It had been two months. Two months since Oga went to hell. And Furuichi was left behind.

It sucked, but he wasn't wasting his time doing nothing. He was borrowing books from Miki and studying them. When he struck something difficult he spent the day trying to find a cowering teacher who were hidden in the school. By now he knew every teachers hidden spots and they were all too willing to help him now.

His days were lonesome and he rarely saw any of the top dogs as he used too. Toujo was favoring construction jobs over school and appeared only once per week now. The Red Tails were on another crusade to get more members in Red Tail. He hadn't seen any of the Red Tails for weeks. The only ones he saw more than the other two were Kanzaki and Himekawa. But even those two were getting ready to take over their family duties.

And even he was getting ready for the future. For his second year he was going to transfer. Where, he didn't know yet, but, he was mentally preparing himself. His hours were spent on trying to catch up on months spent on running from demons and fights. He needed good exam scores so a school could look past the fact that he came from Ishiyama.

Which explained why he was currently exiting the school building, nose stuck in a book. His brain trying to remember every rule in English, was the reason why he didn't see the body that was rounding the corner. He collided with the smaller body and dropped his book, thankfully though neither of them fell from the collision.

Looking to see if he had to defend himself, he let out a sigh of relief when a familiar face was in front of him. The flower wearing Red Tail member was still and was staring up at him with confusion etched on his face. He wasn't surprised by the confusion, his hair had grown slightly, and his signature yellow sweater was gone. Right now he was only wearing a white buttoned up shit, with the sleeve rolled halfway. A bag at his side, a rare sight to see at Ishiyama.

His bag was full of books and was making his shoulder ache. He was eager to go home. So with a smile he broke the silence. "Good afternoon, Hanazawa-San. How are y-"

He stopped talking as a hand suddenly reached out to him. He backed away but the hand stretched towards his head. He grew still as fingers combed through his bangs to the top of his head.

"It's thicker." She said in awe. The look of shock took over her face she continued. "You got taller too."

The hand stayed in his hair, still grasping the strands of hair. Turning away from him she yelled over her shoulder. "Hey Nene come over here!"

Furuichi felt heat come to his face as for the first time in weeks Nene would see him. He didn't want her to see him in this situation, he didn't want another misunderstanding to happen. He tried to back away but Yuka had a firm grip on his hair. With a heated face, he waited for Nene to come and scream at him some sort of misunderstanding.

The redhead walked over to them, her face expressing her confusion. She glanced at the other red tail member who merely nodded at her with a look of determination. Sighing as she wasn't going to get out of this, she looked at Furuichi who resembled a deer caught in headlights. The first year didn't move away as another hand combed through his hair.

Furuichi watched as a small smile appeared on Nene's face while she glanced at Yuka .

"It's thicker right?" Yuka asked as she got another grip of Furuichi's bangs and pushed them back.

"Yeah. You have a lot of bangs too. Are you letting it grow?" Nene commented while stepping closer to look at him closer.

Furuichi hesitated and answered her question with one of his own. "Should I get it cut?"

Nene and Yuka shared a look. Both of them smiled and Nene looked at him and released his hair. "No. Looks good. Makes you look young. Way better than before."

The Red Tails watched as the words hit Furuichi. A smile came to his face and his eyes almost sparked with happiness. Before Furuichi could ruin the moment, the two left with a wave. "See you around Furuichi."

Furuichi waved back with the smile still on his face. On his way home he kept messing with his bangs, a small smile on his face. He had neglected his hair for studying, he had also left his jacket at home in his rush. Stopping in a shop window, he stared at his reflection and smirked. He did look slightly different. Different enough for Nene and Yuka to compliment him. Just thinking about the unrealistic event had him ducking his head in a mixture of happiness and embarrassment.

