One of two. This is a request, just so you know I don't own Umi...or anyone else for the matter while were at it (this applies for all the stories that relate to KHR!) *sob*

Anyways this is kinda mature...don't read and then report just because you're agaisnt it. Plus this isn't that bad.

Hope you like! R&M

Umi peeked her head around the doorframe that separates the family room from the hallway. Target spotted. She casually walked into the room and sat down on the sofa regarding the television. She had it all planned out, nothing could go wrong. The plan was to reach over around Bel, making it look like she was going for the remote. Then when he was lulled into a false sense of security she would pounce. Main objective was to subdue the blonde prince and swipe those damned bangs out of his eyes.

Umi put her plan into action. It was going well. She had reached over and was slowly getting her body ready for the physical part. She jumped on the prince and had him straddled...Wait, that's a lie. It was she who was straddled and it was the target that was on top with a manic grin.

"Ushishishi," the sound was flesh being cut open was the only thing heard besides the television in the background.

Mission: fail.

As Umi walked out of the room trying to stop the bleeding on her cheek, she thought of the reason why she did that. It all began the night before....

The Varia was gathered in the kitchen and by Varia I mean Lussuria, Squalo, Umi and Mammon. Lussuria and Umi were in deep conversation about the second youngest member (Umi being the youngest at 15) and his appearance. Umi didn't think he was bad looking and neither did Lussuria but she wondered why he hid his eyes. Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and pondered the question. With a small smirk the Mist Guardian made an announcement that would unbeknownst change her Mafia-loving life forever.

"Umi, if you can find out what that spoiled prince's eye colour is I will give you an eighth of all the money I have," the tiny member offered. She raised an eyebrow, blue eyes questioning him further. She was sceptical. Why would the money hungry arcobaleno be willing to make a bet that involved him losing money?

"But, if you can't find out the colour then I get half of what you own and make in the future," there was the catch. She knew there was a catch. It was a tough choice but she couldn't resist the challenge.

"You're on. Is there a time restraint?"

"Two days and then your money is mine"

"You have no faith in me do you? And what happens when I win? I bet you have quite a bit of money stashed. Even an eighth can probably buy a country"

"VOI! Do you think you can win? This will be amusing but don't come crying when you are nearly dead woman," Umi could feel the support spouting out of both Squalo and Mammon.

"Take a picture of him even if you are all bloody. For me, okay?" Even Lussi wasn't on your side.

Back to the Present

Well, she'd show them. She was stubborn and wasn't going to give up even if it killed her (which it probably was). With a cheerful smile Umi pranced down the hall leaving little blood droplets on the floor only to have a poor shark get a bottle to his head for. Umi wasn't finished. She had another plan that would work for sure.

What she didn't know was that Bel was listening in the night before when she accepted the bet.

"Ushishishi" could be heard through the hall slinking after Umi as she debated her plan of action against him. The genius was five steps ahead of her with his own plan and it would win. Why? Because he was a prince and always won.

Umi pulled on the short skirt with a smirk. When push comes to shove Bel was still a guy and what guy can resist a girl is a skimpy skirt? Her plan was a simple one. Seduce and in an act of foreplay cuff him to her headboard then find out what she wanted. She wasn't a whore, though. She was a cheerful and helpful person sometimes not fitting in with the rest of the dysfunctional family. Though she found it hard sometimes, she wouldn't change her life for anything. She was happy where she was.

The door creaked open as she unbuttoned the first three buttons of her blouse. As she looked over her shoulder she could see a flash of blonde fly towards her bed.

"Are these handcuffs, ushishishi?"

How nice it is to have the man come to you she thought as she strolled towards him.

With hips swaying she replied, "Yes, they are. Interested?"

Bel's already huge grin multiplied, "The Prince is bored. Maybe the peasant could entertain him?"

A shutter went through Umi's spine as his luring voice entranced her. Perfect.

Umi crawled towards him across the large bed. She gently took the handcuffs from his outstretched hand. Eyes never leaving his face she leaned in closer to his face giving the sultriest look she could muster. She took his left wrist and brought it up to the top of the headboard. *Click* She looked up.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Umi tugged at her right wrist with a panicked look upon

her beautiful face. He did it again! He trapped her!

"Grrrrr," she growled in frustration as she tried to reach for the keys in her breast pocket. Bel's hand beat her there and in a teasing manner, swung it around his index finger.

"Bel give it to me," Umi demanded. If I don't get out he'll kill me. Damn him to hell!

"Ushishi. I don't think so my pretty peasant, I told you that you were going to entertain me," he pushed Umi down onto the pillows. He leaned in closer teasing her like she did before to him. A blush spread onto her face. It was fine when she was in control but different when a guy was.

He licked the side of her mouth, then going lower and placing light nips on her neck and collar bone. Umi let out a soft moan. She could feel his smirk in the crook of her neck. He was enjoying this but then again so was she. A sharp pain ran up her neck and warm liquid could be felt. A wet tongue lapped the wound, kissing it when the bleeding stopped. Belphegor brought his head up to Umi's level, grin ear to ear.

He dived in for a deep kiss fully upon her chapped lips. His hands ran under her skirt feeling the inside of her thighs. She gasped and he took the chance to slide his tongue into her mouth playing with hers.

As he began to move in for the kill only one thought ran through her head: Screw the bet and money. I'm getting something better.

Umi's head flew back in a deep moan. From outside the door a smirking Mammon could be found. He quickly went to his room to count the profit he just succeeded in making.