TITLE: Kinshitsuji! 金執事
SUMMARY: When Haruhi's family is murdered, she becomes the sole heir to her family's estate & legacy. Still, it's difficult for a young girl in the Victorian Era to hold her own in society against aristocratic men with knowledge & power. Thus she collects for herself some servants & uses their skills & good looks to get (basically) whatever she damn well pleases! (Kuroshitsuji inspired)
STORY PAIRINGS: Haruhi+Tamaki, Honey+Mori, Kaoru+Hikaru

PLEASE NOTE: This story is rated M. According to the FF site, that means it has to be appropriate for ages 16+ WITHOUT explicit content, which includes adult language, themes, and suggestions. This story meets those requirements.

STARTING TODAY, YOU'RE ALL MY SERVANTS!

The day before Haruhi's fourteenth birthday was a busy one. Her Mother and Father were hurrying about the house frantically telling their servants what to get done. They were also discussing the guest list.

"Baron Boyatt sent an rsvp… Ugh, I was really hoping he wasn't going to show," Kotoko said frowning as she sat in her husband's study feeling content in her large gown. Normally she found the many layers she wore in a day cumbersome and sweltering, however, since it was early February, it was nice and cool. It didn't often snow much where they lived, but a tiny bit was common. Such as today, the snow appeared as a light powdering over the ground.

"Ah, but that's okay. I have to talk business with him anyway…" Ryōji explained as he got up he put the stack of papers he had shuffled through to the side of his desk. "Well, let's go find out what Haruhi wants for her Birthday, though I think I already know."

"You do?" Kotoko said getting to her feet and following her husband as he left his office heading down the hall.

"Of course, Haruhi is my most precious daughter! How could I not know what she wants for her Birthday? You watch, when we get downstairs she's going to ask for the beautiful porcelain doll I pointed out to her in the shop last week. I had had it set aside to be ready for her."

Though five minutes later…

"A French Dictionary?" her Father said looking crestfallen after Haruhi told him what she wanted.

"Yeah," she said. "I'd really like to learn French."

Kotoko snickered in the background before she played it off as a cough. "Alright then sweetie, if that is what you want for your Birthday, that's what you'll get."

"Thanks Mother!" Haruhi said hugging her, and then she turned and hugged her Father. "Thank you Daddy!"

She hurried off to look in their library to see what sort of books might be there in French. Haruhi planned to pick out one of them as the first book she would translate. As she hurried off towards the library she ran by one of their many servants who bowed as she passed.

"Miss. Fujioka," the kids said stopping her in mid-step and she spun around.

"What is it? Uh…" she said frowning as she had forgotten his name.

"Hikaru," he said in response to her questioning look. "I… I could teach you French if you want…"

"You, speak French?" Haruhi said raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah," he answered.

Haruhi's face lit up, "Great, we can start lessons tomorrow then!"

With that she threw him a wave before she hurried off to their library, and suddenly Hikaru frowned. He dropped the mop he was holding and took off down the stairs to where his twin brother was repainting a hallway there.

"Kaoru! You gotta help me!" Hikaru said panting.

"Hikaru what's wrong?"

"I told Miss. Fujioka that I would teach her French!"

Kaoru frowned setting his paint brush down he turned to him folding his arms in a pitting way. "But… Hikaru, you don't speak French…"

"I know that!" He snapped, leaning against the wall he slid down it in a huff.

"Man you got it bad for her huh?" Kaoru said grinning. "But don't worry. I'll help you okay… But you have to stand up now…"

Hikaru looked up at him frowning, "Why? What's the point of anything? She's never going to notice me…"

"I'm sure she will, but you're leaning against the wall I just painted…" Kaoru pointed out and Hikaru jumped to his feet spinning around he pulled his shirt so he could see the light blue smudge that now resided on the back of his only shirt.

Kaoru grinned as Hikaru grumbled removing his shirt to get it washed. He spoke French, his brother didn't because Kaoru had been raised by their Mother, and Hikaru had been raised by their Father. It wasn't until their Father died that Hikaru was sent to live with Kaoru and their Mother. However, less than a year later, she died too. They had gotten a home and steady work at the Fujioka estate ever since as servants in the manor.

