Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Beelzebub or any of the characters.

Oga Tatsumi could barely see anything through the darkness of the night. The only light source he had was from the moon shining, but it wasn't bright enough. He had to rush back to his tiny apartment that he shared with his fiance, Kunieda Aoi. They had been going out since Oga's last year in high school, but Oga never thought much of it. He wasn't even the one who proposed in fact, they had no choice. Aoi's grandfather had ordered them to be married, and Oga hadn't had a say in the matter. Aoi of course reacted how she usually did from even being around Oga, blushing and stuttering. It hadn't been cute from the start to Oga, and now he was marrying the woman.

Oga let out a sigh and stopped walking. Did he even want to get married so young? He had only gotten out of high school the year before and he didn't even have a job yet. He had spent the entire day trying to get a job, thanks to some helpful tips from Tojo, but figured he hadn't gotten anywhere. Just like any other day, Oga ended up punching someone who worked there, ruining his chances completely. His days always ended the same, running back to his apartment, eating, and then going to sleep. Oga looked up at the moon and then continued walking to his apartment until his phone rang.

"What?" Oga barked to the person on the other line.

"My, that's not a way to treat your new boss, is it?" a familiar voice said.

"Boss? You mean I actually got the job after beating the shit outta you?" Oga wondered. He had only left one potential boss unbeaten, but had ended up smashing a hole in the wall of the building. Wasn't expecting to get that job either.

"Just come by my office tomorrow," the voice said and hung up.

"Tch, it was that cocky-ass-pompabitch-Himekawa," Oga sneered and shut his phone. He shoved his hands in his pockets and decided to lightly jog home. He thought about what job the pompabitch could offer, but since thinking wasn't his thing, he changed his thoughts over to what he was going to eat tonight.

"I'm home," Oga called as he entered the tiny apartment. He locked the door behind him and was greeted by a smiling Aoi.

"Welcome home, Tatsumi," Aoi said and hugged him. Oga halfheartedly wrapped one of his arms around her for a second then let go, remembering his hunger.

"What's for dinner?" Oga asked and walked out of Aoi's embrace. Aoi wasn't the least bit mad or heartbroken, knowing that Oga was probably annoyed from the job interviews he had gone to today.

"I made some curry," Aoi said cheerfully and led her fiance to the food she cooked.

"Great," Oga muttered and plopped down at the table. Their apartment only consisted of two rooms; the bathroom and the rest of the house put into one. They ate where they slept and the door opened right up to their tiny kitchen. There wasn't much in the apartment since Aoi refused to let it get dirty, meaning most of Oga's things were still at his parent's house. He prayed quickly then dug into the curry, getting seconds only forty-five seconds later. Aoi ate at a slower pace and smiled as she watched the man in front of her chow down.

"Is is good?" Aoi asked, already knowing the answer.

"Great," Oga answered, like he always did. He was full after his fourth plate and laid back onto the bare ground. He shut his eyes and put his hands behind his head, relaxing for the first time all day.

"Oh no mister, you're not falling asleep without putting the futon out first," Aoi scolded and cleared the table. She lightly kicked Oga in the head as she carried the dishes to the sink. Oga eyed his fiance as she walked to the kitchen and sighed, sitting up and starting to push the table off to the side. He opened their sliding closet and threw their futons on the floor. Oga spread Aoi's and then his, since Aoi was always refusing to sleep next to him since it was too "indecent until we get married." Oga wished he had listened now, because her grandfather seemed to had gotten the wrong idea.

"Done," Oga groaned and tucked himself under his covers. He fell asleep immediately, leaving only Aoi awake. When she finished washing the dishes, she sat down next to the sleeping Oga. She smiled and ruffled his hair softly, then slid under her own covers to fall asleep. It was a night like any other, ending the same way.

"Tatsumi, wake up!" Aoi cried after looking at the clock.

"Hnnn...what doth thou need?" Oga groaned from his sleep. Aoi burst out laughing, this wasn't the first time he talked like this.

"Thee need thou to wake up!" Aoi said between giggles and shook Oga until his eyes fluttered open.

"Whaa?" Oga muttered and yawned. He sat up and saw that there was already breakfast made, and it took him only a minute to guess what time it was.

