—that has something to do with powering-up. It's been two days without Oga accompanying him and the classroom did feel different, but well, there was nothing he could do about it, right? He just had to stay close with someone he knew that won't hurt him because he couldn't defend himself, not without the magical tissue.

And maybe he was lonely, but it wasn't like everyone was ignoring him in the classroom or was in fear of him (Him? Yeah, maybe in St. Ishiyama, but he's not there anymore. Surrounded by delinquents searching for Oga? Yeah, he's the one who should be worried right now). But he missed going home together. He missed bickering together about unimportant stuff. He missed having an opponent while playing games. Oh heck, it's only been two days, why am I moping like some sick school girl?

Well, his concern was never directed toward his friends (can I call them friends?). They wouldn't hurt him, badly, and they wouldn't hold any grudge against him that would result in his dead. No, but he still had to lay low because everyone (and by everyone he meant Fuji, Nasu, and Takamiya's underlings) were looking for Oga and some of them, even relatively low numbered, had seen him acting all close and friendly with Oga and that would put Furuichi in danger without Oga at his side.

Uh-oh. Speak of the devil.

He was on his way to Kunieda's dojo after he heard that she'd been hurt, but this was really bad luck—to meet with some of Nasu's henchmen.

"Aren't you that guy… who is rumored to be friend with Oga?" one of them said while carefully scanning him.

"Uh… no, I'm not that guy." Furuichi quickly replied, walking away to avoid them.

"No, you are that guy," the other blocked his way, "You're the one who has the weird hair, silver hair."

"And I've seen you hanging around with the Queen, Kanzaki, and that one with the weird pompadour," he sneered, "They're his allies, Oga's underlings."

Well, if they heard you saying that, they'll beat you to death, Furuichi mocked, quietly.

"Well? Where's your buddy now? We haven't seen him for days," he asked.

It's only been a couple of days, moron.

"Your face is annoying, what are you thinking, idiot?" the guy grabbed his shoulder harshly and Furuichi winced, he could feel his luck running out.

"Uh, um… he had some business," Furuichi said, wriggling himself from the hold.

"Where?"

"Overseas," that was all Furuichi could think.

They all laughed, "You believe this guy? We've seen his house, he's not some rich bastard. Liar. How could a delinquent afford that kind of money?"

Furuichi quickly gathered his thoughts, "He won it in a contest…as a special prize," Furuichi didn't even know what he was spouting out, but hopefully they were dumb enough to believe that.

They laughed even more, oh crap, "Dude, you're funny. If you don't want to tell us, then maybe you need a proper motivation, huh?" The guy tightened his grip on Furuichi's shoulder, Ouch! What the—

And before he realized it, another person sneaked behind Furuichi and knocked him out cold with a bat.

"I think he's enough insurance for Oga. I heard he's not the underling type, more like friend, as in best friend, and he can't even brawl." The one who hit him derided.

"He's the only person that we could take on, the others are too damn strong. And if he's really that bastard's best friend, then we're lucky." The one who gripped Furuichi said as he lit his cigarette.

"Hopefully this is going to raise our value in front of Nasu-san, but we'll keep it a secret until we could beat some info from this wimp." The third person said menacingly.

-0-

"Where the hell is he?" Kanzaki tapped his foot furiously on the concrete, irritated.

Kunieda sighed, "Ah, it's already sunset. That guy…"

"Did he get held up by that weird old man? Stupid Furuichi…" Nene added as she sat down beside Kunieda.

"I'm going home. This can wait 'till tomorrow, right?" Himekawa walked towards the stairs, not really waiting for the reply.

"Aah, me too, we can discuss this tomorrow after I beat him for standing us up like this," Kanzaki waved as he too, walked towards the exit.

"Okay, be careful guys," Kunieda shouted out while the red haired girl beside her nudged her playfully.

"Nee-san, you don't have to mother them like that." Nene spouted, "C'mon, let me help you rewrap those bandages."

Ahaha, short, huh? Sorry, but the next chapter would be longer and faster, I swear! I'm really looking forward to your reviews regarding this developing story. Well, anyway, thank you for reading this far~

(so...review please?)