He walked a couple of blocks, just remembering every moment of Nene and Yuka complimenting him. And for the second time that day, his habit of looking down caught too him. He bumped into a sturdy shoulder that caused him to stagger slightly. He barely had time to look up before a hand was gripping his shirt and pushing him into the wall.

He was a moment away from activating his contract with one of the pillar demons, when he saw who his opponent was.

"Watch it you little-" The snarl was cut short as Takashima realized too who had bumped into him. The two stared at each other, startled eyes was met with bored ones. Furuichi was getting angry that the bastard hadn't learned his lesson from the pool. But before he could call a member, Takashima backed away from him, a look of confusion now on his face.

He continued to stare at him and finally he yelled at Furuichi. "Get that look off your face."

'What.' Furuichi thought. The delinquent didn't seem to want to hurt him, instead he seemed interested in him. Furuichi gave him a puzzled look before he pushed the hands off him. With what little distance he gained from that push, he began to walk.

He barely made it three steps before his hand was grabbed and roughly pulled backwards. Tripping over his own feet, he cursed when he fell onto Takashima's chest. Arms wrapped around his chest and kept him falling. Stuck in this uncomfortable position, he tried to escape when he stilled. Takashima was blushing and muttering to himself as he looked down on him. "No it's not a look. It's your face. What the hell happened to your face? It's different."

Furuichi had enough of the stupidity and pushed himself out of the other's arms. Turning to face the other, Furuichi was ready with a smartass comment, but a hand gripped his chin and roughly pulled it to Takashima. "Did you change your face? You're eyes. They're bigger."

This time when Furuichi pushed, he managed to make the delinquent fall a couple feet away. Turning away Furuichi quickly walked away, now on edge and angry. He picked up the pace when he heard the sound of pounding feet behind him.

Takashima was jogging now to keep up and was smiling at Furuichi now. He just ignored him and found himself walking faster in hopes to shake off the other. But Takashima kept talking to him. Each time getting closer to Furuichi.

"Hey. So how you've been. Come on. It's not nice to ignore old friends. You look different. Kinda cute." The last part Takashima advanced his actions reaching for Furuichis arm, but it never reached it. Instead his wrist was snatched and in a flurry of moments, he was pushed faced first into the wall.

With half his face buried into the wall, he could only hear the conversation that was happening behind him. The large hand that was gripping his wrist obviously wasn't Furuichi's. Shit he hadn't even seen the guy who was currently pinning him with one hand. Trying to pick his face out of the hole his head had made in impact, he could hear the other two talking.

"You interested in this guy."

"WHAT NO! OF COUR-"

The hand that was pinning his hand against his back tightened its grip and pushed him further into the wall. A hand now gripped the back of his neck and a voice with a threatening tone growled in his ear. "He's not interested."

Takashima didn't know who the hell was pinning him, but he could tell this motherfucker was stronger than him. So he admitted defeat and said to the other. "Listen man I didn't know he was taken."

"I'm right here you know! Come on Toujo, just let him go. It's fine."

Furuichi stepped back as he guessed correctly that Toujo would do something over the top. The third year grabbed the pinned body and like a rag doll threw him on the sidewalk. Furuichi did get a little amusement to see the bruised and scratched face of his former bully.

Fixing his bag strap, he turned to Toujo, who was in construction clothes and covered in a layer of dirt. Looking behind him, Furuichi saw the construction site where Toujo must have come from. Sighing from the loss opportunity of actually beating Takashima's ass, but he couldn't stay mad at Toujo for too long. He was just thinking that he was helping him in a situation. A situation that of course was misunderstood. How the hell could that have looked like a lovers' dispute.

Furuichi's face become flushed at the idea of Toujo spreading the misunderstanding to the others.

A heavy hand pushed his shoulder, and he stumbled but thankfully didn't fall. Turning to glare at Toujo he was stopped when he saw that the other was actually next to him. Staring down at him the third year announced. "Come on, I'll walk you home."

