Hello, this is my first Beelzebub fanfic! Please be nice! . And it's just a short oneshot anyway...

Beelzebub is not mine.

Away.

Her tantalizing eyes slowly opened, the green hue of her orbs greeted the ceiling. The light of the sun was the first thing that disturbed her eyes, it made her feel sick. She slowly sat up, her stomach tangled with pain. The wound she received the night before was still fresh and it hurt as hell. Her soft lips released a groan then slowly sighed.

Hilda looked at her surroundings, it was his room. She was on his bed, his blankets. She was wearing his oversized pajamas, feeling his soft pillow. She groaned again, laying herself on the bed of his. Her arms hugged the pillow, inhaling its scent. Her eyes stared at the door; she remembered what she had told Oga the night she got stabbed. It was just a little lie. His bed wasn't really stinky; it has no awful smell whatsoever. In fact, it has a tint of mint. She just likes to tease him that way. She smirked; even though it was like that she had no plan of telling the man anyway.

Everything in the room was his; everything that's currently around her was his possession. But it felt empty since they weren't there.

"What's wrong, Madam Hilda?" Alaindelon suddenly appeared, being the trans-dimensional demon he was. He held a tray and cup of tea. Hilda looked at him, and then moved her body over the edge of the bed. She sat at the corner then bowed her head.

"I feel lonely, I miss master." She answered stoically although her look opposed what she said.

"Don't worry madam Hilda! I shall entertain you with tales about the great Furuichi-dono!" Alaindelon blushed while he held both his cheeks. "Ooh, I feel so embarrassed… Where should I start? Hm?" Hilda gave a quick disgusted look.

"Shut up, you're making my wounds open up."

Alaindelon pouted then handed Hilda the cup of tea before asking, "Then do you miss Oga-san?"

Hilda's eyes widened a little but quickly turned back to its normal look. She looked away a little.

"Hmp. Who will miss such a damn fool? Even if he is here, he'll just play video games or read those mangas of his… Not really a productive attitude that someone will miss. It should be better that he's not around slacking off. He's training with Kunieda to be stronger, right? that's better than him lazing around here." Hilda answered coldly before taking a quick sip, why was she annoyed?

Alaindelon smiled, Hilda saw him.

"What are you smiling at?"

"You didn't really answer my question."

The room was covered in awkward silence as Hilda sipped her tea.

"I'll take that as a yes, then." Alaindelon told her with a smile.

Maybe he wasn't completely wrong.

Hope it's okay and not OOC!