It wasn't long after they arrived that Kaoru had noticed his brother liked the young Lady of the house, the young Miss Haruhi. But there were so many servants in the manor, that she didn't really notice them. It seemed all Hikaru wanted was to be acknowledged by her as a love interest, but that would be the last thing Kaoru wanted. If Hikaru and Haruhi were to get together, where would that leave the two of them? He would lose his Brother… permanently…

The carriage was heading back along a rickety road. Haruhi's new French Dictionary was in Kotoko's arms wrapped beautifully. They were discussing Haruhi's party which would take place tomorrow. Ryōji checked his pocket watch, "Ah, less than a minute and it will officially be Haruhi's birthday!"

They stared at the hands until it hit midnight, and Ryōji suddenly leaned over kissing his wife's cheek. "Happy Mother's Day!"

She blinked at him, "It's not Mother's Day…"

"Sure it is," he said grinning. "It's our daughter's Birthday, but this is also the anniversary of the day you became a Mother."

She smiled just as a loud bang sounded, Kotoko dropped Haruhi's present covering her ears and Ryōji reached forward to shield her. The carriage driver called back to them, "Someone's shooting at us!"

Ryōji jumped up looking out the carriages back window to find one of those new cars speeding after them four men in it one of which was shooting at them. He ducked just in time for the man's next bullet to miss him. Though it broke through the front and clearly got the driver. The carriage gave a sudden lurch. Kotoko and Ryōji were thrown to one side of the carriage and suddenly the terrifying sense of falling!

"Ryōji!" Kotoko screamed clinging to him as they were jostled around, and…

The car screeched to a halt at the edge of the cliff that the carriage had toppled over. The men got out staring down at it.

"Shit," one of them cursed. "No way they survived that…"

"You idiot! We were supposed to bring them alive!" snapped another.

"Our boss is gonna be really pissed if we don't bring him a Fujioka…"

"Didn't they have a daughter?" brought up the one that had decided to remain in the car.

The men froze contemplating this news and then let out a cheer! They hadn't failed completely after all, because they could always bring their boss the girl!

They piled into the car and drove off just as (far down below in the ravine) a lanky boy with black hair and glasses appeared landing on a fallen limb before the carriage that had recently toppled over.

Three bodies laid there. The woman was laying in a slightly disfigured way, he neck clearly broken her eyes filled with tears. She could just make out the boy through her clouded vision. He seemed to be looking at a notebook.

She let out a small gasp, and the boy glanced up at her. "Still alive are we?"

He checked his book again, "Not for long it seems…"

He closed it and held out his hand a scythe appeared in it, and he raised it high above his head, sending it crashing down straight towards her.

The commotion at the manor erupted like a violent avalanche that began with the crashing door. The first servant who saw the men let out a scream that sent others running.

"Hikaru, did you hear that?" Kaoru asked climbing from his bed listening intently.

"Yeah, did someone scream?" he asked rubbing his eyes as he sat up.

Gun shots were heard and the twins looked at each other, and they said aloud what they both were thinking, "Haurhi!"

They both took off running upstairs, and made it by one of the invaders. They went unnoticed for no now. The men were attacking the older and stronger servants so dealing with the two young teenage boys who ran past them wasn't at the top of their list of priorities.

They hurried toward her room, but Haruhi was already heading towards the commotion.

"My Lady," Hikaru and Kaoru said together the both grabbed one of her arms and spun her so she faced the opposite direction. "We have to go! Some men broke in this way!"

"My parents?!" she gasped. "They haven't come home yet…"

"Never mind that now," Kaoru snapped. "I'm sure they'll be gone awhile. We'll protect you."

"But… we've hardly ever spoken before. Why would—"

"Please my Lady, don't talk anymore or they might hear us," he said. Dropping the tone of his voice significantly himself he looked at his brother. "We'll hide in the cellar."

"Okay," Hikaru answered.

They hurried down the stairwell (a back one so as not to meet up with the intruders) and rushed inside the cellar.

Kaoru closed the door behind them, "Crap, I think they heard us!"

"Shit!" Hikaru snapped and he turned quickly half pushing, half guiding Haruhi to a kneeling position behind a crate. "Stay down and no matter what you hear don't come out!"