"Hurry and-"

"SHIT!" Oga shouted and threw his blanket off of him. He rushed to change, leaving Aoi confused.

"Um...you still have a few thirty-"

"GOD DAMMIT!" Oga shouted when he couldn't tie his tie. He just flung it around his shoulder and ran out of the tiny apartment in his black suit. Aoi was just sitting in the same spot, confused still.

"Well, that was different," Aoi murmured and started eating her breakfast, "It's weird to be alone after so long..." Aoi muttered to herself and slowly ate her breakfast.

"Excuse me sir, but this building is meant for people who-"

"Shut the hell up and call the pompabitch," Oga snapped. He didn't need to deal with this snobby receptionist right now, he was already mad that he had dragged himself down here.

"Mr. Himekawa you mean? Don't be so rude to someone better than you," the receptionist glared at Oga.

"Call. The. Bastard," Oga growled and flashed his demon glare at the receptionist. She looked terrified, just like anyone else he gave the look. She nervously grabbed her phone and punched in some buttons.

"Yes, Mr. Himekawa, sir? Some man is here to see you," the receptionist said in a shaky voice. She eyed Oga nervously while talking, afraid he might kill her. "Yes sir," the receptionist said and hung up the phone, "Mr. Himekawa is waiting for you."

"Thank you," Oga muttered and made his way to the elevators where the receptionist had pointed. It took a minute for the silver doors to slide open, and once inside Oga wondered why the hell he was even there. The elevator itself was probably the size of his apartment, not to mention the unnecessary poster of Himekawa with his giant pompadour. Oga read the words off the poster, If I catch you goofing off, you're getting your lazy ass fired, Oga stared at the words with a WTF expression. He continued looking at the poster until the elevator dinged and the doors opened, letting Oga out. The floor was entirely quiet, despite their being cubicles everywhere full of people who were glued to their computer screens. Oga walked through towards where he remembered Himekawa's office being. No one even looked up to see who was strolling through their office, it even started to freak Oga out.

"Ah, Oga, it's been a while. How's the Queen?" Himekawa asked as he peered through a glass door.

"Will you grow the fuck up and call her Kunieda already?" Oga complained. He followed Himekawa into his office where they sat down.

"So, I have a job for you," Himekawa stated all business like.

"No shit..." Oga muttered under his breath, "Is it long term?"

"For a first, yeah. I need you to work at my new strip club," Himekawa said and began typing on his computer.

"Your what?" Oga asked in disbelief.

"My. New. Strip. Club," Himekawa said with a hint of annoyance.

"You know I am-"

"Oh, and you told me to grow up?" Himekawa asked in a sarcastic voice. He leaned back and put his feet up on his desk.

"Aoi wouldn't let me," Oga said.

"Then don't tell her. Just tell her you took a job for my company, she won't care. Besides, it's something you're good at," Himekawa muttered and dropped his feet off the desk.

Oga thought for a second. Suddenly, it hit him what Himekawa was talking about.

"I'm not going to sell this beautiful body for prostitution!" He shouted, looking appalled.

"Don't be a fucking idiot-"

"I don't work the pole no more, god dammit!" Oga shouted, looking like he was about to flip the desk.

"What the hell do you mean by no more?!" Himekawa shouted. He then recomposed himself, deciding to stop talking about such nonsense.

"I need you to be a bouncer," Himekawa stated simply, clearing his throat.

Oga sat down, clearing his throat too, "Right."

"You'll be paid enough to move out of your shit hole right away."

"But what if Aoi finds out?"

"It's your decision dumb ass."

(Inside of Oga's head)

Well, let me see here.

Job + Tell Aoi = Instant Death

Job + Secret = Moneybags

Is Gohan-kun coming on tonight? I can't believe I said that stuff out loud.

Job + Secret = Moneybags (Unless Aoi finds out then)

Moneybags + Found out = Instant Death.

"Okay, I'll do it," Oga said after thirty minutes of thinking. When he looked around, he found himself in the backseat of a car next to his new boss.

"You really are from Ishiyama, huh dumbshit?" Himekawa muttered and looked away. He was fidgeting with his cell phone, probably firing some "lazy ass" worker.