"People are going to get the wrong idea now." Furuichi mumbled but began to walk anyways. He barely took two steps before he noticed that Toujo was not walking. Turning back, he grimaced when he saw Toujo crestfallen and looking at the floor. Hands stuffed in his pocket, the third year mumbled sadly. "If you don't want people to think we're friends that's fine."

Groaning inwardly, Furuichi yelled at him "Don't go jumping to conclusion now. Come on lets go." Furuichi had to grab Toujo by the arm and attempt to drag him before he started to walk again. He ended up having to buy Toujo some pocky before the other forgave him for his non-offensive comment. At the end of the walk, Toujo waved at him loudly while running back to his job.

When Furuichi finally made it to his bedroom, he sighed from exhaustion. Falling onto his bed, he covered his face with his hand. It had been a while since he was around that kind of stupidity and craziness. But recalling his run-ins with the Red Tails and Toujo a small smile came onto his face.

Running a hand through his hair, he stopped to grab at his bangs again. He decided that today was a good day.

~Beelzebub~

A fight had broken out on the Ishiyama courts. The two fighters weren't anyone big, but the way they were fighting caused a crowd to form. Blood was splattered on the floor along with a few teeth. The two fighters were covered in blood and were using ruthless moves to try to make the other admit defeat.

Yuka who pulled Nene and Chiaki to the fight after hearing shouts from the courtyard, was stunned by the crowd of people.

"A lot of people for this fight!" Yuka yelled as she kicked out the knees of the person in front of her. Using his folded body as a stepping stool she got to look over the crowd into the fight. "Wow these guys faces are covered in blood. Weird they're not using any weapons! Only their fists!"

"Some of the people here aren't even from Ishiyama." Chiaki noted. "Checking out the competition?"

"More like checking out a certain someone." Nene grumbled

The statement had Yuka and Chiaki looking at Nene in confusion. While they were looking away, the crowd cheered and the air filled with yells and curses. Yuka looked and saw that finally one of the guys was on the floor. A puddle of blood forming below him.

The victor raised his bloodied fist and looked up to the rooftop. A bloody smile on his face.

The Red Tails followed the student's gaze to see an isolated body. Furuichi was standing at the roof top his back already to the fight. Looking back at the fighter, they saw the look of disappointment along with a series of curses he started to mutter.

While he looked disappointed, all the other spectators had hyena grins as they saw Furuichi's rejection to the winner.

The ladies watched the scene and Nene informed the two. "Rumors are flying all over the schools about Mad Dog's tactician. How he was a large reason why Oga dominated Ishiyama." Nene glanced around the crowd who were all staring up at Furuichi. Eyes hungry for power and hands fisted. "Everyone who wants to be on top is now fighting for his attention. They believe the one who does, will no doubt get Furuichi at his side."

"WHAT?! Do you think Oga knows?" Yuka exclaimed.

"Of course not." Nene muttered. She didn't like how these guys were staring at Furuichi. Some didn't even go to Ishiyama.

"I don't like that." Chiaki replied. She didn't want Oga running loose without Furuichi during her last year of high school.

"We gonna stop that." Yuka asked as she jumped off the crumbled body. The trio watched as the crowd began to disperse, some guys looking back to see if Furuichi was looking at them.

"Yup." A new voice answered the question. The trio turned around to see Toujo was behind them. His face angry and arms crossed on his chest.

"When did you come over here!?" Nene exclaimed.

Instead of answering Yuka pumped her fist in the air and shouted. "The more the merrier. Operation keep Furuichi pure for Oga has started!"

Yuka and Toujo cheered while Chiaki and Nene tried to change the name, but it was too late as the two ran off to the rooftop.


Takashima is that one blonde dude from the pool episode, the one that was hitting on nene and chiaki. But yes this drabble fic is going to be protective gang plus everyone wanting Furuichi to get them to be the top dog.

Hope you guys like it, and I'll try to update it as soon as I can. Hope you guys have a good one!