"But…"

"Please my Lady, just stay down…" he said smiling at her.

There was a loud bang on the door as someone tried to force it open, but Kaoru put his weight against it. Keeping it shut with all the strength he could manage. "Hikaru, the window…"

Hikaru turned noticing it too. If they could climb out through there, it faced the forest. They could all run to it and maybe… Just maybe, they could escape.

"Alright, let's barricade the door first—" Hikaru began, but stopped at the sound of gun fire.

Haruhi covered her mouth. She couldn't help it, she peeked around the box.

Having been unable to open the door the intruders had shot through. She could see the wound forming on Kaoru's back. A bloodstain. He had been shot. She jumped to her feet and was about to say something only Hikaru rushed forward covering her mouth.

"Go…" Kaoru gasped he turned. Blood was falling from the corner of his lip. "Haruhi should be in her room, fourth window from the right. Thrid… Third floor…"

He pushed against the door as the intruders tried to open it once again. At first, Haruhi had thought he was delusional from the amount of bloodloss. But then she realized he was trying to get them off their trail. While she and Hikaru ran for the forest, they would be running to catch them at the window, which the window he said wasn't even hers. She felt her eyes start to burn from tears that seemed to be building.

"GO!" Kaoru snapped again gasping for air and spitting out some blood onto the floor.

She was grabbed by Hikaru who pulled her quickly to the window. Stacking crates before it she was able to climb up and through. Her skirt made this a bit of a hassle, but she quickly managed, and Hikaru joined her.

Two more shots imapaled him before he was forced back against the side wall which he slid down. He could no longer breathe, and the little air that seemed to make it to his lungs caused a horrific gurgling sound. It was this he remembered more than the pain…

The intruders were in by then, but Kaoru barely noticed.

"Where is the girl!" snapped one of the men looking down at him.

Hikaru opened his mouth, and that horrible sound escaped him once again. He wouldn't have told him, but even if he had wanted to, he couldn't it.

Impatiently the man brought the gun to his face and—

They began hurrying towards the forest, Hikaru avoiding her eyes. Three more gun shots were heard before they reached the nearby barn. It was the biggest thing that could shield them on their way to the forest edge and they hid against the wall not facing the manor.

She looked sideways at her servant who had fallen to his knees in tears. She didn't know what to say, she barely knew him, and now they had just left while his brother died. Haruhi felt terrible… Blinking she felt tears fall from her eyes as well.

"I'm so… so sorry, Hi… Hikaru…" she sobbed.

Hikaru looked up at her about to say something when a horse rounded the corner of the barn stopping at the sight of them. "Hey I found her! She's trying to flee!"

She gasped staring up at him, his grin splitting wide and he added in a bit of a whisper, "like a coward."

Hikaru jumped up standing between her and the man. "Take what you're after and go!" Hikaru snapped. "You can have anything, Mr. Fujioka keeps his money in floor board safe in his office. I can show you where it is. Just leave Miss. Fujioka be!"

"Actually boy, I am here for Miss. Fujioka," he pointed out. "Now out of my way!"

He moved forward and kicked him so he fell back against the wall.

"Hikar—" Haruhi began only the guy on the horse moved swiftly to block her moving closed to him. He knelt down and grabbed her pulling her up onto the steed before he spun around heading back towards the mannor.

"No… Haruhi!" Hikaru gasped jumping to his feet he hurried after the horse, but it was moving much too fast. He wouldn't be able to catch up to her. If he didn't protect her… then Kaoru will have died for nothing!

"Going somewhere?" asked a female voice. He turned. Another horseback rider had run up from the side. She was hooded, but he could tell it was a girl. Pulling out a gun she aimed.

Hikaru didn't have time to think, and he didn't hear the gunshot either. The next thing he knew he was lying on the ground with ringing in his ears watching the horses gallop away. He couldn't move, but he laid there thinking about his failure for what felt like forever. The pain, he was barely aware of it, but the sorry of having failed to protect Haruhi and of having lost his brother after they had been reunited…

His vision darkened. He knew his eyes were open, but he could no longer see…

Then there was a light, a light brighter than the sun. Brighter than anything he had ever seen. The outline of someone was standing there as well, and when it turned…

"Kaoru!"