"You wanna finish what we started, green-pompa-bitch?" Oga asked and glared at Himekawa.

"You shouldn't fight your boss," Himekawa said and narrowed his eyes at his new employee.

"I've fought every possible boss I coulda had, I don't mind beating the shit out of you again," Oga said and cracked his knuckles.

"Too late," Himekawa said and opened his door, "We're here."

Oga climbed out of the car and looked at where he would be spending every night, and possibly day. It was made out of brick on the outside with a big, glowing sign that read "Naughty Night of Love" Oga looked at the sign and remembered the one from the elevator.

"Do you make all of your signs?" Oga asked.

"What do you mean?" Himekawa said and walked into the club. Unsure, Oga followed behind him. Inside, there was a hint of fog covering the ground. There were tables scattered throughout the place, a long bar on the side, and a stage near the back. Oga squinted his eyes to examine the stage, seeing a pole sticking out of it.

"This really is a strip club..." Oga scoffed. The chairs were all pushed up against a wall near the bar, seeming untouched.

"As you can see, we are finished with building. You'll start work tomorrow night," Himekawa said and started walking to the stage. Oga could hear soft whispers coming from behind the curtain.

"Rima, come here," Himekawa called. The whispers stopped and a few moments later a girl walked out. She had brown, curly hair that fell past her shoulders and she was wearing a white robe. She looked like a girl who belonged on a magazine cover, for one of those magazines Aoi forced Oga to buy.

"Yes Mr. Himekawa?" Rima said in a sweet voice. She glanced at Oga and smiled, making Oga unsure of what to do but just keep an expressionless face.

"This dipshit- GOD DAMMIT OGA!" Himekawa shouted after Oga kicked him. Oga was glaring at the billionaire kid, leaving him looking like the bad guy. "This guy is the new bouncer."

"What happened to Morris?" Rima asked with a worried voice. She had looked a little surprised that Oga had kicked her boss, but chances are she had wanted to do that for a long time too.

"They beat him pretty badly. I used to go to school with this guy, he can do the job," Himekawa said and nodded towards Oga.

"Okay, I'll tell everyone else then. I'm guessing your name is Oga?" Rima smiled at Oga.

"Oga Tatsumi, and I'm guessing your name is Rima?" Oga said and kept an expressionless face.

"It's nice to meet you. Oh and Mr. Himekawa, are we going to hire that new girl?" Rima asked and turned her attention back to her boss.

"The blonde with the chest? I guess she'll be good to have," Himekawa shrugged.

"Alright, bye then," Rima smiled and walked back behind the curtains. Himekawa started heading outside, followed by Oga.

"That was Rima, she was the one who keeps on causing the customers to go into a rampage," Himekawa muttered when the two were outside.

"Uh huh. What time do I have to be here?" Oga asked, just wanting to go home.

"Five-thirty tomorrow. Don't be late," Himekawa added as a sleek, black limo pulled up. He waved and slid into his car, disappearing from sight within seconds. Oga looked around for a minute before starting his jog home. A strip club, huh?

"I'm home," Oga called and closed the door behind him. He took off his shoes and walked into where the food was prepared for him.

"Welcome home Tatsumi," Aoi said with a smile. She skipped their hug, wanting to find out what had happened earlier that morning.

"Looks good," Oga said and quickly prayed before digging in. Aoi smiled and ate her food at a slow pace.

"So, what happened this morning?" Aoi asked after Oga cleared his second bowl of rice.

"I got a job at Himekawa's company," Oga said between bites.

"You got a job!" Aoi shouted in amazement. She knew he had been trying, but all of his attempts left him with beating up the interviewer and leaving.

"Yeah," Oga added and finished the bowl. He laid back and closed his eyes.

"Come on now Tatsumi," Aoi groaned when her fiance laid down. He didn't budge, he had fallen asleep. Aoi sighed and cleared the table, pushed it to the side and pulling out their futons. She threw a blanket over Oga while she slid into her own, falling asleep.

"Good night, Tatsumi. Tomorrow you're going to tell me what type of job you got," Aoi assured herself and shut her eyes, letting sleep get to her too.

Chapter 1: Complete. (And rewritten)

Hope you enjoy the chapter.

Next chapter coming out estimate: Unknown

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