A/N: Hey, there. :)
This story was requested by Chihaya-chan. It's my first Beelzebub fic. I have kept the first chapter short because I want to see what the readers have to say. Well, review/follow/favourite it, if you feel like it. Any kind of constructive feedback is always welcome. Thanks. :D
Marry Me, Tsuma
It was a peaceful day in the Oga household. Mr. and Mrs. Oga were chatting among themselves over their evening coffee. Their daughter Misaki was having a rather vivid conversation with someone on her phone. Their son and grandson were busy playing with each other. But, their daughter-in-law had gone to visit some friends in Macau. "It's been a whole week. I wonder, when she will be back", Mrs. Oga said to her husband. He said, "You must not worry so much. Tatsumi said that she will be back soon". "Yeah", Mother Oga sighed, "Maybe I just miss her too much". "Hm", her husband smiled, "Our daughter-in-law is such a well refined young lady. It almost feels like she is our own daughter. She takes her time to warm up to people, I guess. But, I am really proud that Tatsumi did at least one right thing in his life". The woman just smiled and nodded.
Meanwhile, Oga Tatsumi, a virgin father of a demon baby, was lying on the tatami mat in his room. His supposed son was playing with a demonic version of building blocks. "Ai Dabuh!", baby Beel raised his fists proudly. He had managed to build a four storey building with the help of his latest toy. Oga looked at the demon baby doing a victory dance at his new accomplishment. "Say, Berubo", Oga said, "When do you think Hilda will be back?". "Aye?", Berubo stopped and looked back at his father. He folded his hands, closed his eyes and said in a business like fashion, "Ae dabuh da gegege radada bodudu baapadda ai ai dodabaduah…". "Ah", Oga looked up at the ceiling, "You think, we should seek Lamia's help". Oga reminisced about what had happened last week,
"I am going to visit the great Demon Lord. Look after the Young Master till I am back", Hilda said to Oga, who was busy playing a latest game he had snatched from Furuichi. He stopped playing and looked at her, "When will you be back?". "I am not sure", she said while changing Beelze's diaper. Oga asked, "Why did he call you?". Hilda said, rather irritated, "He is upset over something. Probably, about the way one of his favorite soap operas ended this week". Oga asked, "What do I tell everyone at home? They are going to ask me where you are". Hilda looked at him, visibly annoyed. She said coldly, "I am not your wife and I am not answerable to you. Shut up and look after him till I am back". "Hey", Oga seethed, "I was just asking, you idiot". Hilda ignored him which made him more agitated. She cradled Berubo in her arms and pouted lovingly at him, "Bye, Young Master. Please take care of yourself till I am back. Would you like me to bring you a present from the demon world?". Oga looked away, his anger subsiding completely. He would feel all warm and fuzzy inside whenever he saw Hilda playing with Berubo like that. And he hated that those two made him feel that way. "Oga", Hilda called. He turned his head to look at her. She said, "Don't put the Young Master in any danger when I am gone. Keep your ass intact". "Who do you think you are giving me instructions and such?!", Oga shouted. She just smirked and entered the inter-dimensional hollow on the wall. 'That bickering witch', Oga fumed to himself.
'Maybe I should go meet Alaindelon', Oga thought. He looked for his cell phone and dialed Furuichi's number on finding it. Furuichi didn't answer the call. Oga tried more than eight times, but no answer. He threw the cellphone on the bed, 'Damn that Creepichi'. Berubo tugged at his shirt for milk. Oga straightened up and walked to the kitchen. Berubo followed him. 'Could it be that Hilda is in some kind of danger? Meh. I don't care if she is dying. Is she?', Oga stopped pouring the milk into the bottle when that thought crossed his mind. Berubo stood by, waiting for his food. Oga was still lost in thoughts when a drop kick from his sister Misaki plastered him to a wall. She yelled, "Oga Tatsumi! What the hell have you been cooking here?! The kitchen looks so filthy. I had cleaned it up just ten minutes ago!". Oga retaliated, "Berubo is hungry! I was just trying to prepare milk for him!". Misaki pulled him up by the collar, "You made all this mess only while preparing a bottle of milk?! Have you ever seen Hilda make such a mess?!". She let go off him and picked up Berubo. She looked at Oga, "Ever since she has gone to Macau, this kitchen, this house and this baby looks disheveled. What kind of a father are you if you can't look after your own son for just a week?! Look at Berubo's hair. And when was the last time he bathed? It's all your fault!". She landed another kick on Oga's stomach and stomped away with Baby Beel on one arm and a bottle of milk in her hand. Oga struggled to get up and follow them, fearing the 18 meters distance breach.
The Oga family was having dinner together. Berubo was asleep on Oga's lap. "Look at him sleep so peacefully! Just a minute ago, he was playing", Oga's mother commented fondly on her grandson's slumber. Her husband exclaimed, "I have practiced my new apologizing slide for when Berubo cries. I call it 'Ultra Sliding Shining Apology!". Misaki said, "Hey, Tatsumi. Did Hilda call you today?". Her mother chided, "Did she send you a love text?". "Mom!", Oga exclaimed. He lied without looking up from his food, "She called me yesterday saying that there is some problem with her cellular company in Macau. She won't be able to get in touch any soon". "Oh", Misaki sighed. Oga's mother said, "I really miss Hilda. I hope she will be back soon". 'I hope so too', Tatsumi admitted to himself.