Kaoru smiled. "Hikaru! It's amazing! I can feel it, but I refused to go in, not until you were with me!"

He hurried forward taking his hand. "C'mon! Everyone's waiting!"

He pulled, expecting Hikaru to follow, but he didn't. "Hikaru?"

"What about… what about Haruhi?" he asked.

"It's not her time yet," Kaoru pointed out. "It' not her time, but it's ours. C'mon!"

"I can't…"

"What do you mean you can't?" Kaoru asked him looking concerned.

"I can't, I failed. I don't deserve that place!"

"Hikaru…"

"I won't go!"

Kaoru turned noticing the light getting dimmer. "Don't say that Hikaru, can't you feel it. It's pure happiness, its endless love. All those stories! Heaven exists! It exists and it's right in front of us!"

"I don't deserve a place like that!" he yelled. "I let you die! I failed Haruhi! What place do I have in heaven!?"

"…" Kaoru frowned. "Okay…"

Blinking Hikaru stared at him.

"Okay… we'll stay…"

Hikaru stared up at him, Kaoru's smile so bright and forgiving. "We'll stay."

"You should go Kaoru," Hikaru told him. "You should go without me."

"After finding you, after all those years we were apart?" Kaoru said grinning. "I'm never leaving you again…"

The light dimmed, and everything went dark…

"NOOOO!" Haruhi screamed when she saw the other rider run up to Hikaru and shoot him in the head. They had tried so hard to save her! They were gone…

A crash was heard from a breaking window in her manor, and when her tear clouded gaze turned in the sounds direction she saw flames billowing from numerous windows. No… Everything was falling apart!

"Put me down!" Haruhi snapped trying desperately to hit the rider. Kicking, punching, anything she could do to cause him pain. But he quickly had enough. Throwing her onto the ground as soon as they reached the main road, and she looked up.

A group of men were standing there looking menacingly down at her. "She's a Fujioka?"

"Yes, their only child," said the female rider who had caught up with them.

"I see, put her out, this will be a long ride."

"Wait! Why are you doing this! Who are you people? What—" Haruhi began, but was silenced as something was put over her mouth. She struggled but whatever was on the cloth was quickly making her sleepy…

When she regained consciousness she felt woozy and sick to her stomach, turning over she realized she was on a stone floor, and very cold. Her dress was gone, but she had been put in a thin white night gown. When her eyes were having a hard time focusing and she found she was in a cage. The next thing she noticed was that her ankles were shackled together, so even if she did manage to escape the cage she wouldn't be able to run very far. Looking around she noticed other cages, with other children of varying ages…

"You have quite a collection of children here," said a woman and man who walked into the room together.

"Yes, I'm in the process of selling them to various purchasers, but the children in this particular room are for a special occasion tonight," the man explained. "But this one…"

He stopped at Haruhi's cage. She looked up at him, but her vision wasn't quite back to normal to be able to see him properly. "And this one is for the height of that ceremony."

"The ceremony?"

"They say, if you sacrifice 10 children increasing the age as you go, then the last one's death (which is to be the most painful) will summon a demon."

"Really? You can't be serious!" the woman said laughing slightly. "As if Demons are real…"

"Oh they're real, I met one once when I was a kid," the man said looking down at Haruhi. She tried to speak but didn't seem able, all that escaped her lips was a barely audible gasp.

"Did you now?"

The man and woman turned heading back out once again and their voices trailed down the hall as the man spoke of a large demon with fearsome fighting skills…

Haruhi couldn't keep her eyes open anymore. She fell asleep once again.

The next time she woke up she found herself far more mentally aware as whatever drug they had used on her seemed to be out of her system, and she heard a rather loud commotion. Almost like a part was going on.

She was terrified, especially because in the next moment there was a loud and horrific scream, and shortly after than a man came back opening a cage across from her that held a child a few years younger than her. She seemed to be only barely aware of the world as she was dragged from it. As she passed Haruhi she whispered, "Help me…"

Haruhi's eyes widened watching her be taken out through a curtain. A minute or two later, another scream! Haruhi covered her ears fearfully. Did… had they just… did they kill her?

"A last but not least the final sacrifice!"

Applause erupted. "But first, Mr. Hurohi was the winner of our drawing, and as such if a demon truly is summoned that creature will serve him!"

There was a bit of laughter at that. Almost as if no one truly believed a demon would appear.

"Alright, bring her out!"

Haruhi gasped as the curtain opened and the same man from before unlocked her cage opening the door. He reached in grabbing ahold over her arm pulling her out. "Let me go!" she snapped. "Please don't do this!"

She was brought out to the light. The room was filled with nobles. At least she assumed so from the state of their clothes. However they were all wearing masks, so she couldn't tell who anyone was…

She fought the whole way as she was brought over to a bloody pedestal where that she was forced onto and chained to. To stop her pleas a gag was placed in her mouth, and a man in a dark suit and cape called the crowds attention. "For those with weak stomachs, look away. This… will be bloody."

Haruhi didn't like to recall this part, but the pain had been terrible. She had been cut and stabbed repeatedly so that her white night dress was almost entirely red.

"With these sacrifices, we call you forth demon! Come to us! Grant strength to Mr. Hurohi!"

The man had seemed to have cut and stabbed in her such a way to draw blood but not to be fatal, but this one, as he held the blade high into the air. This was heading straight for her heart.

I'm going to die, she thought sadly. Mother… Father… Kaoru… Hikaru… she would see them soon… But I don't want to… I want… I want to stop this… Whatever this is, these people, this place, my home, my family, my firends. They shouldn't get away with it! No one should get away with such acts! They deserve pain… They deserve to die! But I can't… I can't do this… Not alone…

The man brought the knife down towards her chest. Though he stopped when a voice spoke.

"Are you calling me?"

It was a soft voice, sounding almost like a child's…

Haruhi turned her head in the direction. The crowd parted revealing a small boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. He looked adorably cute. If she had to die, he was a nice sight to see before this world was gone to her forever.

"Who let this boy in?" the man shouted. "Does he belong to any of you?"

Murmurs echoed through the crowd.

"If he belongs to none of you then kill him! We can't let an outsider see our goings-on! Kill him!"

"Weren't you trying to call a demon?" he asked softly, his eyes suddenly glowing red. The room around them seemed to be getting darker.

"It's HIM!" shrieked a woman.

"We really summoned a demon!"

"It was real!"

"Oh my God!"

"YES!" Hurohi grinned. "You! You were summoned here for me! I wish for you to grant me the strength that is promised in the summoning procedures. Follow me and serve me until my death, and I will grant you my soul!"

"We're you calling for me or not?" the kid asked again.

"Yes, I we were! I wish—" the man had begun his whole spiel again. Only the boy wasn't looking at him. Unless she was mistaken, and that was quite possible considering the severe amount of pain she was in, he was looking at her.

"Yes…" she whispered softly. No one but the demon seemed to have heard.

"Then what is your wish?" he asked.

The man looked confused, he had said his wish twice now.

"To end this, I don't want anyone else to suffer like this ever again…" she said softly.

And then they seemed to realize the demon was talking to her. Everyone in the room looked panicked.

" Then once we form this contract, you will never be able to go to heaven, and your soul will be mine the moment your wish is fulfilled. Knowing that… Do you wish to form a contract with me?" he asked.

"Don't let her answer!" shouted one of the men. The one holding the knife immediately sent it flying straight towards her heart, but before it impaled her she gasped and managed to answer, "I DO!"

The next second the demon had kicked the knife from his hand, and spinning around kicked him off the stage they were on. Immediately the people in the building began to flee. The boy landed on top of the pedestal she was tied to.

He knelt down moving some hair from her eyes. "This will hurt a little, but you'll feel much better when it's over."

His hand shot out clutching her neck, an even worse pain than her wounds, and suddenly she blacked out.

Blinking she found herself lying in a field and she sat bolt upright. Looking down she was still wearing the bloodied clothes she had been before, but her wounds were gone.

"About time you woke up," said the voice of the demon.

She turned to him. He was lying next to her, his arms behind his head.

"What did you do?" she asked.

"I placed our contract symbol upon your neck," he said. He showed her the back of his hand which had a strange image upon it. "Our symbols match, and you'll carry it from now until the day I take your soul."

"How have my wounds healed?" Haruhi asked getting to her feet.

"A lot of people make contracts with demons when they're about to die, Forming the contract creates a reset on the body of the human. So you're in peek physical health right now," he explained.

"What's your name?" Haruhi asked as the demon got to his feet.

"My friends call me Honey," he explained. "But technically you're allowed to name me."

"Honey it is then," she said and she jumped as a dark figure appeared from nowhere before the two of them.

"Wha!" she gasped.

"Ugh, I figured I'd be seeing one of you," Honey said frowning.

The guy was tall wearing all black. He had on glasses, and held a book in one hand. A scythe in the other…

"What do you think you're doing demon!" he snapped. "Do you realize how many people you killed back there that weren't on the to die list!"

Honey stuck his tongue out at him making the man look (if possible) even angrier.

"You killed them?" Haruhi said turning to Honey.

"Is that not what you wanted?" Honey asked looking up at her.

"Not to mention, you changed the to die date of this girl! You shouldn't be messing with the records!"

"Whatever," Honey said rolling his eyes.

"Um… who are you?" Haruhi asked.

Sighing, the man fixed his glasses. "I am a Shinigami. I keep records of the people who are to die. I document it, and I determine where they will go after… But this creature has interfered with my work…"

"Uh… I think this might be my fault," Haruhi said nervously.

"Of course it is. None of this would be happening right now if it wasn't for you…" he snapped.

"Uh… okay. I'm sorry," she said frowning. "What is your name?"

"Kyoya…" he answered.

"Okay, Kyoya. Well, maybe we promise not to kill anyone else?" Haruhi said nervously.

"Tsk, he is a demon! Killing is in their nature, you don't even know how to handle a creature like this!"

"Don't yell at her!" Honey snapped glaring at him.

"I have been assigned to you personally to account for the additional death toll that will inevitably surround this demon…" he said. "So I will be following you wherever you go…"

"Uh…" she looked from Honey to Kyoya. They both seemed quite angry with the other. "Do demons and Shinigami's not get along or something?"

They both glared at her as though saying, gee how'd you figure that out?

"So, where would you like to go Haru-chan?" Honey asked.

The memories of what had happened seemed to flood back into her mind at that sentence. She suddenly felt very sad. "I'd like to go home… but… last I saw it… It was on fire."

"Hhmm… I can fix your house," Honey said smiling. "Just tell me where you live."

She told him the address, and Honey stood on his tip toes placing his hands over Haruhi's eyes, and when he removed him, they were standing before her smoldering mansion.

"Wha!" she gasped. "My home…"

"It's okay, I can fix it," Honey explained. "It'll be just like—"

Honey suddenly spun around looking in the direction of a nearby Forrest. Haruhi and the Shinigami turned in the same direction as a rather large black dog emerged from the woodline.

It suddenly ran forward, each paw that hit the ground could be heard and felt. Like a giant running across a field.

"Step back Haru-chan," Honey said softly.

She did, and she wondered why he didn't look more worried. The thing was terrifying! She wondered if Honey was going to kill it. It ran straight for Honey and tackled him to the ground, it's teeth biting into Honey's arm as they fell. Small burst of fire escaped between its teeth with each breath still clamping tightly to Honey. His arm began to bleed…

Honey winced from the pain, but still stared up at it with a small smirk on his face. Why was he grinning? That thing had bit him!? She hid behind Kyoya who also did not look nervous. Did they not see the insanely large dog!?

"What is that thing?" Haruhi gasped.

Its eyes narrowed and it growled at him, and it placed a large and heavy paw on Honey's chest.

"Honey!" Haruhi gasped. She turned to Kyoya, "Can't you stop that thing?"

"Why?" Kyoya asked. "If it kills that demon, then that means less trouble for me…"

Haruhi looked shocked at how callous he could be. Was he really just going to let Honey be killed? He may be a demon, but he was still a little kid… Wasn't he?

"I'm sorry Takashi…" he said smiling. Then in a surprising twist the large paw suddenly became a hand which was attached to an arm, and torso… and suddenly there was a guy there…

Haruhi blinked not quite sure she had seen that right… The man still looked stern, and Honey began to pout. He clutched Honey's hair tilting his head back rather forcefully and he kissed him!

Haruhi and the others stared rather confused. Then the guy released him sitting cross legged as Honey pulled himself up onto his knees wiping the tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry Takashi…" he whined suddenly turning to him. "I really am…"

"Takashi?" Haruhi said raising an eyebrow. "Does Honey know him?"

"How should I know?" Kyoya sighed but he was writing frantically in the notebook he was holding, as though this were new information he didn't want to forget. He sounded severely disappointed that this creature wasn't going to kill him.

Honey crawled over hugging him.

"Uh… Honey…" Haurhi said nervously. "Who is this?"

"Oh!" Honey said getting to his feet. "This is Takashi, he's my servant!"

"Your servant?" Haurhi said, that made it sound like they were animals… Though judging from what she just saw, she supposed they kinda were. "But, Honey… he tried bit you…"

"Well, he also kissed him too," Kyoya pointed out. "Rather passionately too…"

"Takashi is my servant and so, his job is to take care of me," Honey pointed out. "I sneaked away from Hell so he was mad. That's why he bit me. But he was also happy to see me safe, and that's why he kissed me."

"Ehhh…." Haruhi glanced from Honey to the stoic guy and back again.

"Takashi, come here and meet my Master," Honey said happily.

Takashi got to his feet and Haruhi had to physically tilt her head back to continue to look at him. He was really tall! Smiling Honey grabbed his hand. "Takashi, say hello."

Takashi bowed to her making Haruhi feel kind of awkward… "Um… Hi…"

"Well then, I guess we'll have to get to work on this mansion…" Honey said. "Wanna help me fix it?"

Takashi nodded.

The next second the two had disappeared, and what felt like only a few more seconds, her mansion was restored…

"No way!" Haruhi gasped staring up at it.

Honey and Takashi appeared before her staring up at their work.

"How did you!?"

"It's not hard to fix things," Honey said smiling at her.

She hurried inside to see if everything really was restored. As she hurried in, she didn't notice the being in white on the roof staring down at the scene.

Though the rest of them had, and Honey looked up at him with a smirk. "And what is an Angel of God doing here?"

The being's wings spread out and he floated down before them, his wings disappearing as he landed. "That girl was supposed to go to heaven today," it said.

"Yeah, I know I'm on it," Kyoya said frowning taking out his book once more and scribbling in it.

"Well sorry," Honey said holding out his arm to Takashi who began to lick the wounds he himself had made. Honey's eyes never leaving the Angel's. "She will never go to heaven now. I have formed a contract with her…"

"Well, I have been sent by God to keep her pure and ensure that you do not get her soul upon your contracts completion. She was destined for heaven and God wants her there."

Honey laughed a little, "This is even more interesting… I guess we'll have to battle when the time comes. How strong are you little angel? Do you honestly think you can fight me?"

"I… of course I can. I have God's will on my side. And anyone who fights on the side of the Lord will always win."

"It's exactly the same, not even a blemish of—" Haruhi exclaimed as she ran back out of the manor and stopped at the sight of the newcomer. "Now who is this?"

He turned around smiling. "My Lady, they call me Tamaki, and I am an angel sent from heaven. This is a horrible fate that has befallen you my dear, but fear not! I Tamaki will make sure your soul arrives at heaven's gates!"

"Uh… I sort of promised my soul to him…" Haruhi explained pointing towards Honey.

"As I said, fear not! Despite your promise I will ensure your entrance to heaven! When your contract is complete I will keep that horrible impure demon away from your precious soul. It's my job," he exclaimed happily.

"So… you're all going to be staying with me, until my contract is complete?" Haruhi said looking at them, and they all nodded. "Then starting today, you're all my servants!"

Kyoya sighed closing his book in frustration. This was going to feel like an eternity…

Been awhile, I hope you all enjoyed this second chapter. I'm glad a lot of people took interest in this story, and inspired me to continue. I hope to update soon. Let me know what you think.